The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 146

The war is over, but the horrors remain.

A broken building needs to be rebuilt, and the spilled blood needs to be wiped away, but the miserable memories do not disappear and are deeply embedded in the heart like broken thorns, leaving their existence even as time passes.

Because it is just an intangible thorn, it only becomes numb and fades as time passes.

Due to Li Kangbaek’s attack, dozens of Kunlun’s disciples who fought against them became deceased on the battlefield. They, who could not even erect a mortuary tablet because of the tradition, became a lump in the hearts of the remaining disciples.

If they are like that, how terrible would it be for the grassroots who didn’t even do anything wrong?

Those who survived the death that came like a red bean in the middle of the night must carry that terrible memory on their back for a long time, perhaps for the rest of their lives.

Before their deaths, what Jinmu remembers was a 12-year-old boy.

After the fight with the Demonic Cult, he stopped by Yangfeng to return to Kunlun.

It wasn’t particularly bloody, and it wasn’t that they had a long-standing relationship, but seeing the wreckage of the collapsed building made me feel sad.

Could it be because of Dodong’s memories that still linger in Jinmu’s head?

It was obvious that this would happen, so I hadn’t made any connections with people in the past.

The Sapas were like that.

Those who form a family and set up a faction, like members of a political faction, care for each other like brothers, share joy, and grieve over death.

However, the Sapa people who have united for their own success are different. Everyday life is a war and a battle.

This is also similar to the Demonic Cult.

That’s why even if someone dies next to you, it’s enough as long as you do well.

There was no room for sadness or regret. It’s because I’ve lived like that and I’m used to it.

The person next to you today might get stabbed and die somewhere tomorrow.

How will he bear the sorrow and how will he avenge his death?

That’s why Jinmu also didn’t have a separate relationship.

There were people who followed him, but only Chun Woo-myeong and one or two people were loyal to him. Jinmu didn’t want more than that and was comfortable with it.

He lived thoroughly thinking only of his own life and his own gain.

However, there was a person who came down after becoming a sapaecheonju.

Do not kill non-Murim people even if they harm them. In particular, those who killed women and children were severely punished in any case. And if it wasn’t that, I didn’t care what to do.

Because Sapa are such people.

Those who are crazy about gambling, drinking, and coveting other people’s things.

“Jinmu Dojo. If you do, we will return to the mountain first.”

Ungeom, who came with him, said to Jinmu, who was looking at the collapsed Hyeonporu in Yangpung.

“yes. I will stay a little longer and go back.”

“Um… so.”

Ungeom hurriedly left Yangpung with the Samcheong Swordsmen.

It was because the investigation of the party disguised as Bang Yu-cheok was urgent, and the treatment of the injured disciples, including Unam, was also necessary.

After they left, Jinmu let out a deep sigh.

Except for Kunlun, Hyeonporu is the only place in Cheonghae where the memory of Jinmu remains.

I’ll have to buy you a drink.

The nerdy little boy wouldn’t drink, but I wanted to comfort him by sprinkling it on the collapsed Hyeonporu.

“Damn, what kind of blueprint is this?”

Jinmu angrily kicked a stone on the floor and turned to get a drink.

However, because of the demonic cult’s attack, there was no place to open the door.

The shock must have been great. It would have been the first time something like this had happened to them. Even if there were fights every day, they would have been small.

Officials were roaming about with ferocious spirit as they dealt with the scene of the incident, and people, all of them, were clearing out the remains of collapsed buildings.

Did you go around five guesthouses? I was able to find a place that was barely open.

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What the hell is getting a bottle of alcohol so hard… Huh?

multiples multiples multiples.

A familiar guy drags a familiar horse past the entrance of an alley.

uh???

Jinmu stopped as if frozen in place.

I quickly rubbed my eyes, wondering if I was seeing something wrong.

“…Now, did you see it wrong?”

there was nothing.

I think it must have been that kid….

Maybe a ghost?

Goosebumps rise.

“Muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuyangsubul…”

As he unknowingly chanted Doho, his pounding heart calmed down a bit.

that’s right what a ghost It must be the so-called afterimage of memory. You’re not a fortune teller, are you seeing a ghost?

No, among the tricks masters learn, there is a magic trick. It is to drive away evil spirits by using a talisman.

But you didn’t learn the law separately? Could it be that you can see ghosts as your internal energy increases?

Damn Dao is like internal energy. If it was going to have this effect, you should have told me in advance.

Jinmu, just in case, ran like the wind in search of the horse and the boy’s fantasy.

swish swish!

I searched all the way to the crossroads, but there was none.

“As expected…”

The afterimage was clear. Jinmu finally let out a sigh of relief and wiped his chest.

I thought I had unlocked my ability to see real ghosts.

Well, there is nothing strange about it. After all, aren’t you a ghost yourself?

Hyukryeonmugang ghost who was absorbed in Jinmu’s body.

Anxiety ran through my body along with the thoughts.

“Su-sul, lion-sul. i’m tired i’m tired Let’s finish it quickly and go up to Kunlun.”

Jimmu shook his head and entered the inn at a quick pace.

I buy alcohol and go back to Hyeonporu as if I’m being chased, but I see familiar things from afar.

Fuck this! Am I really seeing ghosts?

Moreover, the boy and the horse ghost were approaching him.

At that moment, I couldn’t see anything around me.

My heart beats and my limbs lose strength.

No, scissors should only be pressed when sleeping.

“Innumerable numbers of numbers, number of numbers, numbers of numbers, number of numbers.”

Jinmu hurriedly closed his eyes and started chanting Doho.

“Do… buy… ni… im…?”

Oh please don’t stretch it like that!

I’m not afraid of the living, but I’m afraid of ghosts!

Jinmu unknowingly sat down and memorized Doho frantically.

Ah, this boy died for no reason and became a vengeful ghost. That’s how it happened.

please go I haven’t done anything wrong to you

They gave me a lot of iron coins and gave me a silver bullet…

Are you sure it’s because of me?

it’s not that. I bought alcohol like this because I wanted to comfort your soul. I didn’t mean to drink. Really.

Jinmu closed his eyes tightly and together with Doho memorized everything he knew, even the ghost-casting ritual.

“hey!”

What do ghosts say?

But it’s a woman’s voice. It’s also very familiar.

“…”

When he opened his eyes carefully, he saw a woman staring blankly at him along with the boy.

Are you all in this age?

Why is this year all of a sudden? died this year?

Jinmu appeared in front of him, put both hands on his waist and stared at Dang Se-ryeong with a dumbfounded expression.

“You met this kid well. I asked for help!”

“…”

He also curses hard.

What I thought was fantasy all along was shattered and quickly returned to reality.

“Do you know how much trouble I suffered because of you?”

why is it because of me

By any chance, then that child isn’t a ghost either?

Jinmu grabbed the reins and turned his head to the boy who was staring at him curiously.

“Are you alive?”

“…yes?”

More question marks appeared on the boy’s face.

“What bullshit? Is he alive or dead?”

“ah! You live. Haa…”

Jinmu exhaled a long breath, feeling that his stiff limbs were loosening.

thank god. I almost thought it was a real ghost and even excused myself on the main street.

“What a pair! do you hear me? He hasn’t been able to move in his room for days since he was taken away by Dad because you didn’t help!”

You got caught a little longer, didn’t you?

I haven’t come back to my senses yet, but this bitch grabs me by the collar and shakes me wildly, making my head dizzy.

stop it stop it

“By the way, you’re locked in a room, how did you escape?”

“Poisoned.”

“Do poison? To the party warriors?”

To Jinmu’s surprise, Dang Se-ryeong nodded as if it were natural.

Oh, what an insane asshole.

How could I be so proud of myself after poisoning the warriors of my family?

“I’m going to have a hard time.”

In the meantime, it’s like laughing evilly.

Jinmu shook his head as if he was fed up with it.

“But how else do you know this place?”

“huh? did you forget?”

“what?”

“Chuhyanggo.”

“ah! Manli Chujonghyang!”

Nod.

damn i forgot

That you’ll never get out of this damn bitch unless you kill it.

“Did you miss me anyway?”

“why me?”

“Why? She is my future wife.”

I’m still insane.

Suddenly thinking about the past, Jinmu burst into anger.

“hey!”

“It’s a surprise! Why are you screaming and making a fuss!”

“What did you say to Cheongsang and Cheongwoo! A sister-in-law? Why are you a mother-in-law?”

“I heard you.”

Dang Se-ryeong rolls her eyes and smiles.

Oh did you hear Is that all there is to a reaction?

Where does this make up words like that to ruin the future of a prosperous guru?

And what? Did you spend the night together?

“why? no?”

hate.

“Though the guru also got married. I know everything. I heard there are quite a few married disciples in Hwasan.”

Our shaman absolutely forbids this bitch!

“They say shamans are forbidden?”

“…”

“Don’t worry. Would the grown-ups of the monks object to the fact that a brilliant, intelligent, and beautiful woman like me would marry me?”

He’s rolling around the flower field again alone. Who is brilliant, who is intelligent, and who is beautiful?

haha let’s not talk It’s just a mess in my head.

“By the way, the Demonic Cult attacked?”

“okay.”

“Bastards. If you want to fight, go somewhere else and do damage to the poor people.”

“I know.”

“Anyway, these guys should never be in midfield.”

Yes, you would die if Bukri Docheon heard that.

Anyway, thanks to Dang Se-ryeong’s lively fucking, my mind became a little clearer.

“But how do you two know each other?”

“Who is Daewoong?”

The boy’s name must have been Daewoong.

When Jinmu nodded, Dang Se-ryeong smiled and replied.

“Actually…”

It was the day before that, when Jinmoo was fighting the Demonic Cultists.

Dang Se-ryeong, who was able to escape Tang after leaving for Hubei Province in pursuit of those called Samgungju, immediately pursued Jinmu.

As she said, it seemed that it was easy to find because of Chuhyanggo and Mallichujonghyang.

When he arrived at Cheonghaeseong in search of Jinmu, he found a boy dragging a horse with a blood.

“Did you keep pulling the horse?”

“…That’s not the case, I thought I should return it to the master, so I met a lady on the way to Kunlun.”

Did you mean to give it back?

Seeing people die, I must have been shocked.

The little guy is quite faithful.

“Anyway, this guy’s horse was sick and while he was at the stables, Hyeonporu was attacked, so he seems to have escaped harm.”

“ah!”

thank god.

It’s a pity that the other person died, but it’s good that this guy is alive anyway.

Jinmu patted the boy’s head, feeling the boy’s feelings conveyed from his gloomy expression.

How big of a shock and hurt it must have been to a young mind.