Login Murim Chapter 893
In the first place, the reason why everyone’s eyes, including mine, were turned toward Sima Biao and Sinui was simple.
He is inevitably very closely related to Salsu, as he is related to that industry.
“Why, why are you looking at me like that? “I am a good Sima Oedo.”
“I got off that floor a long time ago. Ah, no, not me, but Master…
Of course, the parties involved were aggrieved, but it is still an undeniable fact that those two people had a significant connection to the group called Salsu.
Moreover, it is especially true if it is someone who has a teacher with a terrifying past called the Killing Star.
“now. I’m just asking, so calm down and do you know anything? For example, a group of assassins large and skilled enough to crawl into the imperial palace.”
Shinui, who was looking at the people with shaking pupils, opened his mouth as if he had no choice.
“How would I know such a thing? It is true that my teacher worked there at one time…
“I’m not at the level of physical strength, I’m just swimming.”
I nodded without realizing it as I heard Jeokcheongang muttering.
“Wow, he was flying around.” “yes. “He flew around so much that he eventually became a star.”
“If anyone hears it, they will think you have passed away. “He’s still a living legend down there.”
“No problem. We rewrote history. fatigue.”
“But you didn’t kill without any reason.”
“That was later. When he was young, that person must have been similar to the people around him. “Well, since I was young, I should criticize it.”
Sinui’s eyes, who were listening to me and Jeokcheongang’s Tiki Taka, became bitter and cold.
“If you’re going to come out like this, I’ll just not say anything.”
“Uh-huh, why are you like this? That’s how much I respect him.”
“Oh, by the way, this guy who is old enough is pouting. Please say something. “I’m sure you picked up a few words from your teacher.”
When I gently comforted him, Shin hesitated for a moment and then sighed deeply.
“Master, you have always been reluctant to talk about your past.”
I completely understand. Because the Salseong I knew was regretting his blood-filled past.
That was why, immediately after the end of the political and political war, he gave up everything and began to pursue the path of a lawmaker.
Because I don’t want to kill anyone anymore.
I wanted to erase the bloody smell that did not go away no matter how many times I washed it, not with murder, but with killing people.
In this way, the greatest healer of all times and times became a divine doctor.
“however······
Suddenly, Sinui, who was speechless, let out the breath he had been holding for a while.
“There were times, no, on very rare occasions, that Master would talk about the past. “Most of them were complaints filled with regret, but there were also some about other killers.”
“Then maybe?”
“If there were assassins who were active at the same time as Master, I would have heard of it at least once. Of course, due to the nature of the type of assassin, it is unlikely that he will remain in active duty until now••••••
“As expected, it was a good idea to ask the elder first.”
“yes? “What is that?”
“It seems like the snake I saw today exactly meets the conditions you just mentioned.”
I told Shinui, whose eyes were wide in surprise, and everyone else who was waiting to hear what I saw and felt, from beginning to end.
Even taking into account the possible use of bast cotton or reverse magic, he seemed to be well over 70 years old, and his inaction. And he even revealed his connection with Masambo.
And when the story was over, Joo Hwaran opened his mouth with wide eyes.
“That old man was a supreme expert?” “yes. “I’m sure.”
“But how can I live… Ah, I’m sorry. “I didn’t mean it that way.”
In response to Joo Hwa-ran’s apology, Sinui threw up his hand.
“no. Although I have lived a life far from martial arts, I fully understand what it means to have reached the pinnacle of martial arts.”
It is already widely known and easy to understand common sense in martial arts that Salsu cannot reach a high level.
Even if you move forward with a pure body and mind, it is difficult to reach the top of the world. What about assassins who have to learn all kinds of skills to survive and assassinate?
‘In modern times, it’s like having to take dozens of additional liberal arts subjects in a situation where it’s hard to even take just one major subject.’
Therefore, when looking at the pure martial arts itself, it is Salsu that is evaluated as the weakest among the categories belonging to Sima Wei Dao (邪魔外道).
The reason why Salseong is called the best Salsu of all time is also in a similar context.
But the old man I encountered today was undoubtedly a top expert.
Although he had some physical defects.
“Did you say lame?”
I nodded to Shin’s question.
“yes. I looked closely just in case, and no matter how much I looked at it, it didn’t seem like it was made up. Besides, if you were going to disguise yourself as a laborer carrying luggage, there would have been no reason to do so.”
“If that’s the case for Jin Sohyeop, then yes. The reason is valid. By the way, he’s lame, he’s lame/
“Is there anyone you can think of?”
Sinui, who was worried, answered with a half-confident look on his face.
“It’s not exact, but among the stories I heard from Master, there is one person who is similar to him. He is the assassin who once dominated Cheonghae Province, and his nickname is probably…
“A single-legged ghost killing?”
The head turns with the sound of someone’s voice suddenly interjecting.
When everyone’s eyes, including mine, suddenly turned towards him, Sima Pyo, who flinched for a moment, opened his mouth.
“I have heard of it before. Even though he was a warrior, Ilshin’s martial arts skills were so strong that he often defeated his targets not through sneak attacks but through life-or-death attacks.”
“How do you know such things?” “How do you know? “I heard it.” “To whom… ah.”
It was a useless question.
Who is Sama Pyo?
It’s because he’s rolling around like a dog under me. This guy is the greatest later exponent of the Four Sects and the minor master of the Black Dragon Demon Gate, which holds the hegemony of Qinghai Province together with the Kunlun Sect.
‘Besides, my father is none other than Sima Gong, the King of the Black Night.’
Sima Gong, the King of the Black Night, one of the transcendental masters representing the Sima Outer Dao, did not fall into the ranks of the Ten Kings, unlike Byeol-ho, but he was a great figure who fought on the side of the Murim Alliance in the Great Demon War and founded the current Heuktong Demon Gate.
And since the headquarters of the Black Dragon Demon Gate is Cheonghae Fortress, it would be even more strange if there was no windfall that Sima Pyo, the master of the rumor, had picked up.
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Anyway, it’s a ghost with a single leg.
“Starting with the star title, it’s awesome. Even at first glance, he doesn’t seem like a very good person, does he?”
Sima Piao nodded at my words.
“That’s because you can live.”
“Why do you keep discriminating? After all, aren’t you also Sima Wei?”
“No matter how much it’s a footnote, it’s harsh. “I am still a conscientious and kind person.”
“What a punishment. Where is the Tao other than Sima Ma, who is conscientious and kind? Bright dark spring. “What is that?”
“You’re really doing it too much.”
“Okay, I understand. “I know you’re a good guy, so just keep trying.”
Sama-pyo, who had kept his mouth shut all this time, opened his mouth as he glared at Song Il-seom, who began to raven and tear things apart like a madman.
“It is said that bad names were common in the Cheonghae Fortress area even before the Great War. “Ilsin’s inaction itself was outstanding, but his skill as a assassin was even greater than that, to the point where he even killed an elder of the Kunlun faction, who was a top expert at the time.”
“Is it that much?”
“At least from what I heard.”
“That’s right. Ok, fine. so?”
“So what?”
“Please continue.”
“This is the end. “I heard that after the Great War, his whereabouts became unclear.”
It felt like I was having a good time but something came up in the middle and I had to quit in a hurry. That’s exactly how I feel right now.
But fortunately, there was a walking Moorim encyclopedia around me now.
“Are you sure that the old man you saw has a poisonous ear?”
Namho suddenly intervened, patting his waist and continuing.
“According to the information received by Eunyeonggak, the poisonous snake is missing one leg. Of course, I usually wore elaborately made prosthetic legs, so I couldn’t figure it out with any keen eye.”
“The words…
“This means that there is a good possibility that he was mistaken for another person. Even if the person you said you saw was the poisonous snakehead… for now, there is nothing we can do about it.”
Namho’s last words resonated particularly loudly.
‘Friendly. ‘He’s an ally.’
Just those two letters alone are enough to make you feel uncomfortable.
At the same time, I felt like I now understood why the presence of that old killer felt like a thorn in my neck.
‘It must be a feeling of rejection. ‘To get involved with that type of person.’
If someone were to ask me whether I consider myself a good person, I would not be able to give an easy answer.
Because I too have accumulated a lot of killings.
‘I killed a real person, not a monster.’
If they thought they were enemies, they would kill them mercilessly. As he quickly became stronger, killing became easier. It was possible to cripple the person by abolishing the dantian and cutting the muscles of the limbs, but they could not find a reason to do so.
No, I didn’t find it.
Because I didn’t want to leave behind even the slightest regret.
I realized that the more I thought about such things, and the more I looked back at how I had slowly changed, the more my inner pain grew.
There are no truly good people in Murim.
There are only those who take someone else’s life and give up their own life according to their own goals and values.
Therefore, I cannot answer that I consider myself a good person.
However, I am just trying to be a little bit better.
Yesterday, today, and tomorrow.
And that was the biggest rejection I felt from the old assassin.
‘Murder without any reason or excuse:
If there is a reason or purpose for Salsu’s mission, there is only one: money.
That old Salsu would not have made an effort to become good like Salseong. He killed, killed, and will kill people according to the numbers written on that slip.
Yesterday, today, and tomorrow.
And today, he has become our reliable ally and comrade in arms who will fight back to back with us in the not so distant future.
‘Is this… correct?’
I suddenly became confused.
The two words that Masambo had spoken, ‘Great Work’, weighed heavily on my heart. Together with the mother of a young king who would be imprisoned in the Geoncheong Palace wearing fancy but cold clothes.
And quietly, the bitter taste in my mouth again
At that time, one person opened his mouth in a calm voice.
“I once asked my teacher. “Why did you cut off the lineage of Salcheonmun (殺川門), the monk where you were born and raised?”
faith. That’s it.
Unlike his teacher, the old doctor with pure white hair spoke slowly.
“The Master answered. He said that those who had no regrets or reflection on what they had done deserved to die. So you have blood on your hands.”
“······!”
“Everyone has their own values. Just like my teacher or Jin Sohyeop.”
I couldn’t listen anymore.
I got up and headed outside.
I need to watch Masambo. And I have to solve it. This question, why did you attract them?