Episode 8 The Energy of Death (2)
This is Mok Eun-pyeong’s residence.
-Slurp!
After breakfast, Mok Eun-pyeong is elegantly drinking Gunsan Silver Needle, a famous tea from Hunan Province.
A guard warrior named Jeon Yang-pyeong, who had reached the level of a first-class master, spoke carefully to him.
“Confucius.”
“Why are you doing that?”
“But looking at Howie Gam’s reaction earlier, it didn’t seem like it was a lie. Do you really think that you are deceiving Confucius as a last resort?”
-widely!
Mok Eun-pyeong put down his tea cup and answered briefly.
“no. It’s half and half. There must have been something even Gam Howie didn’t know about. Even if it was the last resort, would you do something that would raise suspicion in just one day? “No matter how generous that guy Mok Gyeong-un is, he must have kept at least one secret a secret.”
“yes? “What if…”
“You gave me just two visits and said that if I couldn’t find Jo Il-sang, you would take my life?” “yes. “Didn’t you really want to have a persimmon escort?”
Mok Eun-pyeong had long wanted to make the Gam Guard of the third Confucius, Mok Gyeong-un, his own.
Even when I found out that he was from Salsu, my feelings did not change.
In fact, they even commented that it might be more useful.
“If only you had looked into it separately and had faith in me…”
“You can’t do that.”
“That’s not possible…”
“If he showed unconditional trust, instead of being grateful, he would rather view the person he saw as a good person or easygoing. “The purpose is to create appropriate tension.”
“What do you mean?”
“Do you think Confucius would easily abandon such a talented person?”
Mok Eun-pyeong grinned and smiled.
Even if I had to wait two hours, I really had no intention of killing him.
“After showing that this Confucius is this picky and strict, we should show him forgiveness once he understands the truth. “A person is basically harsh, but the effect is great when you treat him well.”
That was Mok Eun-pyeong’s way of dealing with people.
Guard Jeon Yang-pyeong pretended to be impressed, even though he didn’t agree inwardly.
“It is indeed Confucius. “I never thought you would have such insight.”
“So wait quietly. When people become impatient, it’s easy to break their hearts. “It’s unfortunate that we lost Howey Cho, but I’ll be even more loyal because of that sense of responsibility.”
“You are correct.”
“The sound you put into your mouth is.”
“But don’t push yourself too hard.”
Mok Eun-pyeong raised one eyebrow at these words.
“what?”
“Didn’t you find out about Gam Howie’s past while researching it?”
“Ah…is that what you mean?”
“yes. Gam Howie may be from ‘there’. If he is really from ‘that place’, no matter how retired he is, if you provoke him for no reason, he might get tired… or rather, tired.”
I was about to say that it could be dangerous, but I changed my words.
This was because Mok Eun-pyeong had a strong sense of pride.
As such, people from the assassination group were quite dangerous to use as subordinates.
Especially if you are from ‘there’.
-Whoop! widely!
“I mean, it might be. “You don’t know if it’s true or not.”
“yes.”
“Rather than that, think about what to do with that bastard. “If that guy really messed with Joe’s daily life, he can’t just leave it alone.”
“……..”
Looking at the reaction, it looks like the sarcasm has already gone bad.
Continuing the same story here would make the lord uncomfortable, so guard Jeon Yang-pyeong quit.
It was then.
I heard someone running in a hurry.
-smart!
“Confucius. “It’s one life.”
“Come in.”
One life.
He is one of Mok Eun-pyeong’s three guards and is the least active.
Like Gochan, it was only second-class.
That’s why I took on the most chores.
Mok Eun-pyeong asked Han Saeng, who was rushing inside, looking puzzled.
“It hasn’t been long since I sent you to check on the situation, but seeing that you came in such a hurry with that expression on your face, what must have happened?”
“Well, that is…..”
“Say it.”
“Gam Howie has disappeared.”
“what?”
Mok Eun-pyeong’s expression hardened at the sudden news.
What kind of nonsense is this?
Guard Jeon Yang-pyeong asked in an incomprehensible voice.
“What are you talking about? “Gam Howie is disappearing?”
“Well, that is…..”
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“Are you sure you disobeyed Confucius’ orders and ran away?”
“That’s not it.”
“Then what are you talking about? “Tell me exactly!”
Guard Hansaeng spoke as if he was embarrassed by Jeon Yangpyeong’s urging.
“There is chaos now.”
“There was an uproar?”
“yes. “I couldn’t get close because the outer party guards were guarding it, but I heard that after Gam Guard killed the three workers in the medicine hall, he tried to kill the third Confucius as well, but he got injured and ran away.”
‘!?’
Mok Eun-pyeong was dumbfounded by those words.
What does this mean?
He asked me to find his missing guard Jo Il-sang, but why did Guard Gam suddenly try to kill that guy Mok Gyeong-un?
‘no way…..’
Was he trying to prove his loyalty with that?
Or was he trying to find out where Jo Il-sang disappeared by threatening Mok Gyeong-un?
It was difficult to guess.
At that time, escort Jeon Yang-pyeong asked in an equally astonished tone.
“Are you sure? Why does Gam Howie do such a thing?”
“I don’t know either. However, given that Confucius Mokgyeong’s injuries were said to be so serious that his life could have been in danger, it may be true. But that’s not the problem.”
“Other than that, what is it?”
“I’m sorry to report this to you…..”
“Speak quickly!”
At Mok Eun-pyeong’s urging, guard Hansaeng barely opened his lips.
“It seems that Confucius Mok Gyeong-un stated during the investigation by the Foreign Party that it was Confucius who instigated Gam Howie’s betrayal and ordered him to be killed.”
‘!!!!!’
As soon as those words were finished, Mok Eun-pyeong’s face became horribly distorted.
In response to his anger, guard Jeon Yang-pyeong hurriedly spoke as if to appease him.
“Confucius. Please fix it. Even if that guy Mok Gyeong-un were to spread such rumors, there is no way the outside party would believe it.”
-bang!
At those words, Mok Eun-pyeong slammed the table and raised his voice.
“It’s not a question of whether you believe it or not. “He wasn’t even chosen as the successor, but if he gets caught up in gossip, what will his vassals think of Confucius when they see him?”
Mok Eun-pyeong trembled.
Although he is not a leader and the outside party will not pressure him about this matter, he will not overlook it either.
If that happened, the support of the vassals might also weaken.
“Mok Gyeong-un, you bastard!”
-Park!
Eventually, Mok Eun-pyeong couldn’t stand it anymore and got up from his seat.
I couldn’t bear it if I didn’t immediately go to Mokgyeongun and turn him over.
His bodyguard, Jeon Yang-pyeong, tried to dissuade him.
“Secure Confucius!”
“fix? Does it look fixed now? “That damn bastard stabbed Confucius twice in the back of his head. Are you telling me to just leave it alone?”
This is the second after Jo Il-sang’s escort.
This one in particular really pissed me off.
“If you go now, you will be more suspicious. Moreover, if you are guarding it in the outer hall, the attention of your vassals will inevitably be focused on you.”
-Wow!
Mok Eun-pyeong gritted his teeth at those words.
Although he was angry, this was what Guard Jeon Yangpyeong said was right.
If he goes to Mok Gyeong-un here and vents his anger or causes harm, it will have a negative impact on the succession competition.
But just leaving it alone would have ruined my outfit.
How proud of this guy can he be?
He didn’t know that Grand Duchess Mo Yong-ho or the Grand Lady would laugh at him.
Guard Jeon Yang-pyeong spoke in a low voice to Mok Eun-pyeong, who was unable to control his anger.
“Confucius. Now that things have come to this, how about moving ‘them’?”
“them?”
“The group that Gam Howie belonged to.”
“……You mean that place?”
“yes.”
“What do you mean, move them?”
“As far as I know, they are very proud and have an ironclad rule when it comes to killing.”
“Iron rule?”
“yes. “It is said that they do not allow the shooter from Jaffa to fail, regardless of whether he is retired or not.”
“What can I do if I don’t tolerate it?”
“They say they will complete the killing in some way.”
At those words, Mok Eun-pyeong’s expression, which had been stiff as hell, softened.
“Didn’t you say that Howie Gam tried to kill you? If you do that, it’s actually a good thing. “I will pour it out on them.”
The corners of Mok Eun-pyeong’s mouth went up at the words of escort Jeon Yang-pyeong.
* * *
Mok Gyeong-un sits cross-legged and quietly closes his eyes as if meditating.
Mok Gyeong-un was currently trying something called Tonapbeop.
No matter how strong my recovery was, there was a dagger stuck between my ribs and thighs, and there was no way it would get better in an instant.
So while this was happening, I decided to try forming a Danjeon.
‘So how can I do this?’
A cold and sinister energy, that is, the energy of death, was gathered below Mokgyeongun’s navel.
It was the energy absorbed from the dead Jo Il-sang and Gam Howie.
However, I actually absorbed it, but unlike when I dealt with the internal force I absorbed through clothing, it just accumulated in my stomach and did not move.
So I was trying to figure out how it would be possible to form a Danjeon with this.
But,
‘Is this how it’s supposed to be?’
In the Yeonmokhwasimbeop (然木化心法), the Tonapbeop, or breathing method, was written in detail.
Of course, there were also methods of predicting fortune and refining fortune.
In any case, in order to perform proper energy, you need to take in the energy in the air through breathing techniques and gather it towards your Danjeon to form a small seed.
But something is strange.
‘Why does the energy received through breathing disperse?’
The energy gathered through breathing techniques is very subtle.
It was much smaller than when it was absorbed through clothing, but this was normal and was described in the secret book of Simbeop.
So he collected the dust, thought it was Mount Tai, and guided it below his navel.
-Srurr!
But as soon as it came in, it dispersed.
It just disappeared, as if the inner energy that had been absorbed through meditation was naturally dissipated.
‘Why?’
I couldn’t understand.
Isn’t energy naturally prone to dissipation?
Since there was no one to ask and he could only do what was written in the book, Mo Qingyun had to follow the instructions.
“Whoa….Whoa….”
I gathered energy by memorizing the essence of Simbeop through Tonapbeop.
It lasted for half a day, and the day was almost over, but the fine energy that still came in was dispersed enough to reach below the navel.
‘……..what?’
Why is that?
In the Secret Book, it was stated that it was very difficult to form a seed, or rather, a Danjeon.
If you look at it from that perspective, it’s definitely difficult.
There was no saying that enough to be gathered together would be scattered.
It is said to gradually disperse.
‘It disappears right away.’
However, unlike books, they disappear as quickly as they come in.
What is the reason?
After all, isn’t martial arts something you can learn on your own?
‘hmm.’
Mok Gyeong-un glanced at his guard, Go-chan, who was sleeping as if dead in the bed next to him.
The ring finger and small finger of his left hand were cut off and he was locked in his annex while unconscious due to a torture called Bungeunchakgol.
Mok Gyeong-un asked the warriors of Oedang to bring him to him.
I was thinking of just letting him sleep, but I have to wake him up.
“Gochan escort.”
“……..”
“Gochan escort.”
“……..”
“Hmm.”
-Sigh!
Mo Qingyun raised his palm above Gao Chan’s face.
OK,
-Park!
Gochan opened his eyes and quickly raised his upper body and hurriedly answered.
“yes!”
“Hey. How amazing. “Weren’t you sleeping?”
“Well, I was sleeping.”
In fact, it was a high meal that I woke up to almost a minute ago.
After waking up, I didn’t know what was going on, so I closed my eyes and looked at the situation.
Thanks to that, I learned that this place was a medicine house and that Mokgyeongun was right next to it.
Maybe that’s why I couldn’t open my eyes.
It was a kind of escape from reality.
Mok Gyeong-un spoke to him in a whispering voice.
“I had something I wanted to tell you when you wake up.”
“W-what is that?”
-gulp!
Gochan couldn’t hide his nervousness.
I feel anxious for no reason.
Mok Gyeong-un smiled and said to him.
“Contrary to what I expected, the mouth was quite heavy.”
“……..ha.”
Gochan breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, it didn’t seem like it would make much of a difference whether he died one way or another, but he endured it because he thought dying at the hands of Mok Gyeong-un would be the most painful.
“I’m starting to like Gochan Escort more and more.”
“Okay, thank you.”
thank god.
It seems that his choice was not wrong.
‘……..wait for a sec. But is this something you will enjoy?’
I feel like I am somehow becoming accustomed to Mokgyeongun.
It was a high praise that made me fall into a sense of self-destruction when I became aware of it.
Then, he suddenly remembered something, and as if he had missed it, he looked at me and apologized.
“By the way, Confucius… I apologize. “On the way, I was caught by Gam’s guard and the items I had entrusted to me were taken away…”
“Oh, I got it back.”
“yes?”
What do you mean you got it back?
Mok Gyeong-un smiled and whispered to the puzzled Go-chan.
“Just know Gochan Escort. “I killed Gam Howie and took it back.”
‘!?’
Go Chan’s eyes widened at Mo Gyeong-un’s words.
Are you sure you heard correctly?
You killed Gam’s death sentence?
He is said to be retired, but is he a mid-level assassin of Bisalmun (飛殺門), one of the three major assassin groups in the Central Plains?
“Uh, how about…..”
“Shh.”
Mok Gyeong-un gestured towards the entrance of the medicine hall.
About four warriors could be seen in the shadows outside the gatehouse.
In addition, there were four other people guarding the other side.
They were warriors from Yeonmokgeomjang Oedang.
“They think Gam Howie disappeared after attacking me. So, you know roughly the same thing about Gochan escorts.”
Hearing Mo Gyeong-un’s words, Go Chan lowered his voice and spoke in a whisper.
“Are you sure?”
“Is there any reason to lie about something like this?”
“……”
Gochan swallowed dry saliva.
Well, there was no way this devilish guy would lie about something like this.
‘This doesn’t make sense…what on earth is this guy?’
Clearly, he had not learned martial arts.
But now they even killed a top-notch expert?
It was something that couldn’t have happened in any common sense.
No, is this possible?
Mok Gyeong-un said to Go Chan, the guard, who was not trusting so easily.
“I have something to ask.”
“yes yes? “What do you mean?”
“I want to make a danjeon, but it doesn’t work out easily. “I thought I had a good level of understanding, but it seems like I don’t quite understand the contents of the non-critical document.”
“……You mean Danjeon?”
Gochan frowned and asked back.
Does this guy still want to learn martial arts?
However, Mok Gyeong-un was not old enough to start martial arts.
‘Seventeen… Waste materials have accumulated in the blood vessels, making it difficult to properly receive energy even when performing the Tonap method.’
That is why the Tonap method was started from as young an age as possible.
Regardless of the problem of comprehension, it would naturally be difficult to form a Danjeon.
I was at a loss as to how to talk about this.
‘I’m sorry to start you off, but it’s already too late for you to learn martial arts.’
I can’t even dare to say that.
Gochan thought for a moment and said.
“Uh, can you tell me what’s difficult?”
Let’s help first.
Anyway, talking about it verbally would only make me feel uncomfortable.
It would have been better to make him realize that it was too late to learn martial arts by hitting him with his own body.
Since he didn’t know his thoughts, Mok Gyeong-un told him about his blockage.
“…Maybe that’s why my energy dissipated no matter how much I tried.”
“……..”
Go Chan was dazed for a moment by Mo Gyeong-un’s words.
Did you hear wrong?
I just did the Tonap method, and I learned what energy is, and I even collected it around the danjeon below the navel by myself through the energy path?
Of course they dispersed, right?
‘no. ‘Are you kidding me?’
A guy who knows nothing about martial arts and martial arts, even though he has a secret book on the law, did he get there on his own?
No matter how much you think about it, this is impossible.
Even with the Samjaesimbeop, which can be said to be the most basic, it was difficult to easily understand the definition of energy unless you learned the basics for learning martial arts.
“Gochan escort?”
“Yes, yes!”
“Why are you making that face?”
“Well, that is…”
“Is there anything strange?”
“no. Rather than that…”
“Rather than?”
“Confucius…did you really feel energy through your breathing?”
You felt it in less than half a day?
“yes. But what?”
“Confucius. “This is something we really need to be sure about…”
“Is there any reason to joke about just saying I felt what I felt?”
“……..”
driving me crazy.
From Gochan’s perspective, it was exactly like this.
It was as if Mok Gyeong-un himself was saying that he was an expert in heaven.
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