The Farmer Who Ended Up Teaching the World’s Greatest Martial Artist - Chapter 68

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| Chapter 68

“Guest. Are you taking a stroll?”

Yoo Eun-hyun quietly observed the person who approached him.

‘An employee who has learned martial arts. A security guard perhaps?’

Now Yoo Eun-hyun could easily tell if someone weaker than him had learned martial arts. Yoo Eun-hyun leisurely wore a good-natured smile and naturally replied.

“I couldn’t sleep and was bored, so with the nice scenery and pleasant night breeze, I followed where my feet led me and ended up here. Is this a place I shouldn’t enter?”

When Yoo Eun-hyun asked, the employee stared at him quietly for a moment then shook his head.

“How could that be? If you’re a legitimate guest of this establishment, there’s nowhere you can’t go. I’m just stationed here for first-time visitors. If you can’t sleep and are bored, this works out perfectly. This place is exactly for guests like you. Would you like to go in?”

“Is there something interesting?”

“It depends on how you choose to enjoy yourself. If you enjoy it properly, I can definitely guarantee the fun.”

The smiling employee gestured toward the annex. This naturally heightened Yoo Eun-hyun’s curiosity.

Since there was no threatening atmosphere, Yoo Eun-hyun carefully stepped through the door the employee opened for him.

“Please have an enjoyable time.”

With the man’s voice behind him, the moment he stepped through the door, Yoo Eun-hyun squinted at the sudden light. At the same time as the light, the air changed. Unlike the cold night breeze, beyond the passage leading underground, the inside seemed to be filled with hot energy.

As he descended the stairs, whitish smoke and acrid energy swirled in the air. That smell was a familiar scent to Yoo Eun-hyun as well.

‘This smoke is… tobacco? It’s definitely underground but is it ventilated? I wonder how they built this, it’s fascinating.’

Seeing the breeze seeping in from inside, Yoo Eun-hyun muttered to himself as if amazed.

And shortly after, the reality of all this revealed itself.

“Roll!”

“456! Eul-jeong-gi, 15 mu!”

“Ahhh! I’m ruined!”

“This is it!”

The moment a man put three dice in a large container and shook it, everyone’s attention focused on the result that rolled out. Simultaneously, laughter and anger mixed and swirled around each table.

Seeing the silver coins and betting slips moving across the tables, he could tell what these people were doing without having to ask.

“So this was the ‘something interesting’?”

Yoo Eun-hyun let out a sigh.

Cheongan-bo. It was a game where dice results determined payouts according to the celestial stems. Having roughly grasped the rules, Yoo Eun-hyun found himself unable to look away, absorbed in watching. At first it was just curious, but once he understood the mechanics, his immersion deepened.

“Ah! 666! Cheongan! It’s out!”

“Ahhhhh!”

“Jackpot! Hahahaha!”

When the ‘Cheongan’, called the highest hand in this dice game, was rolled, people’s gasps and cheers burst out simultaneously.

“Ooh…”

Yoo Eun-hyun quietly exclaimed in admiration at the sight he was seeing for the first time in his life. If it was like this just watching without participating, how much more intense must it be for those actually playing?

“Should I try it once too?”

So it was natural for such thoughts to arise.

The moment Yoo Eun-hyun muttered, an employee-like man approached like a ghost and said with a grin.

“Guest. Do you need to exchange money?”

“Just one tael of gold for now.”

Following the employee’s guidance, Yoo Eun-hyun exchanged one tael of gold for one hundred taels of silver. He had no intention of spending it all from the start. He was just thinking that if luck followed him, he could leave with a few taels of silver multiplied.

“Where would be good…”

Having decided to try it, Yoo Eun-hyun didn’t just stare blankly like before. He began turning his gaze to examine the tables and people’s movements one by one.

“Cheongan! It came out again!”

“Damn it! I’m not playing! How can Cheongan come out three times when not even 30 rounds have passed? And how does that guy keep hitting it!”

At that moment, Yoo Eun-hyun’s gaze turned toward one side.

When the Cheongan hand appeared, three people simultaneously jumped up from their seats as if angry.

When seats became available, Yoo Eun-hyun naturally moved in that direction. Normally the seats would have been filled quickly, but even after Yoo Eun-hyun sat down, the seats on either side of him remained strangely empty.

“Why isn’t anyone sitting down?”

Yoo Eun-hyun muttered, feeling something strange. Perhaps it was needless worry, as the empty seats were soon filled again.

But even so, there was still a somehow strange atmosphere, so Yoo Eun-hyun didn’t rashly step forward and quietly observed the place.

“Hahaha! The hands are sticking well today!”

Only after the hands had gone around three or four times did he notice a man at the table sweeping up silver coins as if scooping them.

The man laughed heartily and swept up the silver coins without hesitation. As if proving his words about the hands sticking well weren’t false, he continued his winning streak, unable to hide his pleased expression.

“Amazing, isn’t it?”

And then one of the spectators nearby, having heard Yoo Eun-hyun’s muttering, lightly tapped Yoo Eun-hyun’s shoulder and said.

“Brother, is this your first time here?”

The man who brazenly called Yoo Eun-hyun ‘brother’ and struck up conversation. When Yoo Eun-hyun showed a surprised expression, the man laughed heartily and began introducing himself.

“Ah, I was quite rude for a first meeting. I’m called Wi Dong. What’s your name, brother?”

“It’s Yoo Hyun.”

“Oho. Brother Yoo then.”

Since the other party didn’t seem to reveal his real name, Yoo Eun-hyun also mumbled his name. Wi Dong continued speaking calmly without concern.

“How does it look to Brother Yoo?”

“It does look fun, but… it is a bit strange. Even setting aside the win rate, how does he hit such high hands so well?”

A flash of suspicion crossed Yoo Eun-hyun’s eyes. Wi Dong seemed to notice this and crossed his arms while wearing a boastful smile.

“Since I know a bit about these games, let me say a word – these games have something called the flow of luck. Of course, whether you can catch that flow or not is also skill.”

“Then that person must be quite skilled.”

“That’s right. Right now it’s that guy’s flow. Rushing in recklessly without patience is what amateurs do. Just watch for now.”

Though Wi Dong’s words didn’t completely resonate with him, Yoo Eun-hyun accepted at least the last statement and watched the situation without taking his eyes off it.

The man didn’t always win. Sometimes there were big and small defeats, but even those seemed like part of flexible calculations. That way he was slowly but surely filling his pockets.

‘Hmm, even so, something seems suspicious…’

As people left their seats and were replaced again, Yoo Eun-hyun detected an inexplicable sense of unease.

Every time the man won, especially when he won with high hands, the natural energy subtly fluctuated. Since it wasn’t internal energy itself but subtle fluctuations of natural energy stirred by the flow of internal energy, it seemed the people around him except Yoo Eun-hyun didn’t notice.

‘Flow my ass… He’s using tricks, isn’t he?’

Only then did Yoo Eun-hyun intuitively realize the opponent was secretly manipulating the game. The moment intuition struck, he casually turned his gaze to the side.

Yoo Eun-hyun couldn’t see anyone around using internal energy. That made sense, as disciples of Heukgeon-mun who seemed to run this place were watching people with sharp eyes. If anyone tried any foolish tricks, the atmosphere suggested they wouldn’t easily get out.

As time passed, the man’s win rate soared to an almost unbelievable level. Accordingly, gazes including those of Heukgeon-mun disciples were watching him. However, the man continued the game calmly as if he didn’t care about all those gazes at all.

Meanwhile, Yoo Eun-hyun saw something glinting.

‘It looks like a thin needle. Is it a type of hidden weapon?’

Before long, Yoo Eun-hyun was able to see through the man’s technique. In Cheongan-bo, dice were put in a bamboo-woven container and rolled, and while an employee was in charge of shaking the container, checking the result was handled by the person who bet money on the highest hand.

The man was manipulating the dice by throwing needles small enough to be unnoticeable while the dice were still rolling inside the container after it was set down.

‘To think such a thing is possible. He has good skills.’

The remarkable skill was worth admiring, but to think he was boldly using such techniques in front of Heukgeon-mun disciples. Yoo Eun-hyun couldn’t help but be amazed.

Though his identity was unknown, he was certainly no ordinary person.

Meanwhile, two more people lost all their money and got up from their seats. Though the seats were filled again shortly after, the speed at which seats were filled was definitely slower than at first. Perhaps conscious of this, the man suddenly began losing consecutively, stirring up the game.

“Well now. Has my luck run out?”

Watching the man putting on an act, Yoo Eun-hyun inwardly burst into laughter.

‘What bullshit.’

Seeing with eyes that had already grasped the entire situation, the man’s appearance was just disgusting acting.

At the same time, Yoo Eun-hyun muttered to himself and tried to get up from his seat. He didn’t want to cause a commotion by exposing the opponent’s tricks, and there was no reason to get involved in a seat where the game was being artificially manipulated.

However, at that moment, Wi Dong, who had been talking and watching the situation until just before, grabbed Yoo Eun-hyun’s shoulder.

“Brother Yoo, where are you trying to go? Try it with me!”

“Excuse me?”

“From what I can see, that guy’s flow of luck has run out. It’s time for the luck to come over. I don’t know to whom, but if we win big, let’s split it evenly and at least secure our original investment. How about it?”

“No, I’m not really…”

From Yoo Eun-hyun’s perspective, he was dumbfounded by what nonsense this was. He acknowledged the skill of the man who was winning money, but that was martial arts skill, not gambling luck. As he was about to refuse, a thought suddenly flashed through Yoo Eun-hyun’s mind.

‘Wait… that’s not it. What if I manipulate the natural energy…’

And he reluctantly sat down, pretending to be led along. Before leaving, there was something he wanted to confirm.

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