Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 380
“What are you talking about? Tell me in detail!”
When Chung Myung pressed, Baek Sang replied quickly and tiredly.
“A ghost came out!”
“What does that mean?”
“Someone saw ghosts with hazy ears wandering between the sides of the building! It’s not just one person. Two people saw it today!”
“…so?”
“What do you mean ‘so’? It’s a ghost!”
The more he listened to Baek Sang, the darker Chung Myung’s face became.
“Sasuk.”
“Huh?”
“What does Sasuk do?”
“Me? I’m…… I’m Taoist.”
“Hey!”
Chung Myung kicked Baek Sang.
“Kiyah!”
Baek Sang rolled out and fell with a bizarre scream.
“Humans! A person who is Taoist, what? Ghosts? You’re supposed to control ghosts when they come out, but you’re making a fuss because you’re scared?”
What’s the Taoist Sect?
As an individual, it is a place where all special things are excluded by cultivating Tao, further relieving the people, and following the logic of all things.
In other words.
“Wudang go to the haunted places and do purify (도제(道祭)) to earn money! What kind of Taoists are making a fuss about seeing ghosts! If you’re afraid of ghosts, who catches the ghosts, who!”
Chung Myung spits fire from his mouth as if he is about to die from frustration.
“And you’re the only Taoist here? Where’s the monk?”
“Mo- Monk Hye Yeon?”
“Yes!”
“When he heard that there was a ghost, he locked the door and read the sutra…..”
“…… It’s total bullshit.”
Chung Myung covered his forehead with one hand as if he had a headache.
“There are so many Taoists and monks, but none is decent. Aigoo my fate.”
Cat afraid of mice is better. How come they have run away after seeing ghosts?
“Are your yang energy all useless? Want me to beat it out of you?”
“Then we’ll lose energy…….”
“I’ll smack your mouth!”
“Keuk.”
All the disciples, who had come as if they had even seen the Savior, shrugged at Chung Myung’s fierce momentum. Chung Myung clicked his tongue as if it was pathetic.
“Where in the world are the ghosts… uh… no, wait a minute.”
‘If you look at it, I’m a ghost, too, right?’
“Huh?”
In the past, Chung Myung used to snort when he was told that there was a ghost, but considering what he had experienced, it was not necessarily nonsense.
“A ghost.”
When Baek Chun muttered as if he was dumbfounded, Yoon Jong narrowed his eyes.
“By the way, didn’t you say that we were able to buy this place cheaply when we first bought it because of ghosts?”
“He- He did.”
“It’s not nonsense. The fact that the manor in this good place has been vacant for a while is something that can’t happen. Besides, two people saw the ghosts, right?”
“…So it’s really haunted?”
Baek Chun tilted his head in doubt.
He can’t believe there’s a ghost in Heaven and Earth.
“What do you think, Samae…….”
Looking back, Baek Chun was a little perplexed. He couldn’t see Yoo Iseol who was always a couple of steps behind him.
“Where’d she go again…….”
His words did not carry on.
He could see her standing close to the gate of Huayin Sect and gently pulling her feet out.
“…What are you doing?”
Yoo Iseol muttered with a blunt face to Baek Chun’s question.
“Ghost.”
“…….”
“The sword doesn’t go through. I can’t overcome it. I’m afraid.”
“…….”
Baek Chun looked up at the sky with a sad face.
‘There’s no normal person.’
That word just now could be interpreted in many ways.
On the outside, it means that ghosts that could not be affected by swords are scary, but on the other hand, it means that there is nothing to be afraid of if they could be stabbed.
That’s why it seems like her liver is out of her stomach.
“Baek Sang-ah.”
“Yes, Sahyung.”
“Who saw the ghost?”
“Yes, one is a disciple of Huayin Sect. He’s so surprised and now calmed himself in his room.”
“What about the other one?”
“It’s me?”
“…….”
“…….”
Baek Chun wrapped his hand around his face.
‘There’s no real normal person.’
No, this bastard seemed to be a bit normal back in the day. How did that child fall so suddenly?
Come to think of it.
How many people in Mount Hua Sect are not broken now?
Baek Chun sighed and asked.
“Tell me exactly what you saw.”
“Yes, Sahyung! I felt a little suffocating as I was about to go to the side, so I raised my head.”
“Right.”
“Something hazy just goes by! As soon as I saw it, I had an intuition! This is a ghost. At the same time, I get goosebumps all over my body!”
“And?”
“It’s all that?”
“…….”
“…….”
Baek Chun, who looked at Baek Sang with despondent eyes, clenched his fist without realizing it.
“…Calm down, Sahyung.”
“I wish I could.”
‘I wish I could, you punk!’
Baek Chun, who tried to calm himself down with deep breathing, glanced around. Although Chung Myung had calmed them down a bit by threatening them once, there was still anxiety on the faces of the disciples.
“Is there any chance it’s not a ghost? Like a master who’s hard to follow with eyes.”
“People can’t do that. It wasn’t… it wasn’t just fast, it’s hazy…. and it seemed half transparent. Above all, I felt a really dreary atmosphere.”
“……hmm.”
Baek Chun let out a subtle cough.
Although he is now a member of the Finance Hall, Baek Sang once boasted about his skills to the second-class disciples. He was even a very rational person.
Then he couldn’t have been frightened and seen nothing.
‘Are real ghosts coming out?’
Baek Chun stared at the Hall.
Is it because of the mood?
The entire Hall of Huayin Sect seemed gloomy for no reason.
There’s no way the new Hall they’ve made with their own hands has gotten old.
“What should we do, Chung Myung?”
“What?”
“There’s a ghost coming out.”
“What about it?”
“……No, it’s a ghost.”
Chung Myung snorted at Baek Chun’s words.
“What’s wrong with ghosts? If sword could work against it, there’s nothing to be afraid of, and if sword doesn’t hit, they also won’t be able to hit us, so there’s nothing to be afraid of, right?”
“…….”
That’s logical.
Chung Myung waved his hand in annoyance.
“If you have time to pay attention to such useless things, just swing the sword one more time. To hell with ghosts.”
At the end of his blunt remark, he hurriedly walked inside, and all the remaining disciples looked at him with anxious eyes, looking at his back and the Hall alternately.
“Wha- What do we do, Sasuk?”
“Yes?”
Jo-Gol said with a slightly pale face.
“Chung Myung is a bastard, so don’t worry. Even a ghost won’t catch that bastard.”
If you compare the ghosts floating in the world with the demons that climbed out of hell, wouldn’t that be a disaster for the ghosts?
If a ghost knows the subject and is looking for a way to live, it will never touch Chung Myung.
“But it’s not the same for us. What do we do when we encounter the ghost?”
“…Is there anyone here who can Purifying Ceremony?”
“Is there such a thing in Mount Hua?”
“…….”
‘Uh, well… it could have been in the old days.’
“Shouldn’t we at least call Taoist?”
“We’re out of business. Who are you going to call, you madman!”
“No…. you know, not only swordsmen like us, but the proper ones.”
“……Jo-Gol.”
“Yes, Sasuk!”
“Get a grip. If you don’t want to be beaten.”
“Yes.”
Baek Chun sighed.
After suffering so much from Chung Myung, they are now Mount Hua’s disciples who have almost lost their fear of humans, but dealing with ghosts is another matter.
Baek Chun coughed loudly and called attention.
“Anyway, there can be no such thing as ghosts in the world.”
“…….”
Mount Hua’s disciples were all lamenting, even though he said the word in a very calm manner.
‘It’s not convincing when you say it with a face so white, it’s not convincing… … .’
But Baek Chun firmly continued.
“But we still have to prepare for the unlikely possibility, so from now on, don’t go around alone and travel in pairs at least. We’ll see the situation again after a few days.”
“Yes, Sahyung.”
“Understood, Sasuk.”
After finishing his speech, Baek Chun threw his eyes at the Hall again and shook his head.
“Ei, no way.”
There’s a vague unsettledness showing on his face.
But contrary to what he thought, the matter didn’t end as easily as he thought.
“Aaakkhh!”
Late night.
The Hall doors suddenly burst open simultaneously at the sound of a scream that resounded out of the blue.
“Wha- What!”
“An intruder?”
Everyone packed their shoes and ran to the place where the scream rang out with all their might without having time to wear them.
“Sahyung!”
“What?”
And they found Chung Bong that fallen with foam in his mouth.
“Bong! Wake up!”
“Keuh…Keuh… G- Ghosts…….”
He flipped his eyes half-over and pointed at the air with trembling hands.
“Gho- Ghost! Gho…….”
“Wake up!”
“……Keureuru.”
Tttaakk!
But just as he was about to let go of the string of consciousness, a fierce flick fell on his forehead. The sound of a walnut cracking rang.
“Argh!”
“What do you mean a Taoist fainted when he saw a ghost? Are you crazy?”
Chung Bong, who had lost half his mind, rolled to the ground while clasping his forehead.
Chung Myung looked down at the figure with pathetic eyes.
“Anyway, everyone is here.”
“Chu- Chung Myung-ah.”
“Why don’t you just quickly get up?”
As Chung Myung shouted, Chung Bong jumped up and stood at attention posture as if he never fell down in the first place.
‘Oh my gosh. He woke up a fainted person by hitting them.’
‘Creative, definitely creative.’
While everyone was admiring, Chung Myung asked Chung Bong.
“What did you see?”
“I- It was a ghost!”
“So what does the ghost look like?”
“N- No, it’s kind of hazy… No, I think it was reddish……. Huh? Was it transparent?”
“……why the hell do you have those eyes? Is it just a hole?”
“I- It happened so quickly…….”
“Go sleep, children need to grow up.”
Chung Myung kicked Chungbong’s butt and sighed.
“I believed in these things.”
But this time, he also had doubts in his mind. He narrowed his forehead for a moment and fell into contemplation.
‘You’re saying it wasn’t seen by just one or two people?’
In addition, the witnesses’ testimony is similar.
The details are all different, but in conclusion, isn’t it that something blurry went right in front of their eyes?
Then Yoon Jong, who was next to him, asked.
“Maybe it’s Southern Edge Sect’s subsidiary sect tricks.”
“No.”
But Chung Myung flatly denied it.
“They’re not capable of this. You have to be capable of pulling these tricks.”
“Eum.”
He spread his sensitivity all over the place just in case, but nothing caught on. If Southern Edge Sect’s subsidiary sect had really worked on this, Chung Myung would have caught them before they even crossed the gate.
‘What the hell happened?’
Even the world-famous Chung Myung could not easily conclude.
“I- Isn’t it really a ghost?”
“No, it’s not a ghost if this many people have seen it!”
“Amitabha. Amitabha. Amitabha. Amitabha.”
“Which one who chanted! Our reputation will go down!”
“Chant Doho, Doho!”
The disciples, who could not hide their anxiety, began to stand by and say their words.
“Right! We should do a chant. What about monk Hye Yeon?”
“……he locks his door and won’t come out.”
“Uh… that yangban is really timid.”
“If he beats it with his Supreme Strength, even the ghosts will run away.”
Chung Myung’s face was distorted as the surroundings became noisy.
“Everyone, shut up!”
Chung Myung said firmly.
“What kind of ghost is this? There’s no ghost in the world! And if it’s a ghost, it can’t just appear out of nowhere. This is definitely someone’s trick.”
“You said it wasn’t Southern Edge Sect, right? But who’s doing the trick?”
“I’m going to check it out from now on.”
Chung Myung gnashed his teeth.
“I don’t know who’s playing this shallow trick, but I’ll let them know they’ve touched the wrong person!”
“And what if it’s really a ghost?”
“The hawk has no business. Nothing is strong enough in front of a beating rod.”
With Chung Myung’s determined voice, Mount Hua’s disciples were all in awe.
‘It is indeed Chung Myung.’
‘Ghosts or whatever, it’s all meaningless in front of him!’
‘Then we’ll trust him…..’
“But.”
“Yes?”
“…Is there anyone here who can use a talisman?”
“…….”
“No, just in case.”
Baek Chun and the rest of the disciples stared blankly at Chung Myung.
‘…… hey.’
‘Honestly, you’re scared too, aren’t you?’
‘This guy?’