The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Chapter 221

The Qingyu Pavilion (靑柳室).

A pavilion in the shape of the character ‘Kyung’ built in the direction of the garden, not the hall.

On one side of the wall, hanging scrolls that give a sense of antiquity were hung without being excessive, and several orchids filled the space luxuriously above the mother-of-pearl chest of drawers that filled the back wall.

The front is open to the garden without obstruction, so you can see the far wall at a glance.

There is a reason why it was built this way.

Gyeong (冂), in addition to the meaning of far, also means empty, so it is a place that fits that meaning.

After taking a sip, the green tea passed through my throat and spread throughout my body, and I felt very comfortable.

“A person.”

“…….”

A neatly dressed woman approached Jinmu, who was sitting on the floor and looking at the garden.

“Shall we have a drink? Or shall we raise the meal?”

“I would like a meal. Let’s also call a musician who can feel the calm excitement.”

“I will prepare.”

To Jinmu’s answer, the woman answered somewhat and took a step back.

This is the start.

By now, some of Jinhuiru must have started to be curious about Jinmu.

Unusual young Muin.

A luxurious sword that doesn’t go well with simple black clothes, the financial power to pull out a golden treasure without hesitation, and even wanting a quiet clean room.

The more you try not to attract attention, the more curious you are to find out.

Information about a new person is like ‘money’ to them.

Perhaps you don’t know it, but the commotion that received Eun Wonbo and the fight that came to wait on you instinctively solidify the idea that Jinmu’s identity is money.

It’s been a while since I entered the clearing room.

An hour had passed since I visited Jinhoeru.

Rumors spread faster than arrows and more powerful than the overflowing waves of the Yellow River, so stories about Jinmu may already be sold to hawkers.

But rice alone is not enough.

It was time to cast the bait so that the fish would come closer.

Jinmu looked at the door leading to the garden wall of the clearing room.

As with other places in the backyard, a neatly dressed man guarded the open entrance.

It is an escort drone for protection, not surveillance.

In order for guests who came to the clearing room to enjoy themselves quietly, a line was placed to prevent drunken guests who had stumbled on the wrong path.

Jinmu expressed regret inwardly.

I’m sorry. I don’t really have any ill feelings, but it takes some fuss to throw the bait.

“hey! there!”

“…….”

Jinmu nervously shouted, and the soldier guarding the outside turned his head.

“Yes, you man!”

“……?”

An innocent soldier approaches with a bewildered expression.

“Why do you keep glancing inside?”

“… … yes?”

You can’t even turn your head.

This is just messing around. for no reason, out of nowhere.

“I never… … .”

“Where are this baby?”

He deliberately shouts to draw attention from other halls.

A corner of my chest was poked again at the appearance of a soldier who was clearly embarrassed and flustered.

What can I do though?

All in all, you who stand today should make some sacrifices.

Think of it as an unlucky day and brush it off, you know.

“Dae-dae-in, I really… … .”

“This bastard makes excuses!”

The energy of Jinmu, which contained fraud using the goodwill, burst out explosively.

His eyes glistening with dark flesh, and his body radiates pitch-black aura.

Oh, it’s a little awkward since it’s been a while.

Honwon is the original form and source of all energy, and the darkness before everything is refined.

The beginning is the end, and the end is the beginning, so order is created in chaos, and this is Hon-Won-Gong.

Kururu.

As the dark aura rolled down his arm and formed in his hand, it felt as if Jinmu’s hand was turning black.

Mukryonghonwongong, Black Hand.

It was the step right before summoning the Black Dragon.

“Great, great!”

The warrior trembled and became contemplative at the killing force that encroached everywhere in an instant.

“This bastard! dare!”

Whoo!

A hand gesture with a rough swing.

The dark energy that was young inside it radiates wildly and rises.

Quag! Kwaaang!

The energy that flew through the atmosphere hit the wall and exploded.

Feeling a shudder from the energy that deliberately brushed the hair below his ears, he immediately fell flat on his face.

“Sah, save me.”

natural reaction.

He is an unmanned man who only stands for one.

Now, with the ability to reach beyond the mouth and touch the chunggi, I couldn’t show a fierce look at the person who smashed a wall with a single energy in my fist.

“help me? Then you shouldn’t have seen it!”

“Hey, man. whatever i did wrong Please forgive me.”

The prostrate warrior pitifully put his hands together and begged.

The shape is so pitiful that it hurts my heart, but more… … .

At last, unmanned people began to flock in from all directions.

and.

“This bastard.”

Jinmu repeatedly apologized inwardly and grabbed the prostrate warrior by the back of his head and lifted him up.

“ぅ.”

As the collar is pulled and choked, the warrior makes a strange breathing sound.

one. Just a really light one.

I don’t do this to innocent people if I’m serious.

Just give me one.

don’t promise me You will be at peace from generation to generation through your present suffering.

If you want, I can arrange a better place for you.

Talk!

He swung his weak fist very lightly.

Nevertheless, the reason why the fighter who was hit in the face flew less than a day away and fell roughly to the ground was because Jinmu threw it with his hand holding the back of his back.

“Oops!”

“…….”

Muin strangely grabs my face and swears.

Would your back hurt more?

Are the psychological effects controlling the pain because you’re terrified? He’s a very strange guy.

“Stop!”

While grasping the situation, escort soldiers from Jinhoeru hurriedly run up to the soldiers and block Jinmu from approaching them.

“What are you guys?”

One of the escort soldiers stepped forward with eyebrows curved in reverse and eyes wide open.

“Geum An-pyo, who is in charge of escorting Jinhui-ru. Why is the nobleman of the clearing room creating such a commotion?”

“…….”

An impressive man with a sharp swordsman in a blue suit and dragon neck.

He was a man with a sharp prayer for a warrior hired by a single juru.

My face was overflowing with confidence, as if I knew my skills.

“turmoil? haha, look at these Do you dare to come in droves and intimidate me?”

“…….”

At Jinmu’s words, Geum Anpyo’s eyes narrowed.

It seemed like I could understand it just by looking at the situation.

Who was the one who had the accident first?

Geum An-pyo noticed at once that Jinmu was quarreling with them for no reason.

the little boy’s cub.

“From my point of view, the customer does not seem to fit in with our Jinhoeru. I won’t charge you for staying so far, so please step back.”

It was a calm voice, but it was clear that what was contained in it was a threat.

“Back off? What can I do? I’m a person who doesn’t know how to move forward. I’m so sorry.”

“…….”

“If you have an idea, try kicking it out yourself.”

“Right. Okay, then I have no choice but to treat you as a guest from now on.”

When Geum An-pyo lightly raised his hand, the warriors waiting behind him surrounded him from left to right as if spreading their wings.

nine in all.

yes, what

Since that child is sacrificing, you should also sacrifice a little.

A smile formed on Jinmu’s determined lips, and white fangs appeared between his parted lips.

“Let the guests go!”

With the cry of Geum An-pyo, the soldiers who came round surrounded them all at once set up a wooden pole in place of Jin-Byeong towards Jinmu.

Speaking of the momentum felt from Geum An-pyo, it was only around the edge of Tangi, but were the subordinates shocked?

The level of Mukryonghonwongong has already risen.

That’s enough.

Dealing with these nerds.

Kuryu Ryu.

As Jinmu stretched out his foot lightly and stepped on the floor, the rough fighting turned to ink, and the black energy that started at the tips of his feet slowly swirled around Jinmu’s body, giving the illusion that a black whirlwind was swirling around his body.

Mukryonghonwongong, projectile.

It is the most suitable technique for dealing with multiple enemies.

If you wrap your body with fighting spirit, the muscles of the whole body relax and become soft, so it becomes extremely flexible, and since the ink dragon’s energy is contained in each movement, it damages everything it touches.

“What are you doing? Are you watching?”

At the same time as the giggling, the mokbong flew in different directions from the enveloping net centered on Jinmu.

Shush, shush shuk!

An attack intended to suppress the opponent’s movements by restraining them and suppressing them.

arms, legs and shoulders.

It’s to the point of yawning.

Stupid cubs. You should have embraced life and attacked as if to kill.

Whirik!

As Jinmu turns around and spins, Mokbong loses its original goal and falls into the air.

Kwak.

It wasn’t the place he was aiming for, but before he knew it, five rods were stuck in each of Jinmu’s armpits.

Rather, it was the escort soldiers who were subdued.

Dudeuk!

When I put strength on my arm, the wooden stick breaks like a can of millet.

Dig!

Jinmu’s body slides towards one place with lightly strenuous footwork.

“Ouch!”

A light blow to the soldier’s chin with a terrified expression.

Fuck!

With the head lifted up, the warrior’s feet rose in the air, and at the same time, Jinmu’s new model, bent at a right angle, moved to the other side and stepped on the advance.

jjoong!

As the open palm struck the abdomen, another soldier bent like a shrimp, floated up in the air, and landed on the ground.

Fuck! Fast!

Then, as the kicked feet hit the left and right sides almost simultaneously, the two warriors collapsed without stopping.

Jinmu, who immediately jumped back and skillfully dug between the two warriors, crossed his arms toward his chest and brought them together, then slammed his elbows vigorously, striking each at the waist.

Boom, blah!

It’s literally a banquet without any superfluity.

puck! puck!

The panicking warriors, not knowing what to do, wandered around and fell down after being hit by fists that they didn’t know where they were coming from.

all eight. only one thing left.

grasp!

Stepping on the ground and soaring high, Jinmu’s feet, which jumped over the head of the last soldier, rose high and then fell in a parabola.

Kwajik!

With a strong impact, the ninth soldier who was trampled down collapsed with his head on the floor.

“……!”

Geum An-pyo put on a dazed expression for a moment, unable to understand the situation that was unfolding in front of him.

In the blink of an eye a few times, all nine warriors fell down.

I couldn’t even figure out exactly how many breaths it took. No, she couldn’t even see moving properly.

What the hell happened?

After the black energy surged up, all I could hear was a thump, thump, thump, thump.

“hey!”

What made Geum An-pyo come to his senses was Jinmu.

“Is this the end? Do you call more people or come out yourself?”

“…….”

Geum An-pyo realized that the opponent in front of him was an incomparable master.

But he never forgot his identity.

There were still dozens more underlings, but what did that matter? That it would only increase the amount of damage.

He is the general manager of the Jinhuiru escort.

A person who works for money cannot work carelessly. No matter how strong the monster in front of him was, he had to do what he had to do.

Sureureung.

In the end, Geum Anpyo pulled out the sword.

“I didn’t know he was a master. Please understand that I inevitably committed suicide.”

This kid is also a rare guy. I pulled out my knife and apologized.

what kind of sect are you?

It’s rather an action that suits me as a guru.

I like it though.

If he had seen what he had just seen, he should have been scared and ran away, but he was unyielding and trying to do his best in the task he had been assigned.

As the escort of Jinhuiru.

To amplify the rumors, I was thinking of making at least one of them lie down for at least a month, if not sick.

you… … don’t look I won’t do it too badly

back.

Jinmu clenched his fist lightly while looking at Geum Anpyo.

Chew!

A sword that stretches out straight and bends at the same time Jinmu assumes a stance.

That’s good momentum.

Empty!

The raised palm hit the sword face, and the ink dragon spread out like a whirlwind following the twisted fist.

bang!