Novel Path of The Shaman Chapter 504

Episode 4

“Heukheukheuk.”

Ya Yul-seong, squatting near Chungheo-am’s back room, tore off a boiled chicken leg in a bowl and sobbed sadly.

“Ah, that’s it… Hehehehe. Uhhhhh.”

Is it because the hot soup touched the wound in the mouth?

I couldn’t chew well because of the bitterness and had to swallow.

“Bitch bitch, kill bitch. uh huh.”

He set a grand goal of standing at the top of the world in the future, and infiltrated (?) a shaman by laundering his identity.

But what does this mean?

really beaten to death.

It almost came flying like a memorization and was chopped together with the broken vegetables.

What do you mean by all that?

She was just cooking rice…

He was startled at the moment and turned his head away.

The woman who looked like a demon fresh from hell when she was beating herself was now smiling brightly at the other masters and sharing alcohol and meat.

Fortunately, there is no way to notice… there is no way to notice.

I was cursing inwardly.

Damn, I never thought I’d be this scared of just one woman.

Anyway, she wasn’t just a woman who cooked rice.

If it’s enough to make you feel the pain that pierces your bones, you must be a hidden master of the shaman.

I was angry and bitter again.

How did he become like this?

‘It’s great.’

It’s a piece of shit…

‘Although Sogongja lacks bets, his enlightenment is not lacking even compared to a warrior who has reached the level of determination.’

Damn you…

The words of Sang-pyeong Sang-pyeong, who used to pamper himself whenever he had a chance, were a sinful lie.

enlightenment?

What use is that?

I lack basic physical strength.

Mukryonggi? Until the lamb is cooked, it is no different from a pot of grievances.

In the meantime, even the level of internal energy, which was left just in case, was useless because of San Gong-hyang.

Hard training… Hell pigs…

Now I felt so sad that I had to eat in a hurry while feeling the scent of the backyard after being beaten by a madman in a restaurant.

“Ughhh.”

The tears mixed with the runny nose came into the mouth along with the chicken, adding a salty taste.

But what?

To avoid dying from hunger, I had no choice but to eat even though I was sad or angry.

“Turn it off.”

Yayulseong, whose stomach was already full, made a sound like a dragon’s roar and drank from the bottle next to him.

Was it because of fatigue?

With just one sip, my throat burned and my intoxication rose.

Yeah, what if it’s next to the back yard?

Even if it’s not the time to solve, how fortunate it is.

One person one chicken. A bottle of alcohol there.

At first glance, it was said that it was a tradition of Oryong Palace created by Myeong Jin-ja, who was in the Senate.

Acknowledge good traditions

How merciful is this?

After all, wouldn’t it be better to eat a chicken whole?

I’m really glad that they gave me a drink to cool off.

It was the only consolation in this hellish place.

Occasionally, it seemed that the shaman masters were eating the grass they used to eat in the morning for dessert, but he had no particular idea.

I barely wake up when I’m hungry.

“…Let’s see. I will never forgive you. I will break it.”

Ya Yul-seong patted Chung-wu on the back with poisonous eyes and muttered lowly as he glared at the woman with a hearty smile.

After Unhyeon Hell Pig, the crazy bitch will be listed as the third member of the killing department.

Unhyeon will be cut into pieces, the pig’s head from hell will be put on a table, and the crazy bitch will be put in a pot instead of vegetables and boiled.

certainly!

cororok.

“…”

Oh shit.

Wasn’t one bit enough?

As I strain my eyes and stare at the woman and the people around her, the ghost in my stomach sends another signal.

I guess the training was too hard.

I want to eat a little more…

“Eat this.”

“…?”

As he stared at what others were eating, someone came up to him and held out a bowl full of whole chickens.

“For such a thank you…?”

Ya Yul-seong, who had just reached out his hand, raised his head with a blush on his face, unable to accept the bowl.

who?

Looking up, the one wearing a blue suit… is Unja Bae.

No, more than that,

I’m familiar somewhere.

When he first arrived at Oryonggung under the guidance of Unhyeon, he was isolated from other students and trained alone.

“It’s a lucky day.”

“luck…? yes. But how can you do this to me?”

Yayulseong tilted his head at the smile of the person who identified himself as Uncheon.

Didn’t they say that laughter and kindness always had a reason?

“It looks like we need more.”

“…”

Yayul-seong hesitated for a moment before accepting the bowl that the cloud offered him.

As soon as he received the bowl, Uncheon, sitting next to him, asked.

“Are you having a hard time?”

“…something.”

“I will. I wonder if everyone would call the training process in the Dragon Palace the “Tungseon Road”.”

“….”

I nod my head at Uncheon’s soft smile with her eyes wide open.

It couldn’t have been the perfect expression to say that I was on my way to the end.

“It’s great though. It’s the first day, and you’ve never failed? Most of them collapsed due to paralysis of their limbs during the early morning training.”

“…But I didn’t practice in the afternoon.”

Uncheon shook his head at Yayulseong’s blunt reply.

“Afternoon practice isn’t that hard.”

“yes?”

“The afternoon training is supervised by Master Chungsang.”

“…”

“The only thing that is physically difficult is the morning training organized by Master Chungwoo.”

“Ah….”

Ye Yul-seong, who nodded at Un-cheon’s words, suddenly bent his head crookedly.

Cheongsang Master Cheongwoo Sasook.

then?

“Is Uncheon Dojo a disciple of Cheongsang Dojang?”

“yes. Embarrassingly, I am the only direct disciple in Unja’s ship.”

“ah!”

When Uncheon scratched his head with an embarrassed expression, Yayulseong made a slightly surprised expression.

The current Shaman District Prosecutor’s Office is said to have inherited the position directly from Jinmu.

To say you were his disciple…

“If you do, you’ll be studying martial arts from the master of Cheongsang.”

“It’s not really like that. In the past, I received training from the ambassador.”

“Are you the ambassador?”

“yes.”

“….”

Yayulseong tilted his head as an unexpected presence came out.

I have a cheong-sang as my master, but there is another person who is called the ambassador?

Hmm, are you talking about long-time writers?

“Have you heard? Ambassador Jinmu.”

“…!”

In an instant, Yayul’s eyes widened.

Maybe the interest rate?

“Woah, who is Wooyang?”

“uh? What is my last name?”

“…”

Yayul-sung instantly realized his mistake and was startled.

Hearing so much from Sang-pyeong, he was memorizing Jinmu and the people around him, so the name popped up unconsciously.

fucked up

How suspicious is it that a disciple who has just entered the world knows even the genus name of one of the great disciples?

When Uncheon tilted his head with a questionable expression, Yayulseong gulped and noticed.

what to do

How do you say you knew?

“How amazing. Someone who just entered the country knows my real name…”

“…”

I doubt it.

It’s amazing in words, but it’s clear that you doubt it inside.

Damn, to make such a mistake…

“Ha ha ha ha. In fact, the reason I dreamed of entering the sword was out of respect for Dojang Jinmu, the great hero of Moorim… I researched anything about him…” “Hmm, that might be the case

. It’s amazing though. I don’t know anyone else, but few people know my generic name….”

“….”

Seeing him caressing his chin and being suspicious in earnest, I felt like I was being burned up to my throat.

“Because the original Jinmu dojo is famous…”

“What are you doing? The ambassador has a bit of a personality, but he is quite famous.”

“…”

Phew…

Yayulseong let out a sigh of relief and secretly wiped his chest.

shit. You should hurry up and change the topic before you make more mistakes.

“Who is that woman? I really thought I was going to die.”

“….”

Uncheon turned his head and looked at the tip of Ya Yul-seong’s outstretched finger, then nodded in reply.

“ah! Are you my wife?”

“Wife…?”

“yes. He has been living in Chungheoam for five years. The name is party…”

“Dang…? ah! Naejashi of Jinmu Dojo?”

“huh? and! Be great. Confucius Yayul really doesn’t know anything. How else did you know that?”

“…”

Damn it.

Why do you keep making mistakes like this?

“that’s right. You are the ambassador’s daughter-in-law. Of course, it’s my own opinion, but… For now, I’m calling her Mrs. If I don’t call him that, he suddenly gets angry…” ”

….”

“Usually, he is in the Senate where Myeongjin Jeungsajo is located or Cheonjubong’s hermitage where the Grand Master lives whenever he returns, but like today, he is in Chungheoam. When there is an event scheduled, I often come here for a drink.”

“Oh, that’s right.”

Yayulseong nodded and gulped down a drink to moisten his parched lips.

“If a true wife gets angry, no one can stop her except for the Grand Master and the great ancestors of the Senate. You can never do that like before. Got it?”

“yes.”

That’s what I’ve already realized.

Somehow, I heard that the game on vegetables was fierce, so it must have been that age.

The craziest of Jinmu’s colleagues…

Come to think of it, I hadn’t heard anything about that woman except that she was crazy.

Damn, I didn’t recognize it right away.

“And I heard you were scolded by Sasuk Chung-woo because of Unhyeon?”

“…”

scolding?

did you just get hit?

Like a double-edged dog?

“It’s not something I’m going to tell you, but Confucius, please understand. It’s not that Unhyeon has a bad personality… he’s still young.”

“…you are not forgiven for making mistakes because you are young.”

When Unhyeon’s story came out, Ye Yul-seong, who was already upset with him, frowned.

“that’s right. It’s not forgiven, but… phew, it’s all because of a bad habit that sprung up at some point.”

“A bad habit?”

“yes. Shall we call it some kind of declaration ceremony?”

“…”

“As Confucius himself knows, training in the Dragon Palace is training, so most of them cannot last a day. The longest you lasted was ten days? As a result, the disciples had to test themselves. If the person you became close to after enduring hardships leaves without being able to endure it, you feel the vacancy much bigger. We will be friends soon.”

“…however so.”

Uncheon’s explanation was kind and quiet, so I could easily understand what he meant, but when I think of the fact that I was beaten… “Still,

it’s fortunate that Chungwoo is private. The disciples of Oryonggung over there were trained by Grand Master himself. Back then, the music rang every day.”

“Ah….”

Woon-cheon smiles as she recalls the past.

But Lee Ja… had a really soft smile.

I feel at ease just watching it, should I say it’s like a real guru I saw in a book?

After all, you didn’t become the disciple of the first person in the world for nothing.

“Try hard. If you have a hard time, tell me anytime. Even if the training process is difficult, never give up. I will always support Yayul Gongja from behind.”

“…”

“You might become my priest someday.”

Yayulseong’s face slightly distorted at his smile as he spoke kindly and put a hand on his shoulder as if encouraging.

It was because his warmth stimulated the weakness hidden in the abyss.

A child who was abandoned even by his father.

An illegitimate child who was treated favorably by his brother.

dirty bloodline.

The warmth that had never been conveyed to him who had to live at the bottom of the world.

Is this what being a brother feels like?

This baby … Siri to weaken people.

okay.

Even if I kill every little ant in the shaman, I will spare you.

“Metabolism! The Princess is looking for you.”

“Oh yeah?”

When a guru came and called, Uncheon let go of his hand and stood up.

Yayulseong looked up at him with eyes full of regret.

I didn’t want to send it.

I wanted to feel the warmth of earlier and get closer to him.

However, the call of the palace cannot be ignored.

Instead of grabbing hold of his collar, Ya Yul-sung sang with a full of regret.

“Uncheon Dojo!”

“yes?”

Uncheon turned his head to look at Yayulseong’s call.

“Training course! I will definitely overcome and become a disciple of Ohryonggung. Like Uncheon Dojang.”

“…”

At the words of Yayulseong, which seemed like a promise, Uncheon tilted his head slightly and smiled.

“is it so. I definitely hope so. I don’t know because I’ve never gone through the training process, but I’m sure Confucius Yayul will do it.”

“Yeah?”

“Because I was a disciple of the Grand Master before I even came to the shaman… I didn’t go through that training process.” Didn’t go through

“…”

?

Didn’t you see it right?

“Then do your best.”

After smiling and cheering, Uncheon leaves with the guru who has come to call.

A slowly crooked smile appeared on Ya Yul-sung’s lips as he stared at his back, which was gradually moving away from him.

Ah… you haven’t experienced it.

At the same time, they cheered me on as if they understood me very well.

“….”

Boys ….

You are the fourth.