The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman] - Chapter 238

Episode 238

The welcome circle was distorted and the inside was revealed for a moment, when Jinmu and Myeong Se-chan’s soldiers from the Eunwidan were shot at at the same time.

“Give me my money… let me… Huh?”

Jinmu was thinking of breaking into the inside of Jinbeop and robbing the safe at the same time.

However, the sight unfolding in front of his eyes prevented him from continuing his actions.

They expected the border guards to attack them, but what they see is just a common village.

Houses with roofs made of woven straw and walls built with mounded soil were densely packed like clusters of grapes.

The strange thing is that the smoke rising from the light that can be seen here and there fills all directions and flows.

The elderly, children, young women, and women…

People who can be seen in any village look at Jinmu and his party with hazy expressions.

But what is this smell?

Jinmu instinctively held his breath.

And for a moment, as the gap in the welcome circle created by Jinmu and Myung Se-chan was filled, the flow of smoke stopped and the density increased, covering everything that was visible just a moment ago.

“Suck!”

Myung Sae-chan’s face contorted when he smelled the thick smoke.

“This smell?”

The smell was all too familiar to him.

“every! Stop breathing!”

At the sound of Myeong Se-chan’s voice, the soldiers of the Eunwidan around him hurriedly stopped breathing and stepped back.

“God, it is hemp.”

“…!”

Hemp. A herb that has analgesic effects, but can also cause hallucinations if the amount is excessive.

And the sheep that filled the village to such an extent that it was impossible to see things right in front of them?

I don’t know what the heck. but.

Whoo!

Jinmu stirred Ilhwi to get rid of the smoke.

“Get some space. Do not inhale the smoke!”

With Jinmu’s cry, the captains of the Eunwidan swung their hands and weapons to pass the smoke away, but they could not stop it from filling up quickly.

“Keuuuuuuu…”

In the meantime, a grotesque sound came from somewhere.

“Ah!”

A woman holding a kitchen knife jumped into the space Jinmu had created.

Fuck!

Jinmu, who subdued him with a light hit, frowns.

The woman’s eyes had turned red, and she roared like a beast toward Jinmu while spitting foamy saliva incessantly.

“What is this?”

Not normal.

People’s condition was strange.

While Jinmu couldn’t hide his embarrassment.

“Kill… kill…”

Voices repeated from all sides. The vicious life is felt here and there.

As if someone had brainwashed him, as if his soul had been taken out.

Puck Puck! puck!

“God!”

Myung Se-chan knocked out the villagers around Jinmu and approached Jinmu.

“God, this is strange.”

“what are you talking about?”

“It’s not just hemp. Something else is mixed. It seems to be the kind that makes you feel strangely alive.”

Jinmu’s eyes widen at Myung Sae-chan’s words.

Hallucinogenic hemp.

An unidentified poison that mixes in it and arouses the will to die.

“….”

Jinmu stops breathing and looks at the welcome group he entered.

Could it be that breaking the welcome circle was a device that triggered poisonous dust that aroused murderous intent? Hiding the inside with a welcome screen was to keep the traps from being noticed?

damn i was impatient

When Jinmu broke Jin, there was definitely a flow in the smoke. If so, it means that it responds to the flow of outside air even if it does not react from the inside.

In addition, due to Jinmu’s party, another jin nestled inside the welcome camp was activated, and miasma permeated the smoke.

What if the welcome circle is destroyed in this situation?

The camp law is lifted and the thick smoke that meets the outside air will spread in all directions.

At this level of concentration, the entire basin of Samdo-pyeong would be covered in thick smoke.

that is so.

“….”

Murderous blood rises from Jinmu’s whole body, and the nails inside his clenched fists dig into his palms.

Abigyuhwan (阿鼻叫喚).

The warriors of the Political Affairs League, who have been driven to death and hallucinated, will mistake the villagers for enemies and commit slaughter. And in the end they will kill and kill each other.

Drunk with poison and hallucinations.

“Is this…”

Jeong Mu-maeng did not discover the base of the palace.

they spilled it on purpose.

for the current situation. In order to create a map of hell in the three-way flat.

kang! Kakang!

I could hear the leaders of the Eunwidan fighting against the villagers.

There are too many.

Assuming there is a village, the expected number of inhabitants is three thousand to four thousand.

It means that the number of people who are intoxicated with hallucinations is that much.

Myung Se-chan is with me, but the opponent came with a tenacious life, and I couldn’t kill them from this side, so I had to push back little by little.

Through the thick smoke, Jinmu looks at a small object approaching him.

kid.

Could it have been six or seven?

A sharp dagger is clutched in that fern-like little hand.

“God!”

Myung Se-chan, who was suppressing the attacking residents so that they would not be hurt, hurriedly shouted at Jin-mu, who stood motionless while looking at the child.

Jinmu just looked at him.

Fu-wook!

The dagger in the child’s hand is driven into Jinmu’s thigh, and blood oozes out along with excruciating pain.

There are wounds, but they do not hurt.

The pain in the heart is greater than the pain in the body.

Memories of the past linger in Jinmu’s head.

The days when Jinmu or Hyukryeonmu-gang was very young.

Hyeokryeonmugang, a street boy, did not know who his parents were.

Because they threw away Kangbo as soon as they gave birth.

He had to survive in a hellish place and become a lookout for drainage, and had to have his hard-earned money stolen by a back alley gangster.

I had to be beaten to death for the money I had hidden secretly, and I had to run away panting until my lungs were torn.

There was nothing I hadn’t tried, but every time I had to be used by powerful adults.

so it got poisoned

I had to take someone else’s thing and I had to not be taken away.

Countless times he had to be betrayed by those he believed to be his friend, and nearly lost his life to those he believed to be his comrades.

That is the childhood that Jinmu remembers and the life he has lived.

parents who abandoned them. Adults who used themselves. An era that is infinitely cruel to a powerless child.

But…

the child in front of me laughs.

He smiles brightly without even knowing what he is doing.

cringe

Jinmu bit his molars so that the muscles around his jaw could be clearly captured.

Keep your eyes on the eyes of a brightly smiling child.

“Those who put a knife in your little hand… I will never forgive you.”

Jinmu put his hand on the child’s forehead, just as the dagger had been stuck in his thigh.

Whoops!

A refreshing spirit rose up and wrapped Jinmu’s body in blue light.

Tung.

As the lightly expelled seongi made the child’s head ring, life returned to the child’s eyes and bloodshot eyes subsided.

The child who came to his senses stared blankly at Jinmu, not realizing what had happened to him.

“Just sleep for a little while.”

Jinmu reassured the child with a kind smile he had never seen before and suggested a blood transfusion.

Shaking his head weakly, Jinmu lays the child, who soon fell asleep, on the floor and looks at the village with cold eyes.

“It is dangerous.”

As Myung Se-chan hurriedly ran up and shook off his sleeves, all those who had gathered to kill Jinmu were pushed out.

“strong.”

“yes!”

“Just suppress it.”

“….”

Jinmu, who made a request to Myung Se-chan, pushes the Seongi out of his heart with anger and puts the Mukryonghonwongong in the dantjeon.

Whirly.

A whirlwind-like wind spreads in all directions due to his sudden rise in morale, scattering the smoke that was thick around him.

If you want to awaken people’s spirits with Seongi, you must first deal with smoke.

To no longer be swayed by hallucinations and flesh.

Wow!

The two strong feet dug deep into the ground, and the dragon ink that rose from Jinmu’s body enveloped his whole body and soared.

Jasodan, which he took to treat Sangong, a side effect of the Chaegi method, infinitely increased his internal energy, and since he had already been on the road once, Mukryonghonwongong, who jumped over the stage without realizing it, became pure and strong enough to summon a true Mukryong.

As if drawing a picture in the air, the ink dragon flag flows along his hand as if drawing a picture in the air, and both hands stirred in a circle reach the middle and face each other with a half-character gap.

Whip whi whi.

The center of where the two hands are looking.

When Jinmu’s Mukryonghonwongong all come out and start staying there, the atmosphere swirls and is sucked in as if it has become the center of a typhoon.

Chijijik Chijijik!

When the ever-increasing black sphere was condensed to such an extent that it could not be suppressed by the power of Jinmu.

Jinmu’s eyes were dyed black like obsidian, and red bloodlines were drawn around his mouth.

“Bastards… I’ll tear you apart!”

Jinmu, who had raised all his strength, pushed the sphere towards the sky with all his might.

Whoa!

The sphere collides with the atmosphere, creating harsh noises and twisting the atmosphere in the whirlwind it contains.

Aaaa!

As the energy of Jinmu increases, the surging sphere shoots out as if the restraining rope has been cut off, and soars toward the sky with a long tail.

Cheon Gyo-yeol, a mad dragon that rips the sky apart.

Whoops!

The basin of the Three Do-Pyeong shook as if an earthquake had struck.

As Gwangryong roars and opens its mouth, the gigantic jinbeop curtain spread in the air is torn to shreds, and the smoke that fills the village rises violently as if being sucked in.

coo woo woo

started to fade.

As soon as the smoke disappears, the panoramic view of the village is revealed, and the outside that was blocked by the welcome formation is gradually revealed.

Everywhere in the village, I could see the residents killing each other in a drunken way.

tear and cut and cut

Jinmu, who was looking at the scene like a single sword of hell, staggered from the dizziness caused by using all the energy of Mukryonghonwongong as if to vomit it out.

“God!”

Myung Se-chan hurriedly ran to him and tried to infuse his energy with his hand on the prestigious gate.

“are you okay. something like this.”

“….”

Jinmu, who shook his hand, quickly put a positive attitude on the line.

As the morale recedes and the refreshing energy circulates, the mind and body become comfortable and the whole body is overflowing with energy again.

“Whoa…”

Jinmu’s eyes, which returned to their original form with a lightly exhaled breath, overflowed with light.

“strong!”

“yes.”

“Don’t kill, just subdue. Point out the demon blood if you can.”

“All right.”

Myung Se-chan hurriedly answered Jinmu’s request, and when the smoke disappeared, he fluttered his sleeves toward the brightly lit people.

Every time Myung Se-chan’s school uniform fluttered along his hands and feet, the villagers were suppressed and knocked down one by one, and the leaders of the Eunwidan, who were free to breathe, began to become more active than before.

Watching their fight, Jinmu, who was forced to lift up Mukryonghonwongong and caress Nae-inju with a seonki, suddenly becomes curious about the other energy he feels around him.

“huh?”

There are many.

An energy that had not been felt before was clearly felt as the welcome circle began to clear.

no way? enemy?

Jinmu’s head slowly turns to look at the outside view.

“uh?”

Familiar clothes and familiar faces that can be seen where Jinmu’s eyes reach.

The opponent looks at Jinmu as if it were the same and makes a surprised expression.

“Sasook!”

The first to speak was Cheongsang.

And the figures of many people around him come in at a glance.

“Jimmu Dojo?”

This time it is Mt. Jegal.

It seemed that she was trying to release the jinbeop, seeing the people wearing blue uniforms lined up next to her.

It’s a bewildered expression.

I didn’t even break it, but it was natural because the Jinbeop was removed by itself and Jinmu appeared.

“Jimmu Dojo!”

This time, Ho Hyeon Gae shouted with a voice full of joy.

After that, there are a lot of open beggars. And next to them are the disciples of Hwasan with vivid plum blossom patterns on their sleeves.

Even the soldiers of Jong-nam, who are wearing tortoiseshells and swords, and the soldiers of Yongbong-gwan, who look young and full of blood.

It is a political alliance.

It seemed like half a day had already passed.

Also, people shouldn’t be too greedy. I came to find 30 pieces of gold, but you did only good things to others. Damn, damn!