Episode 19
Gojo (蠱雕)
In an instant, a thick fog filled the smoke chamber.
“Oh, my lord!”
“This is-“
The ghosts read the aura they sensed in the fog and went on a rampage.
I knew all too well what this was.
Ghostly fog.
A type of sorcery that forcibly dulls one’s senses and cognitive abilities.
It was mainly used to erase the caster’s presence and commit secret assassinations.
It seemed that Namgung Sanyoung had finally made a move.
The place where they injected poison into me.
‘Oh. You finally took the bait. It took so long.’
I forced myself to swallow the smile that was threatening to escape my lips.
Do you think I never thought of getting caught stupidly sending my ghost out?
The giant spider was a kind of bait.
To catch those who are hiding like rats.
What if you could figure out your enemies’ identities without getting caught?
It’s the best. It’s good.
But what if you get caught?
All I had to do was drag it this way.
No matter what I did, I suffered no loss.
Even though the giant spider was sacrificed, I have no need to feel guilty since he was the one who betrayed me in the first place.
Of course, since you worked harder than expected, there was a separate reward planned for that.
“Sister.”
I laughed as I looked at Dang Gyu-jin, who had his mask floating over his face.
“Can you help me?”
“??”
A look of doubt appeared on Dang Gyu-jin’s face.
Well then, shall we try preparing some magic tools for the first time in a while?
* * *
Mokga-il was the evil swordsman that Heukgolguigok was proud of.
The Sagisaeng was a type of gliding sword that could drink specially made demon water to strengthen its body, and boasted the ability to summon the spirits of dead masters as a consciousness spirit and possess them, stealing the skills they had while alive.
“I don’t like it because it feels like I’m being asked to do all sorts of things, but I hope it’s worth it since it’s my first hunt in a while! Hehe!”
Such private investigators have long enjoyed killing non-affiliated sorcerers and stealing their magical tools.
Thanks to that, Mokga-il was in a good mood.
The phantom magic we saw a little while ago was, as the master said, a very high-level magic.
It was highly unlikely that someone of that level of ability would be assigned to such a small estate, so it was assumed that the opposing sorcerer was probably using a fairly high-level magical tool.
If you just have that, you can greatly improve your abilities!
‘Perhaps I could even aim for the level of a spirit swordsman like my master, beyond the level of a private swordsman… …!’
Pfft!
Before he knew it, he appeared on the roof of the main building overlooking the Baeksangjeon at a glance.
“Gojo, Gojo. Wake up the ghost with your crying.”
Keeeeek!
The eagle sitting on his arm let out a long cry.
Gojo is a strange bird that originally lived in cemeteries and fed on corpses.
Their cries are said to destroy the senses of the living, bewitch them, and lead them to the graveyard.
Hypnosis, brainwashing, witchcraft. Even superior combat skills.
It was one of only four high-level students in Heukgolgwigok because it had various auxiliary abilities.
Mokga-il planned to use this to trap Baeksangjeon in the back of the room, secretly approach Yun-hui, poison him with poison again, and drag him to the shrine.
Fortunately, I didn’t have to worry about being discovered by other experts.
Hyeonghyeongguimujin (荊荊鬼霧陣).
Because the formation designed to easily cause Gojo to lose his mind was being used throughout the entire White War.
As long as this was present, the masters would not notice the intruder’s appearance, and even if they did, he would have already finished everything and left by then.
“Then shall we go?”
Tsupat-
When the fog got a little thicker, Mokga-il lightly flew towards the white light.
Ghostly steps.
With the best hiding skills that Heukgolguigok boasts, Mokgail was able to enter the inner yard very naturally.
‘You’re still confused, aren’t you?’
Mokga-il smiled coldly as he watched Un-hui panicking, trapped in the gwimu and not knowing what to do.
“What the hell is going on? Is this the truth?”
Yun-Hwi poked around with the knife he was holding in his hand.
But instead of the fog disappearing, it only grew darker.
‘No matter how much you try, see if anything changes.’
Unlike Mokga-il, Unhwi probably can’t see more than an inch (3 centimeters) ahead.
My senses were dulled and I was just wandering around like a drowning rat, which was just funny.
Mokga-il moved secretly behind Un-hui.
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It was at that moment that I was trying to put my hand on Unhwi’s back to feel the blood.
“Hehehe! Got it!”
“!!”
Suddenly, an ominous aura wafted from behind the shepherd’s shed.
The moment he instinctively turned his body, the fog split open and a ray of light passed by where he had been.
“… Qi-Won-Geom-Gi (氣文劍氣)!? How can a Taoist from the Cheongseong-Sect be here, let alone a shaman?”
“There’s no reason for me to tell a fool like you, right?”
Dang Gyu-jin, who had been waiting in hiding for the assassin to appear as instructed by Yun-hui, had a smile on his face, but his eyes were sharp and gleaming.
This was because I intuitively knew that the person who sent the letter was Namgung Sanyoung.
Pavabavat!
Dang Gyu-jin swung his sword without stopping.
Every time, the sword flashed and a storm of sword energy split the demon lair, further threatening Gojo.
Keeeeek! Keeeeek!
“this!”
Mokgail quickly stepped back, sending Gojo, who was causing trouble by his ruckus, flying into the air.
Wherever he had been, a deep hole was dug.
“If you’re a Taoist from the Cheongseongpa, you should be Princess Dang Gyu-jin! How could you be in the Baeksikjeon? Surely you’re not a shaman!”
“Hehehe. I don’t know what you’re talking about. Let’s finish talking after we’re done!”
Wedge-
The black air flew towards my neck again.
No more!
Mokga-il quickly pulled out his sword, which was covered in yellow talismans, from his back and parried the attack, then opened a wide gap in between them.
No, I tried to spread it. The problem was that Dang Gyu-jin was doggedly chasing after me as if he wouldn’t let me go.
It was a mess.
“Where!”
“fu*k-”
Boom, boom boom boom-
Mokga-il swung his sword wildly in an attempt to somehow shake off Dang Gyu-jin.
It was a sword technique mixed with sorcery, which was mainly practiced by private swordsmen.
However, Mokgail could not activate any spells for attack other than blocking black energy.
Anyway, the person in charge of this project is Namgung Sanyoung.
Who knows what will happen if you harm that daughter?
It would not have been strange for the Master, who valued the water more than the Creator, to have become very angry.
Chaechaechaechae!
Hehehehehe-
As the fight continued, Dang Gyu-jin’s solemn face began to distort little by little.
The joy that was welling up in his eyes was filled with the determination to somehow catch the shepherd and kill him.
At this point, even Mokgail could no longer tolerate it.
“Hey! I’ve been lenient until now because of Namgung Siju’s face! If this continues, I won’t be able to stay still!”
“!!”
For a moment, just for a moment, Dang Gyu-jin’s sword stopped.
‘My mother… after all!?’
The inspector took advantage of the moment when Dang Gyu-jin’s sword flinched and ripped off the pile of talismans that had been covering the sword.
Then, a pitch-black sword appeared and sucked up a lot of demonic energy.
Tsk tsk tsk-
Gooooo!
Hyunghyungguimujin did not simply erase the presence of the private prosecutor.
It had the characteristic of amplifying the spiritual power contained in the sword several times over.
It was as if the ghost of a dark giant had appeared behind the inspector’s back.
Ghost augmentation method.
A special power amplification technique unique to the private investigator.
It had the characteristic of strengthening the spirit of a master who was forcibly summoned and possessed by the body during the smelting process.
Chae-Ang! Chae-Ang! Chae-Ang!
Mokgail struck down his sword hard.
Each and every slash of the sword was as powerful as if it had been struck by a giant himself.
Even Dang Gyu-jin was pushed back helplessly in an instant, perhaps because he missed his chance to win.
Her sword bent so sharply that it looked like it might break at any moment.
‘What are you hesitating for, Dang Gyu-jin? You already knew that your mother would do this, didn’t you? The important thing now is to catch this guy and punish him for his actions. We have to prevent your mother from going down the wrong path any longer!’
Dang Gyu-jin calmed down his wavering heart.
If even the Cheongseongpa could cause such a stir by being considered left-wing, then the group that his mother had joined hands with must have been the powerful Mado sect.
The problem is that it might be connected to the Namgung family in some way.
As a Taoist of the Qingcheng School and a successor to the Guryong Branch, I absolutely could not overlook this matter.
Because the demonic influence within the sect may be much deeper than expected.
“I will erase your memory with the magic of forgetfulness shortly. So, it would be best for you to remain quiet.”
“Try it. If you can.”
Cold tone of speech.
The shepherd frowned.
“Anyway, mothers and daughters are the same in that they annoy people!”
Wedge!
As the shepherd sucked in more and more of the ghost’s energy, the size of the ghost at the back also gradually increased.
Kwaaaaang!
A huge explosion creates a brief distance between the two.
“Catch it! You can eat as much as you want, leaving only the head and heart!!”
Mokgail gave an order to Gojo, who was wandering around the sky avoiding the Gimun Sword, to finish the work quickly.
Yun-hui had been standing in a corner, not even thinking about helping Dang Gyu-jin. He seemed to be scared.
Keeeeek!
The goby folded its wings and attempted to descend, making a pleasant cry.
Like a hawk swooping down on its prey.
* * *
“Please send me the letter!”
“I will step forward! Please put me in the vanguard!!”
The ghosts had been fighting each other for a while, trying to catch the radiation.
It seemed like he wanted to look better to me, rather than end up like a dead spider.
But I haven’t been ordering them around, I’ve just been sitting back and watching the battle.
I was curious to see if Dang Gyu-jin would be able to properly show off his skills in a real match like this, and I also wanted to confirm whether he would really take my side in the conflict with Namgung San-young.
More than anything, I was curious about who was behind the assassin.
Fortunately, it wasn’t difficult to figure out their identities.
Because there is only one place that deals with private investigators and high-ranking officials.
Black Bone Valley, Black Bone Valley!
It feels like catching a big fish that I never expected.
I thought it would be Namgung Se-ga at best. Who would have guessed that the tail of the Seventy-Twelve Four Sects would be caught here?
Even though the Shinkyo is in the midst of a civil war, the fact that they are here in the Central Plains clearly means that there is a high possibility that they have some kind of connection with the Hui.
In particular, since he had a grudge against Heukgolguigok even during his time as ‘Yeonunhwi’, he had to think deeply about how to cook so that people would know that he was a good cook.
But then suddenly, he comes hunting me with Gojo at the forefront.
I guess he thought I was too scared to move?
“Well, but, why are you aiming for-“
“That’s a bit of a shame.”
Wedge!
A sharp, erect claw flew towards my face.
“That’s true. Didn’t the cost of raising and raising one Gojo almost equal the operating expenses of Heukgolguigok for several years?”
I uncrossed my arms. At that moment, purple rays of light bloomed from the corners of my eyes like wild flowers.
Whoosh whoosh!
“I wonder if it wouldn’t be a bit disappointing if I just blew that thing away?”
When Gojo filled my vision, I released all the magical power I had stored in the upper chamber.
Kkaaa!
An evil spirit filled with poison appeared behind my back with a tearing sound.
Purple color first step
Demon appearance
“Get your head in there.”
―!
The face of Gojo, who had been so vicious until then, suddenly turned pale.
As if I had met my natural enemy.
The guy slammed his head into the ground at the same speed he was descending.
Phew!
Brrrrrr… … .
Oh. I didn’t mean to make you go that far. Doesn’t your head hurt?
“No. It’s more frustrating to have it taken away right in front of you. You worked so hard to prepare the food, and now it’s just been taken away in an instant!”
“Well, that’s true too? Hehehe! To the zombies, the Ghost King is like a natural enemy! What can we do? Those fools who don’t know the leader of the cult are stupid. It’s a shame, tsk tsk.”
The ghosts shook their heads as they looked at the inspector.
All the zombies born in Heukgolgwigok are monsters that originated from the dead.
Since what was inside was a type of ghost, it was naturally only one of my subordinates.
The reason why Heukgolgwigok couldn’t do anything special in the past and was so excited to get beaten up by me was all because of that.
Because whenever I gave an order, he would tremble.
So where is the difference between high tide and low tide?
Perhaps in Gojo’s eyes, I would appear as a giant monster wearing a hat that could tear me apart at any time.
“What… is this…?”
Of course, the prosecutor, who was completely unaware of such facts, looked at me with a dumbfounded face.
I called out to him, tapping his legs with the tips of my toes, still shaking slightly as I had laughed.
“Hey! Do you want to live?”
At my call, Gojo slightly raised his head.
The eyeballs rolled upward.
His face was drenched in cold sweat.
Nodding… … .
“Then, I’ll give you a chance.”
Gulp?
“Ask me that while I count to three. One, two-”
Gurruruk!
In that moment, Gojo rushed towards the inspector like lightning.
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