The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman] - Chapter 420

Episode 420

A new goal always excites the heart.

What Moorim wanted to achieve was over. Now is the time to move on to a new path.

In the meantime, how happy is it that the daegung and the crown prince have appeared?

Yes, there is a reason why Heaven brought me back to life by providing me with the smallest amount of help.

Unifying Jeongsama and reigning over the Moorim world is something anyone can do.

What… once in a hundred years? Or maybe once in a thousand years?

In any case, there is no law saying that other than me, there is no such person.

But Hwangga is different.

The moment you put it under your feet, there is nothing to be achieved in terms of wages.

I was born, abandoned by my parents, raised by damn people, and used to be bait for animal hunting.

I learned martial arts from the damned old man, and even vomited up the spirit of becoming a master of sapphire.

But after all, it was a poor life.

It’s different now.

With this one shot, his status rises and his life is reversed.

It will be recorded from generation to generation as the turbulent success story of Jinmu-ran.

An investigation into Qingmu, who was said to have put the emperor under his feet earlier? oops! It can’t even be included in the achievement axis anymore.

Therefore, it means that this is something that must be done unconditionally.

Of course, it is true that it has left a big footprint in the history of ancient and modern times.

However, Jinmu was feeling inseparable joy and excitement about his new goal, saying that the time he entered and left the room was different.

“That sasuk? Whatever you say…” When

Jinmu was so absorbed in his emotions that he didn’t say anything, Cheongsang stepped up as the representative and asked with an anxious expression.

Stay still.

Let’s clear up some of these thoughts.

Now what do we do?

For now, the palace should be put aside and the crown prince should be found.

A lot of people are looking for

According to Yang So-bang, a girl named Gwi-bi is looking for her by mobilizing her classmates, and the guy named Yeong-wang is looking for her by mobilizing her classmates.

Since Jeong Mu-maeng colluded with King Yeong and moved quickly, he must have found out quite a bit of information about the crown prince.

Although he got brief personal information about the crown prince from Yang So-bang, he couldn’t get ahead of them who were already on the move.

Then what should I do?

You have to squeeze your thoughts out.

From now on, there is no one side. Whoever secures the crown prince first wins.

“Haha damn. I wish I knew sooner… The 15-year-old crown prince in this wide midfield… Huh? Fifteen years old?”

Jinmu’s gaze, which was looking at his party, suddenly stopped at Woo Yang-jin.

Fifteen years old…

Ha, look at this?

They said it was poverty.

The moment I met Woo Yang-jin’s eyes, a thought came to my mind that was enough to make me come back alive and bow and ask for learning.

Woo Yang-jin, 15 years old.

Didn’t he hear from Yujang that his acting skills were so outstanding that he almost misunderstood whether he was his real son, who hadn’t even been married?

As Jinmu’s smile became more and more sinister, everyone looked at Wu Yangjin with a sympathetic expression and slipped away from him.

Woo Yang-jin, who was left alone, sat down and wept as soon as the ominousness approached quickly.

I’ve already seen it several times or even countless times.

Beaten for offending Jinmu, beaten for replying, beaten for eye contact…

“Please help me, Master! I was all wrong.”

“Gongja Sashu Wu did nothing wrong. Rather punish me.”

Following Wu Yang-jin, even Cheong-sang blocked his way and asked for guilt.

huh? what bullshit is that? What have you guys been thinking of me all this time?

Woo Yang-jin’s sudden apology was dumbfounded, and he didn’t understand what the hell Cheong-sang was doing, but a plan was already being built in Jin-mu’s head.

No one has yet found the prince.

If it appears out of nowhere, all eyes will be on it.

Aren’t things falling apart?

It is to borrow the fake Guyaja incident that the palace bastards created to cause the Jeongma Daejeon.

With that, I focus their attention and while they are distracted, I leisurely find the real crown prince.

So, first of all, I should make someone who will be my eyes and ears, right?

Jinmu’s gaze turned to the excavation.

He’s a good person, but he has a light mouth.

As of now, there was no one like him.

“Get out.”

“yep!”

In case a fire that didn’t even catch on himself might be moved from Yangjin Wu, the nervous Gachul replied with a rigid posture.

“From now on, you will have to play a very important role.”

“The main important role?”

“okay. You, who acted as a follow-up to the opening, must do it for me. No matter how much I think about it, there is only you.”

“Heavenly Lord…?”

Gakchul’s eyes trembled slightly at the sight of Jinmu grabbing his shoulder tightly.

what are these eyes?

Why are you looking at yourself with such trust-filled eyes? It

‘s something that only he can do for Jinmu

. Enough to ask for help?

“God…!”

My hair went white.

It was as if all the memories that had been beaten so severely had been erased from my head in an instant.

Didn’t he say that a man would lay down his life for those who recognized him?

“Please tell me! Extinguishment of openness! I will practice with all my heart!”

“….”

When Kakchul replied with an attitude of ‘Please tell me to do anything!’, Jinmu nodded with a pleased expression.

cancer that’s it

You are a double agent who will be my eyes and ears from now on.

“Go back to open right now.”

“Okay…yes?”

Gakchul, who had been answering vigorously, suddenly made an expression full of doubts.

Back to open? why?

But Jinmu’s expression was so serious that I couldn’t help but ask.

“Get out.”

“yes?”

“You must have seen the conversation with the firefighter, right?”

“yes.”

Everyone was curious about the contents of the conversation, which they had been seriously sharing while controlling even the sound.

“The current situation of Moorim is like a flashlight. You’ll know if you recognize it, but the guys from the palace are about to reach the midfield soon. Beyond the overthrow of Murim, they are threatening even this country.”

“…”

“What do you mean by this? It’s a challenge, it’s a challenge.”

Inspired by Jinmu’s sudden look at the sky with sorrowful eyes, Gakchul flared up to his nostrils and gasped for breath.

“Now I’ll have to deal with them, but I can’t trust anyone as everything seems to be shrouded in a black veil.”

“Um…”

Jinmu’s voice, which was close to lamentation, subsided.

“So I want you to be my eyes and ears. Go back to openness, secretly find out about everything that the Jeongmu-maeng is moving, and report it to me.”

The Heavenly Father made a request.

That goddamn motherfucker who was busy hurting my self-esteem by saying that all she knew how to do was fucking ability.

By the way…

“Eh secretly?”

“okay. In particular, find out the movement of opening.”

“But…”

“Cancer I know. How can you not know? Secretly looking at the priestess would be a bad thing. But it is for Moorim. The well-being of Moorim depends on you.”

“Moorim… to me…”

Jinmu’s skillful speech, eyes, and timely gestures were enough to stir the heart of the extrovert.

“All right. We will return to openness immediately.”

“Good job, bad job. I believe in you and I will trust you again.”

“Leave it to me!”

At Jinmu’s encouragement, Gakchul hit my chest to make a banging sound and made a promise.

“But I must not tell anyone what I have done.”

“Even for the ark or Mupungae adults?”

“cancer! Didn’t it be said that birds hear daytime words and mice listen to nighttime words? Even if it is difficult now, when everything is over, you will be recorded as a hero who saved the midfield.”

“The hero who saved the midfielder… . “

Kakchul-I repeated Jinmu’s words as if possessed.

“All right. The heart and words of God who cares about Moorim. I will engrave it on my heart and engrave it again.”

“Great job. It’s really good.”

Jinmu hugged Gakchul and patted him on the back.

“Heavenly Lord…”

Kakchul, who couldn’t overcome the emotion, quickly put on a tearful expression.

“There will be a boy the opening is secretly looking for. It’s very important to me. Pass on all information about him to me.”

“All right.”

Gakchul answered right away as if hypnotized, but Jinmu was still uneasy.

You mouthed bastard. I can’t trust you like this.

“Get out. I’ll say it again, but the order I gave you will never…”

“I won’t set foot!”

“Great job. How can you be so good?”

As compliments and encouragement poured out without stopping at one reply, the heart of the exaltation seemed to burst because it was not swollen.

Doesn’t everyone look at you with envy at yourself for receiving a secret mission?

Not to mention, now that I’m leaving for openness, I don’t have to go through that hellish training anymore.

The thought that I no longer had to endure the beatings wrapped up in conversation made my tears flow.

Jinmu, who knew very well that the story was ripe, put a perfect wedge in the desperate heart of the exodus.

“Get out.”

“yes?”

“I’ve said this, but if you say something and the plan to punish the people in the palace goes wrong… We will continue to talk for a long time even after death.”

“…”

Kakchul nodded his head eagerly at the horror hidden deep inside his eyes of trust.

It became this.

Go, my faithful double agent.

Grasp all the trends of opening up and hug me.

“Then, good luck. Hurry up!”

“All right.”

Thanks to Jinmu’s support, Gakchul left immediately without taking a breath.

Jinmu eagerly waved his hand at the back of him, not wanting Gakchul to look back.

long time to do that.

“Quack.”

Jinmu, who seemed to stay up all night worrying about Moorim, changed his face completely and turned his head away with a sinister smile.

The excerpts were sent, and now it was time to start planning for real.

“Yang Jin-ah.”

“yes?”

Woo Yang-jin made a startled expression.

“You need to work hard.”

“…?”

yes you don’t understand

don’t understand You just have to do what Master Lee tells you to do.

Your acting skills are enough.

Jinmu, who stroked Woo Yang-jin’s hair once, looked at Neung Seo-hyeon.

“seohyun.”

“Yes sir!”

“Send a letter to Northern Lidocheon. They want the strongest escort specializing in protecting all information assets and people within the Demonic Cult.”

“The strongest…?”

“okay. Tell me to select fifty outstanding men in this world that no one but me can penetrate and secretly send them to Gansuk Cheonungbang.”

“All right. I will send you a letter immediately.”

Jinmu nodded at Neung Seo-hyeon’s immediate answer and looked at Hwangsin.

“god.”

“yes?”

“Send a letter to Sechan. I’m waiting for you in Cheonung’s room in Gansu.”

“yes!”

“Sodongbo. Call in all of Salmak’s special killers.”

“Likewise, is it Cheonungbang?”

“okay.”

“All right.”

Those who received orders from Jinmu moved quickly to carry out their respective missions.

With this, everything is ready.

A giggle burst out in laughter.

A ploy that could never be executed unless it was true martial arts.

A huge board was formed that would shake the whole country as well as the political affairs.

At the mouth of a common mountain that no one thought of.

What if it fails…?

I’m sorry.

Unconditionally succeed. There is no failure in my dictionary.

I am the only one in the world who has a crown prince!

“Ha ha ha ha ha!”

When Jinmu suddenly exploded the amber light, Cheongsang approached with a puzzled expression and asked cautiously.

“What the hell are you thinking?”

“Cheongsang-ah.”

“yes?”

“Do you know what to do if you’re walking and the runner and the flying guy are running ahead of you?”

“…”

What kind of bullshit do you want?

Because the one who walks can never beat the two guys in front.

But this sasuk will walk.

Breaking the legs of those who run and breaking the wings of those who fly.

So, in the end, isn’t the walking guy winning?