Novel Reincarnation of the Murim Clan’s Former Ranker Chapter 110

Reincarnation of the Murim Clan’s Former Ranker 110
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Novel The Previous Life Murim Ranker Chapter 110

As the sun went down and the moon rose, the red-light district of Nakyang was so crowded that it was impossible to walk properly.

It was crowded with visitors regardless of where they went, but only one place was where people didn’t

Located in the center of the red-light district, it was a shabby guest house without signs or door boards.

Even the person who was stumbling under the influence of alcohol walked straight to the door of the guest cup.

The reason why people couldn’t even dare to go so close was simple. It was because of the hidden identity of the guest cup.

This shabby guesthouse was the Nangin Market in Nakyang. Nangin was a term referring to the shaman who wandered around the country without any enemies in any organization.

Most of them sell their talents for money from their clients, and this is the Nangin Market, a kind of brokerage house that connects the clients who want to hire them with the Nangin.

Cheocheok. Then a man stopped in front of Nangin Market, which everyone avoided.

The people walking around saw such a man and all hurried their steps with their eyes open. But it was understandable.

The appearance of the man was uncanny. It was because he was wearing a hideous bone mask on his head.

“Here it is.”

Yoo Shin-woon, who left the safe house, was heading to Nangin Market.

‘You’ll need at least ten days to finish the renovation of my temple and call me. If it’s time to wait anyway, you’d better get your work done in advance.’

Capturing the movement of the Moorim Maeng, who was unable to overcome the pressure of the imperial family and public opinion and began to reorganize the inner temple, he decided to take the benefits of Nakyang, recalling another future memory.

At that moment, Yoo Shin-woon opened the squeaky door and entered the Nangin Market.

Yoo Shin-woon’s eyes brought a panoramic view of Nangin Market. Overall, it was not much different from other general guest rooms.

Nangin Market was divided into three floors, and the second and third floors had a number of tables and chairs on the first floor so that guests could drink.

When Yoo Shin-woon opened the door and came in, the ladies who were noisy with each other turned their heads and looked at him.

There were some people who were flinched and surprised by the bone mask, but most of them rolled up one side of their mouth and laughed. After all the hardships, they could not be intimidated by a single mask.

Although his appearance alone attracted everyone’s attention, Yoo Shin-woon crossed them without any hesitation and headed to the reception desk at one end of the guest cup. Originally, a long straight table was placed in the space where the kitchen was supposed to be.

And there sat a middle-aged warrior with a black hood on his forehead.

There was a long scar running from the left eyebrow to the chin. At a glance, it was a cut with a knife. He was Eomak, a bloodstain who leads the Nakyang branch of Nangin Market.

He looked up at Yoo Shin-woon, who was looking through countless papers on the table. And soon, he sighed without moving his expression.

“Did you buy a mask so that you wouldn’t lose the fight?” Ha, I can’t understand anything in my head these days.’

Eomak gave Yoo a harsh evaluation. He concluded that the bone mask covering his face was an act committed by a newcomer not to be ignored by others.

“Whoa, what brings you here?

“I came for a request…”

The horrifying voice from between the masks made grim flinch.

“How can a person’s voice…”

However, facing all kinds of human beings for 15 years, he quickly regained his composure and continued to speak.

“…did you bring a list?”

The name book refers to a record of a woman who wants to request a request, briefly writing her personal information and specialties. Yoo Shin-woon took a piece of paper out of his arms and handed it to him.

“What is this?” But for some reason, the grim expression of confirming the contents of the list was wrinkled.

– Name list: Unknown

Age: Radish

Origin: Radish

Career: Radish

Specialty: Swordplay, Jingbeop Strictness was ridiculous.

This was because there was nothing on the list except a line of specialty.

There are quite a few people who do not write down their names due to the nature of many men with a past that is difficult to tell others, but it was not common for them to not even write down a separate number. It was because the fact that he didn’t have a nickname meant that he was a lover of Moorim.

You’re crazy, but you’re crazy.’

There’s a group of people coming to other branches from time to time to kill themselves. Rather, this guy in front of me seemed like an example. Eom-ak, who was agonizing over whether to kick out the man in front of her, soon gave up his thoughts.

Never mind. It’s a woman’s life not to get involved with anyone.’

Putting Yoo Shin-Woon’s name book down on one side, he took out a long plaque the size of the palm of his hand from under the table.

The black-brown wooden board had one letter,

“Dong.”

It was a grade plate handed over after classifying the grades of the women at the Nangin Market.

The grades of Nangin are divided into six grades: Dong, Silver, Gold, Ok, Baekok, and Geumgang, which are the lowest grades, and were given to Nangin, who had no status in the third-class to second-class at the most.

It was a complete disregard for Yoo Shin-woon, but Yoo Shin-woon, who received the bronze medal, did not respond much.

Then Eom-ak pointed his thumb behind his back and said,

“I’m done registering. There is no request for nomination for a classmate, so you can choose the request you want to make at the request board over there.”

On one wall in the direction he pointed, there were numerous letters of reference. Yoo Shin-woon put the bronze plaque in his arms and moved to check the contents of the requests.

– Dongcheongul Cave Goblet Removal Location: Namso

Risk: Prison grade / 5 regiment

Success remuneration: 30 gold coins

– Location of bandits suppression of roasted vegetables: data

Risk: Pay grade / Successful self-study

Remuneration: 40 pairs of silver

There have been numerous requests with different content and risks. The requests were largely divided into solitude and solidarity, which literally could be carried out by the woman alone, and solidarity requests were made by a small number of women in a temporary union.

Naturally, the risk of a joint request was much greater than that of a solo request.

Originally, a woman of the same class as Yoo Shin-woon made the lowest-grade request for solo travel, but Yoo Shin-woon did not even pay attention to the request for solo travel. Here it is.’

When he found a white jade-grade letter in the commission, which had only two, he smiled meaningfully in the mask. But it was then.

“Hey, small stuff.”

Someone came talking to me from behind Yoo Shin-woon. Yoo Shin-woon turned his head, and there stood a young lady with a good-looking smile on her face.

Unlike other women around the area with dirty clothes stuck to the dirt, the man was dressed in clean clothes.

Yoo Shin-woon watched his opponent silently.

Then the man continued with a half-moon smile.

“Haha, there’s nothing to be wary of. My name is Sangshinhak. Kang-ho’s friends call him So-myeon Confucius. Have you ever heard of him?”

When I heard the name Sangshinhak, Lee Chae suddenly came to mind in Yoo Shin-woon’s eyes.

Then, the expression of Sangsinology was bright.

“Oh, the reaction seems to know me. an absolute glory.”

Sang-theology scratched the back of his head and spoke in a playful voice.

However, when Yoo Shin-woon stood still without answering, he quietly continued my words.

“Ha ha, you seem to be a quiet friend, so I’ll cut to the chase and get straight to the point. I happened to see your list on the way, and it seems you have a knack for progress. We just needed someone like you, so we just talked to him to try and recruit him.”

“….. To bring in.”

When Yoo Shin-woon opened his closed mouth, Sangshinhak was excited and started talking more.

“That’s right. Oh, I didn’t say anything important. I mean, we’re blood vessels.”

Occasionally, the women who had been solving the request for solidarity together sometimes continued to form continuous solidarity beyond temporary solidarity if the harmony was good.

I think it’s possible because they don’t want to be tied down somewhere, but it happened only because they were driven by money. And Haerangdae was one of the three-fingered unions in Nakyang’s Rangin Market.

“If it’s not rude, may I ask what kind of dexterity a miniature system has?”

“Well, it’s not bad.”

When Yoo Shin-woon suddenly answered in informal language, Sangshinhak’s eyebrows wiggled. However, Sang-theology continued my words with its unique smile on its face again as if it had never done so.

“Haha, it’s nice to be confident. Then I’ll go into the details of your request, as I’m afraid your interest has shifted.”

Then, Yoo Shin-woon nodded as if to give it a try.

“We’ve been cleaning up the haunted house in Naknyeong for about three months. It’s a solidarity request with a white jade level, and the success fee is two gold crowns. We’ve reached the point where we’ve only got to solve the last hurdle, but there’s no sign that the law underlying it will ever be resolved.”

“I’ve had a lot of time. Haven’t you been able to take the other doctors?”

Sangshinhak showed signs of embarrassment to Yoo Shin-woon’s question but soon answered.

“Well, even if I tried to take the priests of Luoyang, they were all scared and gave up because of the word goblin. You’ve got to be scared like a turtle… and you’ve lost your word. Anyway, we need a man like you.”

When Yoo Shin-woon seemed to be worried, Sangshinhak began to offer sweet rewards.

“We’re going to fight all the monsters inside anyway. You just need to break up the law as soon as we get a full escort of you. If you succeed, we’ll share the same remuneration as we do, and if you want, we’ll let you into the bloodstream. Now, what do you say? Isn’t this a good opportunity for you?”

It was questionable to talk about only good things. But that’s when– you know, don’t ever follow him.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came to my ears.

It was none other than a stern voice. When Yoo Shin-woon looked away so that it wouldn’t be obvious, Eom-ak was looking at him with a complicated expression. He seemed to want to say more but hesitated for some reason.

At that moment, Yoo Shin-woon turned to Sangshinhak again. And answered his smiling face.

“It’s a good opportunity. Should I go right away?

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Reincarnation of the Murim Clan’s Former Ranker

Reincarnation of the Murim Clan’s Former Ranker

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