Episode 329 Is there anyone who has been chased by the Murim Alliance, chased by the Demon Cult, or chased by the disciples
at a moment when their expectations were shattered ?
I am the only one.
However, I had to add one more thing. This is because I had a feeling that I would soon be chased by ghosts as well.
The Murim League, the Demon Cult students, and even ghosts.
This is an unprecedented achievement in the history of martial arts.
Looking at it this way, I am living a pretty glamorous life. Of course, life doesn’t always have a dark side.
If I had to point out the bright side.
I got a friend who is part of the Murim Alliance, and he is older than me and his martial arts skills are quite strong.
My friend Lim Sobaek.
In that sense, I also have a friend from the Demonic Cult, who is older than me and is quite strong in martial arts.
My friend Geomma.
If you think about it more positively, even though you are not a friend, there is still an asshole who contacts you for tea, exchanges curses like a neighborhood friend, arranges opportunities for you to perform on a fancy stage, and collects and passes on information that you did not ask for.
This means that Seosaeng also has connections.
My network is so glamorous. Somehow, I had the confidence to build a relationship even with a ghost, but when I thought about it, that ghost had already given me heaven.
Goosebumps…
I needed some alone time to think, so I went into Wolhagwan’s room and started in lotus position.
At this level, rather than worrying about the ghost of the old headquarters, shouldn’t the entire Gangho be worried about my existence itself?
Gongsunsim predicted that the level of the ghosts would be similar to that of the emperor. What would happen if people like the preface, the Namgung Sword Emperor, the King of Swords, the King of Swords, the Sword Master, Shingeuk, and the White Clothes Student gather their will and attack me at the same time?
First of all, it is not easy to run away.
This is because the white-clothed student’s light work is not slower than mine. While preparing for the Sun and Moon Light Spring, it wouldn’t have taken long for the Sword King or the Sword Emperor to cut off his arm, or for him to be captured by the King of Fist, or to fall after being pierced by the Spear of Shingeuk.
Lim So-baek probably won’t be able to endure it easily.
However, I thought that I could endure the open ark and heavenly evil. This is because the overall level is one level higher than that of the kings. In that sense, if the ghosts had appeared as a group near the Murim Alliance in a past life, wouldn’t Lim So-baek have been caught in the act? As far as I know, there has been no such incident.
However, since Baekdo has been attacked in various places, there is a certain possibility that the kings were attacked.
Based on this, I tried to reinterpret the information from my past life and my current life.
First of all, saying that they are coming to put me in a decoction is speculation. While imagining a more plausible Kang Ho-haeng, I came up with two hypotheses.
First hypothesis.
I assumed that they were not coming to attack me because people tend to believe only what they want to believe.
What if Kang Ho-haeng also serves the purpose of training for the Four Heavenly Kings? In that case, the Four Heavenly Kings will propose a life-or-death decision to the kings, and the ghosts will watch or assist them. Of course, there are people who want to challenge me.
Second hypothesis.
If only ghosts appear in the absence of the Four Heavenly Kings, then it is right that they are coming to put me in a decoction.
But the ghosts will compete with each other. They probably aren’t the kind of people who would gather together and share herbal medicine. The ghosts do not regard anyone other than the religious leader as human.
This means that the same applies to ghosts.
Their ranking is meaningless and they are highly likely to be unruly drunkards. Therefore, although the power of each ghost is excellent, there is still room for division among the ghosts.
If I combine the two hypotheses at will, I come to a strange conclusion.
The ghosts will certainly be strong enough to compete with the kings, but since they are ghosts, there will be gaps.
There would be no organizational power, so that in itself is a gap. If they were people who could carry out orders, subordinate subordinates, and join forces with their colleagues, the religious leader would have summoned them and given them high positions.
Aren’t they called ghosts because they have lost the human ability to do this? No one would pay to hire people who are always drunk and talking nonsense.
I analyzed the ghosts with a few words I had picked up.
A ghost refers to the soul of a dead person, and a ghost refers to a person whose words or actions deviate from the normal range due to old age or mental confusion.
The ghost of the old headquarters is the latter.
If I were alone, I would be quite troubled by these ghosts… but
I am not alone.
Sure enough, the door suddenly opened without warning and the color demon demon sword demon came in.
The Sword Demon asked bluntly.
“What did you say?”
I shared the battle situation with the three generals.
“According to Baekui Seosaeng, the ghosts have left the old headquarters.”
“The reason is?”
“I heard they’re probably trying to boil me in a decoction and eat me.”
The demon answered while crossing his arms.
“Are you saying the cannibals are coming? “You have unusual tastes.”
The Demon Demon looked at the Sword Demon.
“Is there a reason why the ghosts of the eldest brother are trying to kill the third child?”
Come to think of it, the Sword Demon would know more about ghosts, so why did I stay alone in my room and let my imagination run wild?
The Sword Demon looked at me.
“There are so many reasons, it would be more difficult to find out which one is the real reason.”
I stroked my chin.
“okay?”
The color demon said.
“Couldn’t the religious leader have told the ghosts? “I have good ingredients for a decoction, so I thought it would be a good idea to come by.”
“Disciple.”
“Yes, Master.”
“If the third child enters the decoction, there is a high probability that you will follow him.”
The demon blinked and then made a thoughtful expression.
“Well why?”
This is a question that doesn’t need to be answered.
The sword demon will help me, but the disciple cannot ignore the master. Therefore, if I enter the decoction, there is a high possibility that the sword demon will also enter, his disciple will also enter, and the demon demon will also enter together with his father.
Since everyone was quiet, I tried to say something.
“It must be very nutritious. “I rather like it.”
“….”
The demon entered the conversation with a serious expression.
“It’s not good at all. “Let’s discuss measures.”
“You’re doing it now.”
“I see.”
Sword Demon said.
“There is no need to define a ghost in one way or another. Because everyone is selfish. Some people went to the old headquarters after being seriously injured. There will also be ghosts that have been in the old headquarters from the beginning. “Retired elders, those who have been driven out, those who have fallen into the magic of magic and are unable to maintain their sanity… These people are not all ghosts.”
The devil asked back.
“sure?”
“Those who survive among these people are ghosts. There is no guarantee that all of the Four Heavenly Kings would have survived at the old headquarters. “It is possible that he entered the decoction before the third child.”
After listening to the Sword Demon, I defined a ghost in my own way.
“You poor guys.”
The demon responded with a puzzled expression.
“You feel sorry for the Four Heavenly Kings?”
“No, ghosts.”
“I don’t think it’s pitiful. “Why do you feel sorry for cannibals?”
“They are ignorant, pitiful people who don’t know what the ingredients of the decoction are. It’s better to rummage. We have to hunt them down and send them to the other world where there is no decoction. From now on, I will explain the big picture strategy. I like to be left alone as much as possible. It would be better for the three of you to join as assassins. When a ghost chases me, it’s a strategy where the three people run to catch the ghost’s feet. Anyway, the target is me. If we stick together, the ghosts won’t let down their guard. If I were alone, I would let down my guard. Just like a cat plays with a mouse. “Those who play always have a lot of gaps.”
The demon nodded.
“I know what you mean.”
The color demon also nodded.
“That’s a lot of bullshit.”
“I’m usually good at talking to drunkards. If I had done it right, I would have lost, but when the drunkards were off guard, I could have beaten them all to death, but I held back. “I will take out my anger at that time on the ghost.”
The demon asked.
“Are you not going to tell Lord Lim?”
“Mangju Lim must come out alone and help with all his might. You can’t expect that much from a busy person. It is difficult and undesirable for a leader to act like that when he does not know when the fight will begin or end. Actually, I can’t come up with a specific strategy either. “You will have to see the situation yourself and deal with it.”
The Sword Demon asked.
“When will you leave?”
I looked around at the three people. Now there is nothing to do in the Murim Alliance. We are not the type to bid farewell to Sobaek Lim by making small talk. According to my nature, I wanted to leave now, but I held back.
“Let’s stay one more day. You don’t have to worry about poison, you don’t have to worry about food, you don’t have to worry about surprise attacks, and there are people who stand guard, so the night of the Murim League is not bad. Let’s get enough rest and leave when it’s light. It’s not like you can meet a ghost just by going out right away. “It’s not like we made any promises.”
The Sword Demon nodded.
“Everyone, rest in peace.”
I watched the three people go to their respective rooms, then lay down and closed my eyes. I felt a little hungry, but soon lost consciousness.
I had several strange and meaningless dreams.
Then I had a dream about being harassed by a drunkard for a long time. The drunkard was swearing, with the smell of alcohol coming from his mouth, and while he was chasing me, his swearing was actually directed at the world. It’s a curse itself, with incorrect diction, meaninglessness, a mess of order, and an unclear target.
In summary, it is like this.
“Dog-like sky and earth, you damn-eyed bastard… What are you looking at that makes you want to die? Where does this bright blue Jeomsoy bastard with long hair and less than a fistful of hair get his eyes so bright? Did your grandfather teach you that? You come to work. Why don’t you come here? It’s a trauma today. If you make noodles like that, will you die by my hands? okay? answer. “Oh my, that cheap bastard.”
When I came out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife, the drunkard ran away. After sitting at the table for a while and summarizing all the nonsense, this is what I came up with.
“Today is also a trauma.”
This is the language of a pathetic drunkard. The head is full of useless things, so heaven and earth appear even when discussing trauma. Sometimes, while talking about the reason for the trauma, he mentions the emperor or claims that the Murim lord is his friend.
But I slept more, thinking that Lim So-baek was my friend. Although I occasionally woke up to the sound of my own snoring, I slept until noon, waking up repeatedly.
Fortunately, there were no ghosts that appeared in my dreams, so for the first time in a while, I was able to get a long sleep where my mind and body recovered at the same time.
* * *
After putting in the rice, he told the Lord of Yuexia that he was leaving and said goodbye to the Murim Alliance.
I did not expect to immediately encounter a ghost while walking down a seemingly uneventful, everyday street. I think we have to move slowly for at least 10 days to avoid our movements being discovered and ghosts secretly appearing.
Still, I couldn’t let down my guard, so…
I only moved to a quiet place to avoid causing harm to those around me. There was no need to camp right away, so we slept in a guesthouse and ate meals at a good spot.
In the middle of the day, three days after leaving the Murim League,
the Four Great Villains and I were walking down an unusually quiet street. It looked like a downtown area that had been attacked by a horde of magic bandits. Since it was a small downtown area, I wondered if it was like this originally, and it also seemed like there was some incident and people had left.
An old man in Taoist attire was walking across from us…
Of course, there was no one to look at, so the four of us kept our eyes on the old man. The demon was a cold-blooded bastard by nature, so he muttered to the walking monk.
“Isn’t that a ghost?”
However, the closer I got, the more I could see that the Taoist monk’s attire was quite famous.
The demon muttered in a low tone.
“It is the attire of the Kunlun sect.”
If we were white swords masters, we would have stopped and greeted the swordsman of the Kunlun sect, but we don’t have that level of foolishness. I looked at it out of the corner of my eye once or twice and then passed by. Above all, oily hair that hadn’t been washed in a few days was covering most of her face, so it was impossible to see her eyes.
While walking a few steps, the sound of footsteps disappeared from behind, and the Taoist presumed to be from the Kunlun Sect turned around.
“Hey…”
“Hey?”
The four of us stopped and kept our eyes on the Taoist monk. Looking at it like this, I saw a guy who didn’t look like a Taoist at all, wearing Kunlun sect clothes and holding a sword. A strong gust of wind blew the Taoist’s left arm, and his hair also became slightly scattered.
The demon asked the one-armed monk.
“What’s going on?”
The one-armed man, who was presumed to have stolen the Kunlun sect’s clothes, spoke to the Sword Demon with a displeased look on his face.
“Hey, number thirteen.”
“….”
“If you saw it, you should say hello first. “Why don’t you say hello?”
I automatically checked the Sword Demon’s expression. A look of confusion flashed across the Sword Demon’s face, but soon a feeling of joy filled it. It was impossible to tell whether it was the face of an enemy or an ally.
The Sword Demon spoke to the Taoist monk with an unusually excessive smile.
“Has the old man come to die?”
The Taoist monk ran his hand through his hair and answered the Sword Demon’s words.
“…Has the authority of the religion fallen like this for an apostate to speak with such confidence?”
What kind of atmosphere is this?
Are you saying that the ingredient for the decoction was the eldest brother?
The Sword Demon kept a close eye on the Taoist monk and explained the situation to us.
“I am a ghost who has come to retrieve the Sword of Light.”
The moment my expectations were shattered with the white coated student, I felt a slight chill down my spine.
