Episode 8 The Energy of Death (4)
Hyehwadang the residence of Mrs. Seok the godfather.
Mrs. Seok who was sitting with her chin daintily resting on the backs of her hands looked at the woman with her suspicious eyes.
She was a woman with a very strange aura.
Even if you look at her a lot she is young enough to look like she is around 22 or 23.
Although she was somewhat heavy perhaps because one of her eyes was white she gave off an aura that was difficult to mess with.
She said ‘If it weren’t for those eerie white eyes the men would have been quite charmed.’
Baek Ahn was quite annoying.
The guard next to her Musa Hoang seemed to feel the same way as she slightly frowned.
She was that unique.
But what on earth is that on that shoulder?
She was wearing a robe made of woven cow skin and oak tree branches.
Usually something like that was used to enable trained squirrels or sea vultures to sit on their feet with their claws.
But she had no birds.
No there isn’t even a smell.
She was wondering and she said to herself as the woman pretended to stroke her bare hand over her bare breasts.
“are you okay. “I’ll be out soon.”
Seeing her like that Mrs. Seok clicked her tongue inside her.
She said ‘It’s hard to see a proper human being among the radiants.’
Why is it that she is less trustworthy than the messenger called Myoshin who came last time?
Since she reported the news about the dead Myoshin she thought that Gwiyeonggak a group of radiators from Mongseong would send a more outstanding person which she was very dissatisfied with.
However she said it without showing it.
She said “Did you say Sak (朔)?”
“yes.”
“…If it’s not rude may I ask your age? “But you look younger than you look.”
“Age doesn’t matter.”
“great. “I guess I can’t reveal it.”
“I’m nineteen.”
“yes?”
This was younger than expected.
She said there were no terms and conditions.
After learning that the woman named Sac was young the guard Hoang cautiously intervened.
“Shall I request Gwiyeonggak again?”
At her words Sak stood up without a word.
Then she held out her hand and said
At this the guard warrior Hoang frowned and asked.
“What are those hands?”
“Please pay the horse fee.”
“…What did you do to get paralyzed?”
“It wasn’t because we destroyed it it was because they destroyed it.”
“It’s not a breach.”
“Because it was a replacement for the dispatched radiologist the penalty was deducted and only the geomavi fee was requested.”
“…..”
It wasn’t just the atmosphere that was unpleasant.
She said making Mrs. Seok snort at her as if she was being taken aback.
“We have maintained a good relationship with each other since our parents’ family but this incident is difficult to tolerate. “A young friend who was not even able to meet the terms of an incident so serious that the radiologist you sent him died of necrosis…”
“Bangsa Myoshin is my priest.”
“yes?”
Mrs. Seok frowned at Sak’s words.
Looking at Myoshin she was middle-aged and looked like she had been practicing martial arts for many years.
A woman named Haney Sak is at most only nineteen years old.
But Bangsa Myoshin is a priest?
Sak said to her puzzlement.
“The Bangsa will receive six levels of titles depending on his skills. From the top it is divided into the following ways. Myoshin priests are now at the lowest level Bangsu (方輸) having completed five years.”
“The lowest level?”
As Mrs. Seok knew Bangsa Myoshin was quite a renowned Bangsa in Mongseong.
But he is the lowest level radiologist?
“Then what about you?”
“It’s abandonment.”
It was the fourth of six titles and he was two levels higher than Myoshin.
Mrs. Seok looked at her for a moment at her words.
She still looked young and her strangely bold and arrogant attitude was annoying but if this was true she would be better than Myoshin if not worse.
“lady. “I’ll go back again…”
-Sigh!
Mrs. Seok held out her hand interrupting the escort to speak.
“great. “I will leave the work to you.”
“lady?”
“I hear that this master has good skills. Let’s take a look.”
I decided to leave it to you for now.
If you fail anyway the silver coin will harden just like it did during Myoshin.
And there is a reason to protest against Gwiyeonggak.
Mrs. Seok stood up from her seat.
“I have something to show you so follow me.”
With those words she went outside and led the way to a warehouse-like place located behind Hyehwadang.
When I entered there there was another door and the servant who was waiting opened the door and lit a lamp.
-Howling!
As she entered Mrs. Seok covered her nose with her sleeve.
It was because of the terrible stench.
She pointed to her body where Mrs. Seok had covered her hands with a blanket leaving only her feet exposed.
“It’s Myo Bangsa’s body.”
The identity of the body was that of a dead Myosin.
She made it look like she had burned it but she was the one who hid it so that others could call and see it.
-Jump jump jump!
Sak approached the body of the dead Myoshin.
And he took off her mat.
“Priest.”
Sak stared at the face of the dead Myoshin with trembling eyes.
Although it is said that there is no great affection among the monks the death of someone they knew was bound to be unpleasant.
Her wife Seok asked her.
“How do you think he died?”
A straightforward question.
She answered this question in a low tone.
“A cause of death is not determined by what is seen. “She only listens to the dead.”
-Sigh!
Then she brought her hand to the face of the dead Myosin.
Seeing this Lady Seok and the guard Hoang frowned and slightly turned their heads.
If asked to touch a foul-smelling corpse with their bare hands they did not have the confidence to do so.
Sak touched Myoshin’s face and closed his eyes.
And then
-Good! Good!
She made a hand sign with her left hand.
‘Dog(皆)! Fight! ‘Before!’
The outsider who stays out and the infantryman who follows.
Sak who created the hand seal of the Gujahwalbeop recited something in a low voice.
“Three-person naming method. The Northern Emperor gave me authority. So reveal everything you have experienced. “Benefit rate ordinance.”
The atmosphere was unusual.
The air seemed to become heavy.
What on earth are they doing?
Lady Seok and her escort Musa Hoang also stood there holding their breath watching her.
Soon a strange sight appeared before their eyes.
-Purrrrr!
‘!?’
The dead Myoshin’s entire body began to tremble alone.
‘Poetry body on its own?’
He was so surprised that his guard Hoang covered his mouth and took a step back without realizing it.
On the other hand Mrs. Seok only frowned at this sight and was not overly frightened.
Rather since I was not closely watching the process of magic being performed I just focused on how it was done.
“Clear everything. Salary benefit rate…..”
-closely!
Sak bit his lip and his expression distorted for a moment.
‘As expected.’
It did not exceed expectations.
As Sak pulled the left hand holding the beast the dead Myoshin’s mouth opened and closed.
After that the movement became quiet.
Sak opened his eyes and took the seal on his left hand.
“What happened?”
Sak said nothing to that question.
Then he opened his eyes took his hand away and opened his mouth.
“I asked the priest.”
“Ask? Even if a dead person really answers….”
“It can’t be. I don’t answer directly unless the soul remains in the bag.”
“…..”
Are you kidding me?
Didn’t he clearly ask?
As if he had read her thoughts Sak continued her conversation.
“Every dead person has traces of them.”
“evidence?”
“There are spiritual traces left in the body of a body less than 49 days after death. “If you wake up the traces you can see how the owner of the white coat met his death.”
“Then did you see who did it?”
“I couldn’t see it.”
“What do you mean? “Just now it was definitely 49 days ago…”
“When a person loses his or her life by murder only fragments of the last moments remain making it difficult to confirm exactly how the person died no matter how excellent the broadcaster.”
‘horror….’
The last part of Bangsa Myoshin that she saw was extremely terrifying.
The impact made her bite her lip hard.
This in itself was nothing special.
But would a human being living as a radiation be scared to this extent just because he was killed?
Of course if it was a Hwangryeong-level vengeful spirit it might have been difficult to handle with just the title of Bangsu (方輸) so it could be possible.
Mrs. Seok asked.
“…So you’re saying we can’t know anything?”
“That’s not it.”
“What do you mean no?”
“Death by murder is ultimately death by strangeness. “If you see that the blood vessels on the body are raised in such an ugly way it is not an ordinary vengeful spirit.”
Mrs. Seok’s eyes became sharp at those words.
It was this advantage that she had her doubts about.
“Are you saying it’s true that death like this was caused by a monster?”
“yes. “It is a very strong vengeful spirit.”
“It was like that too. That’s what the kid did. “Ahhhh.”
I got the answer I wanted.
In other words that guy Mok Gyeong-un used the monster to kill Bang Bang Myoshin and even threatened the life of his maid So-hwa.
As everything became clear my teeth trembled.
How is it that he even has a vengeful spirit like this to help him?
Mrs. Seok spoke harshly in her voice filled with anger.
“We can solve it right?”
Sak responded to her question.
“It is possible if you promise one thing clearly.”
“What is that?”
“Not all monsters are the same. Vengeful spirits are the opposite of health so they cannot be manipulated as food spirits in the first place. Therefore it must be seen that it was eventually written.”
“So?”
“If what was said in the request is correct that Confucius named Mok Gyeong-un may have already lost his soul after being robbed of his spirit by a monster. Taking this into account during the commanding ceremony…..”
Mrs. Seok cut her off due to the complicated explanation.
“Just get to the point.”
“…The probability of death is very high. “Is that okay?”
The corners of Mrs. Seok’s mouth slightly turned up at Sak’s words.
She was rather wishing for it.
“It doesn’t matter.”
Seeing her like this made her laugh inwardly.
It is truly ridiculous that even members of the same family covet each other’s life for the sake of competition for succession.
She said it was none of her business.
She took a wooden dagger from her belt made of leather belts.
“What are you trying to do?”
“First we will return the killing to weaken the vengeful spirit and the host.”
“How?”
“Being hit by a reverse attack is such an excruciating pain that you want to die. “Let’s watch.”
-Sigh!
Sak took out an amulet from her arms.
In her talisman
[逆(reverse)]
It was written in red ink.
She wrapped it around a dagger made of wood and without hesitation drove it into the chest of Bangsamyo God who soon died.
-Poof!
“North Jesha Ojihwabuta dating salary regulation!”
(The Northern Emperor has given me land to use a talisman against evil spirits. I must act quickly according to his orders.)
-Wood-dud-dud-duk!
At that moment the body of the dead Bangsa Myoshin twisted.
* * *
-Whoa. Damn sentient being.
Smoke flowed from Cheongnyeong’s red lips.
She did her luck and glared at her neck with a disapproving look on her face.
What exactly is that guy?
If the fortune goes against you it is normal to suffer from a curse become incapacitated or die.
However morale the energy of death is gathering.
It could be said that those who are affected by or can sense fraud are the dead that is vengeful spirits like themselves.
However Mok Gyeong-un is a living human being.
Is this possible?
-….Living humans attract the energy of death.
It was an unprecedented sight.
But I don’t know yet.
Since it was an unknown territory that no living human had ever been to it was difficult to guarantee that by gathering energy one would be able to treat it with good fortune and treat it like the energy of health.
Dealing with the energy of death was literally like entering the realm of the dead.
-Whoa.
I was curious about her blood-red eyes that were emitting thick smoke.
Can a living human really collect and control the energy of death?
This was quite interesting and stimulating.
however
-Sneaking!
One of Qing Ling’s eyebrows raised as he was looking at her neck cultivation.
-What about this?
Cheongryeong gazed towards the northeast.
Then the demonic monk soon became startled looked towards the northeast and immediately blocked the way as if he was protecting Mokgyeongun who was gathering his morale.
The demon’s eyes were tense.
at that moment
-Park!
The demon grabbed his chest and soon his body was pushed back.
-Chrrrrrr!
Ma Seung crossed his arms and his expression distorted as if he was under great pressure.
-Papa pa pa pa paak!
Wounds appeared here and there on the Demon Monk’s large body.
Even the veins were sprouting out hideously.
Then the eyelids of Mok Gyeong-un who was concentrating on the retrograde fortune with his eyes closed fluttered.
If she continues like this she will be killed.
Seeing this Cheongnyeong’s blood-red eyes darkened.
-How dare an insignificant sentient being.
-Sarak!
As if the spirit on her ceiling was flapping its wings she came down lightly.
Then she swung her stick towards the flying point and parted her red lips.
-Get out.
-Sssshhhh!
As soon as those words were finished the gray smoke flowing from the demon’s wounds gathered together and rushed toward the northeast.
* * *
-Poof! Sigh! Sigh!
Sak is stabbing the body with a wooden dagger wrapped with an amulet while making a hand sign with his left hand.
Mrs. Seok’s body trembled as if she felt a strange joy from seeing Sak like this.
I couldn’t get over my excitement thinking that that devilish guy would be in pain because of that.
‘more! more! ‘Be in pain.’
-Poof! Sigh!
When I see a dead body I feel completely relieved.
Sak who had been stabbing her body now raised his dagger to stab the dead Myosin between the eyes.
It was that moment.
-Paang!
Sak’s body was thrown backwards and soon hit the warehouse wall.
-bang!
“evil!”
Sak who hit the wall let out a groan and dropped the dagger.
As she dropped her dagger she looked at her own palm and saw that it was burning in the form of her dagger as if she had been burned.
-Gurgling!
Then black blood came out of her mouth.
“Sak Bang!”
Surprised her wife Seok supported her.
She suddenly found it difficult to understand what this meant.
“Why are you doing this?”
“……”
Sak had no answer to her question.
The sudden shock she received was so great that her five organs and six organs were suffering from distortion.
‘Reversal…returning the reversal…’
Two differently colored eyes trembled.
This was a completely unexpected situation.
Something horrifyingly evil and powerful intervened along the way.
‘…It’s not at the level of the Emperor.’
It was a higher-ranking vengeful spirit.
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