< Episode 40: Cancer Race (3) >
Because they barely survived after nearly a hundred years of continuous oppression not many even members of Baehwagyo could read the original scriptures.
Lord Amjong did not think that Mok Gyeong-un would be able to read the original text in the language of Pasa-guk.
This was because the language of the Pasa Kingdom was harder to learn than one might think and there were only a very small number of experts in it throughout the Central Plains.
‘ah!’
Assuming all of this it would mean that Mok Gyeong-un knew the doctrine of the scriptures from the beginning.
-Park!
The head of the clan hurriedly completely removed his hand from Mo Qingyun’s abdomen and spoke.
“You… are you really a member of this church?”
‘Church member?’
Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes sparkled at Amjongju’s question.
I predicted various situations to see how he would react if I recited the contents of the sutra and the reaction came out quite interesting.
-…Are you really planning on pretending to be a member of the church?
Cheongnyeong clicked his tongue and said.
She did not like Mok Gyeong-un’s involvement with Bae Hwa-gyo.
and
-It is your freedom to deceive. How much do you think you can deceive with just one scripture? You will soon be exposed to this suspicious eunuch.
‘what. If that’s all it takes it could be possible.’
Myeongsaek was the head of the cancer group that dealt with information and ganja.
No matter what the hidden identity behind it is he is a very suspicious person so if he clumsily pushes himself to become a member of the church he could easily be discovered as the young man warned.
Cheating is gambling.
Increasing the odds of gambling is to be based on facts as much as possible.
Accordingly Mok Gyeong-un
“well.”
“what?”
“I have received teachings about the scriptures but it seems difficult to call myself a member of the church based on that alone.”
Hearing Mo Gyeong-un’s words one of Amjongju’s eyebrows rose.
What is this guy talking about?
He was taught about sutras?
“What do you mean?”
“That’s literally it. I have received teachings from the scriptures but I have not become a member of the church. “If I had to really ask should I call him a believer?”
“Shinto?”
Church members and believers are completely different.
In the case of church members they were people who were completely subordinate to the church and worked for the church.
On the other hand a believer meant a person who believed in a religious denomination and its doctrines.
‘Believers…’
At this the head of the female clan asked in a voice full of doubt.
“…You said you were a believer. Who on earth taught you about our school’s scriptures?”
“I don’t know.”
“what? I don’t know?”
What does this mean again?
Mo Kyung-un shrugged his shoulders and said.
“The master who taught me the sutra did not tell me the name.”
“Why don’t you tell me your name?”
“Yes… You never told me. He said that if John found out he would be in trouble like himself.”
Hearing Mo Gyeong-un’s words Amjongju’s eyes narrowed.
Baehwagyo had been strongly oppressed for a long time so most of its members were made up of branch organizations and in many cases they did not even know each other’s identities.
‘There is a point.’
There was no way he would reveal his true identity to someone who was not a member of the church.
However since he was a church father a high-ranking position he had some knowledge of the personal information of church members who held important positions in each region.
“Do you remember what the old man you met looked like?”
Mok Gyeong-un casually answered this question from Amjongju.
“He had a face full of age spots and a bushy gray beard that reached down to his chest.”
“Are there any other characteristics?”
There was no way I could make something specific based on this alone.
Isn’t what I just mentioned an aging phenomenon that naturally occurs as one gets older?
Mok Gyeong-un shrugged his shoulders and said.
“He had a bushy beard and long eyebrows that covered half of his face and he had a shabby appearance so it would be difficult for me to tell you about his features.”
“You can’t tell who it is that way.”
“Of course you would. But would someone who didn’t even teach me their respects carelessly show me their proper self?”
Hearing Mo Gyeong-un’s words Amjongju’s eyes narrowed.
It’s definitely true but I don’t trust it.
At this the head of the clan spoke in a sharp voice.
“Do you really think that I will believe this when I say that I was taught about our school’s sutras by an old master whose name and face I don’t even know?”
“Of course you’ll find it hard to believe.”
“If you do that what will I hear from you…”
“I received teachings from the original scriptures from him.”
‘!?’
The head of the female clan frowned.
Receiving the teachings of the scriptures from the original text was no different from saying that one had learned them in the language of the Pasha kingdom rather than Chinese.
To the extent that he knew the original text he was by no means an ordinary church member.
But there is no proper evidence.
Then as if reading his thoughts Mok Kyung-un turned his head and pointed at the desk with his eyes.
There was paper pencil and ink on the desk.
When it seemed like he wanted to try it Amjongju glared at Mok Gyeong-un’s face and soon released his free hand that was holding him by the collar.
“…Try it once.”
So Mok Gyeong-un went to the desk and poured water and ink. Then he put ink on a brush and started writing on paper.
-Sssssssseu!
[من از مرگ و زندی پشیمان نیستم زیرا این جسد با آتش مقدس سوخته است. به راهی که می خواهید تابد و شادی و غم همه جز خاة خواهد بود. [#23]
[This one body is burned in the sacred fire so there is no attachment to life or death. As the light shines on the path you want to take all your joys and sorrows will become mere dust. Poor sentient beings who have a lot of worries.]
‘!!!!!!’
Amjongju’s eyes trembled rapidly as he looked at this.
His eyes which had been full of disbelief until he started writing changed in an instant.
‘How can this be?’
This was a handwriting that could only be used if you learned it properly not by clumsily remembering the shapes.
If the strokes were drawn like a picture it would not be possible to write like this.
I was even more confident because I was a king of Amjong who had studied the language of Pasa-guk for a long time.
‘I must have learned it from a member of the Church at least as a church father.’
Otherwise there was no way he could have written about Pasaguk so skillfully.
Amjongju who was looking at the sutra written in the language of Pasa-guk in amazement looked at Mok Gyeong-un.
I didn’t know if this was really solid evidence.
What does Mo Kyung-un who is only 17 years old and comes from a prestigious shaman family in Anhui Province use the language of Pasha Province for?
‘Ahhhh.’
Cheongnyeong clicked her tongue when she saw this sight.
Thanks to learning the language of Pasa-guk that suspicious eunuch was gradually letting down his guard.
In fact how could anyone who was not a merchant or translator who was permitted to trade to the West learn the language of the country they were visiting?
It was truly a coincidence that I learned that from a man named my grandfather.
At that time Lord Amjong opened his mouth.
“The church member who taught you the language of the Exodus is probably a church father or higher.”
“father?”
“He is a high-ranking member of the church who can give teachings on sutras.”
“Ah… Is that so?”
“okay. “There aren’t many people who can teach in the original text any more so it would have been better to know its name.”
Amjongju clicked his tongue as if he was truly sorry.
Then he quickly asked:
“Did he only teach you the language of the sutras and pasaguk?”
Mok Gyeong-un paused pretending to ponder for a moment as if he had been waiting for this question.
“Ah…and then I saw that he said he was looking for something.”
“Looking for you?”
“yes. My memory is vague but from what I heard back then… Ah! yes. He said he was looking for the incarnation of Ahriman.”
Amjongju’s eyes widened as if he was surprised by those words.
Mok Gyeong-un expected the female sect leader to react like this.
That’s right too
[اهریمن]
That sentence at the beginning of the paper that was sandwiched between the original scriptures.
That letter was Ahriman.
I didn’t even tell the young lady the interpretation of it.
[Be on guard for the incarnation of Ahriman will appear in this world.]
There was a warning message written on it.
It seemed like perhaps some sort of revelation within Baehwagyo.
I thought this too was worth utilizing and looking at the response from the cancer breed it seemed to be successful.
It was then.
-Park!
The head of the clan grabbed Mo Kyung-un’s shoulder and spoke with some excitement.
“I think I know who taught you the original text.”
“yes?”
what?
You think you know who taught this?
It was a truly ridiculous situation to know who a fictional character who did not exist was.
But Mo Gyeong-un did not express this.
Either way the head of the army had a completely excited look on his face.
‘The only ones who heard the revelation of sanctification that He foresaw were me and the two Guardians. Among them the only one whose count is over sixty is Jang Ho-beop.’
According to Mok Gyeong-un’s words it was definitely Jang’s protection method.
After he went missing he was depressed that both of his guardians were dead.
But if this was true it was a fortunate thing.
“If you have been taught by him he cannot be considered a mere believer. “You too can be said to be qualified as a church father.”
‘hmm?’
Are you qualified to be a grantor?
Who on earth are you guessing that’s why you’re reacting like this?
Although he was puzzled Mok Kyung-un casually expressed humility.
“I only learned the sutras so how can I qualify as a church father? But you said you think you know who it is…”
“It’s hard to tell you right away since he kept you quiet until the end. However it is certain that he is a very high-ranking person at our school.”
“ah….”
“Do you by any chance know where he went after teaching you the scriptures?”
“…I’m sorry but I don’t know. “One day he suddenly disappeared.”
“Ahhhh.”
Hearing these words from Mok Gyeong-un the head of the Am clan could not help but feel sad.
Even so he thought he should take comfort in the fact that Hobeop whom he thought was dead was alive.
While he was doing so Mok Gyeong-un spoke to him in a low voice.
“But there is something that Mr. Master left behind before he disappeared.”
“He left something behind?”
“yes.”
“What is that?”
Thinking that this might be some kind of clue the head of the cancer clan let out a voice full of anticipation.
“It was a sentence written in the language of the Pasa country but it was so vague that I couldn’t figure out what it meant.”
“It was written in the language of the exiled country? “Write it down.”
In response Mok Gyeong-un took up a brush and wrote a piece.
[شمشیر روح]
‘!?’
Seeing this the leader of the clan frowned.
Then he opened his mouth and muttered softly.
“Sword of the soul?”
If we translate Pasa-guk’s words literally it was like that.
What does this mean?
He pondered for a moment and then said as if he realized something.
“Ear…sword?”
The sword of the soul could be called the sword of the ghost in other words.
If we were to go by the sentence he left behind the only thing that could immediately come to mind was Gwigeom (鬼劍) a member of the Eight Stars who is said to be the best master of the current martial arts world.
The corner of Mok Gyeong-un’s mouth twitched upward at this guess of the female sect leader.
‘under!’
Seeing this Cheongnyeong stuck out his tongue with sincerity.
This guy is truly ridiculous.
In response to Amjongju’s reaction he created a plausible lie using the information he knew and now he is leading the situation as he intended.
‘…The plan is to make this eunuch find the ghost sword.’
< Episode 40: Cancer Race (3) > end
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