Novel Path of The Shaman Chapter 197

Chapter 197

“…….”

Whether or not Bang Man-pyeong was frozen with a bewildered expression, the masked man walked in and sat down at the table as if he were at home.

“Were you having a drink?”

it’s a shame.

I like alcohol too. Do you want to have a drink with me?

The masked man was none other than Jinmu.

The reason he came to the house of Bang Man-pyeong, the provincial commanding officer, was to leave no regrets behind.

sun name.

After receiving the punishment, it is obvious that he will set up all sorts of dark circles.

Even the shaman was revealed, so there was a high possibility that the shaman would try to harm the shaman.

In that case, it would be best to pull it up by the root in many ways.

After all, Jinmu never promised to give me a fix anyway, so what?

Three days after I told him.

He must be expecting something, but that will be the day his lifeline breaks.

Jinmu pulled up a chair and sat down, putting both feet on the table.

“…….”

Bang Man-pyeong frowned at that arrogant attitude.

However, it was as if he was now in Jinmu’s grasp.

Poof, tock!

As Jinmu waved his hand and started the match, the door that had been opened closed by itself.

rebellion?

It was a jawless sound.

“Who are you?”

To tell you, would you have worn a mask in the first place?

Instead of answering, Jinmu threw the plan he had been harboring in front of Bang Man-pyeong.

“This?”

Bang Man-pyeong opened the book with a suspicious look.

“this person… … .”

Eyes are trembling non-stop.

You’d be surprised. If you’re not surprised, you’re not even a person.

“How about this?”

Bang Man-pyeong grabbed the book and glanced at Jinmu several times.

“how is it? Are you interested?”

“…….”

How about half a horse?

From the moment he checked the contents of the book, to Bang Man-pyeong, Jinmu was not a stranger, but a nobleman.

It is a certificate that I have longed for and longed for, even in my dreams.

It’s not just the solar name.

If what was written in the book was true, the entire police station as well as the West Bank would be overturned.

He was able to overthrow all those who ran state affairs by accepting bribes.

Moreover, if you dig up the tail, maybe even the corruption above it… … .

Swoop! Break up! widely!

Jinmu swung his hand and shook it again, and the book of repairs that Bang Man-pyeong was holding flew back.

I didn’t know that I could use the empty water in this way, but it’s impossible to bargain if I show you everything.

I’ve shown you a few, that’s enough.

The more the party moves, the more advantageous this side is, so from now on, all you have to do is wait patiently.

“What are you… … ?”

Bang Man-pyeong, who had been robbed of something he didn’t want to let go of, wiggled his hand several times, feeling the lingering lingering feeling of regret.

But why do you keep asking the same thing?

Who else is the identity?

“me? Merchant of justice passing by.”

“…….”

In Bang Man-pyeong’s eyes, a momentary absurd impression came to mind as if he had seen a dirty insect.

Either that or not, Jinmu shamelessly raised the tip of his chin.

It was something that made the heart grow thicker, but isn’t it cool?

Merchant of justice passing by.

Here, Yo is a ‘businessman’ rather than justice.

“… … If you are a merchant… … You want to sell it?”

natural thing.

The word free service is not in the dictionary of this body.

“how much?”

That’s not it, man. Who is thirsty now?

“proposal!”

“…….”

“Don’t hate it.”

“hmm… … . silver… … hundred… … ?”

Oh, I haven’t been in business, you bastard.

When Jinmu frowned and tried to leave, Bang Manpyeong freaked out and changed his words.

“gold! gold!”

Okay, now let’s talk a little bit.

Jinmu, who was sitting down as if he couldn’t win, shook his head intentionally, and Bang Manpyeong’s face was severely distorted.

“Twenty… … .”

“…….”

“Four, thirty… … More than that… … .”

“Bring it.”

“… … I see.”

When Jinmu put his legs on the table again in a relaxed posture, Bang Manpyeong hurriedly ran.

After a while, what was in Bang Man-pyeong’s hand was a pocket containing a gold treasure and several papers.

“This should be enough. A document about the land and manor passed down through generations in our family.”

“…….”

Jinmu looked at the room for a while.

The greed in his eyes.

It is different from that of those who desire riches.

You can tell just by seeing that he doesn’t regret the wealth he brought.

“How are you going to handle this? Are you going to use it to intimidate those listed?”

“What nonsense! Of course, you will have to use this as a proof to root out the evils of this country.”

The true identity of the greed contained in the eyes.

it was a will

When a person lives for a long time, you can guess the life and personality he has lived from his eyes, actions, and tone of voice.

Even in Jinmu’s eyes, Bang Man-pyeong could only see the image of an upright official.

Well, once passed.

However, no matter how many times I checked, it wasn’t enough.

“Wouldn’t that be enough? If you wield it carelessly, you may be subject to external pressure.”

“Of course it will. But with just that, you can move the guards. By His Majesty’s command, I can conduct an investigation without sanctuary.”

“…….”

He didn’t seem to have any intention of using the fix.

Fortunately, I met an upright official, so a large-scale investigation and purge of not only Taeyang Myung but also corrupt bureaucrats will be carried out.

But no matter how much it is, I can’t believe I’m trying to buy a book to get rich by robbing all of my family’s wealth.

Feeling a little sorry, Jinmu let out a sigh and took only the Golden Wonbo from Bang Manpyeong’s hand.

I wouldn’t have done that in the past.

After becoming a guru, how could he have such a sense of justice?

Well, it would be difficult if you got a land document for no reason and then got tracked down.

Originally, cash is best for clandestine transactions.

It’s a little wasteful, but this amount of overcharge can make you feel better.

In any case, since the information about the land of Dongcheon had already been erased from the book, there was no way that Jinmu’s twists and turns would be discovered.

“The deal is over.”

“…….”

Jinmu checked the golden treasure in his pocket and kept it safely in his bosom.

Jinmu was about to leave when Bang Manpyeong hurriedly asked.

“At least your name, please.”

Like an obstinate manager. what do you keep asking don’t let me know

“It’s a good rule not to disclose the source of this kind of thing.”

“ah!”

Bang Man-pyeong wondered if the person in front of him was just doing the right thing and not wanting to honor his achievements, so he said he was a merchant and asked for money.

He must have brought all of his family’s land documents, but he was only carrying a pocket containing the treasure of gold.

Then, was all this bargaining just an excuse?

Perhaps that Geumwonbo can also be used for the less fortunate.

You really are a shameless person.

How can you be such a righteous person?

Maybe a shy bandit?

Heh heh, there are officials who are riddled with all sorts of corruption, but since such a person is active in the dark, the future of the country is still bright.

“Certainly George. Don’t miss a single one.”

“Don’t worry about that. I swear by my office and the name of Eonju Banga.”

“Good. then.”

Fain!

Simultaneously with the answer, Jinmu spewed out the window with his dragon blood.

Perhaps because of the speed, Bang Man-pyeong had the illusion that Jinmu had disappeared for a moment.

Bang Man-pyeong, who had been staring blankly behind him as he disappeared into the darkness in an instant, suddenly came to his senses.

“Look, look. Wake up. Now is not the time to lose your mind!”

pair, pair!

Bang Man-pyeong frantically slapped Galcheon-byeok’s slap.

It’s a lump of steam. i bought it! only money… … It’s not, but I bought it for thirty gold coins anyway! wake up! wake up!

* * *

“Eheh!”

On the way out of Bang Manpyeong’s house and toward Hwasan, Jinmu hummed a humming song.

It’s not enough that I just came looking for ten golden coffins, and this guy gave birth to a baby and became forty, and it’s nice to get a bonus book to fuck the guy I don’t like. ?

Hwanggaksu’s cure.

I don’t know how far Bang Man-pyeong will touch it, but the ripple effect will be enormous.

Hmm, maybe you should have paid more and sold it?

No, no. If you overeat, you will pretend, and the work of the government is left to the officials, and the Murim people only have to pay attention to the affairs of the Murim.

that’s the best

As I accelerated thinking of the greedy face of Tae Myung, who would soon scream at the execution site, I saw Hwaeumhyeon under Hwasan called Seoak in the distance.

It is the duty of a traveler to have a drink and take a break when meeting a village, but now there is no need for that.

This is the last one.

The last piece of the Sheep Heart Gong.

It was sleeping on a volcano that could reach its nose if it tipped over.

As long as you get it!

Sima Jeong, Emperor, all under me… … Hehehe.

“Stop!”

“… … flaw?”

As I ran in a pleasant thought, I had already arrived at the mountain gate of the volcano.

A soldier wearing a uniform with a plum blossom pattern on the sleeve stands in front of Jinmu.

“Who are you, Dou, so you want to climb the mountain gate tonight?”

I could feel the strength of his body intensely in the calm tone of the warrior with his hair rolled up and tied up without wearing a separate conduit.

He stands calmly holding the sword behind his back, but it gives the illusion that he is about to wield it at any moment.

Even though they did not build and decorate a huge and splendid gate like Kunlun or Gong, a warrior standing in front of them was telling them everything about the volcano.

Momentum that exudes a subtle sense of intimidation with sharpness exquisitely harmonized with softness.

It was a well-refined prayer, distracting enough to make you forget what prose looks like.

He seemed to know enough why the people of the world chose the shaman’s Taegeuk (太極) and Namgung’s Changcheon (蒼天) as well as the Hwasan’s Maehwa (梅花) as the three clauses of the Jungwon swordsmith.

“Meet the help of the volcano. It’s the shaman’s jinmu.”

Jinmu, who was deeply pleased with the sharp spirit of the volcanic warrior, brought out the Taegeukpae.

“Ah, are you a shaman swordsman? Oops, I didn’t notice that. It is the robe of the great disciple of Hwasan.”

When Jinmu revealed his identity, Hwasan’s unmanned court uniform smiled and bowed.

It’s as if he knew he was coming in advance.

How?

Jinmu is puzzled.

“I’ve been waiting since daytime because Unam Dojo arrived in advance and informed me.”

Oh right. sent it first

It was only then that Jinmu remembered Unam and shook his head.

“Come on up. There are many people who are waiting for the shaman prosecutor.”

wait?

Well, this body is not another person, but a shaman swordsman with a good reputation.

Even if you’ve never had a relationship with a volcano, you can be happy.

Give grace to the Kunlun, give grace to the common.

At this point, it’s almost like a grace maker for the Taoist Gate only… … .

“It will be nice to see you.”

huh?

nice to meet you? who?

When Jinmu makes a puzzled expression, the court uniform is full of smiles.

This baby, just speak. Don’t just bring in the plate and lay it down.

make people curious

“Are you curious?”

“…….”

“Haha, come on up. It would be better to see you in person.”

this bastard… … Shall I hit?

Jinmu pondered for a long time as he smiled and saw the robe walking in front of him.

I’m not kidding people.

Jinmu, with a frown on his face, followed the robe and jumped up the rocky volcano.

The leading ritual robe is Hwasan’s representative light gong Amhyangpyo, and the following Jinmu is a light shaman’s Jeunjong, as if stepping on a cloud.

The appearance of the two walking ahead and behind seemed to harmonize well, as if the scent of plum blossoms was flowing along the clouds in a quiet night.

how high did it go

From the end of the granite rock, the magnanimity of the volcanic wave appeared.

It was another magnificent view because the trees with long branches were in harmony with the antique temple built on a huge granite that reflects the moonlight.

But before admiring the scenery.

“Jimmu!”

“……?”

A familiar voice calling to you.

The guru in his early 30s who could be seen behind Unam, who was waiting for him, was Jinheo, the first disciple of Wonhwagwan, and the face behind him was smiling brightly.

“Master?”

It was Myungjin.