The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 24

Aww!

The sharp sound of a whip shook the stone quarry.

The whip, which flew in a large arc, pierced the back of the man who was bound to a cross-pronged wooden pole in the shape of the letter 乂.

Hundreds of tired people knelt on the stone floor, watching the horrific scene.

The man, who had been screaming in pain without rest throughout the severe whipping, at some point became quiet.

“Father! Daddy!”

The boy and the woman who were grabbed by the hair by the sturdy man, who seemed to be the man’s family, howled like animals.

Aww! Aww!

Even though blood splattered and flesh fell off, the tied man just moved around like a piece of meat.

“stop!”

When the person who was whipped at a short cry stopped and stepped back, the doctor hurriedly ran to look at the man.

What would Congressman Hana look at? that is already out of breath.

As he turned around with a firm expression and shook his head, the man outside the shade of the tent in the distance said politely to the middle-aged man sitting in a chair.

“He is dead.”

“Whoop whoop…”

Death.

Despite that cruel judgment, the middle-aged man focused on blowing the steam from the teacup with an extremely calm face, as if he had no intention of mourning.

“…majesty. How are you going?”

“…”

The middle-aged man put down the teacup and stood up at the words of a careful question with both hands together.

“Let’s go.”

“yes?”

let’s stop Shouldn’t we decide what to do with the body?

“Heh heh, stuffy person.”

“….”

“Should I even care about a dead livestock?”

“…I’m sorry.”

At the calm yet cool words, the man hurriedly prostrated himself on the floor.

“Look at this letter.”

“yes. majesty.”

“Large cattle are just like livestock, as long as they die. What does it matter whether the corpse is eaten by wild dogs or pecked by birds? It is enough to set an example for the rest of the livestock.”

“…!”

show the pattern

The man listened to the middle-aged man and immediately understood.

The man tied up is a slave working in a quarry. It is their daily routine to wake up early in the morning and work past eight o’clock until late at night.

new? There is nothing like that.

We have to survive on a potato and a bottle of water from the creek.

Their only hope is to escape, but it is common for even that to be trampled on.

Like a man who tried to escape with his family, was caught, tied to a gallows and sentenced to death… However,

no one has any questions about him. Even if someone dies, the coffin does not investigate.

Because the owner of the quarry they belonged to was King Yeong, the uncle of the current emperor.

“What are you doing? Is it possible to meet the production volume by resting like this? If the livestock don’t listen, I’ll beat them with more rods.”

“I see. majesty!”

At the King’s words, the man hurriedly stood up and gestured, and the whip sounded again, and hundreds of people watching the man’s death moved in unison.

There was a distinction between men and women, but the actions they performed were the same.

Digging the ground mechanically with the hoe held in each hand. There was only one movement allowed to them.

There was a cold life in the eyes of the Young King who looked at the scene with satisfaction and then turned around.

Crazy bastards…

What’s up? Acknowledge the sins of the ancestors and accept them as citizens?

Are you saying you know how many loyalists died because of them?

This is all because a young bastard who doesn’t even know how this country was founded ascended to the throne.

It is because he joined hands with the Murim people and accepted the Han clan at will.

I will never accept them as people. I will find it as far as I can and let it live a life no different from that of an animal.

With a distorted smile mixed with joy and murder, he was just about to climb onto the gyoza to leave the quarry, but he squinted when he saw a man running from a distance, smoking dust.

“majesty!”

“…”

The warrior who stopped talking and jumped down hurriedly fell at the feet of the young king.

“What’s going on?”

“This this…”

“…?”

What was it that made you seem so hasty?

Chow!

King Yeong, who hastily opened and read the hanging scroll he held out with both hands, widened his eyes and raised his voice.

“What are you talking about!”

“This is the news that the match team sent urgently.”

“…”

The area around the young king’s eyes began to tremble.

It was said that Murim people from all over the world raided the branch of the match members and took all of the Han family they had captured.

“How dare you… you bastards!”

“….”

“What have officials from all over the world been doing for the past four months! I clearly conveyed my meaning fully!”

“We’ve already confirmed, but the Murim people are detaining the people of the tournament and refusing the officials’ request to take over, and they are in a confrontation.”

“what? These damn bastards! They say they don’t even have national laws! Send me a letter right away… No. I will go and send the letter myself.”

“yes!”

King Yeong, who was furious with anger, abandoned the gyoza and kicked the horse and ran to his manor.

* * *

Food Deuk!

The messenger that carried the news soared, flapping its wings vigorously with a heavy mission.

Sometimes the tube hanging from the small bridge contained love letters, sometimes good news, and other times announcements of urgency.

However, there is no way that Jeonseo-gu knows the contents.

All they have to do is to flap their wings diligently according to their own homing instinct, which is the result of countless training sessions.

The sight of Jeon Seo-gu, soaring high through the darkness, was always the same.

Leaving the manor where you started and passing over the ridge of a nearby mountain…

Piyut! Fuck!

…sounds and touches that you feel for the first time.

The leisurely flapping of the wings gave out power, and the Jeon Seo-gu, which fluttered several times, immediately crashed.

Hey woo woo. chin.

It fell, but luckily it wasn’t to the ground.

The last thing Seo-gu Jeon, who had lost consciousness, saw was a young boy holding his body in his hands and smiling.

“Caught.”

Hwangshin, a boy rejoicing at Jeonseo-gu’s misfortune, moved toward the flying target again.

And on his waist, as many as five doves hung limply.

After leaving the imperial palace, Jinmu and his party headed toward a manor at the southern tip of Hebei Province where King Hayahan Yeong lived.

Before they arrived, the outskirts of Manor were tightly surrounded by all the warriors from Shanxi, Henan, and Shandong, bordering Hebei Province. It was because he was afraid that the young king would notice and run away.

It was late at night when Jinmu and his party arrived.

Hwangsin and the children unreservedly demonstrated their ignorant martial arts skills in response to an order that didn’t even sound like a word, to catch all the trumpets flying in all directions at the right time.

How to catch a bird flying in the sky?

Their Gaecheonju made it possible with a single word that seemed close to impossible.

I’ll give the guy who catches the most a chance to become a ‘brother’!

And as soon as he heard that tremendous word, the exodus and the small Dongbo jumped with mad eyes.

Damn you guys… can’t lose.

Hwangshin also turned on the lights in his eyes and threw himself after him.

In particular, he had no choice but to do his best as he was the older brother and had been harassing both of them by not discriminating between what to do and what to do.

In order not to be in a situation like that dog called ‘younger brother’, I have no choice but to run around until the soles of my feet peel off…

Of course, Jinmu… rests.

I sit and rest at the foot of a mountain overlooking the manor very well.

It’s not particularly secretive. A bonfire is lit as if everyone else is showing off, and Un-yeon rests with him.

Seeing that, Hwangshin barely restrained himself from wanting to throw at least a jjangdol, and only spit out swearing inwardly.

Sibal real.

Will the guy who separated from his teacher live because he’s sad?

But what? I have to twist it too.

Since both of us have nowhere to go anyway, we must do our best to maintain the supreme position of older brother.

Fortunately, because the location was well established, there were a lot of forward lines flying to the place where they were located.

Shuik! Fuck!

Pudeodeok Tup!

“Good! Seven of these.”

The Hwangshin, drenched in sweat, smiled contentedly.

Seven are safe.

All of this was possible because of his extraordinary hearing and the hard work he had been practicing non-stop.

No matter how much he thought about it, there was no possibility that Gakchul and Sodongbo would catch more than he did. With this, he kept his brother’s place.

I looked carefully at the manor again, but there was no more soaring telegraph. It means that the person to send roughly sent everything.

Hwangshin smiled and confidently headed to the place where Jinmu and Unyeon were resting.

Eventually, when they reached the edge of the resting place halfway up the mountain, the Hwangshin pulled the pigeons from his waist and held them in both hands.

Three in one hand, four in the other. seven in total.

“God! I caught seven!”

Seeing the party sitting around the bonfire, Hwangshin proudly exclaimed.

“…”

What is it? why no response?

Pick!

uh? Kakchul laughed.

Then, she put the bone she always carried on her shoulder and slowly approached…

“God.”

“….”

Poetry God?

What’s wrong with this beggar?

“Tsk tsk. Did you catch seven?”

“…”

What is it? This arrogant attitude?

Just brush out all your teeth and stick your pigeon claws in.

“Anyway barely! You did a good job catching seven, Shin-ah.”

“…”

Barely…?

Hwangshin raised his eyes fiercely at the nasty ridicule.

“This beggar is crazy! did you get lost? uh? Won’t you clean your hands?”

“What? Doesn’t this bastard seem to have a grasp of the situation? Well, if you’ve been living like that, you might not be able to adapt.”

“…?”

what the hell… what is it?

“God bless this guy! What kind of speech habit did you not learn from your brother!”

“…?”

In the meantime, even So Dong-bo approached with his eyes wide open and yelled at him…

Tak!

hair!

The children of this bastard!

Hwangshin opened his eyes in different ways and glared at him, but So Dongbo suddenly opened nine fingers.

“This body is nine! Too bad I couldn’t fill one.”

“…Nine?”

When Hwangshin stuttered the question with a puzzled expression, So Dongbo nodded and politely pointed to the excavation with both hands.

“There are 15 of each of our older brothers!”

“W Open all all all….”

What… that’s nonsense

. By what means?

“Nonsense!”

Fuck!

“Kuk!”

So Dong-bo slapped Hwang-sin on the back of the head again.

“Ugh! It makes no sense! Each brother fifteen! This second is nine! Are you really going to doubt something that the Lord of Heaven has directly counted and acknowledged?”

“…Fuck it, so now that’s for real…”

“Yeah, you’re the maknae from now on.”

“….”

“Pluck the feathers and roast the pigeons. God is hungry.”

“…”

“Can’t you move quickly?”

“…”

“Oh, this bastard is for real. Do you have to be right to understand the situation?”

Su Dong-bo frowned and clenched his fists loudly, but Gak-chul called out to him politely.

“Ugh! Dongbo.”

“Yes bro.”

“Before educating my younger brother, I must first give the contents of the Jeonseogu to the Lord!”

“ah! All right. older brother.”

So Dong-bo, who answered suddenly, took the dove from Hwang-shin’s hand in a daze and rushed to Jin-mu.

“Why don’t you believe me?”

“…”

“It’s not worth it. cancer! haha! Ahahahaha!”

“Uh heh heh heh heh!”

Gakchul tapped his shoulder with the smile of a victor, and So Dongbo, who had given the jeonseogu to Jinmu, joined in and started laughing.

dump.

“This is unbelievable… How could this happen…”

Hwang Shin, still unable to believe the reality that befell me, knelt down with an expression of having lost the world.

“Hmm, can I do that?”

At that moment, the sound of Yun-yeon asking Jin-mu was heard.

“Isn’t the reason why each escort caught a lot because they used the openness that was nearby? Moreover, the cow escort knelt down and begged to get three of them…” It was

so close that I couldn’t help but listen.

Hwangshin glared at Gakchul and So Dongbo, who were laughing at him with an expression of yes.

“These cowards…”

The moment they jumped up to tear their mouths apart!

“That’s stupid. Taking advantage of the surrounding situation is also a skill.”

A word from Gaecheonju that he believed hit Hwangshin’s ear, and Gakchul, who flinched and backed away, blinked his eyes and grabbed the bone with all his might.

“I heard the words of the Lord, you bright-eared bastard. They say using your surroundings is also a skill! But what? Big business for this great brother? This little bastard is still out of his mind! Get down!”

“….”

Their own unwritten rule that came about following Jinmu.

‘Brother’ is the king.

And as Hwangsin, who has taken the lead in protecting that unwritten rule more than anyone else… she couldn’t help but fall down without saying anything.

“Dongbo!”

“Yes brother!”

“God, please roast some doves. I will educate him.”

“Oh my brother. Please tell me clearly who is the older brother!”

“Ohhhh!”

Gakchul spat on his palm and grabbed the bone of Towang, who was holding onto the buttocks of Hwangshin, who collapsed on the floor with a bewildered look on his face.

Fuck! Puck puck puck!

“Huh? don’t you move? If you make a mistake, you will be boned!”

That’s how all the resentment of being a younger brother for nearly six years burst out.

Of course, Jinmu didn’t care at all.

Adults can’t interfere with kids playing together.

And more than anything… “This

bastard

has stretched out his hands and feet evenly?

Thanks to that, I learned more about the kind of people who colluded with the king.

Look forward to it, King.

From now on, I will pull out all of them without leaving a single root.