Episode 596:
Blink your eyes.
Blink again.
“Souiseon.”
“….”
The surroundings return. The first thing you see is Yeo Ha-ryun’s face.
“…brother?”
live.
Looking at yourself with living eyes.
“…Ha-Ryun. “You have a good neck.”
“brother?”
Everyone looks at me like they’re crazy. But these people don’t know how welcoming these eyes are.
First of all, you’re alive, right?
I heard someone sobbing. She is a saint.
She blamed herself for trusting her father and was mourning the death of her nanny because of it.
“Ah, I’m back.”
Considering the time when the saintess was sobbing, it was roughly at least 6 o’clock.
Timeline 6 o’clock ago. It’s a mix of East and West, but it doesn’t matter anyway.
Because it’s fun to live.
The saint is wailing in the room, but Jin Cheon-hee is suddenly laughing like a crazy person.
“Wow! “I lived!”
“hmm?”
Yeo Ha-ryun tilted his head. The same goes for escorts.
But Jin Cheon-hee did not ask for understanding.
I just laughed and cried as if I had lost my mind.
I saw several deaths.
I saw snowflakes rising from the ground into the sky.
The world turned upside down in an upside-down landscape.
‘Would they believe me if I told them I went back in time?’
No, even if I believe it, what should I do if there is a blood missionary agent among these people?
The blood of the last Fuxi finally sprouted.
Jin Cheon-hee was asked to choose between time and space.
Even if you choose a space here, nothing will change.
Yeo Ha-ryun, Gongsun Yeong, the saintly Prince Han Bing… all those people were dead, and Jin Cheon-hee herself was already on the verge of death.
That’s why I chose the time.
‘Roughly… the turning point between life and death is right around this point…’
At that moment, a finger disappeared along with a ‘beep’ sound.
Left little finger.
It literally disappeared like smoke.
The cross section where the finger disappeared seemed to have been cut off with a sharp object, as if it had been cut by something invisible.
“Tsk!”
Blood spurts and intense pain flows through my hand.
The pain was reduced by immediately stopping the bleeding in the hand and administering a point.
But still, the pain continues and continues.
‘My finger is disappearing… Is this how I get paid for turning back time?’
Where on earth did the cut pieces go?
Suture surgery will be impossible, so now…
it’s time to continue thinking like that.
“Kaaaaak!”
At the same time, the energy and blood of my entire body shook and pain surged through me.
‘Just one finger wasn’t enough! This is the price for deceiving the sky… Wow!’
I lost my left little finger.
In addition, my internal strength was shaken and my energy and blood were shocked.
The price for turning back time was cruel.
Yeo Ha-ryun looks on in surprise.
It’s worth it. My brother suddenly laughed and cried, and then suddenly his fingers disappeared, his energy and blood were distorted, and his body was twisted like a caterpillar.
Anyway, one way or another, don’t we have to live right now?
Jin Cheon-hee said.
“Ugh. Ha-Ryun. “If you don’t have any medicinal herbs like Jangsaengdan (長生丹) that I gave you last time…”,
you have to do as you don’t have any. But for now, let’s hope.
That’s why Jangsaengdan is so special.
-You may have guessed it already, but it is a herbal medicine that has the power of the Divine Blade Class for restoring internal energy and recovering from wounds.
-It is famous for being so effective that it can revive objects that are now lost and can never be obtained again… or even the dead.
But it would still be impossible.
I don’t know if the money is overflowing enough to carry around a few pills from Jeonjin Bridge that have already been burned down…
“There is. “There are always things like this in the Demonic Cult.”
There you are!
At that moment,
red blood poured out from Jin Cheon-hee’s throat.
As I entered the Juhwa Ilma in earnest, my limbs began to twist strangely and blood poured out.
Bloody tears are flowing.
Yeo Ha-ryun hurriedly put the Jangsaengdan into Jin Cheon-hee’s mouth.
I forcefully swallow it along with the blood and dissolve it with my true energy. Still, the pain did not stop.
Yeo Ha-ryun’s expression is distorted in a cruel way.
‘guy. ‘It looks like you have a lot to ask.’
But as of now, I can’t answer anything.
Just as she was about to give a vague explanation to Yeo Ha-ryun, the saintess came out in surprise at Jin Cheon-hee’s moans.
“What is this… Senator! Are you okay?!”
* * *
If it had been the first time, it would have been time for the saint to gather her emotions and mourn the past.
In the second round, Jin Cheon-hee had to deal with a severed left little finger and internal injuries.
The saintess had less time to mourn, but there was nothing we could do since it was an emergency.
I barely entered the room, asked not to be disturbed, and put down the acupuncture needles alone and sat cross-legged.
Yeo Ha-ryun’s spiritual training was of great help.
‘It is indeed a demonic religion. There’s so much sick stuff out there like candy for kids.’
There was only one thing I realized while fighting a life-or-death struggle like that.
‘Wow, even if I could turn back time, I might just die.’
Normally, it would have been a situation where he could have gone all the way to the coin.
Because Jangsaengdan exists and Jin Cheon-hee’s medical skills are extraordinary, the internal injuries can quickly subside.
furthermore.
The regenerative power of the dragon’s jewel was so enormous that it was able to instantly heal internal injuries.
‘My true. ‘It’s ridiculous.’
Even now, when I close my eyes, Yeo Ha-ryun’s severed head comes to mind.
It was the sound of the world collapsing.
A protagonist who must be absolutely strong.
It was like that.
The main character, who was supposed to win, or even if he didn’t win, should have gotten away safely, died so vainly.
‘weird. Obviously, you are the center of the world… That must be true…’
As I was meditating, tears started to fall.
I guess I still can’t control my emotions.
And… that ‘face’.
‘no. Not a senior. ‘We just happen to have the same face.’
The voices are similar too.
‘Not a senior. Since their bodies are similar, their voices are just similar. ‘That’s not a senior.’
There was no way he was a senior.
Didn’t he leave after passing everything on to Jin Cheon-hee?
How many times have I tried contacting you to ask how I was doing, but I turned off the messenger because I felt ashamed of myself for sticking with Uiguk?
So there was no way to contact me first until my senior contacted me first.
Because I’m embarrassed to see my face.
I’m afraid it will seem like I’m doing just fine without him.
However, if he were a senior, he wouldn’t have minded much, but even so, he was embarrassed and had a hard time contacting him.
‘Why can’t I remember his name?’
Even after repeating it dozens and hundreds of times, I couldn’t understand it.
And at the same time, I was afraid.
Hasn’t it been quite a while since I came to this world?
In the meantime, I used the Xuanyuan Zhendan New Technique to remember even small pieces of knowledge from my previous life and used it.
Still, I can’t remember my senior’s name.
No, I even forgot that I couldn’t remember.
It’s as if I can’t remember the sign of the Most High Demon.
It’s like I don’t even remember who wrote it or where or how I came across it.
Jin Cheon-hee’s upper body is shaking.
‘Senior…’
It won’t be him.
It will never be him.
My senior was a person who cursed even the spiders that came into the hospital and sent them out the window.
He was a person who, if he saw an earthworm after the rain, moved it to a tree branch.
After being kind to me like that, I cursed at the weather for being such a bitch.
I kept eating chicken from my junior.
Jin Cheon-hee didn’t like buying him chicken.
I complained about being a bad senior. still.
‘■■ Senior.’
I still can’t remember the name.
There must have been some restrictions upon entering the world of this novel.
Jin Cheon-hee shook her head and shook off her thoughts.
‘Thinking more than this will only aggravate your feelings.’
I am glad that Hyeonwonjeondanshingong was very useful in this area.
Brain scientists say that the human brain is inherently unable to understand the concept of negativity.
Let’s say you say ‘pink cat’ to someone and then order them not to think about the pink cat.
Even so, I can’t stop imagining pink cats.
The more I try not to think about it, the more I think of people.
However, it was possible for those who practiced the Xuanyuan Zhendan Godong to the extreme.
Of course, even if that were the case, it would be impossible to completely forget it.
It is possible to reach a level where you can somehow hold on and continue your work as a bookkeeper even in extremely painful situations.
‘I also have to smoke herbs here.’
Jin Cheon-hee ridiculed himself, saying it was a good thing he had taken care of it in advance as a poisonous person.
So I pushed my thoughts about my senior to a corner and stopped and continued thinking about the ‘blood missionary leader’ from a different perspective.
I still vividly remember how the leader of the blood mission slit his throat.
Half a step.
What would have happened if you hadn’t avoided it by that half a step?
The pain is not scary.
Rather, I was more scared because I couldn’t figure out why it was so strong.
A fear like seeing a deep sea monster.
Does the state of modern police mean that such a thing is possible?
furthermore.
‘Yeo Ha-ryun’s heavenly nature was in a state of unity.’
In that case, he would have been able to fight by achieving a level one level higher, as written in the novel.
Still, Yeo Ha-ryun loses?
Is there any secret to Hyeongyeong?
The fake Hyeon-kyung and the real Hyeon-kyung only seem similar to people like us, but are they actually completely different realms?
With the power of Cheonsalseong, Yeo Ha-ryun could have surpassed Hyeon-gyeong’s power for a moment, but it didn’t work at all.
Jin Cheon-hee thought about that and stood up.
The power of the gem, the effect of Jangsaengdan, and the use of medical techniques and even healing spells are used to forcibly restore the condition.
Even though I’m missing a finger.
You can fight.
I have to finish the work at the North Sea Ice Palace, so I can’t spend any more time here.
‘The lost finger will not come back.’
Still, I was lucky.
By using Fuxi’s blood, I naturally learned how to use it, and the more I use it, the bigger the reward I get.
Also, even if you use it sparingly, you don’t know what part you will get in return.
It could be an arm or a leg, though.
It may be internal energy or it may be emotion.
Such invisible things can be taken in return.
In particular, if you touch your inner energy, you will not be able to turn back the situation even if you turn back time.
and.
In the worst case, parts of the eye or organ may be taken.
‘Of course, permanently losing a swordsman’s finger is not a small price to pay…’
The finger simply disappeared in thin air.
It was part of a reason that humans could not fathom.
‘If the little finger on your left hand is the price for saving everyone, then you’re lucky.’
Didn’t they just save the lives and turn the worst situation into something that never happened?
‘Eunwangya, Geumwangya, do you live with this kind of power close to you?’
Martial arts still has principles.
Of course, it is a far cry from modern physics, but there is still a series of processes to develop martial arts by gathering internal energy through deep meditation.
There was no such thing in the abilities used by the royal family.
‘Well then, another question remains. Eunwangya definitely said it in the past… This body ‘did not grow’ before. ‘He was an idiot.’
After thinking for a while, Jin Cheonhee came to a conclusion.
“hmm! I won’t be able to come to a conclusion even if I think about it for a hundred days! “Let’s get rid of this!”
It’s a waste of time.
I decided to postpone that too.
Jin Cheon-hee checked her body and came out of the room.
When I came out, the saint was sitting and looking at Jin Cheon-hee with concern.
The hair cut was the same as before the regression.
therefore.
‘Her overcoming sadness and growing is the same even if she goes back.’
Humans become stronger in the face of crisis.
That strong will cannot be changed, no matter how much of a returner one is.
Jin Cheon-hee thought, maybe people call it fate.
* * *
I let everyone know that I was okay and just vaguely explained why my finger had disappeared, saying it was a curse.
When you say that, ‘I guess I fell victim to the blood mission’s witchcraft.’ And I was convinced.
‘Oh, indeed, Moorim Land. If it were Earth, I would have sent it to a mental hospital.’
Then the saint said.
“Let’s go to the Holy Land.”
“hmm.”
“In the sacred place… there is a secret treasure of our church. If you use it and perform a ritual, you can remove the title of palace lord. The reason my father tried to kill me… was to prevent that. “We must go up to the shrine and finish this job.”
A story I heard before returning.
At the time, I went up with half-confidence in the saint’s words.
‘If I went in the direction I had originally planned, I would inevitably see blood. ‘If it could be resolved more peacefully, I would do so.’
Of course, the choice itself was the right one. Because the five elders of the Holy Land were powerful.
All they have to do is eliminate the Binggungju and select a new Binggungju.
‘But now I know that’s the wrong answer.’
The real purpose of the Blood Mission is to weaken the influence of the guardian behind the Guardian Church.
At that time, the son murdered his father, polluting the barrier, giving the blood missionary leader an excuse to enter the holy land.
Jin Cheon-hee said.
“I saw the fortune. “If you go there, you will be ruined.”
“yes?”
“I looked at the star rating.”
“A star…a dot? The sky is this cloudy….”
“I saw it before I came here. “The direction of Cheonbingsan Mountain is ugly.”
Everyone looked at it with strange eyes, but Jin Cheon-hee spoke without even putting a drop of saliva in her mouth.
“Jegalga is esoteric astrology. “When the founder of our faction saw the star falling on Ojangwon, he realized that the future would be very bad and escaped his fate.”
“…I see… I see.”
However, it would be meaningless to say that it came from the future.
Who knows, there might be a blood missionary ganja among the guards here.
“Well, according to my horoscope, the Blood Mission will soon discover our location and make a fuss. “Roughly nineteen-eight to go…”
I counted the seconds, and from 2 seconds, I guess I’m counting half of 2, half of 2, half of 2.
And finally.
“One.”
“What is that?”
At that time, a loud noise sounded outside the window, and the door burst open.
“Saint! I think I got caught. We will do our best to hold on…”
At that moment, Jin Cheon-hee spoke next.
“Do you see it? “This is the astrology of the Zhuge family!”
It was a bit off at 2 seconds, but the timing was roughly right, right?
In the end, everyone looks on in astonishment.
Jin Cheon-hee said.
“Actually, I had something else planned.”
After hearing the saint’s words, I discouraged myself, but now I know that my answer was the correct one.
Yeo Ha-ryun asked.
“Hyung… what are you thinking?”
“This is how we go to the North Sea Ice Palace.”
“ok?”
Gongsonyoung asks dumbfounded.
Jin Cheon-hee said.
“what are you doing? If you try to run away, you will be ruined. “Don’t be scared and just go!”
After saying that, isn’t he jumping out the window?
Everyone looked at Jin Cheon-hee as if they were looking at a crazy person, and when they saw him fighting wildly with the warriors, they pulled out their swords and ran towards the North Sea Ice Palace.
“Let’s #go #coolly for the second round!”
Although the daylight shouted an unknown sound.
No one could understand what was being said.
Yeo Ha-ryun just follows his older brother and throws a strong sword.
Quagwagwagwang!
The warriors attached to the Blood Mission began to be pushed away to a disastrous degree.
“Everyone follow me! It’s a revolution! Let’s bring out the well-fed North Sea Ice Palace! Colonel Gaejakdu!!”
Jin Cheon-hee started running with a cigarette pipe in her mouth.
Singing strange songs together.
“Tongue, tongue, revolutionary taste! I’m curious, honey~”
