< Episode 58: Business (1) >
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The third guard of the Cheonjihoe main building, Seopchun, stuck out his tongue in the pouring rain.
‘For some reason, the rain seems to get heavier as I come to the riverside.’
At this point, I wonder if crossing the river will be possible even if the ship is large.
As I climbed up the high hill, I saw a river that was a torrent of water itself, and I was very worried.
Then, the only manor in the village appeared before their eyes.
Although it was extremely shabby compared to the grandiose-sized manor in the inner quarters of Cheonjihoe, it was clear that it was quite wealthy for a small river village like this.
Meng Wuyak looked at the manor and said.
“It looks like there are quite a few people inside.”
Mok Kyung-un nodded at his words.
As expected, crowds of people could be felt inside the closed manor, and smoke was even rising between the tile roofs.
“It would be employees. “Let’s go inside first.”
Nie Chun took the lead and walked to the front door.
As he was holding the doorknob and trying to knock, he saw what looked like a signboard attached to the side of the gate and said with a strange look in his eyes.
“My lord.”
“Why are you doing that?”
“It looks like the owner of the boat is not an ordinary village magnate.”
“If it’s not ordinary, is it extraordinary?”
“Look here.”
The signboard that Nyeopchun pointed to had the following written on it.
[平難四等臣]
“A contributor to the peace crisis?”
As Mu Qingyun read it, Meng Wuyue, who came closer, frowned and said.
“It seems that the owner of this manor was a government official who contributed to his work.”
“Are you a government official?”
“yes. Judging by the fact that the plaque was hung right next to the gate, he may have been a government official who achieved meritorious service and was exiled.”
“Oh my. “What day is today?”
Nyeopchun clicked his tongue.
Even in guest rooms, they had met people who may have been related to the government or the imperial palace.
However, if the owner of this manor was also a government official, it could be said to be truly sophisticated.
Of course, contrary to the reactions of these two people, Mok Kyung-un said that he did not mind this at all.
“Do you need to care whether you were a government official or not? “We just need to rent a boat and cross the river.”
“That’s true.”
That was correct.
This situation was just unfortunate.
Soon, Seopchun grabbed the doorknob and knocked on the front door.
-thud! thud!
Perhaps because the rain was so strong, there was no reaction inside.
At this, Nie Chun shouted and knocked on the door.
“Is there anyone inside?”
-thud! thud!
After knocking a few times, the front door opened.
-Kkiik!
The front door opened and a woman in her mid-twenties wearing a paper raincoat appeared, accompanied by two sturdy-looking men.
Looking at them like that, a strange thing appeared in Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes.
‘Hmm.’
It seemed that he was not the owner of the boat that the inn owner had told me about.
However, it seemed related.
The owner of the inn and the old man named Beom also said that all the owners of the boat were dying.
The face of the woman, who appeared to be in her mid-twenties, was quite haggard, and her complexion was dark and listless, so I thought she might be the boat owner’s daughter.
“What are you doing at this late hour?”
“Excuse me, but could I meet the owner of the manor?”
“······.”
The haggard-faced woman gave no answer to Nie Chun’s question.
Rather, she glanced at the military flag worn on Nie Chun’s waist and then asked.
“You may be presumptuous, but are you just a visitor passing by the river? Or are they people who came after seeing the hearing in front of Seoksamjang in a nearby county?”
Nie Chun frowned at the woman’s words.
They said they came to see the owner of the manor, but the questions they asked were somewhat strange.
I understood that they were asking if I was a passenger trying to pass by the river, but I couldn’t understand what Cheongmun in front of Seoksamjang was talking about behind me.
A hearing is literally a text asking for help.
Seopchun, who was puzzled by this, soon wondered what it had to do with them and tried to answer the former.
“We are going…”
“I came after watching the hearing.”
At that time, Mok Gyeong-un suddenly interrupted Seop-chun and spoke.
‘Master?’
Nie Chun was startled and looked at Mo Qingyun.
Their only purpose was to rent a boat to cross the river.
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However, if you say that you came to see a hearing that you don’t even know about, and then ask what the content is…
“Ahhh.”
At that time, the haggard-faced woman let out an exclamation and her eyes turned red.
‘huh?’
Nyeop-chun was at a loss for the woman’s reaction.
Are you not suspicious?
Then the woman put her hands together, lowered her head, and spoke in a tearful voice.
“thank you. “Thank you very much for coming.”
‘!?’
Her reaction seemed like she was desperately grasping at straws.
What on earth is happening that makes me react like this?
She was puzzled, but Mok Kyung-un casually asked her.
“I came here for the hearing, but I would like to see my master first. Is that possible?”
‘ah!’
At these words, Seopchun nodded, as if he finally understood.
When asked if the former was just a passenger crossing the river, the woman was quite sharp.
So, rather than talking about their purpose out loud, taking a indirect approach like this was a way to check whether the manor owner was really capable of driving the ship or not.
In response to Mo Gyeong-un’s question, the woman raised her head and said with a deep sigh.
“I can show you my father’s details, but for a while now I haven’t even been able to come to my senses properly. All of this seems to be the karma of that time.”
‘Ah… was it real?’
At her words, Nie Chun looked at Meng Wuyue with a troubled look.
Meng Wuyak also couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.
If we couldn’t cross the river quickly, we might not be able to make it to the meeting point.
On the other hand, while they were worried about this, Mok Gyeong-un showed interest in something else.
Mok Gyeong-un’s gaze was not on the woman, but behind her, or more precisely, beyond the gate.
‘It’s shaking.’
I could feel the energy of a vengeful spirit lurking inside the manor.
It was so cold and distant.
Moreover, it had been going on for quite some time, so the entire inside of the manor was caught up in this strange energy and was sinking heavily like a sinking ship.
[I heard that the nobleman of that house was possessed by a water spirit.]
‘Is this what it meant?’
It seems that what the old woman who owned the inn said was not just a rumor.
But what was strange was that I felt this level of intimacy only when I opened the front door.
It seems like someone artificially blocked it like the Sihyeolgok cliff…
‘Hoo. Is this it?’
Mo Gyeong-un’s gaze turned to the six amulets meticulously pasted between the gaps in the gate.
When Mok Gyeong-un saw this, he immediately realized what was happening.
‘Six Four Directions.’
I don’t know who did it, but it seemed like he was a fairly skilled radiographer.
A great deal of power was felt in the amulet.
‘It hasn’t been long since I put it on.’
After absorbing the magical powers of King Shihae and the Three Eyes, Mok Gyeong-un, whose main power had risen to a level almost comparable to that of Bang Il, was able to vaguely guess when this talisman was formed just by the energy flowing from the talisman.
Therefore,
“I guess a skilled radiologist came here?”
The woman responded to Mok Gyeong-un’s words with wide eyes.
“How did you know that?”
“You seem to be skilled in talismans. “In addition to the gap in the main gate, it must have been posted on the back gate and the wall on the east and west sides, right?”
“that’s right! that’s right! “I didn’t know because you were covered with a bamboo robe, but are you a Bangsa person?”
The reason she asked this was because Mok Gyeong-un did not wear the uniform worn by monks.
Mok Kyung-un smiled and answered her question.
“Although my skills are mediocre, I studied martial arts under a famous master.”
‘Insignificant?’
Hearing Mo Qingyun’s words, Nie Chun and Meng Muyak clicked their tongues.
He possesses magical magic skills that can even reattach the severed arm of someone, so how can one say that this is insignificant?
It was pointless humility.
Of course, from the perspective of a woman who didn’t know this, she just shook her head and said she was grateful.
“Why did you come here through the heavy rain on this late night? “Thank you very much.”
“no. But do I have to stay here?”
“Oh my, come to your senses. They kept leaving the guests standing in the rain. “Please eat inside.”
The woman guided Mok Gyeong-un and his group into the manor.
She went inside and introduced herself.
Her name is Woohyang, and she is said to be the first daughter of the owner of the manor.
Her attitude was friendly throughout, perhaps because Mok Kyung-un and his companions came to see the hearing.
However, the two men escorting her were not.
The whole time I was guiding them, they were glancing at me with a disapproving look in their eyes.
So the young man said,
-Those sentient beings must be very annoying.
-Yes.
-It looks good because the muscles are well developed, but looking at the clunky steps, it seems like he only learned martial arts, not martial arts.
-Yes, I don’t think I have mastered martial arts.
-It could have been government troops.
-Are you interested?
-okay. Even though the steps are clunky, both of them are naturally matching their steps without being conscious of it.
-Hoo. okay.
The two young men were walking side by side, and their steps forward coincided.
Their walking postures were also quite similar, which would seem to be a mere coincidence.
-Looking at this, the manor owner may have been a military officer.
-iced coffee.
Mok Kyung-un also nodded in agreement.
When I think about it, the plaque on the side of the gate that says, “Pyeongnang Gongsin (平難功臣)” also means that the person contributed to pacifying the tribulation.
Considering that it had people who were presumed to be government soldiers as guards, it was highly likely that the owner of the manor was a retired military officer, as Cheongryeong said.
At that time, Seopchun came closer and whispered to Mokgyeongun.
“I’m sorry, my lord, but are you trying to help the manor owner?”
“Because I have to take a boat.”
If he was in good condition, he could have been intimidated into driving the boat, but it was the opposite situation.
“That’s right, but…”
“Let’s see first. “I wonder if it’s because something between us has stuck.”
“yes?”
Nie Chun was puzzled by Mo Gyeong-un’s words.
I wondered if he was doing it to help the owner of the manor, who was said to be dying through some mysterious magic, like when he attached Mong Wuyak’s severed arm, but when he said he was checking to see if something between them was attached, I couldn’t understand what he meant.
So I asked carefully.
“What do you mean, it’s something in between?”
“I guess it’s something like a vengeful spirit or imaemangryang.”
“······.”
Instead, it became even more confusing.
Aren’t vengeful spirits and imaemangryang words that are hearsay and border on strange?
I couldn’t understand why the lord was saying this, but the manor owner’s wife, Woo-hyang, who was leading the way, said.
“The benefactors of Cheongmun who came first are guarding the main temple where my father lives.”
“The parish?”
“Yes, the broadcaster named Lee Mun-hae said that tonight is the critical night…”
Mok Kyung-un nodded at her words.
As expected, the closer we got to the main temple, the stronger the feeling of estrangement became.
With this level of energy, the level was definitely not low.
“ah! “There’s someone over there.”
It pointed to the front of the main church building, visible beyond the pavilion, to the right.
Mokgyeongun, who saw this, had a strange look in his eyes.
‘huh?’
Under the tiles and eaves of the main hall, there was a man leaning against the wall and drinking from a gourd.
This man was not very tall, but his muscles were so massively developed that he was twice as big as an average person.
But what stands out more than this is his hair, which is short enough to be close to baldness. And it was a prayer beads filled with broken eggs worn around the neck.
‘Are you a monk?’
It was clear that the clothes and clothes looked like those of a monk.
In a way, he was someone who felt similar to a demonic monk.
At that time, Seopchun opened his mouth.
“Oh my. “How could the author be in a place like this?”
“Do you know someone?”
To that question, Meng Muyak, not Nie Chun, intervened and answered.
“This is Jae-jeong, a magician.”
“A fortune teller?”
It was an unusual nickname.
The term ‘bokma (伏魔)’ literally meant subjugating the devil (魔).
In fact, there was an organization that used this title, and it was Shaolin Temple (少林寺), which is said to be the birthplace and center of Jeongdo martial arts.
There were monks in Shaolin Temple who received various precepts and titles, and the title Bokma is usually given to monks who practice Buddhism and martial arts at the same time.
Contrary to the title of ‘Buddha’, which is typical for a monk practicing Buddhism, the atmosphere he gave off was rather rough and had the harsh smell of blood.
This question of tree cultivation was quickly resolved.
“That person is an apostate monk from Shaolin.”
“Apostate monk?”
“yes.”
Apostolic monk.
He is literally a monk who was excommunicated for breaking the precepts.
Mok Kyung-un nodded as if he understood these words.
“iced coffee. “It must be because of the killing system.”
Killing.
A monk practicing Buddhism must not kill a living thing.
It was no different from a monk at Shaolin Temple, which is said to be the center of martial arts.
To Mo Qingyun’s words, Meng Wuyue shook his head and responded.
“no. “I was excommunicated because I was too greedy for alcohol.”
‘!?’
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