Episode 136. Does your lord know?
Hwayongdoksim Namgungyeon said in a calm tone.
“Most fake fortune tellers play tricks like that. You had a hard time giving birth because of a persimmon tree? Hoot! All mothers in the world risk their lives to give birth to their children.”
“ah!”
“I asked you first, ‘Do you have any brothers?’ and got information about them. At that time, your expression was dark, so I assumed that you had bad sibling relations.”
“Then how did the Nine Heavens and Nine Swords know?”
“You said from the beginning that Gucheonhyeonnyeo was your teacher. So that woman threw out a bait by saying, ‘Are you doing well in what you taught?’ You fell for it and started talking about Gucheongugeom. After that, you naturally started talking about Gucheongugeom.”
“I see! I taught you everything!”
Yeonjeokha tapped my head with a reproachful face.
Come to think of it, it was just as Namgung Yeon said.
For a moment, I mistook her for Gucheon Hyeonnyeo because she spoke as if she knew everything.
Gucheon-dongmo, who had been listening, shook his head urgently.
“Oh, no. I really like the Nine Heavenly Women… … .”
“Old Man Shim. If you hear the name Gucheonhyeonnyeo from this woman’s mouth again, I’ll pull out her tongue.”
“Yes! You little rascal. Keep talking. Let me taste your hand after a long time.”
Simtong glared at Gucheondongmo with murderous eyes.
He felt ashamed that he had been fooled, even for a moment.
Even if it was possible for Yeonjeokha to do so since he was a rookie in the martial arts world, who would have thought that he, who was called the Gumilbokgeom, would be treated like this!
‘That bitch, even if I kill her, it’s not enough!’
A bright light poured out from Simtong’s small eyes.
Gucheon Dongmo didn’t dare meet his eyes and quietly looked down.
The spirit of the villagers who seemed ready to attack with all their might was also dampened. They too had eyes and ears, so they were disappointed in Gucheondongmo.
Of course, that doesn’t mean that their perspectives have completely changed like Yeonjeokha and his group. They remained half-believing and half-doubting, having been accustomed to Gucheondongmo’s flowery speech for a long time.
Gucheon Dongmo couldn’t give up her last hope and cautiously said a word.
“Well, what if I really am that person… … . You guys are just guessing.”
Even in the midst of all this, he never mentioned the name of Gucheonhyeonnyeo, saying that he would live.
Yeonjeokha looked down at Gucheondongmo with a sullen expression.
“Madam. I don’t like immortals who kill people. And most importantly, Gucheonhyeonnyeo doesn’t kill children like you do. You’ve crossed the line.”
Only then did Gucheon Dongmo realize that the young man’s mind had completely changed.
It’s a completely different attitude from when she used to call herself a fairy.
Now, even if she were the true incarnation of the Nine Heavenly Women, she would not leave them alone.
“Okay, I made a mistake. Please forgive me.”
Gucheon-dongmo bowed and rubbed his hands diligently.
With that, all the status she had built up collapsed.
The villagers looked at the Gocheon-dong apple and Yeonjeokha in turn with surprised eyes.
Immediately after, a few curses erupted from the villagers.
The swearing grew louder and louder, like a dam bursting open.
Some people were jumping up and down as if they were going to run at any moment.
It seems that Goocheon Dongmo has done a lot of bad things in the name of Goocheon Hyeonnyeo.
“Ma’am. Why did you do that?”
Gucheon Dongmo answered Yeonjeokha’s question in a crawling voice.
“Oh, to get more money… … .”
“Then why don’t you just say you’ll chase away the evil spirits?”
“Someone must… … to strengthen the faith of the villagers.”
“Was there a sacrifice necessary?”
“… … .”
Gucheon-dongmo kept his mouth shut like a mute who had eaten honey.
At that moment, a woman’s scream erupted from among the villagers.
“Ahhh! You crazy bitch! You’re the devil! Save my child! Save my child!”
Looking at the long, rampaging body, it seems like there was a similar death before.
As the villagers were comforting her, an old man came forward.
“Excuse me, Mr. Swordsman. I am the village chief of Jangokchon. Thanks to you, I was able to avoid being blind. You are the benefactor of our village. But may I ask you a favor?”
“What is it?”
“There have been two people who died after being tricked by Gucheondongmo. Could you please hand that witch over to us? It’s so unfair… … Please.”
Yeonjeokha glanced at Namgungyeon.
Because I can’t decide what to do in this case.
Namgung Yeon, who met his eyes, nodded slightly without hesitation. He didn’t want Yeonjeokha to get blood on his hands because of something like this.
***
As the villagers dragged Gucheondongmo out, the inn became quiet again.
Jin Seol-ha, who had been sitting there blankly, muttered.
“Ha! It’s like a big typhoon has passed. They killed people just by listening to fortune tellers… … It’s not like I’m the only one who should be criticizing Yu Myeong-gyo.”
Namgungcheon of Cheongung Sword accepted the words.
“Isn’t that why the masters of the sect go around acting as chivalrous men? Because someone has to deal with the evildoers who are growing like poisonous mushrooms in every corner of the world.”
“As expected from a great hero, those are the words of a great hero.”
When Jin Seol-ha was looking at Namgung-cheon with respectful eyes.
The door to the inn opened and a man came in.
It was Seolchasu who was supposed to be resting in the hospital.
“Death penalty? Why did you come out?”
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“My body is aching… … I can’t just lie there like a seriously ill patient with just a little bit of a stab in the shoulder. But people are making a fuss. What happened?”
“Ah! There was a huge uproar before the death penalty was handed down. I should have seen the death penalty too.”
Jin Seol-ha briefly told the story of what happened with Gucheon Dongmo.
“Oh! I missed a good view. Anyway, there are many strange people in the world. So did the child get back safely?”
“Yes, I sent them with me because the villagers said they would bring them.”
“That child was saved by Priest Yu. If the Priest had not been hurt, I would have just passed him by.”
“Oh, now that I hear you, that’s true. It seems that the will of heaven is truly incomprehensible. Oh, right! By the way, how did Lady Namgung know about Gucheondongmo? She was trembling with a pale face. Men are like that too… … .”
People’s eyes turned to Namgung Yeon.
Certainly, the words that Namgung Yeon said to Gucheon Dongmo a little while ago were not ordinary.
Namgung Yeon glanced around at the people and then spoke calmly.
“It’s nothing special if you think about it. The woman’s speech was mixed with a Gangnam dialect. The silk dress and old pearl necklace she was wearing were all things popular in Gangnam.”
“Then how did you know about the men? They say men are surprised as if they saw a ghost. You wouldn’t have just taken a random picture of them. If you had, the men would have jumped.”
“There was a strong odor coming from Gucheondongmo’s body, right?”
“yes.”
“That scent contained the scent of incense that stimulated the urge to have s*x. When incense comes into contact with human sweat, it does not wash off easily with water.”
“ah!”
“When men came to visit, Goocheon-dongmo would secretly light incense. She was either a lecherous woman or she was trying to get the men under her control. The smell of incense permeated the bodies of the men who had relationships with her.”
“Oh my goodness! I thought my nose was going to go crazy because of that woman’s perfume. How did you distinguish all the smells in that short time? There were so many people there.”
Jin Seol-ha shook her head.
Other people were surprised too.
It’s amazing to know the smell of dreamy incense, but to be able to distinguish it among people!
Namgungcheon said proudly.
“Haha! My little brother’s senses are unusually sensitive. If I pick up something weird and eat it outside and ask him about it when I get home, he’ll figure it out right away.”
Whenever he talked about his younger brother, he would get excited and chatter away, forgetting his own age and status.
Now, everyone seems to be comfortable with that kind of appearance.
***
Hello.
Gwangmyeongjangwon.
At dusk, an old man and six men dressed in black appeared in front of the main gate.
These are the six surviving masters of the Dark World, including Baekma Juyusim.
They entered the manor silently, looking like defeated soldiers with their shoulders hunched.
Joo Yu-sim secretly sighed in front of the pavilion favored by the welcoming god, Ung Jae-gwi.
While he was hesitating, Woongjaegwi’s voice was heard.
“If you’re here, why aren’t you coming in?”
“yes.”
In the end, Joo Yu-sim stood up on the step with a resigned look on his face.
The steps I take on the floor feel like they weigh a thousand pounds.
Ungjaegwi, who was sitting on a high throne and looking at the open door, frowned.
I sent three cavalry, but only one came back?
As soon as Joo Yu-sim sat down, Woong Jae-gwi asked in a sharp voice.
“Why did you come alone when everyone else did?”
“That is… … . The Black Horse and the Black Belt Lord lost their lives to the bastard. Only Sokha and the Black Belt six survived. Please forgive me, my lord.”
Woongjaegwi said, trembling.
“Didn’t I clearly tell you not to fight back but to just assess his inaction and then come back?”
“We were thinking the same thing, but circumstances just happened.”
Joo Yu-sim told the angry Woong Jae-gwi in detail about the fight that had occurred the day before.
“… … Then, the Black Horse and the Black Lord were both fatally wounded at the same time. Of course, the old man named Gucheonnodo was better than the Ten Horse Soldiers.”
“Hmm!”
A slurring sound came out of Woongjaegwi’s mouth.
If there were two such experts, it would have been a miracle that Joo Yu-sim came back alive.
It was a shame to lose two of the twelve horsemen, but it was too late.
Woongjaegwi tried hard to soothe his tattered heart.
“Huh! Where on earth do those people… … come from? Do you know anything about their Buddhist teachings?”
“It’s a bit hard to believe, but according to what I’ve found out, Yeonjeokha is from Waryongjang, and Gucheonnodo learned martial arts from Yeonjeokha.”
“Warongjang? Are you referring to the Warongjang that was located in the Wolha Church of Unsa?”
“Yes. He is said to be the son of the True Moon Swordsman.”
“Crazy… …. Two of the Ten Horsemen were defeated by a mere group of Waryongjang soldiers?”
When a headache suddenly came over him, Woongjaegwi grabbed his temple with one hand.
Joo Yu-sim, who was observing Woong Jae-gwi’s complexion, spoke cautiously.
“By the way, my lord. Do you happen to know anything about the changes in the Ten Horsemen?”
“The transformation of the ten-headed horse? What does that mean?”
“That was, after the Black Horse and the Dark Lord died, a truly horrible sight, it was truly… … .”
Joo Yu-sim fumbled, not knowing how to explain what she had seen.
“You bastard! Make your point clear.”
Joo Yu-sim took a moment to collect his thoughts and then spoke calmly.
“As the Black Horse and the Dark Lord died, they transformed into grotesque forms. The Black Horse became an eight-foot giant, and the Dark Spirit became a red-black monster with horns on its crown. Neither of them looked human, and neither spoke human speech.”
“What the hell are you talking about? Did you drink something?”
“No. Both of them turned into black monsters as soon as they died. If you ask the Dark Ones who came back alive, they’ll give you the same answer.”
“After the ten horse soldiers died, they turned into monsters?”
“yes.”
Joo Yoo-sim looked at Woong Jae-gwi’s expression as he answered.
Judging from his bewildered expression, it seemed like he didn’t know either.
“Even when Yeon-Jeok-Ha killed them again… … . They all turned to dust and disappeared.”
“What? Are you saying that you didn’t even leave a body behind?”
Only then did Woongjaegwi’s expression become serious.
“Yes. I saw with my own eyes the two of them scattering like dust. Do you know why that happens to the Ten Horsemen?”
Joo Yu-sim looked at Woong Jae-gwi with anxious eyes.
He thought of the process of becoming a Sipduma soldier as a kind of absorption method. Most Sipduma soldiers understood and accepted it that way. However, the result was completely different.
What on earth have they done?
Wuxia,
