Chapter 893:
Hearing Sima Xuan’s words, the head of the family swallowed his sleep.
“Big….”
“….”
Silence continued.
Tianyu calmly sipped his tea as he watched Sima Xuan shake.
‘This guy doesn’t have a normal liver either.’
While Jin Cheon-hee was thinking like that, the head of the family seemed to have made a decision and eventually opened his mouth.
“Very… unpleasant. Li Bosio, Hao Wen’s small master. So, does this mean that this older brother has become a member of a cult?”
“It means that you may have taken a strange medicine provided by a xie jiao.”
bang!
Unable to control his anger, the head of the family hits the table.
“joy! “It is very unpleasant to talk about the elixir that cured the body of the head of the family head in this way!”
“….”
“Cheonwoo Dojo. I am very disappointed. “What would Emperor Gwon say about me wandering around like this while becoming a sworn brother with Sapa Naburaengi?”
At that moment, the voice of the head of the family stopped.
Creepy –
A feeling similar to a snake targeting a frog.
‘What… is this feeling! Living…? no. Something… something different….’
He turns his gaze as his senses guide him.
Jin Cheon-hee is there.
One man.
No matter how much he was the head of the family, he couldn’t see right through Jin Cheon-hee, who had completely changed his appearance.
Since I wasn’t even alive, I didn’t know what this felt like.
However, the head of the family felt extremely uncomfortable.
“The tea is cold.”
Jo Ro-rok –
The man was smiling as he poured tea into his brother-in-law’s tea cup.
But why?
I had a feeling that if I mentioned the independent power system any further, something bad would happen.
It was not the realm of reason.
Instinct. It’s also a survival instinct.
‘I’m being scared by this kid I’ve never even heard of?!’
I tried to focus my eyes to see if it was an unknown expert, but I felt no force or a unique sense of intimidation.
Rather, he has the appearance of a scholar rather than a warrior.
Soon, the head of the family groaned softly and began to struggle.
“greatness! That’s it! “Please leave now!”
Congratulations.
“….”
Still, the man who was pouring the tea didn’t even move.
Both Sima Xuan and Tianyu Dojang were just there as if they had made an appointment.
“I go out first. “Eight!”
The head of the family, whose heart had fallen asleep, just got up and went inside.
Jin Cheon-hee looked at the back of his head that was so far away and smiled brightly.
“You ran away?”
“…Hyung, your eyes didn’t change to blue either.”
“huh. “I had a hard time holding it in.”
He said, taking a sip of tea
.
“This house’s tea is really delicious.”
“Are you poisoned?”
“no. no. “An ordinary medicine car.”
After saying that, he slowly got up.
At that moment, the governor who was managing the manor came and asked me to leave.
Jin Cheon-hee responded with a kind smile and slowly walked out.
Looking at each and every tree in the garden.
[Hyuna. Well done provocation. I scratched it well. Thanks to you, I learned a lot.]
[So~ So-and-so’s younger brother~]
I chuckled at that.
Sima Xuan knows himself too well.
What will Jin Cheon-hee do?
The boldness and insight to step forward without hesitation, even though causing a dispute in itself would be a nuisance.
‘This time, I learned something from Hyeon.’
And then I didn’t forget to thank Cheonwoo, too.
[Cheonwoo. thank you. If it weren’t for your network, this conversation wouldn’t have happened at all.]
[What? It’s my brother’s job, so of course I have to help.]
Thanks to my two younger brothers, work has become easier.
* * *
After I went out the front door, I heard the sound of salt being pounded.
A blatant insult.
However, rather than being offended, Jin Tianxi, Sima Xuan, and Tianyu were giggling like children who had played a naughty prank.
Sima Hyun said.
“Brother, head of the family. The most powerful family in Cheongdo. And a disciple of the Shaman sect. There are about 200 warriors among the blood relatives of the family, including collaterals and direct lineages. Cheongdo’s main business is trade and fishing~”
“Yes. According to the investigation, he is also said to be a shipowner who owns three ships.”
After saying that, Jin Cheon-hee thought for a moment and continued.
“Looking at the reaction… Haeseonbang… So, it seems like he has completely colluded with the Blood Mission.”
Thanks to Sima Hyun’s brilliant stirring, I learned a lot.
“I guess that’s right~ If it’s not collusion, I’ll first provide an explanation to clear up any misunderstandings among non-partisans. This is because it could easily result in giving up the network of the entire independent faction. “It’s quite a burden for such a wealthy person to be misunderstood by a shaman.”
“…It’s not a very rich person, but it’s a burden even if it’s just Jeong Ga-jangju, who makes peach liquor, right? “Not to mention the third-rate shamans who were just shamans who only learned the basics.”
They make fun of Cheon-woo and say that he has a harsh look, but in fact, the weight of a shaman in Kang-ho is like a thousand pieces of gold.
And Cheonwoo, a direct disciple of Shaman Gwonje, who is said to be the giant of shamanism, has a great name.
If Cheon-woo names a guest who insulted a shaman, that guest will have to take down the sign the next day.
It’s impossible for Cheon-woo to be like that in real life, but it means that he is like that.
To that extent, it is the shaman and Cheonwoo who has the influence of Taisan in Kangho.
A shaman’s lay disciple even sprinkles salt against such a shaman?
No matter how angry even Jeong Ga-Jangju, who made peach wine, was, he kept the minimum courtesy as a shaman, right?
“That’s right. But I chose to get angry rather than explain. Surprisingly, I wasn’t embarrassed. Did you think it was coming~?”
“….”
Instead of answering, Jin Cheonhee nodded slightly in agreement.
“Sigh… How can the family of the lay disciple in the text be part of a cult…”
Jin Cheon-hee turns her head crookedly and looks at the gate of the family head.
“I guess. That can happen if you save someone who was about to die. “Of course, it’s a situation where I’m only concerned.”
“It would be easier if we captured him and tortured him. “It’s a shame~”
It seems like Sima Hyeon wants to hurry up and end his life prematurely.
“I told you. There is a difference between eating knowingly and eating without knowing. And… in this situation, if you hit the head of the family, all the other tails will also hide. “You just vent your anger and it’s over.”
This thing is like a tumor.
If you are going to use a knife, you have to pull out the roots and scrape them off.
Jin Cheon-hee thought about that and thought for a while before finally opening her mouth.
“Cheonwoo.”
“yes.”
“How does the work of the Black Ship work?”
“Usually, the sect sends me a list and I visit, but for those who are suspected of injustice, I send a separate letter to Mt. Wudang. If you have any evidence, please enclose it. “If there is a victim, we receive help from the official or send a blood letter written by the victim.”
“Blood oath? “Why leave good food behind?”
I wondered where the ink and brush had been left and why they had bothered to squeeze the blood out of their fingers, but when I think about it, it also means that Yang Min’s resentment was so deep.
Cheonwoo said again.
“It is said that this is a tradition that existed even before Gwon Je-nim took the Heukseon. He wants to repay this revenge with blood, so he risks his own life. “If I gave false testimony, it means that I will wash away the lie with my own blood.”
heavy.
Isn’t this a real life cassock that risks one’s life?
Cheonwoo said.
“Usually, blood letters like this come from multiple people, not just one person. “When a Taoist becomes corrupt, it’s not just one family that suffers.”
Ten people, twenty people, thirty people, forty people…
Later, there were hundreds of blood letters collected, and there was a time when they refused to accept any more because there were already too many.
Nevertheless, the civilians beg Cheon-woo to take their blood oath.
-Let’s write it all down. We must inform the shaman of our village’s grudge!
-Please accept mine and mine. My child died.
-Please just hit my head and kill him too! please!
Please make the shaman aware of this injustice.
Since it is a black sword raised by a shaman, the shaman must take it.
Blood-stained testimonies are piled up tightly.
After receiving the blood, Cheonwoo compiled them into one book and made a book.
Send it to Mt. Wudang.
“It is said that in the past, the thread for sewing papers was made from the clothes or hair of people who had died unfairly. “I just write a letter in blood, soak silk thread with the remaining blood, and weave it out.”
Then, Moonju and the elder read them all one by one.
If it is difficult to judge, send another black ship to investigate.
If you want to make right and wrong clear and prevent further damage.
send a black card
Black memorial tablet.
The name of the fallen Taoist is written there.
It meant to kill.
“Ah, after the head is cut off, the funeral will be conducted by a shaman. “It means that since the shaman raised it, the shaman will harvest it.”
“I even carved a memorial tablet for him alive and sent it to him~ Well, I have to take responsibility for the funeral as well.”
“It’s a bit bizarre, isn’t it? They carve a memorial tablet for a living person and send it to you. But that’s what tradition is.”
The memorial tablet of a living person.
Suddenly, Jin Cheon-hee remembered the time when the teacher personally performed the forty-nine rites for his disciple.
“It’s so bizarre. It’s not weird at all! Well… I guess that’s what it means because those symbols are more important than you think!”
When the older brother yells, the younger brothers look at something strange.
Anyway, Jin Cheonhee grumbled a little as if something was stabbing her.
Our teacher is not strange.
I thought he was just showing such a ‘special’ performance because he was worried about his student.
Of course, it’s not scary.
It was really scary when that happened.
Jin Cheonhee Because those were the scariest times in my two lives.
‘okay. I was a fireworks person.’
So, he held a fireworks funeral for his son.
Finally, I sighed softly and changed the topic.
“Anyway, you don’t kill just out of curiosity. Well, then you’re a gangster.”
Jin Cheon-hee said that and rubbed her chin.
“When Jang Mun-in makes a decision and sends me a black memorial tablet, I act as the shaman’s hand.”
“…The point is that it is evidence.”
“If you are tainted by a xie jiao, they won’t even take a blood oath, and if you send even a little bit of evidence or testimony, they will send you a memorial tablet to kill you. Ha ha ha ha ha.”
Cheonwoo smiles brightly.
It seems like flowers are blooming behind him.
Sticky spatula.
Because a flower is a flower.
‘You look like a non-partisan Jangmun guy, but you have a really bad temper.’
Is it really a masterpiece of political faction?
Actually, if a prestigious political faction forgives a xie jiao, would it be a political faction?
In addition, the entire headquarters was almost consumed by Blood Mission due to the Jeonggwang Rebellion, so nothing can wash away that shame.
Jin Cheon-hee said.
“By the way, Hyuna.”
“why?”
“Could you please find out if the head of the family looked like that in the past?”
“appearance?”
“huh. The movements of the facial muscles are somehow different from those of ordinary people…”
“Ah… I know what you mean. Then I’ll find out. By the way…”
After saying that, the three brothers stopped walking.
When I looked around, the fog had already thickened.
The fog covered everything so much that I could barely see.
“It looks like there’s sea fog.”
Looking at the sky, the sun is almost tilted.
The time when day and night alternate.
Jin Cheonhee looks down at her hands.
The fog was so thick that you couldn’t even see your own hands.
The strange thing is that if the fog suddenly came in like this, anyone would have come out to see, but no one was seen on the dockside.
I couldn’t even hear people talking.
Presence too.
It felt like I was isolated in a world that only the three of us could know.
Then I heard something.
Clap.
This sound is eerie because it feels as if it is coming from next to my ear.
All three turned their heads.
One of the waterways leading to the sea in Cheongdo.
Something was coming up there, splashing the water.
“Hoo?”
Sima Hyun loosened his knuckles.
Jin Cheon-hee also placed his hand on the handle of the ice crystal sword.
There, a monster fish of the same shape as the one the teacher had drawn was rising up there.
A strange fish similar to the one seen in the Mountain Sea View.
Depending on the region, they are called mermaids, monster fish, and sometimes fishmen.
That’s not even one. Dozens of them were coming up.
‘Oh, I think I’ve seen this scene in a Hollywood movie.’
Xuanyuan Zhendan Xingong was holding on to Jin Cheonhee’s spirit even at this moment.
Jin Cheon-hee sent Yuk-ha Jeon-seong to his younger brothers using Yin-gong.
[First of all, this sea fog itself looks like a barrier. It looks more like a type of magic we don’t know about than a magic trick… I think they prepared in advance and waited for us to pass by.]
[They’re showing up so openly? It’s not like you’re releasing an assassin at night, and the sun is still up?]
[I think I know why my brother asked me to look into his appearance. Those guys….]
[Yes, it feels similar to Jangju, right?]
While saying that, Jin Cheonhee takes a step forward as if protecting her younger siblings.
The monsters came up one by one and stood in front of Jin Cheon-hee.
All of the monsters were wearing clothes, and it seemed more accurate to say they were armor rather than simply clothes.
The color was all black.
It’s so dark that you can’t see it when you go into the sea at night.
Strangely enough, these guys kept coming up, but for some reason they didn’t attack Jin Cheon-hee and his group.
I didn’t even feel alive.
