< First, Incense, Empty 1 >
I was worried that Taehwamun might have some suspicions about the guy’s sudden death, but the matter was covered up faster than I thought.
Taehwamun took the bastard’s body away without even conducting the minimum investigation.
At the very least, they did not conduct even a superficial investigation, such as sending someone to investigate the situation at the time or interviewing witnesses.
Since it is a martial arts sect, there is a possibility of resentment or something like that, when someone dies, they always do some investigation into the poison or the surrounding area, but even that was omitted when the third son of the head of the family died.
The cause of death that was later revealed from Taehwamun was simply sudden death.
According to the old man, the owner of that house covered up the matter quickly.
Although it was not known outside, he said that since he was a guy who only came to the casino every three days, he might have been brought out by his family.
Or maybe they knew of his antics to some extent from the inside.
That is why, rather than doubting us, Taehwamun sent us gifts and expressed their gratitude.
I heard that you were trying to save your child.
‘I feel a bit bad about killing someone and receiving a gift.’
A few days after that glorious revenge.
He picked up a woman named Na-ok from the Sachon Dangga in Seongdo and headed to Songgachon.
Due to the nature of the Tang family, once you enter, you will be cut off from the outside world for a while, so you went to visit your younger brother’s grave.
Since my older sister said she could send someone to look after the grave or even do the reburial, it was up to the woman named Na-ok to decide.
As we rode in a carriage and entered Songga Village, a small farming village on the outskirts of Seongdo, people began to crowd around.
And at the very front, there is a man who appears to be the village chief, asking the purpose of his visit.
“What happened to our Songga village in Sacheon-dangga? Huh? Na-ok!?”
The village chief is surprised to see a woman getting out of the carriage.
“It’s been a while, sir.”
“How come you are with the people of the party?”
“From now on, I will rely on you, sir.”
“You’re in the party!? What, is this kind of celebration happening!”
“Naok-i is in Sacheon-dang-ga!?”
They say that Sacheon Dangga is a family that feeds people, and even though ordinary people are only servants when they enter the family, they are the ones who congratulate them.
After a brief greeting, I followed the uncle and aunt of a woman named Na-ok up the small hill behind Songgachon.
In a corner of a cemetery filled with many graves, there is a single, shabby wooden tombstone.
Song Na-eun’s tomb.
From the writing on the old wooden tombstone, it was clear that the owner of the tomb was the younger sibling of a woman named Na-ok.
“Na-eun-ah···.”
A woman caressing a sparsely grown grave with grass growing on it.
Her cousin spoke from behind with a pitiful look on his face.
“Naok, I don’t know how you came to be in the Tang family, but yes, forget about revenge and be happy in the Tang family. Don’t you think your younger sibling would want that too?”
He decided to hide the fact that he had taken revenge, so perhaps the woman thought he had given up on revenge.
A further request.
“Miss, this may be presumptuous, but please take good care of our Na-ok. She lost her parents at a young age and has raised her younger sibling, but that younger sibling has been through something terrible…”
I heard that he was like a father to me, and I could see in his words that he was worried about a woman named Na-ok.
“Yes, now that you are a part of our family, you don’t have to worry.”
As our conversation came to a close, the woman took out what appeared to be a faded sachet from her bosom and hung it on the tombstone.
When the incense stick hanging on the tombstone swayed in the wind from somewhere, the woman couldn’t hold it back and burst into loud tears.
“Sob···. Sob sob···. Sister should have come sooner that day···.”
It seems like he still hasn’t gotten over his regretful feelings.
Then, as if in response to her words, the pitiful chirping of crickets began to be heard from the grass growing here and there around the grave.
-Crunch, crunch.
She said that the sound of crickets chirping sounded like her brother’s voice, but what on earth is her brother saying now?
I wish I could tell her to forget everything and be happy, like her cousin said.
***
A back alley in Sacheon City, dark even in broad daylight due to the large trees and walls on both sides.
Under the dark tree, a shabby-looking old beggar took something out of the pocket on his waist.
What he took out was a single, twisted insect.
The old man examined the bug carefully, then quickly put it in his mouth with an expression of disbelief.
And then he put on a very satisfied smile.
“Even though it looks like this, you’re saying that it’s really delicious and tasty?”
What the old man took out of his pocket was a yellow caterpillar larva that he had received as a gift from the children of the Tang family.
He said he could come back to get it if it fell, but he still felt bad about it, so he carefully put the larva into his mouth, vowing to eat it sparingly.
-Ouch.
The rich flavor that fills your mouth when you chew the larvae.
A smile appeared on Geulhwang’s face.
“It’s a noble revenge···.”
When I think back to that delicious taste in my mouth and the meeting with the little guy who gave me this yellow worm that made me happy for the first time in a while.
On top of a tree where a presence is felt.
Geulhwang looked up at the tree and asked.
“Why are you hiding like that, looking around, in case someone thinks you’re a thief? What on earth is going on here?”
Then an angry cry came from the tree.
With an angry cry, two spirits fell from the tree and appeared in front of Geulhwang.
“No, brother, you thief! Here you go again!”
The person who appeared before his eyes was Shintu, one of the five emperors of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the Central Plains martial arts world.
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His brother was Shintu Galjiheung.
“You punk. Then, what do you call a thief if you call him a thief?”
“No, there’s also a good nickname called Shintu (神偸)···.”
“You’re talking like a god. You idiot. If a thief is called a god because he’s good at stealing, then I’m called a god because I’m good at begging? I’ll have to go to my martial arts association and ask them to change my nickname to god from tomorrow.”
“Hey, it’s been a long time since we last met and here we are again.”
Gal Ji-heung, who always scratches his head at the arguments that arise whenever they meet.
He asked, putting another yellow worm in his mouth.
“So, what happened in Sacheon? Oh, is that a pointless question? Did you come here to steal again?”
“No, brother, I even brought my disciple, so please save some face for this guy.”
Gal Ji-heung, who is now asking for forgiveness after grumbling and complaining.
As Geulhwang looked next to Shintu, a pretty girl bowed her head and greeted him.
“Nice to meet you, Elder Geulhwang. My name is Choga Yeongryeon, the disciple of Master Shintu.”
Perhaps, without realizing it, his own agenda has taken over his disciples.
Geulhwang said with an expression that said his head hurt.
“Galga, that guy alone is a headache, and now he has a disciple… The future of the martial arts world is bleak.”
“older brother!”
“Okay, I got it, you punk! Anyway, it’s nice to meet you. And instead of standing there, both of you sit down. My neck hurts.”
When I suggested that they sit on the piled up rags because their necks were stiff from looking up, the two of them sat down roughly.
Even though Geul-hwang had been harassing him with words, he had never said anything like, “What should I do if the floor is dirty?” as expected of a disciple of Geul-hwang, so he smiled inwardly and asked.
“So, how did you know I was here and come looking for me?”
Well, usually it’s because they need information to steal something, but since it’s been a while since we last met, I asked why.
Then Shintu answers with a single voice.
“Just as you know all the gossip in the world even though you’re sitting in a back alley like this, don’t I have the talent to find you no matter where you hide?”
Although Shintu spoke with a show of bragging, Geulhwang thought that he had put on some kind of perfume on himself the last time they met and asked back.
“Ha, you’re showing off again, it looks like you’ve secretly spread some kind of incense that will follow you ten thousand miles. Then, why did you come here without talking nonsense?”
“You too, hyung. It’s been a while since we last met, so let’s talk about that later and have a meal first. Let’s go to a nice restaurant…”
A suggestion to have a meal at a nice restaurant.
But the guy looked up and down at Geulhwang again, scratched his head, and continued speaking.
“No, you can’t go to a restaurant, hyung.
“Okay, Yeongnyeon, go and buy some food. Buy some duck meat, some skewers, and get some alcohol.”
“Yes, I understand, Master.”
Judging by the way he changed the subject and asked her to bring him his favorite duck meat and alcohol, it seems like he really does have a favor to ask.
Now, lying on the rags, the yellow-bellied man put the yellow-bellied larvae back into his mouth and asked.
“What are you trying to steal again, taking so long?”
Then Shintu raises both hands and becomes serious.
“Oh my. Brother, do you think I came to see you every time for something like that? This time, I came to see you for something completely different.”
“other?”
He’s not the type of guy who usually comes looking for information unless he needs it on a house to rob, but he came looking for something else.
When I made a face of disbelief, Shintu answered.
“Yes, I came to see you and asked you to tell me who is the person in the Central Plains who knows the most about silkworms.”
“Sleeping?”
If it’s a sleeping insect, it’s a silkworm.
As I tilted my head, wondering how the hell that thief could find someone who knew so much about silkworms, Shintu raised his arm and said,
“Don’t you have this silk from heaven, which is my sacred treasure?”
“Yes, Cheonjamsa, I know that too.”
If it’s Cheonjamsa, it’s a symbol and a sacred object of Shinto.
It is thinner than fine silk thread and is barely visible to the eye, but it is incredibly strong and if used sharply, it can cut off a person’s limbs or even neck. This is Cheonjamsa.
As he nodded, Shintu answered while fiddling with the silk quilt wrapped around his arm.
“I thought this thing would last a thousand years, but it seems like it has a lifespan. It broke a while ago.”
“It’s broken?”
The Cheonjamsa cannot be cut even with a sword, and can only be cut with a strong sword. When Geulhwang heard that it had been cut, his eyes widened.
Even though they tease him by calling him a thief, he is saying that it is the same as losing his means of earning a living.
This was a really big deal, because it was like his begging bowl was broken.
“Yes, I think it may have reached the end of its lifespan.”
“Haha. The life of Cheonjamsa has ended?”
“Yes, you may not know this, but it is our tradition that when a disciple finishes training, the previous generation passes on the Cheonjamsa to the next generation. However, since I cannot just pass it on, I am looking for someone who knows a lot about Jamsung.”
“A sleep bug. A sleep bug···.”
Those who know a lot about silk are probably silk makers or those who supply silk to the royal family.
Geul-Hwang nodded at the words that he needed information for his disciple, not for stealing.
“If that’s the case, then of course I should help.”
“Thank you, brother!”
“I’ll ask the children of Sacheon to find out, so for now, just wait in Sacheon. In the meantime, don’t make a fuss in Sacheon by stealing anything again. Do you understand?”
Don’t make a fuss about Sacheon again for no reason. Let’s just glare at him. Before we know it, the disciple of the person who had gone to buy food came into the alley carrying a bunch of delicious food, and soon a small feast of thieves and beggars began on the street.
***
The next day, a woman named Naok was brought into the family.
The woman became a member of our poison corps.
Since I had to go into the poison yard, I couldn’t have a servant or a maid, so I had no choice but to become one of the poison yard agents.
Although he was too old to learn martial arts, since he had become a member of the Poisonous Corps, the Great Master of the Nine-Tailed decided to teach him martial arts.
It was because the old master felt a sense of kinship with him and took good care of him after bringing him to Sacheondangga.
That’s why I brought Dokmulwon to introduce a place to work.
He explained, pointing inside.
“This is the poison source.”
“Oh, so this is where I will work?”
“Yes, let’s take a look first. This is where they grow silkworms. And over there is where they grow danmiseo. And over there is where they grow yellow worms.
“The purpose of raising them is to use them as food for poisonous creatures.”
“Then, should I just grow Silsol, Hwangbunchung, and Danmisul?”
“Oh, that’s true. Is that okay?”
He asked the woman if the sound of the thorns was okay, but the woman smiled.
The woman’s expression, which had been dark, had brightened slightly compared to before.
“Yes, it’s okay. I can’t hear my brother’s voice anymore. I guess it means that I should repay Confucius’s kindness for the rest of my life.”
Although it was a grateful word, it was unlikely to be a complete cure, so I nodded and decided to ask the old master to take close care of it.
“All right.”
I thought it would be better to work and be with people than to just sit there blankly.
It was when I showed everything inside and walked out.
I can hear Naok’s voice.
“But if it’s poison, what kind of poison are you growing?”
I wondered what I would raise in the future, but I guess I don’t remember taking the kids out when I was in a daze.
I quickly took out the candle I had hidden in my arm.
-Tsrrrr.
“This is exactly the kind of poison that is.”
“Wukong!?”
Na-ok blinks in surprise at the sight of the large candle.
He said to Cho, looking at Na-ok.
“Oh my, hello, our elementary school. Should I say hello?”
Then, Cho nods his head as if greeting.
“Oh my, our elementary school has bad manners.”
I kissed the forehead of the guy who greeted me as if he was telling me to do something.
And then, while making Wukong and Naok face each other, he walked out.
I can hear Na-ok’s cautious voice.
“So, So-ryong-nim, do you have someone you want revenge on?”
“?”
‘What does this mean?’
When I thought about that ridiculous remark, I realized that perhaps in Na-ok’s eyes, I was half-crazy for revenge like her.
