Novel Path of The Shaman Chapter 294

Episode 294

“This bastard…”

While Peng Ui-bang was angry with his cheeks shaking, Hye-jo approached Myeong-hyeon.

“Myeonghyeon Dojo.”

“Yes, Ambassador.”

“Can I have a little talk with the shaman?”

“…All right.”

After thinking for a while, Myeonghyeon withdrew his sword and carefully moved out of the way to open the way.

Then Hyejo approached Jinmu and asked with a calm expression.

“Jimmu Dojo.”

“yes.”

“Is what you say true?”

“yes. There is Mukryong-dong there. If necessary, send a chimney to the volcano to check.”

“…”

Jinmu knew that Hyejo was trying to confirm the truth by using the power of Buddhism.

Because the fire in his eyes was already looking at him as if digging into his inner self.

So I didn’t lie.

In order to completely deceive the opponent, the lie must not be excessive. How to add a spoonful or two of lies to the truth.

They said that there was Mukryong-dong, but they did not say that they got Mukryonghonwongong there.

“…hmm. Right. I don’t feel like you’re lying.”

A word from Hyejo erases suspicion from people’s faces at once.

he is such a person

Because he is the biggest adult of the political faction and everyone acknowledges his insight that has been wiping fire for a long time.

“Sounds outrageous! Don’t be fooled by that wicked bastard. He is a master of evil martial arts!”

As Peng’s room shouts in rebuttal, Hyejo stares at him with a slight frown between her brows.

“Isn’t Gwangho’s lord ignoring Shaolin’s Buddhist Seongong, which Binseung learned?”

“…Unknown precedent is not omnipotent. You can’t always be right. How can you not keep in mind that a guy who has mastered wicked martial arts can cheat even that?”

“…I’ll admit that an uneducated pioneer may not be able to judge properly. Hana Jinmoo Dojang overcame Arhanjin with the power of anti-horse. How could you do that with an evil mind?”

“Hey, anyone can destroy Arhanjin!”

At Peng’s words, the expressions of the Shaolin monks, including Hyejo, hardened coldly, but the person himself, perhaps not feeling the atmosphere, glared at Jinmu fiercely and shouted.

“I said with my own mouth that he was definitely helping the rebels in Sapaecheon. What would he do if he obtained the martial arts of the Four Emperors in exchange for his betrayal?”

“Don’t you say you got it from the Golden Dragon and didn’t know it?”

“does not make sense!”

“Also, as Changchun said, martial arts is just martial arts! Human nature never changes.”

“The essence doesn’t change? That is incorrect. Then, what happened to the magicians? Their martial arts change their very nature!”

“so? Was Jinmu Dojang wicked?”

“…what?”

“Everyone saw the showdown with Changchun earlier, but you didn’t!”

“….”

“What do you think would have happened if Jinmu Dojo had avoided the sword force thrown by the blue sky without blocking it?”

“That’s it.”

“No one will think that the Lord of the Changchun made a mistake.”

“….”

“Does it seem that only the practitioners of the shaman were harmed? Jinmu Dojang even turned around and blocked the steps he had avoided to prevent the damage. who is more wicked? Is it Changchun who tried to win by targeting even unrelated people? Or is it Jinmu Dojo who stopped it even though he knew he would be in danger!”

“…”

Peng’s room didn’t answer anything.

It’s an outsider, you bastard.

If you have a bad head, you should speak with your fist like Chun Woo-myeong, but that’s what happens when you speak with your mouth.

Jinmu kept his mouth shut and cheered hard on Hyejo, who showed off her excellent speech.

The more Peng Uibang refuted, the more public opinion turned to him.

“The Jinmu Dojang said he obtained the martial arts of the Four Emperors at the Golden Dragon Gorge of Hwasan. When that is confirmed, his innocence is revealed.”

“…”

Jinmu added words as if driving a wedge into the image of Peng’s cheeks twitching, conscious of the eyes around him.

One person who will add credibility to his words.

“Actually…”

Everyone turned their heads and listened to Jinmu’s voice that leaked behind his back.

“This martial art was obtained by accident after finishing the pyoju in the volcano. And Yang So-bang, whom I met later in Jongnam, knows that I have mastered this boatman.”

“…what what?”

When even the name of Yang So-bang was mentioned, Peng’s room widened its eyes.

Mupunggae Yang So-bang, who devoted himself to the political faction in the shadows, was a figure representing justice.

“Is it true that Mupunggae already knew?”

“yes.”

“her!”

Everyone made the same expression at Hyejo’s astonishment.

“At the time, he did not say that this martial art belonged to the Four Emperors, but he said that martial arts were just martial arts… He even helped me a lot so that I could achieve achievements.”

“Um…”

Of course, a spoonful of lies here too. But that alone will make everyone think the same thing.

Even the fire department refused. That fact is enough.

“Hmm, I understand.”

After thinking about it for a while, Hyejo turns her head back and seeks opinions from the leaders of each faction.

“Everyone knows that Jinmu Dojang had no choice but to learn Sagong to achieve balance, since he had mastered Yang-Yi Shim Gong. The martial arts of the Four Emperors are also just a branch of the martial arts, but I don’t think it’s a big enough problem to call it a sin.”

Everyone nods at Hyejo’s words.

“Hwasan immediately confirms the existence of Mukryong-dong in Geumryonghyeop, and how about contacting Moupunggae and confirming what Jinmu Dojang said?”

“That’s right. You do.”

It wasn’t because he was a big adult in Moorim.

Everyone present knew that Hyejo’s judgment was correct.

“Jimmu Dojo.”

“yes. Ambassador.”

“I support your innocence, but I cannot leave you unattended.”

“I understand.”

“I will be detained until the truth is confirmed…”

Hearing Hyejo carefully handing him over, Jinmu fell into trouble for a moment. The time he needed was three days until the main corps led by Jeoksaeng arrived.

A day had passed since I arrived in Bukjin.

Anyway, the news will come and go to Jeonseo-gu, and it won’t take long to find Mukryong-dong in Geumryonghyeop of Hwasan.

Two days is enough.

“If so, would you like to do divination or divination while in detention?”

“…huh?”

For a while, prostration and divination are quite possible.

However, in the position where the guilt has not been confirmed, there was no one to step forward and demand it.

Nevertheless, when Jinmu brought up the story first, Hyejo was suddenly speechless.

“The purpose is to clear up misunderstandings, so I don’t mind. Whatever decision is made, I will gladly accept it.”

“…”

Everyone nodded their heads at Jinmu’s humble attitude and couldn’t hide their satisfaction.

Huh, to point fingers at a person like this for being wicked just because of martial arts

…

“No. I will trust you Also, in case the unrighteous might target you, I will temporarily detain you in the prison of the Jeongju Branch.”

Deliberately, it was good to first talk about mountain work and divination. Thanks to this, trust in Jinmu has increased even more.

At this point, the conclusion is no different.

I didn’t know that Mukryong-dong would be used like this. Well, whatever it was, it didn’t matter.

Chaegibeop, the basis of Mukryonghonwongong, is not something anyone can learn. A martial art that is only possible if it fits your constitution. If you learn it wrong, you might fall into demonic nature like Baek-pyo.

And if there is a person who has been born with the constitution and has safely mastered the technique of snatching, it is all his luck and fortune, and Jinmu does not care.

The important thing is that the fraudulent act that he started with the fact that he was a shaman was completely successful.

With this, identity washing is over.

“thank you.”

Jinmu bowed his head towards Hyejo.

“Just confinement! No way…”

“Shut up!”

When Peng’s room immediately refutes it, Hyejo scolds him harshly.

“How can you still talk like that!”

“…”

“Look around. You can’t feel the eyes looking at you!”

“…”

“You seem like an ugly person… It’s shameful that someone who can’t even judge self-interest is called Jeongmu Chilseong just because he’s excellent at martial arts.”

Hyejo’s words were sharp.

However, when he realized that the atmosphere around him was too unfavorable for him, Peng’s room couldn’t say anything and just frowned.

He was alone, and Namgung Muhyu, who would help him, was already being transported to the doctor’s room on a stretcher.

Damn it…

Pang’s room gritted his teeth and glared at Jinmu.

Where do you get your cat’s eyes open and twisted?

You are next. Look forward to it.

“…”

The moment he saw Jinmu’s eyes, Peng’s room instantly felt goosebumps rising up his back.

“Hey there… look. Those eyes… oh damn…”

But no one listened to him anymore.

* * *

Underground Prison in Jeongju Branch.

In the place that had been empty for a while, Jinmu took a seat and sat down.

Myeonghyeon, Jinmyeong and other disciples, as well as Cheongsang and Cheongwu, look at Jinmu with sad expressions.

“sorry. Jangmunin. Because of the greed to achieve greatness, the martial arts of the enemy of war…”

Jinmu, who was seated, said to Myeonghyeon, who was looking at him with a vague look.

“no. no. don’t worry too much I should have trusted you, but I’m ashamed of myself for being shaken for a moment. Wasn’t it you who came in as a shaman in the arms of Myung-jin at a young age that you can’t even remember and lived as a do-dong?”

Myeonghyeon blushes as if embarrassed and comforts Jinmu.

“You were the one who looked after Myeong-jin who was sick more than anyone else, but I had doubts. It won’t happen again. What if it was the martial arts of the Four Emperors? As Ambassador Hyejo said, your essence does not change.”

“…”

Jinmu listened in silence to Myeong-hyeon’s monologue-like words.

“It’s Jinmu. In any case, you are the proud disciple of the shaman and the shaman’s swordsman.”

“…yes.”

At Myeonghyeon’s words, Jinmu felt a little guilty for cheating. Especially by the time I remembered what I had done to the shaman in the past….

Yes, the past is just the past. The present and the future don’t matter.

Don’t worry.

From now on, my life is a shaman-jigeom-jinmu-im and at the same time a sapae-cheonju.

What Jinmu wants is to climb to the top of Sama Jeong and look down on the world, but he has no intention of letting Sapaecheon achieve the unification of the central plains.

All you have to do is live in your own place according to your own ideology.

Reconciliation? There is no need for anything like that.

What are you doing to keep me from fighting? A tribe of warriors would not develop unless they fought.

Still, someday, the shaman should be placed at the top of the political faction.

“Now everyone, go and rest.”

“no.”

“A man of longevity.”

“…”

“Although I am innocent, I am a criminal until Mukryong-dong of Geumryonghyup is confirmed.”

“You are a sinner! It doesn’t matter.”

Jinmu smirks at Myeong-hyeon, who yells at him.

“It is not good for others to see.”

“Are you saying that other people’s eyes are so important to nothing? I’m a shaman’s longevity. The disciple’s sins are my sins. And how can I rest in peace when you are so detained?”

“I feel uncomfortable, Jang Moon-in. I am very tired from the confrontation with Changchun.”

“…”

No, he did something…. After winning so easily…

But after repeated persuasion from Jinmu, Myeong-hyeon sighed and declared surrender.

“Hyuu, the seat will be uncomfortable…”

“It is quite comfortable to collect the straw on the floor and lie on it.”

“…until he is so free-spirited.”

Jinmyeong spoke politely to Myeonghyeon, who was looking at Jinmu with pity.

“Jang Moon-in. Do what the priest says. I will talk to you until you fall asleep.”

When Jinmyeong said that, Myeonghyeon sighed deeply and barely got up.

“…Whoa, I get it. Let yourself stay and talk. The two of them will lead the future shamans, so they must have a lot to talk about. Now, let’s go back.”

Myeong-hyeon chased Cheong-sang and Chung-wu, whom he regretted, and left the prison. All that was left was the soldiers standing guard, Jinmyeong, and the trapped Jinmu.

“Would you mind stepping aside for a moment?”

At Jinmyeong’s words, the guardsmen pondered for a while, then bowed their heads and retreated.

It was a jinmu that wasn’t even restrained properly. There was no one who thought Jinmu was a criminal in the north.

The prison cell was completely emptied.

Jinmyeong looked at Jinmu quietly and calmly opened his mouth.

“You are good at lying.”

“…”

Oh, you bastard. He said something about Daeryongbang. But why didn’t he say a word until now?