The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 13:

Tadak. Tadadak.

midnight.

A bonfire was lit in the center of the artificial clearing made by cutting the tree neatly down to the base.

Near the campfire was a large table made of a cross-cut tree and four chairs made of smaller pieces of wood.

Snug. Sak-sak. Crunchy.

Next to it, the Hwangsin and the children were building a hut with skillful movements.

profit.

Even at a glance, it was very strong and solid, and even the door that was opened and closed to check the angle fit perfectly.

If you are a person who has a hobby of traveling and camping in the mountains and rivers of the Central Plains, wouldn’t you shed tears with emotion?

When you look at this perfect campsite, it seems that it has been here from the beginning.

A quiet atmosphere and perfect harmony with the surrounding scenery…

All of this was born at the command of Jinmu.

What is his fangs like

?

In the meantime, I ran to the lower village and bought two bottles of alcohol, and also caught a large wild boar family that was carefully moving (?).

It was the head of the wild boar family that was sizzling over the bonfire where Gaecheonju was chatting comfortably.

Poor bastard…

If only they hadn’t come, they would have lived a long life until they were 10 or 20, caring for their children from generation to generation.

Hey… chin.

Gakchul, who was just inspecting the door, tilted his head as if something was wrong and looked up at Hwangsin and So Dongbo, who were finishing work on the roof made of weaving twigs.

“By the way, brothers?”

“why?”

“If you really need a house like this, couldn’t you just use the full house?”

“…”

“It’s nearby.”

Hwangshin and Sodongbo stopped their busy playing hands at the words of the exhortation.

Mansanchae.

On the next peak, a sturdy and sturdy house that must have endured the rain and wind for a long time…

“….”

“..”

“…

. ” He turned his head toward Jinmu, who yawned and sighed.

“That… what do you mean?”

“Is that so?”

“Is that so…?”

Even if I die, I have a strong will not to ask! Instant agreement reached!

It wasn’t because I was afraid of getting hit, it wasn’t because I was afraid of being broken in one place. I just didn’t want to realize that

I was a high school student who could have gone through all the hardships up

until now .

But the three thoughts were the same.

…Fucking Gaecheonju.

“Are you done?”

“yes! We are finishing!”

Jinmu, perhaps feeling his gaze, turned his head like a ghost and looked at him, and Hwangshin quickly waved his hand and answered.

“What is taking so long?”

“This will be over, Lord, if you put up a fence.”

“fence?”

“yes!”

“Why do you make such useless things?”

“….”

Hwangshin forcibly raised the corners of his mouth to Jinmu’s irritation.

Mr. Yay, did this goddamn dog go crazy on the top line and rolled over for five years, and then somehow raised his memory first?

Are you crucian? Is it a chicken head?

You said you made it earlier!

They needed a place, so they cut down trees to the ground level with the strongest cut grass they knew, and built a house because they wished there was a house like Chungheoam.

Then what?

Hehe, I think it would be pretty cool with a fence, huh?

So, I even showed off the speedy light attack that Haomun boasted of, running around the mountain and breaking off all the bush clover!

Are you saying it’s useless?

Hwangsin and the children glared at Jinmu, raising their twin hearts, but he said nonchalantly.

“Just do it and come down. eat meat It doesn’t taste good when you burn it.”

Then, looking at the wild boar being cooked on the bonfire, his eyes widened…

“Yes! God!”

“I’m leaving now.”

“There is no need for a fence. Ah yo! The forest over there is like a fence. It’s nothing.”

Hwangsin and the children each ran towards the bonfire with the kindest smiles I knew.

It’s not because I’m afraid.

It’s because the meat can’t burn. Eating burnt food makes you sick… okay?

Hwangsin and the children who gathered around the bonfire carried out their original mission that they had been doing for years.

Gakchul fills up the cup of Jinmu as soon as it is empty, and when the tumultuous flames die down even a little, twigs are quickly added to the bonfire.

Of course, it was up to the emperor to add the flavor of the wild boar and bake it.

Are you setting an example because you’re an older brother?

Do you have a hobby of making food since childhood and feel infinite satisfaction in feeding others?

no.

Jinmu likes Jelu. Gakchul, who learned the batting stick method when chopping, Hwangshin, who seasoned well when grilling

, and So Dongbo,

who learned the art of killing meat when slicing thinly…

so long

The four of them gathered together and enjoyed a pleasant dinner with delicious meat in front of them.

The more I drink a glass or two, the more I get drunk, but isn’t it a time of peace where I don’t have to take it off?

Everyone enjoyed the moment, giggling and drinking with reddish faces.

Then, at some point, everyone shut their mouths and focused on the bonfire.

Is it because of the characteristics of a guy called fire?

As I watched the flames leisurely flicker along with the crackling sound, I felt dazed, and thoughts like this and that passed through my head.

“Anyway, it’s been a while. This kind of leisure…”

“That’s right.”

Jinmu nodded his head at Hwangshin’s words that broke the silence that had lasted for a while.

After all, I’ve been wandering all over the place for the past five years trying to find a way to get to the top spot.

“By the way, Lord.”

“huh?”

“Why are you so interested in that guy? Is it because you learned the Mukryonggi?”

“…”

In response to Hwangshin’s question, who summoned courage by borrowing alcohol, Jinmu glanced at the side of the campfire.

A figure lying dead with both hands neatly gathered on his stomach.

It was a fate of not being able to wake up for half a day after being beaten by the heavenly armour.

“Well… I guess I was a bit puzzled?”

“What?”

“If you got the Mukryonggi, wouldn’t it have been the Geumryonghyeop of Hwasan?”

“I guess so.”

“But it’s been a while since it disappeared.”

“Hmm… that’s right. The volcano destroyed its walls.”

“okay. In the words of Mupunggae, they said they didn’t even write a separate copy.”

At the words that followed in a low voice, Hwangshin as well as Gakchul and So Dongbo nodded their heads.

Well, it was a bit suspicious.

Mukryong-dong, which is said to have been located in Hwasan Geumryonghyeop.

It took only two years from when Jinmu discovered it, until it was completely destroyed by the volcano.

It was some time after Jinmu retired, so it is said that it has been five years since the place disappeared.

Didn’t the Maehwa Swordsmen protect Geumryonghyeop all the time, just because someone with malicious intent shouldn’t enter?

Then it means that it is rarely neglected

. Before he came to the shaman, he said he only lived in Yunnan, but when in Geumryonghyeop…” So

Dong-bo, who had investigated Unyeon, frowned slightly and thought.

Come to think of it, even when he was receiving ipdo training at the Wonhwa Hall, he had a grumpy expression on his face and said, ‘I’m going to solve the rumors that flowed from Yunnam to here.’

“Hmm, he definitely looks like he’s doing something a little dirty.”

“You are truly God. We didn’t even think of it…”

“As expected…”

Hwangshin and the children admired each other and looked up at Jinmu with sincerity and pretense in their eyes.

Then, the emperor suddenly asked again.

“But, Lord?”

“what?”

“Can I ask one more question?”

“say it.”

“Then why did you send out the mark? If you’re curious about that guy, you could have done it inside the shaman.”

“what? Saying who you are and telling me to fight all the time?”

“…”

Yes, Hwangshin! That’s it! I stared at Jinmu with blank eyes.

“That doesn’t work. Who am I?”

“…?”

Jinmu clicked his tongue and sighed at the huge question mark floating in the head of Hwangshin and the children.

“These guys. I am now the lord of the Dragon Palace. You have social status and face, so how can you call a disciple who has just entered the church and beat him like a dog while interrogating him?”

“…That’s right, face…”

A person who knew that had been doing well for a while.

But there is one thing I don’t understand.

First of all, what kind of place is Oryong Palace?

It is also called the lighthouse, and it is the place where the word “beating for training” is like a gunghun (宮訓).

Even if you’re a fan of Zuo, there’s nothing to lose your face. Gaecheonju is a fan.

let’s not even say

“Think about it. He is the one who learned the Mokryonggi. The process is very suspicious, but after all, isn’t he like a priest to me?”

“Well… that’s probably what you think.”

“Of course, I have to come out of the shaman following the death penalty. I also didn’t like the fact that he was carrying around a grotesque fraud with a good teacher.”

“Ah… Hmm.”

Despite Jinmu’s detailed explanation, Hwangshin still had a doubtful look on his face.

“But.”

“What are you curious about so much?”

“sorry.”

“Huh. What?”

“I was curious about the reason why you bothered to do such a troublesome thing when you had already left the table. Even if he had just left it to us, digging into his past wouldn’t have been a chore…” ”

…”

As Jinmu frowned at the arguing, a startling extortion quickly intervened.

“Ah, my brother. How do you keep bothering me without knowing the high will of God?”

“…”

From his point of view, Jinmu’s expression now is 10 percent displeased.

In fact, there were so many questions that I was obsessed with it before I had to argue.

What kind of person was the Gaecheonju?

He is a man who will do anything he wants.

Everyone is talking about saving the country, but don’t they know? Gaecheonju is a disaster created by Heaven by mistake.

And what does such a person hate the most?

Sacrificing one’s own will, that is, what the Hwangsin is doing now.

Kakchul, who thought that if he did something wrong, the Hwangshin might get scolded for being a mess again, picked up any words.

“This was a personality test, a personality test.”

“Inseong… what?”

“Think about it. What are the qualities a Taoist should possess?”

“…?”

“Love the people!”

“ah!”

“A righteous heart that cannot endure injustice!”

“iced coffee!”

Hwangshin and Sodongbo widened their eyes and nodded their heads in exclamation at the words of confident exhortation.

Didn’t the Gaecheonju hate the fact that he had the power to harass the powerless child people?

Everyone nodded, and the exuberant Gakchul shrugged and said,

“Where is that? Have you seen the Mansanchae guys who started banditry again after that?”

“…”

“I gave them a lesson too.”

“Oh…”

Hwangshin and So Dongbo nodded their heads eagerly as if they had gained a great realization.

I saw it clearly with my own eyes.

The way he hurriedly packed his things, saying he would never go bandit again!

“Fisherman! Kill two birds with one stone! Nimboppongta!”

Hwangshin and So Dongbo, who had listened intently, tilted their heads at the last words.

I understand the two of you… What are you? how about mulberry?

what did you cut down on? What luck are you?

“Anyway! God even guided the bandits to evaluate his personality!”

“Hmm, I don’t even know that…”

At the words of the executor, Hwangshin made a bright expression as if the question had been solved only then.

“I’m sorry, Lord. I couldn’t fathom the high intentions and stopped… It seems that dressing up as a woman was more sad than I thought.”

“…”

Jinmu looked at Hwangsin, who begged for forgiveness, with a blank expression.

These are meat and alcohol, and after eating well, why are you suddenly like this?

love people? Justice? What’s the gyedo?

What kind of misunderstandings do you mean by knowing each other and building piles of piles of shit?

It’s just a kind of hobby that I haven’t enjoyed before.

And it was because of Dang Se-ryeong and the master who was instigated by her that the pyoju was sent out.

I don’t know how the hell they roasted and boiled Master, but thanks to that, every time we met, I was nagging.

The Ten Commandments are gone, so let’s get married?

What kind of bullshit is

being said to me, whose goal is to get first place.

sent it out to get away from them both.

The last thing he changed his route to Digestive Acid was just… extremely simple for no reason.

Bringing in the bandits and even making the emperor dress up as a woman to start a fight… It’s purely for fun.

Isn’t there something like that? Something like the seasoning that Hwangsin sprinkled on the wild boar meat.

Anyway, in other words, it was just an impulsive thought that came out of my head to find some fun that I had lost for five years.

When I came here, I saw that there was a house full of flowers… So again,

I’m sorry.

“Hehe guys. It would have been nice if you knew my deep meaning.”

“iced coffee!”

“also!”

“Lord…”

Everyone looked up at Jinmu, who stood up and looked at the distant mountain like a master who had attained enlightenment, with expressions about to cry at any moment.

“Heh heh guys.”

Jinmu, who finished the interlude scam with a big smile and shook his head, suddenly looked away… “….

” “

.

Just met this

And as soon as a word passed through his mind, Jinmu’s face changed from the image of an enlightened guru to that of a vicious murderer who had just sent away several people.

Oh, come to think of it, what did you say half a day ago?

what is wickedness

How’s the fever?

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