Episode 78 < The scent of snow. (1) >
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One.
… … Baraya, Baraya, Agavaraya… …
… … The heart is a candle, so burn this place… …
A prayer that has been handed down since ancient times.
Just as monks recite Amitabha Buddha, demonic people recited Baraya.
… … Baraya, Baraya, Agavaraya… …
… … The heart is a candle, so burn this place… …
No one knew what ‘baraya’ meant. So Baek-hyang didn’t know either. The old man who brought So Baek-hyang to the Demon Church did not know either. I memorized it without knowing it.
For So Baek-hyang, Baraya was the song of the common people. It was a scream. The scream has no original meaning. So wouldn’t it be natural for the people’s songs to have no meaning?
Even if you don’t know it, you can memorize it.
There is no need to know much for people to scream.
Therefore, a person can be polite only when he learns etiquette, and he can practice justice only when he learns righteousness, but the only exception is screaming, and even the common people who have not learned anything can scream.
…I hope… …
…I hope… …
……Agabaraya……
Screaming was an essence common to all nations.
The world So Baek-hyang saw was screaming.
-I have nothing more to teach you.
said the old man.
-Please appear.
-Where should we go?
So Baek-hyang asked. A soft voice. Before we knew it, she had grown up.
Little 11-year-old Ahae was not here. Inky-colored hair, inky-colored eyes, inky-colored uniform. The woman was as black as a midnight well.
She wanted to become a hell.
The woman went that deep to become people’s hell.
-Where do you want to go?
-To a place where there are hungry people.
So Baek-hyang answered.
-A place where there are thirsty people, a place where there are suffocating people, a place where there are cold people, a place where there are people addicted to drugs, a place where there are sick people, a place where there are people who have been beaten in government offices, a place where there are fire To the place where those who are burned to death are.
So Baek-hyang looked into space.
-I want to go there.
-…….
far far away.
The sound of prayer was heard outside the main temple. The demons were bowing and praying. their voices. Their trembling. Baraya, Baraya, Agavaraya… … . They became vibrations and traveled through the wooden floor.
-Well then, Baekhyang.
The old man opened his mouth.
-This whole world is your place to go.
So Baekhyang. 21 years old.
Appeared in martial arts.
That winter, 31 Kangho military personnel, 47 government officials, and 55 local nobles lost their heads.
2.
“Our school’s etiquette is special.”
The Heavenly Demon quietly bit people. He banished the Lord of the Murim League and the Doksa. She headed somewhere alone with me.
“Do you know how to perform the nine bow rituals?”
“no. I do not know.”
“In our school, when a disciple greets his teacher, he bows nine times.”
The place we headed to was a cave. A cave with hot springs. It was a place I was already used to, like home, but the place the Heavenly Demon took me was unfamiliar.
A place that has never been permitted to our group.
The Heavenly Demon walked deep into the cave.
“hmm.”
The Heavenly Demon waved his hand. The loose sleeves of his clothes fluttered once, and candles lit up in various places in the darkness. Countless candles illuminated the stalagmites and stalactites of the cave.
“But it doesn’t end with bowing. It is entirely up to the teacher whether to accept the nine bows or not. The teacher can ask the disciple to bow as many times as he or she is satisfied with.”
The Heavenly Demon smiled.
“It depends on my heart.”
“hmm… . “Is there a separate standard?”
“there is.”
End of passage.
“In essence, politeness is more about the heart than the appearance. Oh no. The reason why times and places are discriminated against in etiquette is simply because people’s hearts are cunning and light.”
There was a huge library there.
Every time the Heavenly Demon took a step, candles lit up on both sides of the path. As the candles were lit one by one, the true nature of the library was revealed. High cave ceiling. Books and bamboo poles were piled up to reach the ceiling.
“It is not easy to achieve lightness of heart.”
The Heavenly Demon walked.
A candle illuminated her ankles.
“That is why people choose sacred times and sacred places. It depends on the time and place. “It is to lean on heaven and earth and hold on to a light heart with a heavy heart.”
“Cheonma. This place… ?”
“It is our school’s military secretariat.”
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Cheonma said.
“And it is also a military repository of the nine families and the five generations. “I call this place Cheonmugwan (天武館).”
Bae Hu-ryeong opened his mouth.
-That’s bullshit. It’s a complete treasure trove! Zombie, I’m looking at the martial arts books! Don’t worry about me, just do your job. If possible, take some time until I read everything!
Bae Hu-ryeong, who was crazy about martial arts, rushed forward.
-Oh yea! All the world’s martial arts seasons are now mine! I will sweep away all the enlightenment that is enlightenment! Hahaha!
Cheonma was calm, not sure if he knew that a ghost was running rampant in his study.
“I joined the martial arts team when I was 21 years old. “Do you have any idea what my first thought was when I appeared in the military?”
“uh. “Are you saying I’m going to break the heads of all the unlucky white people of the political faction?”
“That was my third thought.”
“I’ll prove to you that the Demon Cult is the best… ?”
“That was my second thought.”
The Heavenly Demon narrowed his left eye.
“This is the horse. “Ever since I was young, I really hated the word martial arts.”
“yes?”
“Murim is the name of a powerhouse that reveres radish. But how can there be only unmanned people in the river? There are boatmen and there are farmers. The merchant lives and the prostitute lives. There are countless trees that make up one forest. Each tree had a different name and texture, but Gupailbang and Odaesega named that place the Forest of Mu.”
I didn’t like it.
The Heavenly Demon muttered softly.
“So, I decided to take martial arts away from them.”
“Taking away the radish means… ?”
“They robbed all the military books that were treated like shrines!”
The Heavenly Demon laughed lightly.
It was a smile full of mischief.
“Hehe. The faces that the Taoist monks of Kunlun used to make are still vivid. I begged them to leave behind the book containing the secrets of the cloud dragon, even if they had to tear it to pieces! What kind of great person is this person? I willingly buried the Taoist monks in the ground and left only their heads sticking out. And in front of these guys, I grabbed all my official documents and ran away!”
Wow.
Our teacher is having a hard time.
“It’s been like that for decades. Now this place is Kunlun and a shaman. This is Sacheondangmun. It’s my turn. It’s the Mosan faction. All the radish species in the world form a forest here, so it deserves to be called a martial forest. This seat is… .”
The Heavenly Demon slowly sat down.
“I want to receive your bow here.”
“Would you like to raise it?”
“yes.”
“I won’t care about appearances. Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha “I will bow down as my body obeys.”
So I did.
I took off my shoes and put them away. got down on her knees. The moment you try to touch the floor with your forehead. The voice of the Heavenly Demon flowed.
“Both bow nine times in total, but put different feelings into each bow.”
each heart.
“The first verse contains the heart of hunger.”
“Do you understand?”
is it.
“yes. all right.”
The bond between teacher and student was truly profound.
In Demonicism, this ritual was not simply about bowing nine times.
Good luck.
It was no different from the Demon Heavenly Demonic Art.
“Whoa… .”
slowly. I took a deep breath.
I drew a picture in the very center of my heart.
A farmer wielding a pickaxe. The riverside. mud.
“Hunger is children waiting for harm.”
I bowed.
The Heavenly Demon nodded. He accepted my first prize. There was no lie in my hunger, so it was enough to be considered a form of etiquette.
“The realm of demonic religion is largely divided into four.”
To me, who will soon become his disciple, the Heavenly Demon gave an old teaching.
“The first stage is entrance into a demon. Ipma is someone who knows how to speak about his pain. The demons who joined our school speak not with words but with swords. Therefore, the state of Ipma refers to a person who knows how to express his pain with a sword.”
I bowed again.
After hunger, thirst came next, so I drew sea water in my mind.
“The second level is extreme demon. An extreme demon is someone who knows how to tell the pain of others. Therefore, the state of extreme magic refers to a person who is able to alleviate the pain of others with a sword.”
Cheonma silently accepted my second hand.
I pictured my drowned father in my mind and bowed again.
“The third stage is escape from demons.”
This time, the Heavenly Demon nodded.
He willingly accepted my three bows.
“Talma is someone who knows how to talk about everyone’s pain. “Whenever you meet a person while walking down the street, you must be able to feel what pain that person is suffering from.”
I raised the four bows.
“Very few people reach this level! Even in the history of our school, Talma did not fill all five fingers. “The main seat is located right in Talma.”
This time too, Cheonma accepted my bow.
“Finally, there is the state of a divine demon. A divine horse is someone who can speak not only of the suffering of all people but also of the suffering of all things. He said, “There is something that can speak of the suffering of all things.” However, this is unproven territory! I’m just going to skip over it because there is such a state. In reality, no one has reached the level of a divine demon.”
It was when I was about to raise the five bows.
“Stop.”
“Put it back up.”
“…….”
The fifth sword method of Macheon Shinkong is the poisonous snake ceremony. It is a gesture of those dying from drug addiction. I haven’t learned the fifth sword path yet. The Heavenly Demon spoke softly.
“I told him to put it up again.”
I bowed.
“Put it back up.”
I bowed.
“Put it back up.”
again. again. again. again.
Sweat poured down my forehead. My back was covered in cold sweat.
The Cheonma’s face remained calm as ever.
“Put it back up.”
336 times to even clumsily capture the heart of a person who died of poisonous death.
To picture a person who is sick and dying, number 189.
It took 510 bows to depict the deceased and express them physically.
I was sweating.
I silently knelt down and bent my back.
“… … “Ahae is upright.”
The Heavenly Demon smiled.
“There is a child who is upright because he was born well. There is a child who was born ugly but became upright through his own will. Oh my gosh, you are definitely the latter. “What kind of life should I live to become this perfect?”
It was a slightly sad smile.
“How can you live your life like this? … ”
The candle flickered.
As the light wavered, the shadow wavered.
As I swayed, the Heavenly Demon’s shadow and my shadow overlapped.
“If the sun means life, then the shade means pain.”
The thin shadow opened its lips.
“The outlines of each human being’s life are different, but the pain overlaps and overlaps. Therefore, humans are not one because they are alive, but they are one only because of pain.”
It was the doctrine of shadow.
“If you say you are willing to share pain with someone, it means that you will only spend your life with that person. Therefore, a person who is hurt by everyone only wants to be with everyone. “Oh no.”
A doctrine that has only one mouth left to spread in this world.
“Confucius.”
That mouth was talking to me.
“People not only decide who to hurt, they also decide who to hurt. The people you are trying to save will never be good. The group you save will never be noble. “Whoever you love will never be perfect.”
The shadow whispered.
The whisper of a shadow had the temperature of a candle flame.
“Nevertheless, if you want to be hurt by everyone. If you are willing to give them your bare skin. “When they scratched you with their nails, they were just trying to hug you too tightly.”
“Life is pain. But it is only human suffering. Baraya, Baraya. It’s Agabhara. Your heart is meaningless. Burn and see the shadow of others.”
The candle wax slipped.
“The eighth demon is death.”
It flowed down.
“Confucius. Bow down with a burning heart.”
I am.
“But you know that I am the Flame Emperor.”
“Then you should give it to me.”
“bye.”
I bowed.
“…….”
Kuuk.
The shadow closed its mouth.
336 on Viper. 189 to the soldier. 510 for business.
The words ‘Put it back up again’, which had been ringing in the cave for 1035 times, were not heard this time. I felt like just one shot was enough for me.
“… … “That’s right.”
Traces of candle wax.
A voice seeped into the spot where the mark was made.
“The last sword of Macheon… … It is not fixed. It is a formula. From generation to generation, the cult leader engraves his own death on his last sword. So, the ninth sword method of the Demon Heavenly Demonic Art is very different from person to person who uses it.”
The place where one’s death will take place.
“Raise the nine prayers with your death.”
“…….”
I am.
While committing suicide number 4090, I.
My throat hurt.
My neck hurt when stabbed with a dagger. His hands were shaking. His arms shook. I was afraid that the blade would miss because of the trembling and shaking. I was afraid that if I stabbed it incorrectly, the pain would prolong. So I wrapped duct tape around the hilt of the dagger.
I also wrapped the duct tape wrapped around the hilt of the knife on my right and left hands. fixed. I felt like that way I wouldn’t be shaking. The number of days to return has reached 4050 days. But I died 4090 times. I had to die. Because I almost gave up along the way. He had been on the run for a few days.
However, there was a person who could not be forgiven.
I wasn’t confident that I could live with forgiving that.
I wrapped the duct tape again. As her death slowed down, her resolve became clouded and her decisions slowed down. The longer I make decisions, the more days I have to die. I cut off miscellaneous thoughts. I ignored the hesitation.
I desperately wanted to live, so I died desperately.
Suicide, self-destruction.
I drew it as the last picture and bowed to the Heavenly Demon.
“…….”
The shadow shook. The Heavenly Demon stood up from his seat. I realized it a little late. When I realized that, the Heavenly Demon was already holding my shoulder.
“Confucius,”
Two shadows overlapped in the cave.
“My disciple.”
“… … yes.”
“You are my disciple.”
“yes.”
“I don’t care where you come from. No matter where you go or where you are, you are a disciple of So Baek-hyang, the Heavenly Demon. Our doctrine is in your heart. Even if the mighty world is destroyed and the world comes to an end, as long as your heart does not stop, the evil heaven will continue.”
I opened my mouth.
“—Yes, Master.”
My throat hurt.
Those were painful days.
I know that now.
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