Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 462
“Wow, it looks like a cabin.”
“It looks fantastic, Sago!”
Mount Hua’s disciples exclaimed as they gazed at the newly appeared hut.
It was a hut made by stacking round trees without changing their shape.
It was a style that had never been seen in Jungwon before.
Of course, some people in Jungwon built houses on high mountains, but this type of log timber was uncommon.
“It’s bigger than I expected.”
The strange thing was that they couldn’t see any other houses nearby.
“Isn’t this a village?”
“Hm?”
Hong Yi-Myung cocked his head slightly when Jo-Gol inquired.
“Are you looking for a village?”
“Oh, not really.”
“If you’re looking for a village, you shouldn’t come this way. People don’t live well here because it’s a remote place. Did you come all the way here without knowing that?”
All eyes were on Baek Chun in unison.
“Why? What?”
“…I thought we were on the right track.”
“We are.”
Baek Chun yelled angrily, but the sound of the cart drowned out his retort.
“Can I come in?”
Chung Myung and a small marten who peered out of the luggage began to tremble.
Hong Yi-myung cocked his head, as if he didn’t get it.
“Why is the marten shaking?”
“… I’m sorry.”
It’s not something to apologize for, but Baek Chun just apologized reflexively.
‘Anyway, people or animals, nothing’s right!’
“It’s shabby, but come in. You’ll be able to warm yourself up.”
“Yes!”
Chung Myung, who had never heard the word “refusal,” dashed inside with Baek-ah as soon as the door opened. Baek Chun offered a bitter explanation.
“He may seem rude now, but he’s not normally that rude. It’s because we’re tired of the cold, so I ask for your understanding with a broad mind.”
But it was Baek Chun who never said Chung Myung was polite because he had a conscience.
“Well-mannered.”
Hong Yi-Myung smiled as if he was having fun.
“The North Sea people are not very polite. Such cumbersome and lame things are only for those who can afford it.”
“Oh…….”
“Come on in.”
“Then excuse me.”
Mount Hua’s disciples bowed their heads and went into the cabin.
‘Indeed.’
Even though the walls were made of wood, it was incomparably warmer than the outside. Just by blocking the blowing wind, it seemed that the temperature was sufficient for humans to live.
“Ugh… my clothes are all frozen, Sasuk.”
“Ah! Sago! My hair is all frozen. No! Don’t touch me! Gosh, it’s breaking!”
Entering the warm place, they realized once more how terrible the cold had been. They could not have imagined that the leather would freeze, and they trembled as they watched it crack.
“We would have frozen to death if we had gone a little further.”
“It’s all because Sasuk Dong Ryong took the wrong way.”
“Who just said Dong Ryong? Come out.”
They chattered with their molten mouths as they struggled to remove their snow-frozen clothes.
“Wow. How can it be so warm here?”
“Sago! Look over there. There’s a fire.”
“Huh?”
There was a small spark in the heart of the cabin. As they approached slightly and looked inside, firewood was burning brightly.
“Oh my gosh. There’s a stove in the house.”
“That’s why it’s warm.”
“The chimney is drilled over the roof.”
“Right, Chung Myung is also attached.”
‘Huh? Chung Myung?’
Everyone sighed as they saw Chung Myung, who was close to the brazier and almost became one with it.
“Chung Myung-ah. You’ll get burnt.”
“Fire! Fire! This is fire!”
Chung Myung turned his head and looked at Baek Chun. The frozen and melted face was covered with black charcoal.
“Sasuk, Sasuk! Don’t you think we can install this in the cart?”
“That doesn’t make any sense, you lunatic!”
“Why not! He set it up in a house, but why not on a cart!”
Baek Chun clasped his face.
‘You’re supposed to get better with age.’
How does this guy not get better as the years go by?
Then Hong Yi-myung laughed and said.
“Hahaha. That would be difficult to install on a cart. It’s so heavy and…….”
“It’s okay. Our horses are strong!”
“Who do you mean, who!”
Eventually, Baek Chun, who couldn’t bear it anymore, rushed to Chung Myung. No, he tried to jump in, but he was quickly grabbed by Yoon Jong and Jo-Gol.
The two sighed and stopped Baek Chun.
“You can’t do this at other people’s homes. Sasuk.”
“Please consider the time and place.”
“…….”
Hong Yi-Myung smiled lightly as he saw them making a fuss.
“More than that, it would be better to change your clothes a little bit. It looks like good leather and fur but doesn’t seem suitable for the cold.”
“… we didn’t expect it to be this cold.”
“I suppose so. This kind of cold doesn’t come often even in the North Sea. It’s especially colder this year.”
Mount Hua’s disciples nodded as if they understood.
“So it’s not like this normally?”
“It’s a little less cold.”
“…….”
“A little bit.”
“…….”
It’s definitely not a place for people to live.
“There’s water there, so wash your hands and feet first and warm yourself up. It’s easy to get frostbite if you don’t wash your hands and feet.”
“Thank you.”
“And….”
Hong Yi-myung walked to one side of the cabin and removed the covered cloth. Then he took out a heap of animal skins woven from within.
“This would be better than the ones you brought.”
“Oh, this is…?”
“The fur of animals living in cold regions has excellent thermal insulation properties. And first, you have to cover your head. The body heat is escaping from the head.”
Everyone glanced at Hye Yeon at his words. Seeing Hye Yeon’s scalp melted somehow made them feel a bit sad.
“Ah…… To this extent.”
Hong Yi-myung smiles when Baek Chun doesn’t know what to do.
“There’s no need for that. The North Sea people do not treat its guests badly.”
Back Cheon again wanted to say thank you, but Chung Myung frowned.
“That?”
“Hm?”
“No, it’s not.”
Now warmed up, Chung Myung got up from his seat and walked toward the place where the hides were hung.
Then, he pulled out the fur leather at the bottom as he lifted the cloth again.
“Huh? I think it’s marten’s fur.”
When he heard that it was the fur of his kind, Baek-ah stood up and was wary.
“Kiiiiik!”
“Oh! Shut up!”
Chung Myung picked up Baek-ah, who was shrilling against the leather and pulled out the larger fur underneath.
“Don’t you look much better hanging here?”
Then Hong Yi-myung scratched the bridge of his nose with a slightly troubled face.
“I’m sorry, but it’s not something I can just give you. If we can’t sell the skin of the beast we hunted all winter, our family will starve to death.”
“Hey. Do I look that shameless?”
“Yes.”
“… Don’t butt in, Dong Ryong.”
Baek Chun, who responded to his question instead of Hong Yi-myung, stepped aside and smacked his lips.
“You’re going to sell this anyway, right?”
“Well, you’re right.”
“Then sell it to us, sparing the trouble for both of us.”
“It’s North Sea bear leather, so it’s a little expensive.”
“Oh, you don’t have to worry about that.”
Chung Myung chuckles.
“We have a lot of money. I’ll double that.”
“…….”
“Can I make a little more fire here instead?”
“…….”
“Yes?”
“As much as you like, Customer-nim.”
It was Hong Yi-myung who changed his tone.
“Ugh… …. I think I will live a little longer.”
Sitting in front of the furnace with a large bear skin, Chung Myung took the glass in his hand to his mouth. At best, it was boiled water with grass, so it was crude enough to call it tea, but as long as it was hot, tasty or whatever, even molten iron would be good.
“…I didn’t know the home was such a good thing.”
“I know. We’ve been homeless for about a month and my back is about to break.”
“I’m glad it’s not windy.”
Mount Hua’s disciples were also feeling the importance of home.
And Hong Yi-myung looked at Mount Hua’s disciples with a pleased face.
“Do you need anything else?”
“… I- It’s fine.”
“If you need anything, feel free to let me know.”
“……Yes.”
There seems to be a subtle change of attitude, but it has changed for the better.
Hong Yi-Myung received half of the price of the leather in gold and the other half in grain. He was smiling continuously as he sold the leather at once and at a better price.
“Thanks to you, I lived. In the winter in the North Sea, getting grain is the biggest problem.”
“I think so.”
Thanks to Hyun Young’s packed grain just in case, there is still a lot of grain left even after giving him two sacks of rice.
“But do people in the North Sea eat grain, too?”
“Of course.”
“I don’t think the grain will grow well.”
“That’s we trade grain with North Sea goods.”
Hong Yi-myung sighed and said.
“At one time, when trade was smooth with Jungwon, we could trade leather and fish for grain. But even that has become difficult recently.”
“Oh…….”
Baek Chun nodded slowly with a heavy face. Then Chung Myung started talking.
“Old man.”
“Yes!”
“Do you know anything about the North Sea Ice Clan?”
However, when the word “North Sea Ice Clan” came out, Hong Yi-myung’s face slightly changed. Chung Myung didn’t miss the fear and annoyance on his face.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t tell you more about the North Sea Ice Clan. If I open my mouth to foreigners carelessly…….”
“Sasuk. Give him another silver nyang.”
“…Would it be a big deal? What do you want to know?”
Baek Chun’s eyes trembled slightly.
Baek Chun thinks the vibe has changed a lot from the first time he saw the man… ….
Chung Myung said with a shrug.
“You can speak comfortably.”
“Oh, can I?”
“Yes. And just the overall one is fine. We don’t know much about the North Sea Ice Clan. In particular, it would be better if you could tell me something like what happened recently.”
“Hmm.”
Hong Yi-myung nodded slightly.
“Actually….”
Then he opened his mouth and looked around a little. Even though he knew that no one would eavesdrop, he instinctively looked around.
“As you know, the Ice Clan is the ruler of the North Sea. Since this is a place where no country exists, the Ice Clan have ruled the North Sea like kings and cared for the North Sea people.”
Yoon Jong and Jo-Gol nodded as they made eye contact.
“It’s like Namman Yasugung Clan.”
“The Ice Clan were almost like that.”
Hong Yi-myung sighed low.
“The North Sea people have also relied on such North Sea ice Clan. It was like that a dozen years ago.”
“You’re saying it’s not now?”
“… … Do you know what the Ice Clan is like?”
“Hm?”
Hong Yi-Myung narrowed his eyes.
“The Ice Clan is literally a kingdom-like place. And the leader of the Ice Clan was hereditary from generation to generation.”
“Well……. It’s the same concept as Great Family.”
Namman Yasugung Clan was still shaped like a sect. However, the North Sea Ice Clan seemed to be a clan consisting of their own bloodline just like the Sichuan Tang Family and Namgung Family.
“Just as Sichuan Tang Family reigns as the King of Chengdu?”
“Be careful what you say, Sahyung! The Tang Family has never reigned like a king. Don’t say things that would bring disaster!”
“Well, it’s pretty similar.”
As Jo-Gol shrugged, Tang So-so shook her eyes. Then Jo-Gol slightly shrank his neck like a turtle.
“… That’s the way it is.”
“Yes, something like that.”
Since Jo-Gol is from Chengdu, he tends to be timid at times with Tang So-so, the Sichuan Tang family’s daughter.
Hong Yi-myung, unaware of such circumstances, briefly watched them and continued explaining.
“But more than a decade ago, the leader of the North Sea Ice Clan changed in the middle.”
“Huh? You said it was succeeded through generation.”
“That’s right.”
“Then…….”
Hong Yi-myung nodded.
“A rebellion broke out.”
“Oh…….”
Yoon Jong frowned at Hong Yi-myung’s words.
“Did the former leader have any virtue?”
“Is that possible? I told you earlier. At that time, the North Sea people believed in and relied on the North Sea Ice Clan, and the leader was like a saint. Not only the North Sea people, but also all people of the Ice Clan followed him.”
When Baek Chun heard that, he tilted his head.
“Then, was it thanks to the man who caused the rebellion?”
“The one who started the rebellion was Seol Chonsang, the younger brother of the former leader. The North Sea people did not support him because of his narrow-minded nature.”
“…but how can a rebellion be?”
Hong Yi-myung frowned.
“The North Sea people never betrayed their predecessors. But that day, Seol Chonsang attracted outsiders to the North Sea.”
“outsiders?”
“… … That’s right. They were all dressed in black suits. They were…… they were really evil.”
There was a deep fear on Hong’s face.
Baek Chun looked back at Chung Myung as he hardened his lips.
“Chung Myung-ah.”
“Yes.”
Chung Myung’s face twisted as he nodded.
“It’s Magyo.”