EP.136 Slanted Ceiling and Mountains of Laughing Corpses – 8
‘…strangely it seems like they’re blaming me.’
that’s not natural Because I said I feel bad. The first thing Jiseon did when he saw the corpse was to have a fight, right?
Still, like a highly disciplined guru, Ji-sun calmed down her expression and asked me.
“It is a keepsake created by the great master of the Jimo Shinto religion. The small person wants to be handed it over.”
“I don’t like it. I passed the memento test. Then, ‘the first person to pick up an object without an owner is the owner!’ By the rules, this Jizan belongs to me.”
It was like a sudden desire or a just declaration. Of course, Ji-seon only heard the former.
“Don’t force yourself. Ji-seon, who was allowed to read the character 仙 (仙), even though he lacked the character of Bulcho. I ask you to return it on behalf of all Jimo believers.”
“Jisun-nim, don’t force yourself with words, right? I am the most ordinary human in the world. On behalf of all humans, this is mine.”
Jizan trembles. It sounds like you’re screaming not to lie.
Dead things these days are so strange. It was noisy, so I hit it once, but my fingers hurt.
‘Did you suddenly become greedy when you saw the memento in front of you? This is why I can’t trust the prisoner’s character.’
Ji-seon, who clicked her tongue briefly, tried to persuade me one last time. If this doesn’t work, I will take it by force.
“The small man has been working for 20 years, as much as 20 years, to reach this source. Even Tantalus was made by a dwarf man, and he came down to earth himself and the dwarf turned the earth upside down. The contribution of a small person is the greatest.”
“Ah, let’s divide it into shares? It sounds more like an adventurer than an earth mother!”
Ji-sun’s eyes twitched.
adventurer. A self-proclaimed treasure hunter and a self-proclaimed grave robber. It is one of two things to use the expression ‘adventurer’ to the followers of Jimo, who turn over the remains while searching for keepsakes and treasures.
An ignorant solution or a calculated provocation that politely requests that we begin conflict with each other from now on.
“You said it was to get rid of the bottomless pit, right? That’s it! With this cup, I will destroy the abyss! And this I have! Hiccup! Hey, it was a windfall! It was a windfall!”
“Have you been drunk?”
“no? You weren’t drunk at all? Kkeuk kkeuk. Hey, I feel refreshed! I never thought I would pick up such a treasure here!”
Ji-seon shook his head and stretched out his hand while I was excitedly picking up this and that.
“Looks like you took it. If that’s the case, take the risk.”
Ji-seon tries to snatch the Ji-zan held in my hand. When her fingers were about to grab Jizan.
round and round Jizan turned over slightly and pushed Jisun’s hand round.
can’t be pushed
Jiseon’s body is filled with extremely high-level qigong, and with each step, he scatters qigong applied to the ground to root under his feet.
This is why she doesn’t fall.
He possesses the advanced Gon Qigong and the Gumgigong that has been hardened through training. It can be said to be a living tree.
however.
An old tree cannot exist without the land.
‘no?!’
I’m going to go to the middle of the day.
Jizan, the sword without recoil, naturally deflected her arm.
Jizan is a light sword only for me. The weight of Jizan felt by others is like a mountain.
Not expressive, but real. A sword with the weight of the largest rock in the world.
power struggle? There is no such thing. resistance? can not do.
As long as I hold this Jizan, I am not pushed by ‘power’. Their power is swallowed up by Jizan’s weight.
That is why Jizan is a sword without recoil. Although it is a staff in my hand.
‘You mean you’re not only allowed to lift but also to wield power…? why?’
When I easily shake off my arm, Ji-seon’s eyes were filled with fear as well as amazement.
Fear not because of my strength, but because of a sense of entitlement that I could really be the owner of Jizan.
Ji-sun looked at me with wary eyes.
“…I don’t know how Mr. Hughes was chosen as a memento. I will ask you once again. Please hand it over to the little man.”
“I’m at eye level now. how is it. Are you ready to hear the story?”
“Outside of Xiamen. The little man is always ready to listen.”
“Ahaha. Don’t lie. They mistakenly believe that only they are qualified, but what is listening? You must read the sutra on the cow’s ear.”
He doesn’t get angry even if he listens. now you figured it out qualifications I have.
Even if there is a concrete building in front of it, Jizan, who easily pushes it, came to me as a little heavy weight. In terms of experience, it is about the same as the magic wand hidden inside the sword.
I said, turning Jizan round and round like a windmill.
“These days, magic has developed, so there is no need to worry about firewood, so even in an ordinary family, when someone dies, they just cremate it, right? How many bodies have you buried in that era?”
“…I’ve buried enough without worrying about it.”
“You’re not used to dealing with corpses, are you?”
“You’re trying to force yourself. Why is it that a small person is not familiar with corpses?”
To her, who spreads her arms as if asking to see her unconcerned appearance on top of these mountains of corpses.
I pointed out exactly that.
“That’s the point. Stepping on a corpse casually.”
The outstretched arm stiffens. Jiseon replied in a trembling voice.
“…what did you say?”
“why. Can you step on a corpse and stand there unconcerned? Why do you send qigong to the ground made of corpses to support your body calmly? Why do you calmly commit an attack that overturns a mountain of corpses?”
Regressors hate corpses. Covered in the remains of the Undead, his body froze for a moment.
So, when I set foot, I spurred the overturned Tantalus or made a stepping cloud and put my foot on it. I didn’t even think about breaking the opponent’s feet until I collapsed.
No one finds it strange. Being reluctant to corpses is a rejection that is close to instinct.
“Because people hate death. Even if it’s someone else’s death. Therefore, we avoid corpses, bury them, and bury them in the chest. The burials are the apostles who follow that will.”
On the other hand, Jiseon.
“ha.”
At my sigh, Ji-seon flinched like a guilty student. My stern admonitions pierce her ears.
“As a burial person, he is less than Mr. Shay.”
An admonition made plain and truthful, with no semblance of criticism.
“Even when I saw the mountain of corpses, I was the first to step out. Even when I saw the ghosts with a sense of mission, I didn’t recognize them. Even to overthrow the world or the graves made by others.”
“That’s…”
Ji-seon opened her mouth as if she was trying to make an excuse, but she couldn’t. I calmly evaluated her.
“You’re disqualified as a burial person.”
Shame and shame. At the same time, a sense of repulsion rears its head.
Before Ji-seon got angry, I spread my arms and shouted out loud.
“But it’s okay! What do you do with a dead body? You did so much more than bury and honor the body!”
It’s not a lie. This is also my sincerity.
The number of concrete bags made must be a hundred times greater than the number of funerals.
There are many times more people saved than buried.
The buildings and facilities she created are still supporting the foundation of the country called the military state. In my life, I have seen people who curse the military, but I haven’t seen people who blame Jiseon.
‘Jisun had to fix the country before the dam.’
Only this mischievous resentment can be heard.
I expressed my sincere respect for such Ji-seon.
“I respect you, Jiseon. It’s not a lie. Building tombs for the dead is great, but does it compare to building for the living? Will the sappers buried in your hands be happy or will the sappers who survived thanks to you be happy?”
There was no answer, deep in thought. I read each and every one of those thoughts.
“You said you would destroy the abyss in order to regain the momentum of the Jimo cult, but I’m being honest.”
The cold truth maybe she knows too.
“Even if the bottomless pit is removed, faith in the mother goddess will not return. No matter how you wrap it up, it was the flow of history.”
As the Seonghwangcheong gained power, wars continued, joint funerals became popular, and magic and alchemy developed, concerns about firewood decreased.
People gradually chose cremation instead of burial. Because Seonghwangcheong held funerals for them at a low cost, poor people who had neither land to bury nor money to pay for coffins asked Seonghwangcheong to hold funerals for them.
Gradually, the buryers lost their demand.
At that time, what was the reason why both the king and the king were reluctant to follow the religion of Jimo? I don’t know if it was until then, but after the Great Bell, Jimo Shinkyo had a definite miracle.
The King shouted, “Because it’s bothersome,” but that probably wasn’t the only reason.
“It’s just too many deaths. The land is small, difficult to bury, and busy with war, but what if there are burial makers and unknown beings roaming around? It definitely bothers me.”
Cheonshingyo packs this as the will of heaven, but it just happened that way.
“The reason it looks like the momentum of the Jimo religion has returned for a while is because they have broken their old stubbornness. Thank you for giving up your insistence on not siding with any country and laying the foundation for a military state instead of the graves of the dead.”
When the army called them, the followers of Jimo were wary. Since ancient times, it was taboo for religion to respond to the call of the country, and there was an example of a king who was called out and then wiped out, so the rejection was even more severe.
However, Jiseon went ahead and led the revival of the military state and Jimosin religion. Even though it was an honorary position, the hard military gave her a star and she did not refuse.
Thanks to this, Jimo Shinto gradually gained recognition.
“Exactly, thanks to Jiseon-nim’s hard work. The lives you saved, the facilities you built, and the achievements you accomplished are success. The disappearance of the castle is not ‘returned’. It is newly ‘created’ now.”
After giving him a compliment that made me feel ashamed, I slightly twisted my body to show the Grand Master.
The great master who kneels respectfully on top of this mountain of corpses comforts their souls. Dying alone and alone.
On the other hand, Ji-seon, who is more like a builder than a questioner, does not look back. she just goes so you don’t fall
“You said you inherited the will of the Grand Master, but is that true? The great master of the Jimo Shinkyo 1300 years ago and you now. What do we have in common?”
It’s just that the name Jimo Shinkyo is the same, and the power used is similar.
that it is so different I was made aware of that fact.
“therefore. That’s what Hughes said.”
Taking a deep breath, Ji-seon muttered sadly in front of Grand Master.
“The small person is not qualified to ask for Jizan.”
I replied with a smile.
“no. It deserves the same as everyone else.”
“So the small person is not the rightful owner of this memento.”
“It has to be picked up. Like everyone else.”
“It is good.”
Ji-seon nodded and faced her desires through my mouth.
“What Hughes said is right. Certainly, the small man showed an invisible side in front of Jizan. You defile the grave. I can see why Master warned us to beware of arrogance…”
He became more honest.
“one. A small person is one who worships the Earth Mother. It is a keepsake of the Grand Master and the proof containing this secret history is needed. To gather the scattered believers, to inform the world of the truth, and to ask for the sins of the Seonghwangcheong.”
So, it means that you have revealed your true colors.
“Put it out.”
‘If I don’t give it to you, I will take it by force.’
I laughed out loud.
“aha! Ahahaha! Ahahahaha!”
Of course. You don’t need qualifications to act. What, other than lack of ability, determines the limit?
Representing someone who is already dead? Who dares to do that? How to represent them without knowing anything about them. That too, 1300 years ago.
“haha. Very good. I really like this honesty! You should have said this!”
“If not. Will you please?”
“Take it!”
Jizan held out his hand coldly. Then, the regressor who was groaning under the corpse and concrete below opened his eyes and shouted.
“I can’t give it to you!”
oh what I feel sad all of a sudden
Because you shouted, it looks like I changed my mind after hearing you and didn’t give it to you.
Actually, I hadn’t thought about giving it yet!
Jiseon’s hand grabbed the air. I skillfully moved Jizan to avoid her hand. There was a sound of weakness.
Ji-seon’s eyes flinched, and joy filled my face.
“If you can!”
