The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Jinmu was admired, but not particularly externally.

“Dad, what’s wrong with you, anyway? The elders who come out didn’t look bright.”

She speaks informally to her father, too.

You’re 50 years apart.

When the party was asked, the party shook its head.

“What’s the problem? I was scolded for failing to deal with the slightest difference.”

“Because of them?”

“Don’t ask me any more questions. It’s not good to have guests.”

When the party members noticed, Dang Se-ryeong pouted her mouth.

“I think he’s mad at the customer. From what I can hear outside.”

“No, I just felt that the rat herd had given a reasonable scolding to the lazy elders.”

“…….”

Jin-moo took the teacup to his mouth with an insignificant expression and had a strange look.

“A rat? What made you think that?”

“Do you want an answer?”

“……”

Let’s just look at Jinmu

said quietly.

“The original rat is a weak little thing. But if you neglect it because it’s annoying, you’ll gnaw at the grain. Also, the number increases in an instant by beating three babies, so I don’t think we should let it go, even if it’s annoying.”

In Jinmu’s answer, a happy smile was built around the mouth of the party.

That’s right.

Those who entered Sacheon now were just rats because they were in the party. The reason for pressing the elders was the same as Jinmu’s answer, even though he could show generosity and leave it in moderation.

He thought it was insignificant, but the number of injuries was insufficient, resulting in death. This alone was a great loss to the reputation of the party.

You can just skip it once, but you will continue to let it go because you are hiding in the realm of other literary circles Those who have sinned in the village will act the same way as if it were a lifeline.

‘He’s actually a funny guy.’

It’s simple logic.

However, it is only possible for those who have experienced it because they are above others to think deeply about it.

This is because it is directly related to the pride of a family.

For example, don’t even the elders of the Dang family now consider it insignificant?

“You don’t look like a shaman’s master.”

“Me? No way. I’m a great disciple of the shaman.”

The party grinned at Jinmu, who looked ridiculous. Indeed, he was a curious talent.

Has anyone ever heard so deeply in his heart in such a short time?

How did a shaman raise such a man?

I thought I wanted to get a little closer to Jinmu.

“Then, would you like to stay and be a cat that catches a rat for a while?”

“Me?”

“Why not?”

“It’s going to be quite expensive, isn’t it?”

“Don’t ignore the wealth of the party.”

Jinmu smirked at the playful expression of the party.

Well, I’ve been feeding my daughter that expensive herb every morning.

“Well, unfortunately, I’m a master. It doesn’t move with money.”

“It doesn’t look like that.”

“That’s often the misunderstanding. But it is strictly forbidden in the private sector to injure the birth.”

“Oh, my daughter was pretty damaged yesterday.”

“It’s one thing to pick a fight first. Fortunately, it was smooth in the morning And crucially, what are all cats? I don’t intend to be raised in other people’s homes.”

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I thought it only made me feel curious, but there was a lot of pressure.

I thought it was a waste to rot as a Taoist.

“Ha ha! I made a big mistake again.”

“That’s all right. Don’t tell me that Danga will borrow someone else’s cat’s hand to catch a rat in his house You must have just said something to flatter me.”

“You’re pretty quick to sense, hahaha!”

Dang Se-ryeong frowned and tilted his head at the words that came and went between Jinmu and Dangdang.

What the hell is a rat and what is a cat.

Besides, has his father ever laughed like that?

It was an expression that he had never shown to his eldest brother and owner of a cow.

“By the way, you stopped by Manbyeongdang in the morning?”

“You’re quick to hear.”

“There’s very little you can avoid my eyes in this house. How did it go with what you wanted to help?”

“Yes.”

“I’m glad it worked out.”

Jinmu answered moderately and looked at the party. I asked but didn’t ask what kind of help I received.

If you knew you had stopped by Manbyeongdang, it was clear that you already knew the reason for getting help and the conclusion.

It’s not anywhere else, but it’s a shrine house with the eyes of the party members everywhere.

“By the way, what brings you here?”

“I’m going to leave now that I’ve been helped and I’ve had a good rest for the first time in a while.”

“Huh? Already?”

“Yes.”

“Well, instead of staying for a while and having a drink.”

“Drinking?”

The suggestion of a drink tempted me, but I smiled awkwardly when I saw the spirit next to me.

“I’ll just accept your heart because it’s being marked.”

“Oh, can you just accept my heart?” Just stay one more night. I won’t catch you anymore.”

“Well.”

Jin-moo slightly frowned at the party’s request and nodded his head while making an agonizing look.

“If you do, I’ll stay one more night.”

“I see. Go ahead.”

Jinmu and Dangwi finished their conversation by emptying their teacups

“Daddy.”

“What?”

“I’m coming with you.”

“What?”

At the words of Tang Se-ryeong, Dang made an absurd face, and Jinmu’s face was frowned upon.

It was really a stubborn personality.

“I’m going to follow the Jinmu stamp.”

“……..”

What else is this crazy daughter talking about? Do you know what the signs of the monks mean?

“Hey, daughter, the marker. It’s a journey of asceticism to the masters. I don’t know how long it’ll take, what kind of trouble it’ll go through.”

“I’m going.”

“No, that’s…”

“Don’t worry, I’m fine. I’ll be back in the middle if I’m too tired.”

The party was not worried about the ruling party but the truth. She’s a daughter who won’t hurt in her eyes. But isn’t the father himself the best to know that he is so selfish to a troublemaker?

“I’m going to go, so know that’s it.”

“….”

The party members frowned and sighed and shook their heads.

Maybe he became interested in Jinmu. No, it was the first time I showed this much interest in a man.

She was already old enough to have a wedding due to the custom of the Dangga, but she was a daughter who had dumped so many marriages until now because there was no man in her eyes.

But even so, what do we do?

His opponent is a shaman’s master.

Unlike other Buddhist texts, shamans knew they could not marry unless excommunicated.

‘Tsk tsk, I can’t help but wait to get tired of my glue.

The party was well aware of her daughter’s stubbornness. I could tell how determined she was now, let alone by the look on her face.

He might have gone mad, saying, “I’ll volunteer if I say no.”

Don’t you already have a few experiences?

[I’m sorry]

[….]

[If you can afford it, try to take it off as soon as you step out.]

[All right]

I was going to do that anyway. Jinmu and the party secretly exchanged electronic sounds without the party’s knowledge.

***

The next morning.

Jinmu, who had been drinking all night, woke up late.

My head was about to ache from a hangover as I was introduced to the children of Danga who had returned from a trip the night before.

Didn’t he come?

I wondered when Dang Se-ryeong did not bother me because he came in the early morning like yesterday.

Well, I’m glad you don’t come.

Jinmu, who smirked, opened the door in preparation for leaving Dangga

“Eat and go.”

“….”

Dang Se-ryeong brought a meal with a quarrel.

“What’s this?”

“Hangover soup.”

“Ah… But why?”

“Did you think our family would send our guests without breakfast? I’m more of a woman than I thought.”

Let’s say so.

The smell of hangover soup made my stomach boil because of the alcohol I had drank all night.

“Thank you.”

“What do you mean, I’ll do it more often from now on.”

Often? You’re talking nonsense.

Jinmu dismissed the words of Tang Se-ryeong as nonsense and had a sip of hangover soup.

“Oh!”

It’s good.

“I’m a woman who also took bridal lessons.”

I thought it was quite good to see him smiling while drinking medicinal herbs.

Jinmu, who emptied the hangover soup into the soup, greeted me feeling comfortable.

“You’re done eating.”

“It’s better than I thought.”

At Jinmu’s words, an insidious smile formed around the mouth of Tang Se-ryeong.

Are you trying to follow me now?

“Let’s go, I’ll see you to the front door.”

“Oh? Oh, yeah.” Jin-moo, who grimly looked at the unexpected response, tilted his head.

It’s too easy

Didn’t you say you’d follow me yesterday?

Well, I’ll take it off if you follow me, so it doesn’t matter

As soon as he left the main gate, Jinmu glanced back. The ruling party had a big smile.

I don’t know why, but you look happy.

Yeah, I like it a lot.

Jinmu turned slightly and raised his hand lightly.

“What the hell are you not doing? You want me to clap my hands?

Dang Se-ryeong tilted his head with rude words, but Jin-moo smiled as if he had not heard it.

“Hello.”

“…?”

a slightly curved leg

(Singing!

The folded thigh swells like it’s going to explode.

Jinmu will smash all the energy of Danjeon into the Yongcheon Stream.

“Bye!”

Huh? What?

Green onion… Shh, shh, shh.

As Jinmu twisted his body in surprise, the bent legs unfolded and the pile of dirt that was about to bounce became quiet.

a beaming wave of hands

“Are you not following me?”

The party secretary just laughed.

He was waving his hands as if he were really seeing him off.

Well, she’s a woman you never know.

Why is there such a mysterious personality?

I would have asked for a horse if I knew this would happen.

Jin-moo walked slowly with a completely steaming look.

When his back completely disappeared,

“Well, shall we go now?”

Dang Se-ryeong grinned and shot out in the direction of Jinmu’s disappearance.

And,

The party was looking at the back of Tang Se-ryeong disappearing far away on the wall.

“What did you take?”

“It’s a metaphor and memorization of many things, including Cheonjambo, Pidokju, Heavy Rain, Simsa, Yuhon, and Yeomwangso.”

Well, she’s got all the treasure from the Tang family.”

“And he also stopped by the Man-dokjeon.”

“What if it’s a comic book?”

The party frowned.

After hearing that it was a comic book war, I knew what he took.

“You put it in Hangover Soup, right?”

“Yes.”

“Damn it.”

The party leader shook his head and said.

“Excuse me.”

“Yes.”

“Follow me secretly. Don’t get caught, just watch.”

“I see.”

“We’ll have to keep a distance of more than fifty pages. He’s pretty good.”

“Yes.”

With the answer, the appeal of the party disappeared silently.

Wheezing.

Standing on the wall where the flag constantly fluttered in the strong wind, the party took a deep breath.

“I’m sorry. I’ve been bothering you unintentionally.”

What can I do?

She’s the only daughter I have, and she’s responsible for raising a child in the middle of the world and getting worse habits.