< Companion Poisonous Object Culture >
After breakfast, we gathered the old and new weapons and conducted some mental training.
Yesterday, when I asked why the warriors touched the hamster, they said that the Tang family had been collecting poison and using or distributing the dead poisonous parts in cooking.
It was something like boiling snake soup and grilling it to eat.
So, when it comes to handling poisonous substances, they are living poisonous ingredients.
After death, he was just a cooking ingredient.
To begin with, poison was not treated as precious, but the feed they eat?
It was not under management.
The commander of the Gupae unit saw how much I liked poison, so he brought his men and came to apologize yesterday.
Since there is no pet culture, even dogs are just livestock that eat leftover food.
It was treated as a delicacy to be eaten occasionally.
The fact that the venom of the living poison is non-mainstream also played a role in yesterday’s situation.
What the Tang clan values are the poisons they synthesized and treated as confidential, as well as some natural poisons that are good to handle.
There was a widespread perception that if there was not enough poison, you could just catch more and fill it up.
Also, I had told him that it would take at least a month or two for the Chinese hamsters to grow to a stable supply, and that in the meantime, frogs and small toads would be caught and fed to the Hoban Yusa for the time being, which seemed to have influenced this incident.
“Since we don’t have enough numbers anyway, we were planning to catch frogs and feed them to the Hoban Yusa when they arrive, but from now on, you must never touch the poison or the living things inside the poison pond. Do you understand?”
“““Yes, Little Dragon.”””
It was when I was leaving the poison center after finishing my mental education.
“My lord, I am truly sorry. I will make sure that those who did wrong yesterday are severely punished.”
The old man said that he would severely punish the three warriors who had caused the accident yesterday, but that wasn’t the problem.
“No. This isn’t a problem that can be solved by simply punishing someone. I have an idea, so please wait a moment.”
“Do you have any thoughts, Little Dragon?”
“yes.”
The first place I went to after leaving the poison farm was Gajujeon.
It was to meet my grandfather who was serving as the temporary head of the household.
“Is Grandpa here? It’s me, Little Dragon.”
“Oh, okay, little dragon, come in.”
As I entered the house, I saw my grandfather having a meeting with the elders of the family.
They were busy welcoming guests, but when I entered the main hall, the elders of the family and my grandfather smiled.
“Yes, is your grandson-in-law here?”
“Is the little dragon here? How are you?”
“Our proud Tang family member, Soryong, has arrived. Hehe.”
The atmosphere is very friendly, perhaps because of the work of the Blood Cult and Jidam-hwan.
I politely greeted the elders and went inside.
“I’m sorry for bothering you when you’re busy.”
“No. We were all just trying to take a break. So, what brings you here, So-ryong? Oh, well, please take a seat. Would you like some tea?”
“The car is fine, so I’ll sit down and talk.”
First, I sat down as my grandfather had suggested and informed him that I was ready to bring the Hoban Yusa he had ordered.
And I explained why I came.
“······So, it seems like everything is ready.”
“Yeah, that’s good news. And?”
“Yes, it’s nothing else. From what I’ve heard, the family’s warriors don’t treat poisons very preciously. That’s why this happened······.”
“You mean something like that happened?”
“Yes, Grandpa.”
My grandfather and the elders of the family nodded their heads at my explanation that it would be difficult if poisons were treated like this within the family, as the number of poisons would increase in the future.
“If it’s the same as before, as Soryong said, then there’s a problem.”
“Your Majesty, how about punishing a few people severely?”
“That must be it. Okay, So-ryong, what do you want me to do?”
I told my grandfather what I had been thinking in response to his question.
This was because it seemed necessary to establish a culture of companion poison within the family rather than a one-time, severe punishment.
‘I will spread the companion poison culture to the Sichuan Dang family, the assassination clan of the Central Plains!’
“Could you please establish some kind of rules that all members of your family must follow?”
“Discipline?”
“Yes, that’s what it is···”
***
Zhuge Hu, who was staying in Wuhan as a member of the Murim Alliance, was on his way to Tangga in Sichuan leading one of the Murim Alliance’s armed forces, the Fierce Tiger Corps.
Behind him, there were quite a few people following him, including the Tiger Clan, the main family, the Zhuge Clan, and all the supporting troops from the Wudang Clan.
“They say we will soon reach Danggaha. Military.”
“Then, I guess I can stay at the inn today.”
“Maybe so?”
“I’m finally free from homelessness.”
A report from the shaman elder who was ahead.
As he said, Danggaha began to appear right away.
The fact that the Dangga River is reached by crossing the bridge over the meandering Dangga River is something that even Zhuge Liang knows.
As the bridge in front of him got closer, Zhuge Hu made a troubled expression.
Now that he was free from the night dew and the sleepless nights, Zhuge Hu had an awkward expression on his face for no other reason.
It was because of the thoughts of the leader and the one who sent him here.
‘I have to bring at least one piece of good news.’
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If there was anyone who reacted the most to the story of the Blood Cult reappearing in the martial arts world and the news that they had attacked Dangga, it was none other than the current martial arts leader, Kwon Hwang, Joo Joong-hak.
The leader of the Murim Alliance, Kwon Hwang Joo Joong-hak, who lost his family and wife to the Blood Cult thirty years ago, was furious at the story.
Thirty years ago, the Ju family was wiped out in the Blood Rebellion, and the only one left was Ju Jung-hak himself.
Even the three children of the Murim Alliance know how much he hates the Blood Cult.
It was impossible not to know, since what Joo Joong-hak said when he became the leader of the martial arts world was that he would never stop until he had chewed through the last blood cult bastard’s heart.
That is why, as soon as the leader heard the news, he planned to lead the Blue Dragon Corps under his direct command and head to Sacheon.
“I will lead my Blue Dragon Corps and go to Sacheon myself! How dare you, you blood cult bastards!”
“No, my lord. Why would you go yourself? The fact that the Blood Cult, which had been in hiding for thirty years, has resumed its activities means that mass murders may be occurring in various places in the Central Plains that we are unaware of, just like before.
At times like these, you must be careful to guard your position. What will you do if you hear bad news from somewhere else?”
“Huh. Then, would you like the military to go and see for themselves!? If my military goes, I can trust them. I’ll investigate thoroughly and catch those bastards. While the military is away. You can handle important matters with the deputy military.”
“Me, me?”
“Yes. I believe he will go and bring good news.”
However, Zhuge Liang stopped him, and in the end, that was why he came here instead.
“after···.”
Zhuge Hu sighed as he recalled what the leader had said when he was sent here.
The leader had told him to definitely bring good news, but it seemed like it would be a waste to bring the good news the leader wanted.
The good news that the leader so desperately wants is probably catching the tail of the Blood Cult.
But when I combined the information I had heard on my way here, it was clear that I would not be able to find the base that was the tail of the guys the leader wanted so badly.
It wasn’t because it rained and a lot of poetry flowed.
The reason why Zhuge Hu thought he would not be able to bring good news was because the Blood Cult’s attack on Tangga this time was somewhat strange.
Thirty years ago, during the Blood Cult Incident, the martial arts world united and killed the Blood Cult members.
They burned down their sects and strongholds, and hunted down and eliminated all of the cultists.
That’s why they had no choice but to go into hiding, but then they suddenly appeared after being in hiding for thirty years and attacked?
That too, at Sacheondangga?
Even if there were no Mandokshin Army or Gaju, the number of attackers and their composition were too absurd, and what the Blood Cult seemed to be aiming for was the level of the Bloodthirsty Poisonous Clan.
When I think about all the circumstances, I get the feeling that they originally came with the intention of taking emergency shelter, but something went wrong and it turned into an ambush.
Still, Zhuge Hu decided to listen to the detailed story of Mandushingun one more time and arrived in front of the Goojinmun Gate of Tangga.
“Who is the guest who has come to our house?”
“I am Zhuge Liang, a military officer of the Murim Alliance.”
“You are a military man. Welcome to the Tang family. Please wait a moment. The Supreme Lord, Mandokshin-gun, will come out to greet you soon.”
One of the Tang clan’s warriors was hurriedly heading towards the top of Tangga Mountain, while people were waiting for a moment in front of Tangga’s Gujin Gate.
A warrior from the Tang family walked over with a cautious expression and spoke to Zhuge Hu while offering him a prize.
“My lord, before the arrival of the Mandokshin Army, I would like to inform you in advance that there are things you must be careful of when entering our party house.”
“What should I watch out for?”
Zhuge Hu tilted his head in confusion at the words of the warrior who said that something had come up that required attention.
Then, Eun Seong-cheon, the elder shaman and one of the Eight Swords of the Shamans who was standing nearby, tilted his head and asked.
“Is there a sword pool in Dangga?”
In order to pass the shaman’s gate, you must put down the weapons you are carrying, and the place where you leave the weapons is called Haegeomji.
So the shaman elder asked if he had to put down his weapon to enter the dangga.
Even if it is a prestigious martial arts school, if people from different schools gather together, fights can break out.
But now, since it had only been a short time since the Blood Cultists had attacked, I thought there would be voices of opposition, but the Tang family’s warrior scratched his head and answered.
He looked as if he felt a bit awkward saying something like that.
“No, sir. That’s not it. It might be a bit embarrassing, but I have one request. You must never take the life of even a small insect within the Tang family’s nine gates.”
“You shouldn’t even take the life of a lowly insect?”
“No, are you saying that the whole family converted to Buddhism?”
Usually, the words of the Tang Dynasty warrior are applicable only to Buddhist temples such as Shaolin Temple.
So when Zhuge Hu’s party showed expressions of incomprehension at the fact that this was something they would hear when visiting Shaolin Temple, the Tang family warrior scratched his head again and said.
“Well… you’ll know once you go in. But you absolutely must keep this in mind.”
That was when.
Two people running from the top of Danggasan Mountain, performing light martial arts.
One was a woman and the other was a boy. The boy and the woman ran with slightly reckless footwork, and arrived in front of Zhuge Hu, politely greeting him with a round of applause.
“Hello, General Maeng.”
“Meet the commander of the army.”
The woman’s face was a face that even Zhuge Liang was familiar with, a face as beautiful as the gold and jade leaves of the Tang family.
“Oh, yes, Miss Hwa-eun. It’s been a while.”
“Yes, it’s been exactly a year since we last met at Maeng last year.”
“Yes, what about the Mandokshin Army?”
“Oh, Grandfather is currently inspecting the place where the clan’s warriors and the blood cultists fought. That’s why we came out. Please forgive our rudeness.”
“No. No. How rude of me to welcome one of the Three Flowers of Murim.”
I was curious as to why the Mandokshin Army didn’t come out, but if they were investigating the place where the clan’s warriors and the elders of the blood sect fought as Dang Hwa-eun said, then it was natural that they couldn’t come out.
As I was about to enter the Gujinmun Gate, nodding my head, following Dang Hwa-eun’s guidance.
A boy comes in next to Dang Hwa-eun.
Was it called Binggiokgol (Ice Skin and Jade Bone)?
It’s usually said to a woman, but it feels like there’s nothing lacking even with Dang Hwa-eun, one of the Three Flowers of the Murim, right next to him.
Zhuge Hu stopped walking and asked.
“Oh, okay, then who is the person next to you?”
“Nice to meet you, sir. My name is Weisorong.”
“stomach?”
I thought he was a member of the Tang family, but when Zhuge Hu tilted his head at the mention of the Wei clan, Tang Hua-eun answered in an embarrassed voice.
“Hey, hey, you’re my lover.”
“Me, Jeong-in!?”
“““Lover!?”””
The lover of the martial arts master Samhwa Danghwa Eun!
At those words, Zhuge Liang’s back boiled with anger.
I know that there are quite a few disciples of the Tiger Corps or the Wudang Sect brought in by the Murim Alliance who admire Dang Hwa-eun, so I couldn’t help but be seething with anger at the thought of Dang Hwa-eun’s lover.
Among the three martial arts flowers of Poisonous Flower Mooncake, Flower King Peony, and Smiling Rose, the one that touches the hearts of men the most is Flower King Peony, but there were also quite a few men who liked Poisonous Flower Mooncake.
Ham So-gyu-hwa was kind to all men, so there were few men who liked her, but Dok-hwa-wolgye, who looked down on men for some reason, was secretly liked by many men.
Does the look in your eyes when you sell strangely make your heart race?
I really don’t know what the tastes of young people are these days, but if I’m not careful, young people might start getting a flood of requests for non-competition from today.
I was thinking that I should at least pay attention to Baekho-dae.
It was because there were so many guys looking at him that the back of Zhuge Hu’s head felt hot.
That was when.
-Buuung. Buung.
A strange sound coming from somewhere.
It was when the surprised Zhuge Liang looked around and looked up at the sky at the sound of someone shouting.
“Up! Up!”
I looked up and saw large bees flying down from the sky.
The tiger bowed down and shouted in surprise.
“Golden Phoenix King! Jo, be careful! How can there be such poison in the house!”
It was the moment when the surprised Tiger Corps members each drew their swords.
The man in front quickly ran towards Zhuge Hu, spread his arms, and said.
“Everyone, put away your swords! I clearly told the warriors to tell the guests, but aren’t they doing their jobs properly?”
“The small group is dangerous! What are you doing? The Golden Phoenix King is a medium-level poison, and if you make a mistake, a person can die in an instant.”
Although he tried to stop So-hyeop’s actions, So-hyeop instead ordered Zhuge Hu and his men to put down their swords.
An unbelievable story burst out of Sohyeop’s mouth.
“This is something I am raising, so everyone, calm down.”
“Hey, you’re raising it?”
-Boooo. Boooo.
Immediately after, a golden phoenix flew in and sat on So-hyeop’s outstretched arm as if to confirm his words.
Then Sohyeop spoke to King Geummobong in a gentle voice, as if he were talking to a child.
“Are you guys looking for me? I haven’t been seen in a while, have you? You shouldn’t be stinging your guests with poison, right?”
Several golden phoenixes surround the small village.
The hot gazes pouring down on the back of Zhuge Hu’s head quickly disappeared at the unbelievable sight.
