The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Chapter 226

Moo-young came out immediately.

A not very large yard spreads out in front of you.

On a small bench, a wrinkled old woman was cutting and drying herbs with leaves shaped like human hands.

Although he looks well over ninety, he carefully catches herbs with his blind eyes and trims them with a small knife.

Shuk.

Was it because it was overpowered?

Even though he cut himself, he couldn’t overcome the force and the sharp part of the blade cut through the old woman’s skin.

“It’s like this again.”

Even though the blood began to flow, the old woman’s voice was insignificant. Moo-young hurriedly approached and grabbed him as he was about to wipe his hands with a rag next to him.

“……?”

“You cut yourself again.”

The old woman couldn’t help but feel apologetic at Mu-young’s words and tried to withdraw her hand.

“Stay still. It doesn’t get better anymore.”

At Mu-young’s words, the old woman puts on a sullen expression.

He tries to stop the bleeding by pressing the blood canal next to the wound and blocks the blood with his own energy, but it doesn’t work.

It’s because of getting older. He was so old that he couldn’t even stop bleeding properly.

“It’s always amazing to see.”

When the bleeding stops after a while, the old woman smiles, revealing sparsely missing teeth.

Moo-young smiled and tore off the clean hem of his long sleeves and wrapped it around the old woman’s hand.

wounded hands. It wasn’t just once or twice that an accident like this happened.

I told the old woman who was taking care of my work several times to take a break, but she didn’t listen. In particular, whenever Moo-yeong returned from an outing, she always brought back a new meal, saying that she should always eat warm rice.

“I’m sorry.”

The old woman said sorry with wrinkled eyes.

Moo-young, who had been silently looking at him, smiled.

“Let’s rest for today.”

“yes? nope, that’s not okay. An adult is at home.”

Adults, I always call that to my young self.

Seeing the old woman waving her hand, Mu-yeong shook her head.

“Looks like I should go out and see.”

“Oh, are you going to work?”

“yes.”

“If you do, I will prepare a cheap meal for you.”

“it’s okay. Go out and eat.”

“Nonsense. When you go out for work, you have to eat a hearty meal at home.”

The old woman shook off Moo-young’s hand and entered the kitchen with quick steps despite her stooped waist.

Even if you dry it, you will not hear it. I just have to leave it as it is because I am happy with it.

무명촌 (nameless village).

It is literally a small mountain village without a name.

A hundred years have passed since it was created, and it is a huge place with more than a thousand people living there, but still no one knows about it.

They were people who had been living for generations, thinking that that place was everything in the world.

Moo-young, who was looking outside the private gate with unfocused eyes, saw a figure approaching in her eyes.

“My lord.”

A good-looking man dressed as a merchant came and sat down on the bench where Mu-young was sitting.

dump.

The old woman, who had entered the kitchen at the sound of a heavy load being unloaded, stuck her head out and was delighted.

“You’ve got the middle mark.”

“yes. How are you?”

“Amman. Thanks to you, I live without starving.”

“What are you saying? This time, I brought a lot of dried fish, so please share it with the villagers.”

“Strength is good. Did you carry all of them?”

The old woman is surprised to see the huge burden that Jung-pyo is carrying.

“Why are you always thankful? Wait a minute. I’ll prepare my own rice.”

“yes.”

Joong-pyo, who greeted them warmly, wiped off his sweat a couple of times and then looked at the same place as Mu-yeong and said,

“I found the whereabouts of Shaman District Prosecutor.”

A polite way of speaking that was different from the conversation with the old woman.

In addition to the name Jungpyo, he had the name Chuyeong (追影), and was one of the seven leaders of Yeoneundang in charge of the Hanam branch.

“It must be the West Bank, right?”

“yes. Jeongmu-maeng’s gaze is focused on it, so I can’t get close to it, but I’m sure. For now, Wol-young is watching from a distance.”

“Muk-young’s death. The Shaman District Prosecutor’s Office is also involved.”

“yes.”

Moo-young’s eyes change sharply.

Shameless sword, Jinmu.

He began to be admired as a hero in the Jeongmu-maeng, but from their point of view, he was one of the enemy’s thorns.

According to their investigation, everything had to do with him.

While searching for the Sheep Heart Gong, who had been closely watched by Sang Sang-pyeong, he interrupted them as if there was some evil in his previous life, and now he was even tightening his neck.

As a result, Sang Sang-pyeong was demoted, Dae-rang died, and now even Sejak who infiltrated the Jeongmu-maeng is being wiped out, all the foundations that the Samgung had prepared for a long time inside the Jeongmu-maeng are shaking.

‘Is the Three Palace Lord’s thoughts correct? I thought he was just a young guru who left the mark.’

Before Shang Ping left, he said that if there was a person who could obtain the Heart Gong of Yang, he would become the palace’s greatest enemy.

After that, it was Kunryun who discovered the traces of Jinmu, and the plot of Ilgungju, who used Gu Yaja as bait, was thwarted by him.

Moo-young went straight to Hwasan.

Jangseogak, where the Yanguisimgong is kept. It was he who set it on fire.

I thought that I should never get the Yang Seng Gong that Shang Ping was concerned about. Fortunately, the Yang-Yi Heart Gong was burned there, so he would not have been able to get it.

but.

‘Stupid bitch.’

Jinmu wasn’t the only one who was angry.

My palace lord Palm.

Perhaps, she is more to blame than the guy named Jinmura for bringing this up. Things would not have gotten to this point if Shang Xiangpyeong had been in good health, and hadn’t been demoted due to her ruse.

“My courtesan?”

“Salbu, I’m heading to Cheonungbang with the Geumgang Yachadae.”

“In Cheonung’s room?”

“yes. They say it was Cheonungbang who stole the gold from Donglim Battlefield.”

“…….”

“Haven’t Shaolin’s attack on the white horse ruined all the plans? So, it seems that he intends to secure as much funds as Dongrim Battlefield.”

“It’s not just the money. Palmyeogun is probably trying to devour the power of Cheonungbang, who has fallen from Sapaecheon. Only then will there be room for you to rub against the lord of the palace.”

Moo-young, who had been organizing his thoughts for a while, spoke quietly.

“Chuyeong, pass the information to the lord of the palace. The Shaman District Prosecutor’s Office is in the West Bank.”

For a moment, there is a difference in Chu-young’s eyes.

“Are you planning to have the lord of the palace and the shaman sword fight?”

“okay.”

Choo-young seemed to understand Moo-young’s thoughts.

As the head of the palace, who began to be chased by the government, there was no place to stay.

There is only one choice because you cannot enter the sphere of influence of the Sapaecheon or the Demonic Cult, which are in charge of Yi Palace and Ilgung.

As Moo-young said, Cheonung-bang is expanding its power by breaking away from Sapaecheon.

Cheon Woo-myeong and Gwan-wol Won Gong-hu are holding on, but if Salbu, Geumgang Yachadae, and Naegungju’s powers are combined, they will be able to get their hands on it.

But you should never let that happen.

My wife must fail. Should she fail, her superior will take over her Three Palaces again.

Muyoung pondered for a moment.

What if, in this situation, the traces of the shaman’s sword were leaked?

She will definitely try to turn the horse head by herself, and the Geumgang Yachadae will hit Cheonungbang as she aimed.

For the purpose of immunity, Cheonungbang’s forces are not only needed by Palmyeogun.

Now that the foundation of the Three Palaces is collapsing, there was not a small amount of responsibility for himself and the amount of circus to kill.

An inquiry will surely be made.

Knowing that, Salbu Circus will attack Cheonungbang in any situation to try to gain its power.

What if everything went as planned, and Palmyeo, who turned around, collided with Shaman Jigeom?

Shamanless sword will surely die. Knowing Palmer’s inaction, I was absolutely certain.

“It doesn’t matter if either the lord of the palace or the shaman’s sword dies. We just need to kill the guy who is tired of biting and biting each other.”

“All right.”

“Tell it to all the remaining Sejaks. It leaks disinformation to the government and military alliance. No one should interfere in their fight.”

“…….”

At Moo-Young’s command, Chu-Young’s face contorts.

Spreading disinformation is not very good in the current situation. This is the point at which all three works of Youngeundang were revealed. I had to risk my life. Most likely died in the process.

And the end is clear.

“Nameless village, it is time to abandon it.”

“…….”

Using disinformation to guide the pursuit of the political armed forces to an unknown village, to use them as kindling.

It was more cruel than any other order so far, but Chuyeong had no choice but to remain silent. It was because he knew the purpose of creating the nameless village in the first place.

Palace substitute. fake tail.

Chuyeong looks at the peaceful scenery of Nameless Village.

People sweating in the rice fields made like stairs, children playing cheerfully, women washing clothes, and old people smoking leaf tobacco and chatting under the shade of trees.

At some point, the peaceful scenery reflected in Chu-young’s eyes changes.

An illusion created by the future to come.

Houses on fire, people screaming and writhing in pain, corpses everywhere.

“Chuyoung.”

“…….”

“Don’t be sorry. Eat your heart out. If the palace fulfills its purpose, posterity will be able to live freely in a world reserved for the weak.”

“…….”

“They oxidize fiercely for a cause like that.”

Mu-young’s cruel words grip Chu-young’s heart.

and.

“… … for a cause.”

Chu-young returned with a cold gaze as always.

“Now, meals tongue.”

Moo-young and Chu-young laugh innocently at the appearance of an old woman who has prepared a full table just in time.

“Let’s eat together.”

As if nothing had happened, as if the future to come was nothing.

Green herbs grown everywhere as far as the eye could see swayed with a rustling sound, following the wind blowing up the mountain foot.

A medicinal herb called hemp that resembles the shape of a human beckoning.

* * *

Jinmu felt good.

It was because it was no different from liquidating all the relationships that had been going on for so long.

After the work of the Xianbu was over, I stopped by Jinhuiru and met Heo Sam-soo again.

“How can I call you in the future?”

“Chunju.”

“All right.”

Jinmu said it as if it were natural, and Heo Sam-soo accepted it as if it were natural.

You probably still haven’t acknowledged it. Well, what does it matter what you call it? It doesn’t even cost money.

“Are you going to Cheonungbang?”

“okay.”

“If you do, take this guy with you.”

The little boy Heo Sam-soo brought.

The guy with the name Hwangshin (黃信) had just turned 20, and he was as blunt as his stubbornly closed mouth.

But, oddly enough, it happened.

Aside from being so dwarfed that the age of twenty is unbelievable, the appearance is strange.

The lines are too thick to be called a woman, and the features are too fine to be called a man.

A well-stretched nose and eyes shining with firearms. His eyelashes are long enough to cover half of his eyes, and his lips are red like blood.

The hands that were politely gathered in front of her looked like a seomseomoksu for anyone to see, and her skin was so pale that when she was dressed as a woman, she could hear the sound of Gain, even if it wasn’t perfect.

Could this guy be like Jegal Sansan? No, there’s nothing special about that, right?

Jegal Sansan was also a Jinmu that he recognized at a glance, but this guy couldn’t get a sense of it at all.

“buy… … Are you my baby?”

“…….”

At Jinmu’s question, Heo Sam-soo raises his head and widens his eyes.

“Are you a bitch?”

“I buy it.”

right? yes?

It’s crazy, but why do you keep looking into it?

No matter how strange it looks, since when did I become like this? Like a bag of books… … .

Was it an illusion that Heo Sam-soo, who noticed the change in Jinmu at the moment, had an impression as if he were seeing a bug?

“Hmm, hmm. I was just asking. just.”

“Ah, yes.”

“…….”

Damn you, damn shaman. Did I get the indigo disease without my knowledge?

When the thought reached that point, Jinmu hated it and frowned arrogantly, and Hwangshin maintained a respectful attitude without changing his expression even once in the face of open misunderstandings.

Guys like that usually hide their insides well. Hmm, I don’t like it for some reason… … .

Heo Sam-soo, who looked at Jin-mu, who was looking up and down at Hwang-sin with a very displeased expression, added an explanation.

“He is a pretty good guy in Haomen too. He was once also a silver widow, and to the extent that Lord Moon tried to recruit him as a disciple.”

The Silver Widow?

Did Myung Se-chan try to make you a disciple?

That’s a big deal.

“I will wait on the Lord while I go to Cheonungbang. You can also contact us through this guy.”

In other words, it would mean that he would serve as an attendant on the liaison, and also serve as a supervisor.

I don’t like it, but let’s accept it for now. I have to keep in touch with Hao Mun anyway.

Anyway, thinking about it, it seems that Gonghu has not been able to contact Myung Se-chan yet.

As I left Cheonwoongbang, I repeatedly asked Salmak and Haomun that I must obtain them.

Did he become stupid because he was with Chun Woo-myeong?

“For now, take a day off and start tomorrow. I will prepare the horse.”

“okay.”

I give it to you, but there is no reason to refuse it.

I was thinking about buying a horse, but money was tight. An admirable guy from the Xi’an branch.

While Jinmu smiled happily, the main ansang, which Hyangran Lee had prepared himself, was filled with alcohol and side dishes.

Whoops, too.

It’s good to be back again.

After all, the sapaecheonju is the best than the clogged guru semblance.

Tonight, drink like a dog.

I’ll show you what quadrupedal walking is!