Novel Path of The Shaman Chapter 509

Episode 9

Un-yeon, with a sword on her waist and a pack on her shoulder, stared blankly at the shaman’s sanmun.

The process of getting out of the pyoju was literally a breeze.

Have you had a lot of votes in the meantime?

Emergency medicine, camping supplies, and everything you need are packed like a man without wasting space.

Besides, when I went to say hello to Jaso Palace, they just told me to have a good trip without a word of advice

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This isn’t a trip down town. It’s an official mark!

A disciple who has just received a teaching name is leaving for a long way, are you not worried?

who wants a lot?

It would be nice if you could give me some warnings! If the first speech hurts your mouth, at least that bastard’s salary rate?

Why the hell are you so generally insincere!

I will throw away the garbage more carefully than this!

Is it only My mood is almost rippled, but the ignorant prose student waved his hand eagerly to say goodbye.

To be unnecessarily bright… What to do if you get attached to it…

So, what was the goal of Pyoju?

‘Go to the volcano.’

That was all.

It was so absurd that they threw only place names without end and bottom, so when I asked why, the answer that came back was even more spectacle.

what? do you know if

These bastards are really…

they’re not feeding people, they’re all messing around with their fists!

If you send it, I can’t tell you what to do!

Do you treat your damn children so badly?

Come on, let’s see.

I will definitely later decorate this Wudang Mountain with your heads.

As he grinded his teeth, his head drooped, and as he moved his steps weakly, there was a clicking sound from the belt on the other side of the sword.

It was a bag filled with silver coins that Jinheo, the owner of the Wonhwa Palace, handed over to him to avoid going hungry.

Crazy guys… why are they giving so much money that they don’t even need?

In the meantime, use it as much as you want, and if necessary, find a battlefield, give the name of a shaman, and write it again?

Do you drink and eat something delicious?

It seems that those who practice swords in the mountains live a very overspending life.

Teaching a student who has just entered the country to be extravagant… It

was a shame that he was accustomed to being frugal.

Fortunately, the night before, I stopped by Jangseo-gak and borrowed the Heart of Conscience.

Originally, it was strictly prohibited to take out without permission, so I memorized to die all night.

In addition, after selecting the key lines and secretly transcribing them, I was filled with pride even though I was tired.

It was a martial art that had to be mastered by self-study anyway.

Wouldn’t it be impossible to visit and teach Jinmu who said he had achieved greatness?

Still, it’s kind of round…

well, anyway, if you think about it, it might be a good thing to come out of the pyoju.

Because you can escape from the eyes of the shamans.

From now on, you will be able to use the Mukryonggi to your heart’s content, and you will be able to spend time learning Yang’s Heart Gong without paying attention.

Because the stupid guru didn’t even set a time period to come back.

cororok.

“…”

As if they were driven out in the morning, they came down from the mountain in a hurry, and the ship sends a signal like a full moon.

Suddenly, the words of Chung-woo, who saw him off like dawn, came to mind.

“Did you say Haewolgak?”

An all-you-can-eat restaurant located near the Danjiang-gu waterway.

the moon on the sea.

Dreaming of the sea while on land, the owner seemed to have really great aspirations.

Anyway, it’s the biggest and most famous restaurant in the area, so didn’t I make sure to stop by?

I heard that they have been in a sisterhood relationship with a shaman for a long time….

“Chureub…”

My mouth watered at the thought of something to eat out of hunger.

okay. let’s go go

Is there no one who will say something about eating a big meal?

* * *

“Wow!”

What the hell is this all about?

Un-yeon could not close his gaping mouth.

It was truly enormous.

Even the main building alone has four floors, and there are two more buildings around it.

Compared to other buildings nearby, it felt like being alone in another world.

“Annit!”

Un-yeon tilted her head and looked at the roof, forgetting about hunger for a while, but Jeom So-yi, who was sweeping the outside and preparing to welcome guests, saw him with a surprised expression.

what? why?

Is it because I’m drooling?

Like a country boy?

Unyeon quickly wiped the drool on his sleeve and pretended to be calm, but Jeom Soi threw a bush saribi and jumped into the main base.

what? isn’t it me

Even if I can’t see anything…

Un-Yeon turns his head around,

puzzled…

“….”

I hear a loud crashing sound…

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Suddenly, the front door of Haewolgak opens as if it were about to break open, and a group of people jump out and turn their heads.

“There he is!”

When someone shouted and pointed at fate with a finger, the people who ran out rushed with serious expressions.

What is it? What?

Surprised by the sudden situation, Un-yeon unknowingly grabbed the sword at her waist.

“Come on!”

“…”

A fat middle-aged man came running with his silk clothes fluttering along with the dust wind, politely putting his hands together and folding his waist at a right angle.

“Come on!”

The men who came out following the roaring dock sighed and bowed.

“…”

I was surprised.

Why did you say hello in such an aggressive way at some kind of inn?

“How did you take all these precious steps, Master?”

“…”

“Come on in. I will serve you.”

The virtuous man who had greeted me in front of me quickly stepped aside, bent down, and stretched out his hand toward the door.

“What are you doing! Hurry up and accept the burden of the nobleman!”

“yes!”

“…”

Unexpectedly, Unyeon was completely distracted by the turmoil.

You say that you don’t even have a charge-type greeting, so you have to help with your luggage?

Why is he doing this when he is neither an eighty-year-old old man nor a high official?

“Come on. hurry.”

“…”

When the man smiled again and suggested, Un-yeon hesitated and opened his mouth.

“No, I… How?”

“Aren’t you a shaman master?”

“That’s true, but…”

“That’s right.”

“…”

What do you mean?

Please explain what this means! explain!

“Is this your first visit?”

“What yes.”

…it’s a first step.

In addition, even though he came to the shaman crying out for revenge, his fate was quite dark in the world.

If it was natural, it was natural.

When I was young, I lived in a situation where I didn’t know when I would die, and I lived with anxiety, and after meeting Sang Pyeong, I only trained to death in Simsan Yugok. Of course, after that

, he hid in the remote region of Yunnan to come to the shaman and mingled with the local tribesmen, but he should have been a poor village.

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That was his whole world experience.

Did you learn the world through books?

“Hehe, it seems you haven’t heard about our Haewolgak.”

“….”

“Go in first. Since this is your first trip, I will explain it inside.”

At the words of the man who kept pushing his back, Un-yeon took a step forward with an expression of disapproval.

But what is so big?

I was surprised from the outside, but even more surprised from the inside.

The antique decoration is large enough for hundreds of people to sit and dine at once.

And on the door-sized scroll hanging on the wall… Huh? The house where you went to the Shaman District Prosecutor’s Office?

Isn’t this the origin of 30 years of tradition?

And what else is this?

Traces of the shaman’s sword fighting against Jegalgeun?

No, if it’s broken, it’s something to fix. What’s the point of preserving it with a golden rope as a great commemoration?

It didn’t take long for surprise to turn to bewilderment.

On the walls everywhere, something like a shaman’s sword was written, and records of those who visited the place were left behind.

“Now, this way…”

Un-yeon, guided by the man to the main room on the second floor, took up a large table and sat down.

“Hey, what about me?”

The inn owner smiled at the question he had been curious about in advance.

“Because you are a shaman.”

“That…”

I know that.

It’s because I’m wearing a shaman’s costume.

But what is the correlation between today’s hospitality and shamanism?

“Hehe, since you’re curious, I’ll explain. I would like to introduce myself to Heo Sam, the owner of Haewolgak. Our Haewolgak was built here during my grandfather’s generation, but the true history of prosperity began after the visit of the wise man Jinmu.”

“…”

Heosam’s story continued even while the waitresses filled the table with alcohol and meat.

It was such a long story that it would make you want to stay up all night if you left it as it is, but to sum it up, it was a story that as Jinmu became famous, his inn became a hit.

It is a major tourist attraction for those who visit Danjiang.

Last year, Heo Sam even spat at him saying that the emperor himself came and went.

Humans who claim to be in a guesthouse leave food dirty in front of

them. free! meat! free! Accommodation! free! In other words, Haewolgak’s Buappi (孚狎彼: faithful and familiar) welcomes them.”

“Ah yes…”

It’s the first time I’ve heard it, but it’s a word that makes people feel proud.

Buappi…

“Here’s the guestbook.”

Un-yeon, who accepted the book and simple paper, brush, and ink that Heo Sam quickly held out, smiled and scribbled her actions.

Shaman Lee Dae-ja went on a trip to Unyeon.

“then. Have a good time and if you have anything else to do, please pull this string here.”

Heo Sam pointed to a long red stamen string that hung down from a corner of the ceiling, bowed politely once more, and left.

Ha ha….

This guy and that guy, everywhere, everyone is singing Jinmu, Jinmu.

It must have been great, right?

He was a little jealous, but it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing that his target was on high.

Wait, Jinmu.

I will definitely surpass you someday!

…for now, eat some.

Un-yeon greedily looked at the food piled on the table, then grabbed it with both hands and quickly brought it to her mouth.

“…!”

His eyes widened for an instant.

This… liver that fits perfectly as if it was fine-tuned!

Crazy deliciousness!

It is a restaurant.

A restaurant you’ve never seen before!

Papa papa!

clap clap. It’s chewy.

Intoxicated by the thrilling taste of the spice, Unyeon frantically shoved food into her mouth and began chewing.

Was it because I let go of my mind for food that was like food after a long time?

“Turn it off!”

Un-yeon, who noticed an unexpected mistake in an empty place for a while, blushed and poured herself a drink.

“Kyaa! It tastes like this.”

It is a very good drink.

I can’t get excited about the poison, but I feel like I should hide this drink alone and drink it… Would I rather have called poison?

Squeak.

While refilling the glass with the taste of alcohol that sticks to the mouth, a small voice penetrated Un-yeon’s ears.

“Have you heard the hidden story of the elderly Geumryonghyeop?”

“…”

Unyeon pricked her ears at the familiar place name.

If you hear it through the wall, it’s the next room.

The narrator was a young man and the listener seemed to be an elderly man.

But if it’s Geumryonghyeop… Volcano!

Isn’t it the place where Mukryonghonwongong was left behind?

Unyeon, intrigued for a moment, rolled her eyes from side to side once, then pricked up her ears and clung to the wall, sucking in the sound.

Because it was a story he heard secretly, he erased his presence without even realizing it.

“…Are you saying that Mukryong-dong, which was destroyed by a volcano, is fake? Wasn’t that a rumor?”

“Oh, you have a big voice.”

“…”

As the old man hurriedly lowered his voice at the young man’s scolding, Yun-yeon also lowered his breathing.

But it can’t be that it’s fake.

The Mukryonghonwongong that Sanggangpyeong brought from there was real.

He had already been familiar with it and had even verified its effectiveness.

What do you mean by the truth they found out?

“Don’t worry. I confirmed that my inner room on this floor is empty. Aren’t there any signs left or right?”

“Um, that’s right.”

It seemed that the young man was once again examining his senses as if he was unreliable, but luckily he didn’t seem to sense that he was confident.

“Now tell me.”

“You know the hero excavation from the open world, right?”

“…was she a hero?”

“He is a hero.”

“…”

The conversation was cut off for a moment, then resumed after a while.

“Oh, I don’t know. Aren’t you bragging that you’re the second son’s friend of your second cousin’s son-in-law?”

“That’s right. They are very close.”

“I’m close, but…”

The words are cut off again.

And how come the conversation has a strong contrived feeling… Is it because of my mood?

“Listen anyway. The ex-hero said that the only thing left in Geumryonghyeop was the internal method.”

“What? Is that true?”

“yes. Only Naegongbeop remains in Geumryonghyeop, and the real one is said to be somewhere in Mt. Sohwa.”

What? What do you mean?

The awe-inspiring Un-yeon’s body immediately flinched.

Click.

The jug on the table next to him clicked and shook as his arm brushed against it.

“…”

The conversation in the next room was cut off again.

Damn did you hear?

did you get caught? would have been caught

Un-yeon, who came to a quick conclusion, threw herself out the window without thinking further.

Then, the door to the room he was in burst open with a creaking sound.

A young man striding into the room was disappearing into the distance… He smiled when he saw the hem of his dress, which was clearly a shaman’s guru.

“That bastard car~ Cancer quickly turned into a rabbit.”

Not a young man.

He was an extrovert in white uniform.

“Hmm, but I don’t think I’ll really be deceived. It’s a hastily made story, so there’s no sense of laxity…”

He tilted his head and took a portable paper pen and ink from his sleeve and quickly wrote.

It seems to be very poor luck, but the notice is very slightly, very finely fast. Be careful.

Then, the enemy tore the paper, rolled it around, and tied it tightly to the leg of Jeon Seo-gu.

Food Deok!

“Is it done?”

Heo Sam, the owner of the inn, asked after the exodus, wiping the sweat from his face with a nervous expression.

“Yes.”

“Fortunately, the. I said it was something my Jinmu Dojang asked me to do… but I was so nervous.”

“Haha, her acting skills were excellent.”

“Okay then I’ll just leave.”

“yes.”

When Heo Sam, who had fulfilled his role, bowed politely and stepped back, an old man standing behind him with a displeased expression snorted and hit Gakchul on the head.

Bahah!

“Kuh! Why are you hitting me?”

“Why are you going to open your eyes? Definitely just!”

“….”

The old man looks at the gakchul with a frown on his face.

It was a beggar sheep with white hair and sparse beard.

“This bastard is going to give birth to a child who doesn’t even have a badge. are you a hero What’s up with your eighth cousin’s in-laws? An orphan with no relatives…”

“…Ehehe, isn’t it acting? I almost got caught because Bong-gong hesitated.”

“Look at how he continues to blaspheme. Why are you becoming more and more like him?”

Gakchul scratched his cheek at Yang Xiaobang’s irritated pinzan and smoked a tantrum.

“Yes, I did as I asked, but did I have to go this far?”

“God has requested it.”

“Damn bastard. I was wondering if I could see his face at best. Who the hell is that guy to do that?”

“well. I don’t know the detailed history, but he used the Mukryonggi.”

“What! Mukryonggi? Isn’t that chewable martial art not taught to Yang Jin or Cheongsang Chungwoo?”

“yes. So if God does this, he will surely respond somehow.”

“Hmm… Did you throw the bait? To find out the true face he is hiding?”

“yes.”

“If you do, is Jinmu waiting at Mt. Sohwa?”

“no. He must have been somewhere around here and followed that friend.”

“okay? Then let’s go too. It’s been a long time since I haven’t seen my performance…”

“Why Bong-gong?”

“huh? Why?”

“God asked me to confirm his true identity. He said that maybe Moorim’s fate depended on it.”

“…The fate of the murim?”

What else is so grandiose out of nowhere?

However, he was Yang So-bang, a beggar of justice who could not live without dying for the well-being and peace of Moorim no matter what anyone said.

He quickly changed his face and began to listen to what he had to say.

“Yes, the same order has already been given to Haomen. I heard that Gabuja has already dispatched silver guards to Yunnan, saying that we need to find it sooner than opening up?”

“What what?”

Yang Xiaobang’s eyes widened at the words of the exhortation.

“Then I’m busy so stop…”

“…”

After Gakchul flew out of the window and disappeared, Yang Sobang suddenly came to his senses.

This is not the time.

It is a request from Jinmu that he cherishes.

And most of all, I couldn’t go after the Haomen thugs.

Haven’t you been through the last tribulation?

The hardships were all over, but the Haomen guys took all the balls because they followed Jinmu.

Fucking fake Confucius…

It was a mistake to trust this foolish extrovert.

I sent him to be a disciple, but he only serves as an errand boy…

Anyway, what if I don’t want to get hurt this time?

I have to move quickly!

“Damn it, listen to the secret lines!”

Firefighter Yang shouted vigorously with eyes shining with enthusiasm.

“…yes!”

Voices of different pitches were heard from the air.

“Immediately, send a message to the children dispatched to all parts of Central Plains and tell them to stop all missions from now on and gather in Yunnan! I will lead them myself!”

“Yes Bong-Gong Adult!”

“let’s go!”

Starting with Yang So-bang, who stepped on the windowsill and flew away like a bird, those who appeared out of nowhere followed suit.

And dozens of jeonseogu flew all over the central plains carrying people.