Myst, Might, Mayhem Chapter 310

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<Episode 85 Reunion (2)>

In the middle of the night with pouring rain.

There was someone on the mountainside wearing bamboo hats and a bamboo raincoat looking down at a small village with twinkling lights.

As I was looking down at the village I heard the sound of a cane being touched on the muddy ground from behind.

Then soon a voice was heard.

“It is exactly as you said. Finally came here. “It turns out it was an inducement.”

“Escape is inevitable because the situation is difficult but unless you are an idiot there is no reason to do anything that stands out.”

“I see. Thanks to you the wait was worth it and you won the bet.”

-Tang!

Someone behind him flicked a silver coin with his finger.

Then the person wearing the bamboo raincoat caught it without turning his head even once.

Silver coins were the price for betting.

Juklipin who put the silver coin he accepted in this way into his bosom said.

“Are you sure you’re ready?”

“Hehehe you don’t trust Nobu?”

“It could be so. If that were the case there would be no reason to be with Elder So. “Let’s watch the old man’s skills.”

“Wait and see. “I think we can resolve this quietly.”

Someone called an old man showed strong confidence.

* * *

-thud!

“Big!”

Apostolic Monk Jae-jeong put down a liquor jar the size of a five-year-old child and looked at Nyeop-chun across from him with a grinning face.

Nyeop-chun like him was holding the liquor jar with both hands and gulping it down and more than half of the liquor was not on his mouth but on his chin and jacket.

Then Nyeopchun stumbled and put down the liquor jar.

-thud!

“Shit!”

“C’mon you can’t do this to Daengjung.”

Jae-jae-jeong said with triumph after checking the alcohol remaining in Nyeop-chun’s liquor jar.

Nie Chun looked at Jae-jeong with an expression of disgust.

I was confident that I was a drinker so I decided to compete but this wasn’t even a live liquor jar it was just pouring alcohol.

It’s not like I’m pushing away the alcohol with my inner strength so how can I be so fine?

“Are you really okay?”

“Do you think you’ll get drunk just by emptying three liquor jars this size? Hahahaha.”

After being betrayed he drank alcohol every day.

He didn’t want to see things he couldn’t see and wanted to stay drunk all the time so he drank all the time and became one of the most drunk people in the Jungwon martial arts group.

“Hahaha…”

“You little brat. “If you know now that you can’t do it don’t fight.”

“What’s wrong with that? There’s still a long way to go. “Do it again.”

“Even if it doesn’t work out for you.”

“Let’s do it again!”

Since Seopchun was coming I grabbed the liquor jar and drank it again.

Then after taking a few sips he was unable to hold on to his stomach and eventually ran outside as if he was vomiting.

“Woo!”

“You brat. Clue.”

Jae-jae-jeong laughed while looking at him and started drinking again.

Meng Wuyue looked at these two as if he was pitiful shook his head and then took a sip of the warmed yellow wine.

“Things even the capital city doesn’t know about.”

What kind of taste do you enjoy when you drink alcohol like that?

They were really pathetic guys.

-widely!

Meng Muyak who put down his glass raised the corners of his mouth as if he was in a better mood.

Since entering the imperial palace on a mission I had to remain in a state of constant tension so I had no time to drink like this.

“Whoa.”

However I had a drink to relieve the fatigue from traveling south without rest for nearly five days and my blood rushed to my whole body and my insides felt warm.

Maybe that’s why the alcohol felt particularly sweet.

“Branch manager. Did you say that this Huang Zhou is Shaoxing Zhou?”

“you’re right. This time when I went down to Jiangnan I brought it from Shaoxing Zhejiang Province. How about it? “Does it taste good?”

“It’s delicious. The tastes of sour taste sour taste bitter taste spicy taste and astringent taste are well balanced. “It is indeed the drink enjoyed by Gu Qian of the Yue Dynasty.”

The Henan region where the Yue Dynasty was located was a granary area so the brewing method of making alcohol from rice was developed and thanks to this there were many famous yellow wines.

Shaoxing liquor (紹興酒) is a yellow liquor that can be said to be a specialty of Shaoxing Zhejiang Province.

Shaoxing liquor which is considered the best among yellow liquors is a brewing method that has been passed down since the Spring and Autumn Period and was famous for being distributed to soldiers by King Guqian of the Yue Dynasty before going to punish the Wu Dynasty.

“As the deputy head of the intelligence department under Lord Hoe you have great insight. “You are truly brilliant.”

Mong Wuyak smiled at the branch manager’s flattery as if nothing had happened.

His father Buhoeju Mong Seocheon had a great knowledge of alcohol and placed great importance on the wine route so he also showed his son Mong Muyak a taste of alcohol from various regions of the Central Plains.

Therefore Mongmuyak also had extensive experience in drinking and had extensive knowledge about alcohol.

“Fuhahaha. “You’re just drinking and you’re acting all noble.”

At that time Jae-Jeong-Jeong laughed and provoked Meng Wu-Yao.

One of Meng Wuyak’s eyebrows rose upward at his provocation.

But soon he ignored it.

Playing with low-class people would only tire the noble self.

“The Bodhisattvas who are so pretty and drink like Saenim seem to put their mouths to their mouths and sip saying ‘Oh my I can’t drink it.’ Fuhahahaha.”

‘…Saen? sniffling?’

Blood appeared on Meng Wuyak’s forehead which he tried to ignore.

Jae-jae-jeong gave him a funny look and scolded him.

“Why are you upset? But what if it’s true? “The head of the company can’t drink properly so he can’t participate in the masterpiece…”

-Park!

Before he could finish his words Meng Wuyak immediately stood up from his seat picked up a liquor jar and immediately drank it down.

He drank it in without stopping even once and emptied it in one go and Yama was him.

But it didn’t end there.

Immediately afterwards he picked up the liquor jar next to him and gulped it down making it a dreamy medicine.

Until the first poison

‘I fell over kid.’

Jae-Jeong Jeong who was relaxed with this look on his face soon swallowed his dry saliva and his eyes widened.

I thought this guy was a clumsy saenim who was the leader and all but it seems that wasn’t the case.

-thud!

Meng Muyak emptied the two poisons in one go and quickly found a full liquor jar.

Then he shouted at the branch manager at the same time as Jaejeongjeong.

“Bring out all the alcohol you have.”

“Please bring me more alcohol.”

The branch manager was taken aback by the two men’s request but soon could not resist their urging and motioned to his subordinates to go to the warehouse.

-Growl! Grumble!

Despite this noisy situation Seonghwa Reeongju was sleeping in front of a warm brazier covering herself with a blanket even snoring.

She hadn’t been able to sleep properly so it was natural that she couldn’t stand it since she was in a warm place to satisfy her hunger.

There was someone who looked at her Holy Fire Command Spell as if they were disapproving.

He was the masked Marahyeon.

If it weren’t for her pact with her lord Mok Gyeong-un she would have wanted to kill her right away and find out how her own father died.

However since she had made her promise she had to endure it until Mok Gyeong-un’s business was completed.

“joy.”

Mara Hyun snorted and quickly took a sip of her teacup.

Mok Kyung-un who was drinking at him pointed to the full glass and said.

“If you’re not feeling well why don’t you at least have a drink there?”

“no.”

“This is my first time drinking warm alcohol and this is quite delicious.”

“it’s okay. “If everyone drinks their mood will be impaired so someone must remain sane to protect the law and protect the lord.”

Mara-hyeon resolutely refused this.

He had been moving south without stopping for five days and even though there had been no traces he still believed that he should not let down his guard so he had no intention of drinking alcohol.

Looking at him like this Mok Kyung-un smiled.

Although he seemed knowledgeable Mok Gyeong-un looked upon him favorably as he showed off his energy even after coming here and remained alert the entire time.

“It’s not bad. “It would be nice to have at least one drink to warm up your body.”

-braided!

Mok Kyung-un clinked his glass over his full one and poured it into his mouth.

In response Mara Hyeon extended his hand for a moment to the cup then politely held the tea cup in both hands and raised it towards Mok Gyeong-un and said:

“I will take this instead.”

He drank the warm tea with him in one gulp.

Accordingly Mok Gyeong-un no longer encouraged him to drink alcohol.

* * *

Dark dawn about two o’clock.

-Shoot!

Outside it was still noisy with the sound of rain.

The lights were turned off in the once noisy dormitory and soon the only sound was the sound of snoring.

Inside the dormitory building a middle-aged man carefully opened the door and came out.

He was the branch manager here.

The branch manager who came out of the dorm immediately raised his hand up gave a hand signal and flicked his fingers.

– Perfect!

As soon as that happened dark figures appeared from the surrounding buildings.

They were all wearing black masks.

Unhindered by the sound of rain they boldly surrounded the lodging building.

The number of masked people surrounded like that amounted to dozens of people.

Nevertheless more masked people appeared from nowhere.

Then unlike the masked men an old man with a fierce appearance holding a bamboo stick and a bizarrely shaped staff with the head of a snake walked toward where the branch leader was.

When he appeared the branch manager smiled and said

“Like the old man said after about an hour they all collapsed one by one and fell asleep.”

“Didn’t I tell you? Everyone will fall asleep after one hour. “But there was a guy who lasted for almost two o’clock. He was a terrible guy.”

“I think the guy wearing the mask fell asleep late because I couldn’t put a lot of the medicine the old man gave me in the Geumjeong tea just in case. One guy secretly drank a lot but he fell asleep last.”

“It looks like you have some tolerance.”

“Tolerance?”

“okay. That medicine is not a poison but closer to a medicine. Since it is not harmful to the body no matter how expert I am it helps me relax because it naturally causes me to fall asleep slowly. However if you have been prescribed even a little of that medicine you will have no choice but to take it late because you are resistant to it.”

“okay. Anyway you are amazing. As expected you have reached the highest level not only in poisons but also in all medicinal herbs.”

“Hehehe. The praise doesn’t end there. “Are you sure you’re asleep?”

“yes. “I pressed on the acupoint you mentioned but he didn’t move.”

“That’s it.”

With those words the old man wearing a bamboo hat turned his head.

Then as if he had been waiting a person wearing a bamboo hat and a bamboo raincoat walked up from behind and said.

“It’s worth it to bring back old man So.”

-Sigh!

The man wearing the bamboo raincoat slightly raised his hand.

Then some of the masked people stepped forward.

They were people who were good at killing enemies and their martial arts skills were not average.

When a total of six people came out Juklipin gave an order.

“Take out only the old woman and kill the rest by stabbing them in the heart.”

“insect!”

As soon as the name was announced six masked people approached the dormitory with cautious steps.

-Shoot!

Because the sound of the rain was so loud there was no problem killing the sight.

So one by one they entered the dark building with the lights off.

As they entered Juklipin folded his arms and watched quietly.

I was glad that things turned out easier than expected.

It is said that the guy who looks exactly like him has already lost his life in the imperial palace so all we have to do is deal with the rest and steal the Seonghwa Spirit Pillar.

Then the head of the Cheonjihoe branch approached him and spoke carefully.

“Now that this mission has been successfully completed can you recommend me to the Third Realm as promised?”

To his question Juklipin immediately answered in a heavy voice.

“Don’t be impatient. “You have played an important role so of course you will be rewarded.”

“I’m so sorry.”

The head of the Cheonjihoe branch bowed his head apologized and then quickly stepped aside.

They looked at him like they didn’t like Juklipin.

‘You bastard.’

For a guy whose inaction is only at the level of the Four Realms he is too greedy for taking on such an easy task.

While I was feeling sorry for him an old man holding a staff in the shape of a snake’s head tilted his head and opened his mouth.

“You’re late.”

At the old man’s words the eyes of the bamboo holder seen through the bamboo rips narrowed.

It’s definitely late.

A person who falls asleep after taking the medicine prepared by an old man will not easily wake up no matter how much he is hit shaken or even pressed against his acupuncture points.

It is too late to kill such people.

-Kkeeeeeek!

But soon the door to the dormitory which had been closed opened.

When the door opened Inyoung’s face was seen coming out of the dark dormitory.

Looking at its form it appears to be a masked person.

‘!?’

At that moment Juklipin frowned.

I thought it was one of the masked people but it turned out to be none other than the masked person’s head.

In the darkness someone was holding the masked man’s hair and holding it out.

‘What is this?’

The branch manager was embarrassed and didn’t know what to do.

How on earth did this happen?

Apparently everyone inside was asleep and he himself checked by pressing the acupuncture points.

But who is the person holding out the masked man’s severed head from within?

But I heard a voice.

“I thought it was a consideration for the Macmundong angelica root and sanjoin (jujube seeds) to help it grow well but that doesn’t seem to be the case.”

‘!?’

At that voice the eyes of the old man holding a staff shaped like a snake’s head widened.

‘You… noticed this?’

That’s because it was refined using a special secret method to change the scent and taste and the ingredients used were precisely matched.

-with a splash!

At that time the severed head of the masked man fell on the ground filled with rainwater.

Along with him someone who looked like he was in his twenties and had two sword sheaths on his waist walked out of the darkness.

He was none other than Mok Gyeong-un who was wearing a bast face mask.

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Myst, Might, Mayhem

Myst, Might, Mayhem

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Jeong, the Slaughtering Scythe Demon, feels joy in killing others. He happens to look just like Mok Gyeongwoon, the third young master of the Mok Sword Manor... “If you pretend to be me and live my life. I will let you out of this prison.” “Will you really give me that chance?” Slash Kill the third young master and live his life pretending to be him. Will the fake Mok Gyeongwoon survive this life? The serial killer begins his new life as the third young master of the great Mok Sword Manor.

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