Episode 850
Jin Cheon-hee thought,
‘As expected, Earth and Gangho are fundamentally different places.’
Morality in this day and age is a bit harsh… It
is okay to make a jiangshi using the corpses of one’s own family members or obtained through trade.
As long as they don’t do evil things like kidnapping civilians or making human sacrifices, they are surprisingly political factions.
This is because it has the positive function of sending a person who has died far away to his hometown and holding a funeral for him.
furthermore.
‘Just because Eon Jeong-moo actually died and made it strong doesn’t mean we can say anything.’
Because he didn’t force Eonjeongmu to be killed to make him a strongman.
It is possible if you give your consent.
I don’t know why this is possible in a Confucian society with swords, but just as the Sichuan Party is a political faction, Jinju Eonga is also a political faction.
As a political activist, I always made jiangshi with donated bodies from other people’s homes, but the kids in my family don’t make jiangshi… I wonder if it’s a little strange that they don’t make jiangshi.
‘It’s still difficult to understand Kang Ho-in’s gaze.’
Modern life is difficult.
‘And among martial arts novels, there is a worldview that becomes Gangsi as the level of Gangsigong increases, so it is quite possible.’
Just one thing.
‘I can’t find any trace of Eon Jeong-mu’s arrogant past. Is it really true?’
No matter how much one excels at strong time and energy, is it possible to fundamentally change a person’s personality?
“….”
Thinking that far, Jin Cheon-hee took out incense into the room and lit one.
Then he placed a fox clay pot in front of him.
It is called Yuho Toyong.
Sima Hyun’s face is as ugly as a potato and his forehead is slightly furrowed.
Cheonwoo asked.
“Hyung, what about that?”
“Jashi said, uh… this clay pot contains encouragement(?), so he told me to put it on while I sleep. “I’m going to lay out a simple formation here and sleep.”
“Is that okay?”
“okay. “I learned from my teacher how to stick a pipe into the spiritual vein of someone else’s house.”
“…Didn’t Hyeolrin Gwangsal start a fire with that?”
“okay. There was a time when Master suffered from a silver lining. I’m going to use the Gisaeng Jinbeop. “I can see the spirit vein in Jinju… It’s okay.”
Sima Xuan was dumbfounded and said this.
“Wow… that’s vicious.”
In modern times, this is like a guest bringing an electric blanket and stealing the owner’s electricity.
It doesn’t matter as long as you tell them in advance, but if you sleep with it plugged in without saying anything, wouldn’t the owner feel a bit bad?
Even this is closer to a lock than an electric blanket.
Additionally, the weight of houses from this era is different from modern houses.
Home is the space where your father, grandmother, great-grandmother, and great-grandfather have lived, and the place where you were born and died.
Home is where your spirit will be inherited.
Among them, the spirit vein is the most special thing in shamanism.
The spirit line passed down from generation to generation is the most important thing in the family and is like the foundation.
Through this land, the family grows, children eat their first fortune-telling, and grow up.
This applies not only to Sega, but also to clans and Taoists.
However, Jin Cheon-hee calmly prepared to insert a dart into Jinju’s spiritual vein.
‘Shall we begin? Whoop!’
Cheonwoo asked in response to the mischief.
“Hyung… I’m worried if this is rude. Was this something that you, Master, created? Or was it created by the founder of the faction?”
Although he spoke politely, he was a comrade in arms who said everything he had to say.
They are openly asking whether Zhuge Emperor is the fundamental problem or whether Zhuge Lin is the problem.
Jin Cheon-hee said.
“Our faction leader! ok! “You said it was okay to do this!”
“….”
“And Master said that! “It’s been improved once more!”
“…And you are building a formation within a formation?”
“why? Is there a problem?”
“Oh, I think it’s okay, bro. I am. You can just do it. “I have to live first.”
If you get caught, you’ll fight like crazy later, but it’s okay because no one dies.
Anyway, Jegalin is not the type to lose to that, and he is not close to Jinju from the beginning.
“We, the shamans, don’t like Jinju either. “Sometimes there are fights because of the funeral business.”
“…Look at Cheonwoo’s personality~ This is Taoist~”
“But Cheonwoo. If you get caught, pretend you don’t know. Just say you don’t know what your older brother did. “Because it could be a nuisance for no reason.”
Then Jin Tianxi asked Sima Xuan.
“Hyuna. Are you against it?”
“gaga. I’m from Saphie. And I think Buddhist funerals are good~”
“Yes. “Thank you for everyone’s warm consent.”
So the brothers formed a battle.
“Anyway, bro. If this is going to happen, isn’t it better not to come?”
Jin Tianxi shook his head at Sima Xuan’s words.
“Still, I was curious about Jiangshi. If this only ends with my doubts, a decent thesis will be completed. And what if… if there’s something I’m worried about. “It would be right to uproot it.”
Jin Cheon-hee’s eyes turn blue.
It was a poisonous color.
* * *
next day.
It was quiet overnight. It’s not like an assassin came, or the good villagers turning into monsters at night.
You could say it was a truly peaceful day with no martial arts or magic.
By the time the servant came to guide them to breakfast, Jin Cheon-hee quickly put everything away and even ventilated the room, to the point of committing the perfect crime.
The Jinju House was not at a level like the Namgung House where a sapphire statue was part of the royal family and the children named the golden tiger statue Namgung Geumsam.
Still, it had a grand taste.
Perhaps because the funeral and brewing industries are the main business, the roof is all black and the walls are white, making this an old house that truly shows the class.
From there, we headed to a restaurant that welcomes VIPs.
A handsome pavilion appeared.
“You can enjoy your meal here.”
“…wow.”
A mirror-like pond also appeared next to the pavilion.
As Jin Cheon-hee walked step by step with a happy heart, she saw an old man sitting in the pavilion waiting in advance.
Sima Hyun said.
[Gangsi Blood Fist is unflight. brother. You know, right?]
[I know. I’ve seen him a few times because of the Murim League.]
He is the head of the Jinju clan and one of the top 100 most powerful masters.
[It is said that his inaction is comparable to that of the Eight Kings among the sixteen great masters of the Gangho, but he was not among the Eight Kings. In the past, it was known that it was equivalent to a teenage expert, but a new wave has appeared in the Yangtze River. [He has not shown his inaction these days.]
He is a person who has mastered the Dream Soul Gwiryeonggangshigong, a German martial art from the Jinju family.
Sima Hyeon continued his explanation.
[That’s why the ghost magic that is performed on the body of the Geumgang Buddha and the Munghon Ghost Soul is well-known as being gloomy and destructive. It’s high, but….]
The problem is… His face is pale and he definitely looks like a corpse, but his eyes are still bright and lively.
‘Yesterday’s Eonjeongmu looked like a complete corpse.’
Eon-kwon took power.
“Welcome. Gin incineration liquor. “It’s been a while since I saw you.”
“It’s been a while since I saw you, matriarch. How have you been?”
“I’m doing well. The two of them are Somunju of Haomun, who is the sworn brother of Jin Sogakju, and the top of the world of the Shaman faction.”
Sima Hyeon smiled at those words.
“Sama Hyeon, the martial arts master of Haomun, meets the family head of the clan.”
“A disciple of the shaman sect meets the head of a family.”
Eon-kwon shakes his head.
“There is no need to be so polite. But why did you come with your two sworn brothers? The main family must have asked for Jin Sokakju…”
As expected, I was asked why I came with a hump.
Jin Cheon-hee quickly recited the words she had prepared.
“My sworn brothers are practicing, so I am going with them. “Is there any problem?”
“Hmm… if it’s a problem, it’s probably a problem. Doesn’t this mean that your sworn brothers also see the secrets of your family? Don’t you know that stealing the martial arts training of another sect is a serious crime?”
In other words, seeing a new jiangshi is equivalent to stealing the martial arts skills of someone else’s clan. The word.
Eon Ga-ju stroked his beard.
It looked like a corpse stroking its own beard.
Eon-kwon said.
“It’s difficult. It’s difficult…”
“Can’t my sworn brothers not participate in the new Jiangshi experiment?”
Eon-kwon said.
“Even so. Information can leak out through you. Hmm… I’m in trouble. “If that’s the case, we’ll have to adjust the conditions a bit.”
Eon-gwon’s words were that he was concerned that Jin Cheon-hee would reveal about Gangsi to his two sworn brothers.
Do you not believe me? Both sides know that saying the same thing has no meaning.
“I am allowing observation. Instead, I will reduce the interest in medicine by half.”
This guy is a salty idiot.
It’s not that I’m telling you not to come in, but I’m not saying that you’re an ordinary head of a household because you’re thinking of using this opportunity to save money.
I thought that unless the two of them were going to produce a lecture, there wouldn’t be much substance they could get out of even if they just observed.
He must have thought that even if Jin Cheon-hee told his younger brother what he saw there, there would be no way to stop it.
[Hey. Jinju, I will make good money in the future~ It’s not for no reason that I have a dispute with the shaman.]
Sima Hyeon’s electric sound becomes a chorus and rings out.
Jin Cheon-hee continued speaking calmly without changing her expression.
“It’s just a little bit… less work for me.”
“Sa Hal.”
“Samhal.”
“Good. “This is five pennies to do.”
“You may do so.”
“…Whew…. So Ui-seon, you too…. You’re really harsh.”
Jin Cheonhee grinned.
“What are you talking about? “I have taken into account many circumstances.”
“I can’t help it. What’s disappointing is this…”
Eon-gwon, the head of the family, clicked his tongue.
“Then let’s start with eating. “Wouldn’t you be able to do an experiment only if you eat well?”
A variety of colorful delicacies were placed on the table.
“great.”
Having fun eating is important.
* * *
The food at Jinju Eonga was exquisite.
The seasoning was just right, and above all, it was the magician of fried food.
The outer texture of fried food that crumbles, breaks, and melts when you bite into it. And the rich meat juice I felt was truly addictive.
‘I want to learn how to make fries at this restaurant.’
After finishing the meal, the four people headed straight to the testing site.
While the head of the family, Eon-kwon, took the lead, the three continued their conversation in full voice.
[Normally, the fact that you obediently allow outsiders to see things means that there is no problem if you show them~]
[Unexpectedly, Jiangshi may think that it is a different problem from the main martial arts. I realized this while working in the Heukseon, and even though it seems like all martial artists are devoting themselves to martial arts with one mind and one intention, they are treated differently. So, that could be the case, but… this time, the head of the family has an attitude that is close to that of Sapa.]
I guess it doesn’t matter either way.
Cheonwoo seemed to be thinking deeply about whether this was a serious problem.
So did he. Because Cheonwoo is a shaman.
At first glance, it seemed strange to a shaman who was chosen as the foundation of a political faction.
Cheonwoo is not a black ship for nothing.
In the first place, the heukseon is meant to protect the Tao and Hyeop, which are the fundamentals of shamanism.
‘Although we are being criticized for killing alumni who eat together.’
Still, there is no one who swears as long as he becomes the king.
Jin Cheon-hee thinks like that and looks at the pine tree.
It was an old tree.
‘okay. ‘Maybe I’ve been through too much outside the country.’
I think that the reason Eon Jeong-mu became like that was not because he died, but because he went through a transitional period while learning Kang Si-gong.
If he reaches full maturity, he will become like Eon-kwon, the head of the family.
Jin Cheon-hee thought about this and put a piece of her mind at ease.
That’s how we arrived at the testing site.
Eon-kwon looked back.
“We have arrived. Please prepare.”
“Can I use my sword?”
It was a somewhat arrogant question.
If you say no, it implies that you can destroy it with your bare hands even if it is inconvenient.
Eon-kwon sees a young man with blue eyes.
If someone else dared say something like that, they would have to make an example of it, but the man in front of me was different.
Il-gwang was the one qualified to say such things.
