Episode 3 Strange (3)
‘This is crazy!’
The escort Gochan looked fed up.
It was ridiculous to see his severed arm flopping around like a fish but the unstoppable behavior of this fake neck cultivator was almost too much to bear.
No matter how dangerous Jang Ju’s condition is he is so fearless that he mercilessly cuts off the warrior’s right arm.
‘What should I do about this?’
If his great wife Lady Seok or other Confucius found out about this he might be in trouble.
Whatever the reason.
-Squeak!
First Gochan tightly tied the arm above the cut section of the pole with a cloth made from his own clothes to stop the bleeding.
“ha…..”
He let out a deep sigh as he watched Zhang Ju’s condition change and his complexion changed.
In fact it could not be said that this method was completely wrong.
If the denial becomes unbearable he may collect body parts and amputate them.
‘….It’s ridiculous that a guy who knows nothing about strangeness or denial would make such a judgment.’
So much so that his tongue sticks out.
However this method is literally the last resort.
It is difficult to handle such extreme measures against such a large family or powerful people.
“It was a foolish thing to do.”
Bangsamyoshin clicked her tongue and said.
I wanted to say more but cleaning things up was the priority right now.
Although it is said that the strange monster in Jangju’s body was driven away by putting it in one of his severed arms it has not yet been completely resolved.
-Good!
Bangsa Myoshin took off the amulet written on Jangju’s forehead and attached it to the severed arm where he was running alone.
Then he made a hand sign and recited a spell.
“North Jesha Ojihwabuta dating Jangjang Reform Book Gamyubulbokja Abbupungdoseong salary rate law!”
-bulge! Bulging!
Then the veins on the entire arm that was running wild turned black and ugly.
It was hard to see it without being very upset.
Even the guard Go Chan turned his head to avoid it but Mo Gyeong-un looked at Zhang Ju’s severed arm which had become disfigured as if it were interesting.
-Chiiiiii!
The amulet trembled and the skin it was attached to turned red.
As if influenced by this the bulging areas around the skin where the amulet was attached began to subside.
‘It’s a shame.’
Bangsa Myoshin clicked his tongue inwardly.
Unlike typical monsters there was flesh involved.
Being alive was a kind of curse.
In other words it means that you didn’t get caught by a strange thing by chance but did it intentionally.
If you gain weight like this of course there is a way to find out the cause.
However if a monster is attracted to a piece of dead flesh even if the flesh is reversed not only will it not be able to harm the culprit but it will also be difficult to find out.
‘I ruined everything because of this guy.’
That was why he sighed inwardly.
I felt like I needed to purify myself prove that it wasn’t my fault and get out of here quickly.
Because the dame didn’t get what she wanted.
It was right then.
-Sigh!
A cold sharp sensation in the right side of the neck.
At this Bangsa Myoshin who was reciting the incantation stopped for a moment.
“…What are you doing?”
A razor-blue sword blade was touching his neck.
The person holding the blade to his neck was none other than Mok Gyeong-un.
“Confucius!”
Guard Go Chan was also taken aback by Mo Gyeong-un’s sudden behavior.
However when Mok Kyung-un put his finger to his mouth and pretended to be quiet he couldn’t say anything more.
‘What on earth is this guy thinking?’
While I was confused Mok Kyung-un parted his lips.
“Looking at it it seems like it was called radiation. Does Lord Jang’s going back and forth between life and death have anything to do with this?”
“Can’t you see it? “Your house has been eroded by a monster.”
“What is strange?”
Bangsa Myoshin swallowed dry saliva at Mokyungun’s fundamental question.
I had to hurry up and give orders but I couldn’t figure out why I was doing this.
“Confucius…I will explain everything to you so please put away your sword. “If this is not properly purified Zhuang Zhou’s condition may worsen again.”
“Are you sure?”
“What?”
“If it falls out of the body can it get worse again?”
Bangsa Myoshin’s eyes wavered at Mokyungun’s question.
Usually when something strange like this happens we tend to trust the words of experts.
But this young guy was doubting himself.
Bangsa Myoshin answered calmly.
“Look. How can I lie to you when I practice witchcraft for money from my godfather? “The more things go on the more dangerous the life and death of Jangju becomes…”
-Sigh!
Before he could finish speaking the blade of the sword slightly dug into his neck.
Bangsa Myoshin was taken aback by this.
“What is this? Are you really planning to ruin everything? “I don’t know who Confucius is but if Zhuang Zhou dies it could all be Confucius’ fault.”
“If Zhuang Zhou dies it’s your fault for not practicing magic even after receiving money. How can it be my fault?”
‘!?’
Bangsa Myoshin was momentarily speechless.
Seeing that this bastard himself didn’t waver even when he said this it seemed like he had no interest in Zhang Ju’s life or death.
‘Could it be that like the great lady the master does not really want to live but rather waits for him to die?’
That possibility could not be ruled out.
He experienced this countless times while practicing magic.
A power struggle taking place within the family.
‘If that’s the case…’
“I hope you answer the question without rolling your head.”
-Poof!
The blade dug deeper into his neck.
Bangsa Myoshin spoke hurriedly in panic fearing that his head could be cut off at any moment.
“Ho if Confucius also wishes for Zhuang Zhou to die I will do as he wishes so please spare his life…..”
“Confucius too?”
“yes?”
“Who wanted Zhuang Zhou to die?”
Bangsa Myoshin’s expression hardened at Mok Kyung-un’s question.
I took a gamble out of fear that his throat would be cut but it seems I was wrong.
“That…”
“Who is it?”
“Confucius… I didn’t mean it that way….”
“Are you the grand dame?”
“……”
Bangsa Myoshin was speechless.
I had to come up with an excuse but when I was hit right on the head I couldn’t come up with an answer.
Howie Gochan couldn’t help but be surprised at the sight.
I thought he might have gone crazy by suddenly holding his sword to the Bangsa’s neck but could he have caused this situation?
-Gurgling!
At that time Bangsamyoshin opened his mouth even breaking into a cold sweat.
“Confucius…the great lady is just….”
“I think it would be best not to roll your eyes. “In situations like now honesty may be the way to survive.”
“Go…Confucius….”
“It looks like your hands will be strong.”
-Sigh!
“Hi! “Madam the grand dame asked me to find out where the secretary’s letter and the chief’s official seal are because there is no need to save the chieftain.”
In the end Bangsamyoshin confessed what he knew.
He also went through many hardships and was very cunning.
But this guy really looked like he was going to cut off his own head right here.
“Emergency? Jangju journeyman?”
Mo Qingyun questioned and looked at his guard Gao Chan.
As a result Howie Gochan became at a loss as to what to do.
‘Damn it. ‘I never thought the great lady would do such a bold thing.’
The person they were trying to change lines to was not the Great Lady and the first Confucius but the second Confucius.
However if Mu Qingyun had not come here the first Confucius would have inherited the title of Zhuangzhu before they could even do anything.
“Gochan escort.”
“Nenet?”
“The lady said she ordered it what should I do?”
“yes?”
Howie Gochan could not hide his embarrassment.
He said to himself what should I do?
Even if we found out that the great lady did something like that there is nothing we can do about it right now.
On the contrary by interfering with it it would only incur the great lady’s anger and restraint.
Go Chan’s head was spinning in a hurry.
The situation happened anyway and since he knew the great lady’s secret there was only one way to improve the situation and survive.
‘Damn it!’
I never thought I would say these words with my own mouth.
“Confucius… We must save Lord Zhang. Otherwise the Great Lady will target Confucius.”
“Because I was in the way.”
“Yes.”
Bangsa Myoshin hurriedly intervened in response to this high praise.
“The late Confucius. We can save Lord Jang. Since the monster has been separated from the body you will be fine as long as you cleanse the severed arm. He will be saved unconditionally so please…”
“You mean you can save him?”
“Yes! “I’m doing it…”
“I have more questions than that.”
“What do you mean? “I’ll tell you anything.”
“I heard that a ghost was threatening Jangju’s life. How did you try to find out from Jangju what the great lady ordered?”
At that question Bangsa Myoshin was once again speechless.
He didn’t expect to be asked how he had tried to figure it out.
I can tell you the story but you have to listen…
-closely!
At that time Mokgyeongun grabbed Bangsa Myoshin’s neck.
Then he pressed his neck hard and said.
“I hope you don’t think about it and that when I ask you you answer right away without a moment’s delay. “I don’t think there’s any need to save people who don’t need it.”
“…”
“There’s no answer again. also…..”
“I tried to control the monster and make Lord Jang speak directly.”
The frightened Bangsa Myoshin answered immediately.
Mok Gyeong-un said to him with a grin.
“Why are you so stubborn when you can do it?”
“Please save me. I would never have done such a thing if my godmother Madam had not told me to. “I will purify the monster right away so please…”
“no.”
“yes?”
Mokgyeongun pointed to the ark and said to the puzzled Bangsa Myoshin.
“Try what I just said.”
“What are you doing now…”
Mok Gyeong-un raised the corner of his mouth and said to him who was embarrassed.
“They say you can control the monster and get what you want from Jangju’s mouth.”
‘!?’
The expressions of the guard Gochan including Bangsang Myoshin hardened at Mok Kyung-un’s unexpected request.
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