Possessing a Murim Clan’s Youngest Son - Chapter 4

Episode 4. Baekpalgiyeon (百八奇緣)

That girl.

What is this? Still, he comes from a prestigious family and is only level 8?

And I know it’s stupid, but Wisdom is 4… Plus… What’s with -35 reputation? Is a minus possible?

Now that I think about it, there was a knife hanging on my waist.

He pulled out the knife and examined it.

It’s really… rusty.

Are you saying that this guy who is famous as a martial artist didn’t even take care of his own weapons?

It seems that he pretended to be dead without even drawing his sword.

Anyway, this is the real character.

Han Ibi tasted bitterly.

Still, it’s better than heading to the ground… Where is this?

He moved his body around.

Anyway, I could feel that my body was much lighter than before.

‘But now… what is it really like?’

Suddenly, Han Ibi thought of her mother.

After my father passed away, all that remained were Han Ibi and my mother.

How heartbroken you would be if you disappeared like this…

your body is not even healthy… ahh.

I have to come back somehow, somehow.

I definitely have to go back.

You have suffered all your life by your incompetent father, so this time, we must make you smile on his face.

But anyway, poverty is a persistent thing that is likely to be passed down from generation to generation.

Although he swore not to live like his father, he was actually following that path.

If I could go back… this time it would be different.

Han Ibi bit her lower lip tightly.

‘But what should I do…’

He tried his best to turn his brain, which had become rusty due to the arduous social life, as much as he could.

‘okay. First of all… I’ll have to listen carefully to what the crazy woman who is the system says.’

Han Ibi’s gaze suddenly turned towards the cabin where the middle-aged man disappeared. I was reluctant, but I couldn’t think of any other way.

He slowly walked towards the entrance of the cabin.

It was then.

The sound of ‘Tiling’ rang in my ears.

[Main quest occurs: Be granted the status of disciple of the cabin man.]

[Reward: You can inherit the man’s progress.]

Huh? What is this?

To be granted the status of disciple of the man who lives in the cabin?

Plus… unlike the unexpected quest earlier, the difficulty level isn’t displayed, right?

So it seems like this is a mission that must be completed regardless of difficulty.

But… what is so unclear and subjective!

But I definitely made a promise to myself a little while ago.

He said he would listen to the system and return home.

He opened the door of the shabby cabin and went inside.

‘Ugh, did I come to the sauna by any chance?’

A very musty smell assaulted my nose. Han Ibi quickly looked around.

I saw all kinds of dry grass hanging haphazardly on the wall.

It’s probably not radish… I think it’s probably medicinal herbs since it smells similar to the smell I smelled in a sauna or an herbal medicine shop.

What that means is, is that man a simman… or an herbalist?

Han Ibi’s eyes rolled around looking for the man.

And soon I found it.

Before you know it, the man is lying in bed with his arm pillowed.

He must have heard the sign coming in, but there was no reaction as if nothing had happened.

I don’t even look at it from the side.

Han Ibi feels a little bad for being completely ignored like this.

But you have to be patient. Only then can you go home.

Han E-bi approached the middle-aged man with a forced smile, raising the corners of his mouth as he recalled memories of the company’s ‘Sales School’.

“Are you already in bed?”

The man says nothing.

Is he sleeping?

“Um… uncle.”

At that time, the middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes.

“Why are you talking so carelessly! What a damn uncle you are! You can’t shut up! Nobu probably ate a lot more salt than the rice you ate. go away! “The old man is sleeping, but he’s crazy!”

Han Ibi was very frightened and answered.

“Oh my. sorry. “Elderly.”

And then I thought.

‘Nobu is a martial arts term that old people use to refer to themselves… So does this mean that even though he looks like that, he is actually a grandfather? ‘Is it a metamorphosis or something like that?’

A man… that is, a man who claimed to be an old man suddenly raised his upper body and spoke.

“you! “Who gave you permission to come in here?”

Han Ibi was startled and stammered.

“Ah… um… um… that’s not it… ahaha. Why isn’t it there? The Dead Sea is called Murimdong Island… It’s in trouble…”

“I’m having fun. Get out quickly!”

However, Ibi Han felt that she should not be pushed out here.

I said it as if I was auditioning for an acting school and tried my best to suppress tears.

“Elder… I lost my entire family to a scream and became an orphan like no other in the world. “Even if you kick me out, I ask you to be considerate so that I can get out of the wind for a while.”

The man violently picked his ear hole as if he had heard him even though he couldn’t hear him, and then immediately lay down flat on his back.

“I’ll say it again, get out on your own before I kick you out. “I gave you a clear warning.”

“Thank you! “Elderly.”

I’m so glad they didn’t kick me out right away.

There was an awkward silence for some time. The man was speechless.

He didn’t even ask why he was with me.

Darkness crept in through the crack in the door. As expected, the sun goes by quickly in the mountains.

The man really seems to be sleeping.

no. But something… his breathing sounds strange.

Anyway, there is no way there are any spare beds. Han Ibi went to the corner and carefully lay down.

As evening fell, a chill began to form. Is that why? The man had been trembling slightly since earlier.

If it’s cold, cover yourself with a blanket and sleep…

But the trembling got even bigger.

Later, he was shaking violently, like someone who started a game, like an aspen tree trembling.

Han Ibi got worried and got up.

Then the man who noticed it screamed.

“Inoom! Don’t be so fussy and go to sleep! “No, if you have any more involvement with me, I will kick you out right away, so just know that!”

what. I woke up because I was worried about Nam.

There’s no need to say it so harshly.

His judgment was distorted and he just fell asleep. But it feels a bit cold. I crouched down.

Then I felt sleepy.

A very… very tiring day.

Not only did I get kicked out of my job halfway, but after coming here and experiencing various things, the fatigue I had been suppressing exploded like a storm.

As I looked still, the body of the man, who had been shaking as if he had been shaken by a storm, seemed to be stabilizing to some extent.

‘Do I have some kind of chronic illness? Anyway, it looks like I have to sleep here too…’

The vague border between reality and dreams.

The sweet times I spent with my mother and father are like memories. A drop of water that flows without realizing it…

It must definitely go back.

Must be…

* * *

Is it because I slept all night?

I woke up even at the slightest sound. What time was it now?

It was still dark inside the cabin, but I could vaguely feel the bluish energy of dawn.

‘Where am I? Who am I?’

Then, I suddenly came to my senses and woke up.

Before I knew it, the man was already ready to leave.

“Elder. Where are you going so early?”

He didn’t say anything. Han Ibi said urgently.

“Elder. “Me too… I’ll go with you.”

Then the man snorted and said.

“joy. “Are you saying you know where I’m going and are going to follow me?”

“Ah… I don’t know about that, but…”

“Okay, just go to sleep and get out quickly.”

Is this old man in the middle of nowhere just anxious because he can’t kick him out?

Han Ibi decided to activate shameless mode.

“Oh, old man… Then, whatever you want me to do…”

“Ah! okay.”

The man continued speaking as if he remembered something.

“There is one thing.”

Oh oh. Have you finally opened your heart?

Han Ibi said with joy.

“Please speak.”

“Get out of here now.”

Huh….

The man hurried out, leaving Han Ibi, who was temporarily suspended, in shock.

‘damn. ‘He’s an old man blowing in the cold wind.’

After sitting blankly for a moment, Han Ibi changed her mind and went outside the cabin.

But…

‘Huh!’

I was so surprised that it took my breath away.

It’s a complete mess outside.

It was a map of hell itself.

The traces of yesterday’s death were still there.

Besides…

‘Ugh. What kind of smell is this?…’

A smell like food waste creeps in.

It seemed as if decomposition had been going on all night on the hideous corpses.

Han Yi Fei frowned at the terrible sight and then saw Zhong Ligang’s body lying on one side of a tree stump.

Unlike the other corpses, his face looked much more relaxed.

‘Ego. It’s none of my business, but… I don’t think we should at least bury this person named Jong Li Kang. Still, he is Jongrimae’s uncle… But… There is no way there is a shovel in this mountain… If you dig by hand, even if you break your fingernails for three days and nights, it won’t be enough.’

After thinking for a moment, Han Ibi decided to look around the surrounding terrain and went out to inspect it.

The location of this place was quite deep, so everywhere except for the flat surface around the cabin was very rugged.

‘Damn it, it’s easy to get lost. ‘I have to be careful.’

And then….

‘Ah! ‘It’ll be fine here.’

There was a huge and wide rock perched on a cliff in the distance.

If it were real, I would call it a selfie point or a makgeolli point.

If I couldn’t bury it, I thought it would be better to throw it away.

This may not be normal, but if the body is left as is, there will be no way to deal with the stench.

If you just stay still, you will most likely end up doing it yourself.

It would be better to deal with it quickly before the corruption progresses too far.

Once Han Yi-bi made up her mind, she moved quickly and carried Zong Li-gang’s body over the cliff.

It was so heavy that I felt like I wanted to quit several times.

‘Hehe! I think I now understand why serial killers cut up corpses and carry them around in movies…’

Han Yi-bi lay down on the rock that widened the Jongni River and bowed her head for a moment to pray for her soul to rest.

I wasn’t particularly religious, but I felt like I had to do something like this.

Then he pushed Zhong Ligang’s body and made it fall down the cliff.

It was so deep that no sound came out except the occasional rustle of tree branches.

‘Phew. Now I’ve sent one person…’

Han Ibi, sweating profusely, returned to the cabin. No matter how much I look at the horrible corpses, I can’t get used to it.

‘Shit. Whether it’s that bastard or your old man, your hands are terrible. I have an ominous feeling that he is definitely not a good person.’

First, he moved the bodies of the Jongli family members to the cliff.

I was surprised to see that some corpses were much lighter than expected, perhaps because all the blood had been drained from the body.

That lasted half a day…

Finally, Emperor Zong Li buried all the people’s bodies under the cliff.

Now all that remains are the corpses of the masked people. Then suddenly a thought occurred to me.

‘for a moment. In normal games, when you kill an enemy, doesn’t something pop out? This… It’s not like a game, but still…’

Han Ibi suppressed the feeling of vomiting and began searching through the arms of the dead masked people.

There was something strange about it, but just in case…

I couldn’t find anything in the arms of the first two masked people.

‘what. These guys. Are you saying you came here to exterminate people without even the common hermit?’

This time, he started searching the arms of one of the remaining masked people.

The guy who wielded an incredibly large knife with one hand like it was a toothpick.

His upper and lower body was divided and twisted in an impossible way, as if his back had been broken.

‘Oh my, it’s just a quick body search, but why is it so heavy? ‘I would have died to carry him there.’

Han Ibi was at the moment suppressing her horrified feelings and rummaging around the man’s waist.

Tiriring.

There was a response from the system.

[Information about one of the ‘108 (108) bases’ has been captured. You can check the information through the ‘Status Window’. Would you like to check now?” (Y/N)]

Oh? A hundred and eight years of experience?

Giyeon is a martial arts cliché, but isn’t it something that is absolutely indispensable?

But…are you saying there are 108 such things?

‘Anyway, yes.’

The system responded.

(Continued in the next part)