Reaper of the Drifting Moon - Chapter 612
Episode 612
A small smile appeared on Pyowol’s lips.
Because it was the moment he had been waiting for.
The intangible poison that exploded inside the bag was inhaled by Ghostia. Even if it hadn’t happened, it wouldn’t have had any effect on Pyowol’s body.
It was because Pyowol was worthy of being called the true Mandokbulchiche (萬毒不侵之體).
The resistance to poison he acquired while living with tens of thousands of snakes was beyond imagination.
Jeon Yeop’s use of intangible poison on Pyo Wol was no different than texting him in front of Confucius.
See it!
The Sasa River flowed from his fingertips.
The Sasa River stretched out like a clothesline and aimed for the breath of the false signal.
Roaring!
In an instant, flames soared from the pair of false signals.
It was a phenomenon that occurs when the condensing thermal makeup is applied in a polar way.
Enraged at the death of a brother-like warlord, he raised all his gong power.
There was a terrifying heat that could melt even a huge rock in an instant.
There was no doubt that the false signal would melt the Sasa River and get rid of it.
hooked!
However, the result was different from his expectations.
The sasa river penetrated his ssangjang and got stuck between his eyebrows.
Black thunderbolts flickered over the Sasa River.
It was the Black Thunder Sasa River.
The moment it collided with the condensation thermal makeup, the moon covered it with black lightning.
In an instant, the power of the Sasagang was amplified several times.
“what?”
I wondered if the eyes of the false signal were shaking, and then the whites were revealed. And his body collapsed like an old tree. Then, the black thunder sage river that penetrated his forehead disappeared. The epitaph has been reaped.
The appearance of the false signal was fine, but his brain, which had been penetrated by the black thunderbolt, had completely melted and turned into porridge.
It was then.
“Mark the sign!”
“Are you okay?”
Two old monks came running from afar, calling for the moon.
They were the elders of Shaolin, Unil and Ungyeong.
The two came running after hearing the news that Ji-kyung had been assassinated.
“Are you all right?”
Ambassador Unil, whom he knows, looked at Pyowol.
Pyowol nodded and said.
“are you okay!”
“I’m glad.”
Ambassador Unil’s gaze turned to Wei Signal, who had fallen in front of Pyowol.
“Is Lee Ji-ja the beast that killed Ji-kyung?”
“that’s right!”
“What is Lee Yijae’s identity?”
“I’m sure he’s Jang Chun-hwa’s henchman, but I don’t know his exact identity.”
Black and White Musang did not reveal their identities to Pyo-Wol until the end.
Because of that, Pyowol did not know their names or even the faces hidden behind the masks.
Even Baek Mu-sang Jeon-yeop’s face and upper body melted, making it impossible to identify his identity.
Pyowol removed the black mask that was covering the face of the Dark Musang fake signal. Then, the tough impression of a middle-aged man was revealed.
Ambassador Unil and Ambassador Ungyeong looked at the face of Wei Shin-ho. But even they couldn’t figure out the fake signal’s true identity.
It has no choice but to be because both black and white Musang worked secretly in the shadows and never appeared in the sun.
Pyowol rummaged through the clothes of the false signal, but no items were found to identify his identity.
Ambassador Unil sighed.
“Amitabha! It’s really wicked. It’s not enough to kill Ji-kyung and keep his mouth shut, leaving no evidence related to Cheonmu-jang.”
With Jikyung’s death, all evidence that the person who killed Shaolin Temple’s Mediator was Zhang Chunhua disappeared.
However, they could not be questioned with black and white corpses.
This is because Jang Chun-hwa is done with pretending.
“Amitabha! How could the Heavenly Armed Lord be so wicked? Who would dare to imagine?”
Ambassador Ungyeong also shook his head.
The faces of the two old monks were filled with a miserable light.
I felt angry at the actions of Jang Chun-hwa and Cheonmu-jang, who manipulated Shaolin Temple under the world, but at the same time, I thought that I was afraid.
If it was Shaolin Temple in the days when it reigned as the northern head of Mount Tai, it would have been prepared before this happened. However, after handing over the hegemony of Gangho to Cheonmujang and Gwangmumun, Shaolin lost his wild nature.
Shaolin was like a horse raised in a safe stable.
It was big and strong, but it was a tame horse that couldn’t even dare to cross the high barricade of the horse race by itself.
So it was not possible to respond to this kind of contingency.
“Amitabha! Amitabha!”
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A series of events upset the Shaolin Temple.
Ji-gyeong, a disciple of Lee, was assassinated in Shaolin Temple, not anywhere else.
No matter how much it was said that it fell for Seongdonggyeokseo’s trick, it gave the courtyard too helplessly.
The fact that no one noticed while wandering around the Shaolin Temple as if it were their own home was a big shock to them.
Because of this, the atmosphere of Shaolin Temple was deeply submerged.
In particular, the atmosphere of the monks who guarded the dwellings of the jigyeong was very gloomy. It was because of the self-reproach that he had not been able to protect himself from being poisoned.
Fortunately, the addiction was soon resolved, but the guilt made them unable to hold their heads up.
With just one assassination, the whole of Shaolin was ruined.
For that reason, Pyo-wol and Hong Ye-seol Soma were brought into the guesthouse and left unattended for a while. They are in a hurry to fix the atmosphere inside, so they can’t pay attention to the guests.
Still, Pyowol and Hong Ye-seol Soma did not have any complaints.
Because I understood Shaolin’s situation.
Even if they were in Shaolin’s position, they would have behaved the same way.
It was three days after the incident that the master of Shaolin, Unji, called Pyowol and his party.
The three were invited into the Daeungjeon.
Inside Daeungjeon, the elders, including Unji, were gathered.
Ambassador Unji stood up as a representative and greeted Pyowol.
“Welcome, Pyo Daehyeop! I’m sorry I didn’t pay attention to you by calling you like this.”
“are you okay!”
“First of all, thank you for your great help. If it wasn’t for Pyo Dae-hyeop, I would have missed the people who killed Ji-kyung. Fortunately, Pyo Dae-hyeop took revenge, so Ji-gyeong should have closed her eyes in peace.”
Almost as soon as Master Unji finished speaking, the other elders expressed their gratitude.
“Thank you for your help.”
“Pyo Dae-hyeop is Shaolin’s benefactor.”
“Thank you.”
Old monks with thick beards rose from their seats and dressed in class.
It was the biggest example that could be taken at Shaolin Temple.
Ambassador Unji said to Pyowol and the others.
“Sit down for now. Let’s sit down and talk.”
At his words, Pyowol and the others sat down.
Pyowol asked Ambassador Unji.
“Did you come up with some measures?”
“after! We discussed it for days, but nothing came of it. Sorry to disappoint you.”
“I guess I couldn’t find a way to prove the identity of those two either.”
“It is. We mobilized all the students outside the San Gate, but we couldn’t find any evidence that the person killed by Pyo Dae-hyeop was related to Cheon Mu-jang.”
“It’s getting cramped.”
“At least, if it wasn’t for Pyo Dae-hyeop, I wouldn’t have even seen their faces. I have no face to see Pyo Dae-hyeop.”
I didn’t even know that I went to Seongdonggyeokseo and went to Black and White Musang.
If it hadn’t been for Pyo-wol, he would have known that Ji-gyeong had been assassinated a long time later.
Shaolin Temple was in a situation of thatched on all sides.
Obviously, he suffered great damage from Mujang Cheon and Cheonhwa Jang, but he could not find any information related to them.
It was impossible to accuse a huge force like Cheonmujang without any evidence.
However, it could not be retaliated by force.
This is because there is no master who can beat Jang Chun-hwa, and he is clearly behind in power.
Pyowol asked.
“So you’re thinking of just staying like this?”
“That is not true.”
“then?”
“We are going to send an investigation team to Cheonmujang to find out the truth of the incident.”
“Are you going to collect evidence?”
“Since he is a human, he must have flaws. If you send out your disciples and collect them, you will surely be able to find evidence.”
That was the conclusion they reached over the past three days of intense meetings.
If only the evidence of Cheonmujang’s involvement is found, the justification for punishing them is complete.
“So, can’t Pyo Daehyeop help?”
“You mean help finding evidence?”
“It is. Since Pyo Dae-hyeop is well versed in Kang-ho’s circumstances, wouldn’t he find it much better than we do?”
“I refuse.”
“Pyo Daehyeop?”
Ambassador Unji put on a puzzled expression.
It was because I had not expected that Pyo-wol would reject it so resolutely.
Ambassador Unil next to him spoke cautiously.
“Think again. Pyo Dae-hyeop is the only military man in Gangho that can uncover Cheonmu-jang’s conspiracy. I want you to accept this job, not just for Shaolin, but for the sake of the entire Kang Ho.”
“Finding information or evidence is not my job.”
“But…”
“The chief inspector of Haomen is in Dengfeng County. Ask him and he will find the evidence.”
“Is that true?”
Ambassador Unil opened his eyes wide.
No group or person existed to follow Hao Mun in gathering information or evidence.
If it was true that Haomen’s superintendent was in Dengfeng County, it would have been far better to entrust the work to him.
“You came to Dengfeng County with us.”
“Amitabha! Then you can ask him.”
“Haomun’s inspector general is trustworthy.”
The elders breathed a sigh of relief.
Pyowol looked at them and thought.
‘I don’t have the will to actively intervene in Kang-ho’s affairs.’
If other clans or powers had suffered this kind of thing, they would have jumped at it with the will to make a life-and-death decision.
Whether there is evidence or not is not important.
What really mattered was the will to make a life-or-death decision.
Shaolin now lacked such will.
The inherent limitations of being Buddhist based on compassion took away their wildness from them.
Above all, they had many things to protect.
No matter how much their reputation declined than before, they still had vast lands and a vast amount of believers and non-professionals and disciples.
The tangible and intangible assets accumulated over a thousand years have become shackles that prevent them from recklessly moving.
They may deny this fact themselves, but in Pyo-wol’s eyes, Shaolin was confined to a self-imposed restraint. And there was no will to get out of the ban.
When Pyo-yue mentioned Hao-wen, it was clear from the fact that they had no hesitation in postponing what they had to do.
Unconsciously, they avoid hard and drudgery.
Pyowol rose from his seat.
Ambassador Unji asked with a puzzled expression.
“Are you going to wake up already?”
“You are tired.”
“Mmm!”
“I don’t think it would be helpful to stay longer…”
“Okay.”
Ambassador Unji did not hold on to Pyowol any longer.
Ambassador Unil stood up following Pyowol and said.
“I will take him to his place of residence. Brothers and sisters, hold more meetings.”
“Amitabha! Let it be.”
When Ambassador Unji gave permission, Ambassador Unil came out with Pyowol and others.
“I’m sorry!”
“what?”
“You looked ugly.”
“…”
“I know. Now what do you think of the elders? You probably think it’s indecisive. That’s true too. Shaolin surely possesses the same power as Cheonmujang or Gwangmumun. But I can’t use my power recklessly like them. It’s not because Shaolin was indecisive or unwilling to fight.”
“Then what is the reason?”
“It is because Shaolin is strong. What would happen if a strong man like Shaolin moved his forces recklessly without a just cause? If you punish easily and mobilize your full strength when you feel like it, how is it different from Sapa? Kang-ho will fall into even greater confusion. And other munpa will follow the same. So even though Shaolin is frustrated, he has to move slowly. When a clear justification is established and everyone can understand Shaolin’s movements.”
“You live a complicated life.”
“It is the fate of the strong. I’m not talking about the dignity of the strong for nothing.”
“So how long will you be patient?”
Pyowol looked at Ambassador Unil.
Ambassador Unil replied firmly without avoiding his eyes.
“Until a just cause is built up.”
“What if the justification piles up?”
“Then you will know. Why had Shaolin been forced to persevere until now? What is the true power of Shaolin? So I’m asking you. Please help me until Shaolin builds a just cause.”