Episode 72. During the day of the living corpses,
Han Ibi was crying loudly on the inside and fighting off Seong Chun-don’s attack with half of her courage.
Then I soon realized.
The terrible truth was that Seongchun-don was not giving his all right now…
He was no different from a wild beast playing with its prey.
He is thoroughly… and thoroughly toying with Han Ibi, who is suffering from a double whammy.
But everything in this world has an end.
Seong Chun-don cleverly controlled the position of the wooden sword that was stabbing towards the lower body and suddenly stabbed it towards Han Ibi’s uvula.
The fatal blow was finally cast.
‘If this gets hit, it’s over!’
I knew the timing was a bit late, but Han Ibi had to do something.
I quickly took a defensive posture and protected my neck with a wooden sword.
Sigh!
louder sound.
It had no choice but to do so… because the male sword of Han Ibi flew out of the three pieces.
Just tap!
The wooden sword that fell to the ground made a loud sound.
Thump thump thump thump thump!
Han Ibi’s heart was pounding louder than the sound of the train.
At the same time, he felt an uncontrollable urge.
The evil energy of Master Hong Mong looks as if it will explode at any moment!
Han Ibi felt like she wanted to vomit out loud lion’s hooves.
Seongchundon’s wooden sword is being struck again! That horrible stick!
Then he looked at the back of his hand.
Veins turning black… Geometric patterns resembling lotus flowers.
Han Ibi’s heart sank.
The Great Law of Hongmong is about to be manifested.
That really doesn’t work!
At that moment, Han Ibi, whose reason was at a standstill, immediately thought of the ‘Gyeongpyeon Sohaegeom’ regime that came to mind.
Even young children who have entered the Qing Dynasty learn the martial arts technique!
The jets were pouring down at Seongchun-don’s face at an incredible speed.
He avoided Seong Chun-don’s wooden sword by just one perilla leaf.
This was the moment when my training with Bok Yeon-hwa shined.
Bah!
There was the sound of a watermelon breaking.
Surprisingly, Han Ibi’s simple jjiru was directly stuck in Seong Chun-don’s philtrum!
A double nosebleed is a bonus!
Seongchun-don lost his balance and was flying backwards, like a scene from a movie.
In Han Ibi’s eyes, the scene was being filmed as if in slow motion.
‘I can’t miss this long-awaited opportunity.’
He quickly chased after Seongchun-don, who was flying like a broken kite, using a light attack.
He then started punching his torso before he even hit the floor.
You could say it was like a combo technique from a fighting game…
Then, as soon as he hit the ground, he rushed at him and started kicking him.
Face, nose, chest…
‘Wait… is this… a foul?’
Seong Chun-don, covered in blood, already seemed unconscious.
Han Ibi was momentarily startled and stopped attacking.
Then I realized.
If the attack was to this extent, it would have been right to stop the fight already.
Whether it was a victory declared or a forfeit due to foul play…
But surprisingly, no one stopped the match.
Han Ibi raised her head and looked around.
But…
something was strange.
The expressions on people’s faces… were extremely bizarre.
Should we say they looked like mannequins or like psychopaths…
All the warriors’ eyes were as blurry as the dynamic eyes of an old fish stand.
Including those in the guest room!
Then, Han Yi-bi became even more embarrassed and looked around while activating her Nganjutsu.
Then I noticed something had changed.
There was something unidentifiable, resembling a gourd, placed on the guest table.
Surprisingly, the gourd was lying with the lid open at various places at the feet of the soldiers.
Han Eibi tilts her head alone for a moment.
But soon I realized what was going on.
Cold sweat poured down my back.
‘Holy shit!’
Han Ibi spit out six words in her mind.
‘That strange man was never a dream.’
For some reason, he changed his strategy after seeing that he knew about the ‘act of dispatching to Germany’ using congratulatory gifts.
And that too in a very simple way…
The soldiers, who were completely preoccupied with the fighting, could not easily notice the situation.
It was then.
A ‘whoosh’ sound was heard.
Han Ibi was startled and turned around to see a wooden sword flying away.
He quickly unfolded the Bagua Book and managed to shake it off by a narrow margin.
And then I realized.
“No, didn’t you faint?”
Yes.
The person who attacked Han Ibi was none other than Seong Chun-don.
But something was a little off…
“Aaaah!”
Seong Chun-don screamed hysterically.
The sight of him with his face covered in blood due to the wound he received from Han Ibi was truly horrific.
Seong Chun-don said, his whole body shaking.
“You demon! You devil! “Where are you rushing to?”
Then he screamed loudly again.
“die! die! die! die!”
This is almost a struggle.
Han E-bi was in a state of ‘pause’ for a moment due to this embarrassing scene.
However, he came to his senses when Seongchundon attacked him swinging his wooden sword at very high speed.
“Eek! execution. “Come to your senses.”
Han Ibi shouted as she jumped up and dodged the attack.
But looking at Seong Chun-don’s eyes, it seemed as if all reason had already disappeared.
It feels like you’re watching a crazy zombie movie!
Han Ibi used her wits for a split second and made a gesture of running back and forth.
Seong Chun-don is a zombie version of Seong Chun-don who is confused and doesn’t know where to go.
Han Ibi suddenly jumped towards him and delivered a powerful drop kick to his side.
Uddangtangtang!
Making a loud noise, he was smashing the table that Seong Chun-don had placed on one side.
Only then did a memory pass through Han Ibi’s mind!
There is a world of difference between reading something in print and experiencing it in person.
‘I can’t believe I had completely forgotten such an important development… I guess I must have dozed off while reading…’
He tried to concentrate.
A bizarre sound, almost inaudible, like the sobbing of a blue widow.
It matches the description I read in Yeomsajimong.
The sound of the twangso was making the soldiers violent.
The substance contained in the gourd was also no ordinary ‘poison’.
The combination of drugs and playing the flute is the culprit of all these incidents.
At that moment, Han Ibi discovered that the area around the off-stage, which had been as quiet as ever, had become as noisy as Dottegi Market.
The cause was quickly found.
The disciples of the Cheongseong Sect….
‘This can’t be right…’
Han Ibi swallowed her saliva.
…Because they were all intertwined and fighting with each other.
Han Ibi momentarily glanced at the guest table.
‘Tteaak….’
That’s right.
Hong Gu-geum and Chae Geuk-ik of the Hwasan faction were fighting with each other.
Hong Gu-geum had lost his teeth and was stretching out his arms with blood dripping down his face like a grandfather.
Chae Geuk-ik was not much better, but Hong Gu-geum must have had his head ripped off, so he was bald like a madman and was kicking Hong Gu-geum with bloodshot eyes.
Han Ibi thought.
‘At least… it’s fortunate that the attendees didn’t carry weapons…’
Nam Cheol-hong was fighting with Lee Shin-song by the collar, and Ki Baek-eom was strangling Baek Beom-sang.
Sitting with close people actually acted as a poison.
The same was true for the guests.
It didn’t matter whether we were priests, alumni, or friends.
They each threw punches and kicked the other with vicious force, as if they were each other’s bitter enemy.
I thought it was a good thing that they didn’t eat each other like in a real zombie movie.
In this way, Qingcheng Mountain, a famous Taoist home for a thousand years, was being transformed into a hell where evil spirits were biting each other.
At that moment, the sound of the flute transformed into a more powerful melody.
It was then.
“Aaaah! “How dare this evil spirit attack you!”
This all-too-familiar irritating tone.
It was Seong Chun-don, who was thought to have fainted once again.
Moreover, this time we brought a few more people behind us.
Let’s say they are talented people who beat their opponents in a competition with zombified people!
“No, Elder Seo!”
Yes.
Today’s host Seo Eui-jae, who is famous for being a personable person, was also running along with his white eyes rolling.
Seo Eui-jae raised both arms and rushed towards Han Ibi.
Han Yi-bi had no choice but to avoid it by stepping on the Bagua.
“Oh my gosh, Elder Seo! “Please come to your senses.”
Of course, there’s no way I can hear it.
Seo Ui-jae, along with Seong Chun-don and several other Cheongseong disciples, formed a group and were rushing toward Han Ibi, drooling.
‘What kind of shitty situation is this…?’
Han Ibi had no choice but to grunt, raise her eyebrows and run away.
In doing so, I was able to realize a few things.
People addicted to this strange drug lose their senses and become dazed.
In an instant, you will be brought down to the level of a golden beast.
It’s worth watching up to this point.
However, the moment the sound of the drum is heard, the situation changes completely.
All addicted people become violent and become violent.
However, because they were not in their right mind, they were not able to demonstrate their full potential as powerful experts.
If Han Ibi had been able to use her skills, it wouldn’t have taken long for her to be grabbed by these living zombies and torn to pieces…
But that wasn’t the scary thing.
Even if they can’t show off their skills, they can’t harm Han Ibi as they please.
But I can’t let things continue like this…
‘Please… please come to your senses.’
Then a question suddenly occurred to me.
‘Oh! But why am I fine?’
But where is the time to think like this?
Perhaps because of the loud noise, Seong Chun-don, Seo Ui-jae, and the group of Cheongseong disciples, who had become more numerous, were chasing after Han Ibi, struggling more and more.
‘Mr. Ui, what kind of situation is this…’
But I couldn’t think of a clever solution.
It was then.
Kwakwakwak!
“Ugh!”
A loud sound that felt like it would explode my eardrums rang out.
And then…
boom!
A huge sound that shook the earth exploded again.
At the same time, black smoke could be seen rising from various parts of Mount Qingcheng.
Wherever the smoke rose, dozens of people were lying covered in blood.
It was a scene like a terrorist scene sometimes seen on CNN.
Then, the disciples of Cheongseong, who had lost their sense and were running wild, were momentarily embarrassed and stopped.
Han Ibi took advantage of the opportunity to think about it for a while, but couldn’t think of a good way.
‘It’s a big deal, it’s a big deal… You’re in the middle of a mountain. I heard they didn’t even use explosives at the nuclear power plant…’
At that time, I heard a voice.
“uh? Why are you fine? “How come this guy isn’t addicted?”
Han Ibi was startled and looked towards the direction from which the sound came.
Standing there was a figure wearing a black mask, the trademark bad guy from martial arts novels.
He was tall and skinny.
Then the chubby and short masked man shook his head and said.
“Do you understand?”
“Is there something your brother doesn’t know?”
“Does that have anything to do with our work?”
“Nothing will change with that guy.”
“Then that’s enough. “Get rid of it.”
“All right.”
At the same time as he answered, the masked man’s doll became blurred for a moment.
That moment when Han Ibi blinked, wondering if there was something wrong with her eyes!
In an instant, a masked man appeared in front of him.
Surprised, Han Ibi sped up while casting a light attack.
He swims in the air with his head down, attempting to gracefully step over the masked man like an artistic gymnast.
But…
the masked man suddenly hit the ground, climbed up, and stuck out his hand.
The man rolled up Han Ibi’s right sleeve with his hand and suddenly slapped her on the floor.
Craddangtang!
Han Ibi lost her balance momentarily in the air and fell to the ground.
‘A million…what is this…’
Just as Han Ibi was staggering and trying to get up from her seat.
A masked person was seen throwing a knee kick towards the chin of Han Ibi, who was sitting down.
(Continued in the next part)
