Chapter 432 - Because of crickets
Jeokwol Gongchwisan blindly believed in ‘Eumyanggo’.
That is why it is an evil ghost made of human sacrifices, 'Yeommae'.
Few people knew the efficacy of 'Yeommae' that well.
The famous religious leader also received the ‘knowledge of God’ through a yeommae called
‘Socheon Muryeong’.
For the religious leader, 'Yeommae' was the source of power and a treasure trove.
So Gongchwisan believed that it was 'Yeommae' that could destroy the religious leader.
Yeonjeokha tilted her head.
He learned the art of shamanism, but he had no experience there, so he didn't know what he was
talking about.
“Eum-yanggo?”
“It is a kind of loneliness. It is a treasure that contains spirituality.”
Gongchwisan also has a conscience, so its production process was not explained.
"aha! loneliness. I've heard of that too. A poisonous insect the size of dust? You can subdue the cult
leader with only insects?”
“Didn’t you tell me? It is said to be a spiritual treasure. The present gyoza is only half a seat. Because
I was put on a yin-yang high school.”
“Half? Who is that great?”
It reminded me of the religious leader I met on Mt.
It was shocking to think that his terrifying presence and ability was only half of it.
It was a misunderstanding caused by Gongchwisan, who believed that the cult leader was in a state
of suffering.
“What a man. Yes, he is still only a human being. Maybe one day I will become a god.”
"god?"
“If immortality, which the cult leader desires, is not a god, what is it?”
After experiencing the psychic powers of Baekdu Demon Army, Kongchwisan believed that if he was
a cult leader, he might really become a god.
That was also one of the reasons I wrote Eumyanggo.
If the religious leader becomes a divine being, he won't even dare to touch it.
“So the religious leader tried to get rid of him when he was a human?”
Gong Qushan didn't answer, but he shook his head in a match.
I could tell just by looking at his expression.
Before Gongquan Mountain became her cult leader, he handed her over to her.
Was it because they saw it as an obstacle to becoming the best of Murim?
Or is there another reason?
Yeonjeokha glanced back at Gongchwisan.
Looking at his stubbornly closed lips, it doesn't seem like he'd give a straight answer to a question.
Still, there is a saying that you can prick a persimmon you can’t eat.
“Why did you try to beat the cult leader?”
Dry saliva flowed down the throat of Yeonjeokha.
It may have something to do with what the religious leader wants to poke at him.
“As I said before, Murim… … .”
“Don’t talk nonsense like the great Murim.”
When Yeon Jeok He blocked it from the beginning, a sigh flowed from Gong Quishan's mouth.
Of course, Murim Jijon is a dream close to delusion that I always wanted to achieve.
Was there anyone who didn't have a dream?
When I was asked, ‘Why did you try to beat the religious leader?’, I suddenly felt strange.
Why did he himself write Yin-Yang Go to the Gyoju?
After thinking for a while, Gong Qishan opened his mouth.
“It’s because of the crickets.”
"Are you kidding me?"
Seeing Yeon Jeokha with a stunned face, Gong Quishan smiled and said,
“It is true whether you believe it or not. The cricket separated the fate of the cult leader and me.”
fifty years ago.
Sichuan Province.
Gomyeongsan Taeilgwan.
autumn night.
Gong Qushan went to bed early, but he could not sleep easily.
Creep Creep Creep―.
The sound of crickets filled the small quarters.
He tried not to mind, but afterward the sound floated through his head.
I usually slept well while listening to crickets.
But today it strangely rang in his ears and later shook his head.
Gongchwisan, who gritted his teeth and endured, eventually kicked off the blanket and woke up.
The crickets chirped madly in the dark.
As sleep fled, the sound of crickets that had been running through his head also faded little by little.
When he finally got rid of all the crickets, his eyes went wide.
Waking up, he quietly got out of bed.
And after he looked around at his brother-in-law who were deeply asleep, he crept out of the
lodging.
Sitting on the veranda and looking at the bright moon, I miss my parents, whom I don't even know.
The next person who came to mind was sister-in-law.
If her sister-in-law had been her man, everyone in her Taeilgwan would have supported her.
The sister-in-law was the idol of the brother-in-law with her outstanding beauty.
Everyone loved her sister-in-law, but she was just there.
The master did not designate the sister-in-law who had reached the ‘five souls’ of the
Gujeongdanbeop (九鼎丹法) as the successor.
The teacher's successor was a three-fourth brother who reached the 'four generations'.
The ambassador type was not excellent in material, so it could not exceed the ‘Three Levels’.
Everyone took it for granted that the three brother-in-law, who was a ‘circumstance’, became the
successor.
The sister was like that too.
She showed no particular interest in the operation of Taeilgwan.
She did, she believed.
Someone came down from the mountain in the moonlight.
The second sister-in-law was Yang Yeoryeong.
“Why aren’t you sleeping?”
“… … .”
Gongquan was so surprised that he only blinked his eyes.
Until now, the sister-in-law had never talked to her first.
He even did that to his master and his ambassador brother.
I wonder if the nickname 'Ice Princess' has stuck.
She couldn't believe it when the sister-in-law, who seemed to have hit an iron wall, approached her
friendly first.
“The crickets are too loud.”
"okay?"
That was all.
She brushed past her.
At that moment, Gongqushan habitually took a deep breath.
The cool mountain breeze and the sister-in-law's body odor, which had a different texture, pushed
to the tip of his nose.
But it was strange.
She didn't smell like her usual sister-in-law.
People in Taeilgwan wash their bodies using jodu (soap) made from soybeans.
If you use raw beans, a faint smell of soybeans will remain on your skin.
Men just skip it, but women used hwajeong oil (花精油, perfume extracted from flowers) to remove
it.
Her sister-in-law also has a fire-jeong oil that she likes to use.
But now, the body of her sister-in-law was smelling something other than essential oil.
It was a strange smell of sweat.
Gongchwisan unknowingly turned his gaze in the direction the sister came down.
‘Taesanggak’ stood heavily under the moonlight.
weird.
Like the fact that you talked to me first, and the strange behavior in the middle of the night... … .
After that, when I woke up from a nap to the sound of crickets, I would sneak out.
Just in case, like that day, the sister-in-law wanted to talk to her first.
Yeonjeokha clenched his fists and trembled.
“This old man. I don't want to say it, just say I don't want to do it. I really want to hit one, but I'm
holding back because I'm afraid I'll become a monster right away. what? You hit the head of the
pontiff for a cricket? oh hey old Write a little kindly.”
“There are many things in the world that are inherently difficult to understand. Don't think it's
something you haven't heard of for the first time. Your life would be absurd to someone else.”
“Ah, this old man is real. He tried to just let it go, but he said bullshit until the end. Yes. Is cricket a
yummae like that eumyanggo? So did the cricket whisper in your ear? To slap the teacher in the back
of the head? If that's the case, I'll believe you."
Gongchwisan shook his shoulders and laughed poodle poodle.
“Phehe! You have a very interesting imagination. The crickets I mentioned are just common
mountain crickets. I don't know if I'll hear it again tonight."
“So you’re going to stab me in the back tonight? oops, be scared You slept all day.”
"I'm just an ordinary old man now. What are you afraid of?"
“No, no. I hate it. Come and see.”
The jeokha meticulously searched Gongquishan's body.
It was because I was worried that I might have the same yeommae as Eum-Yang-Go.
However, only three and a half hermits were all that came out of Gongquishan's body.
“I’ll use this for my travel expenses.”
“The thief is trying to fool around.”
Yeon Jeok-ha became furious at the word ‘thief’.
“Who said this old man was a thief? Am I the old man's grandson? Where are you going to rub for
free?”
“Did I ask you to take me to Mt. Fengji? What travel expenses are you dragging along?”
Then, the jeokha quickly changed his words.
“Anyway, the old man has no time to spend this money. You know it's the end when you go to Mt.
Finally, I think you are doing a good job.”
“The last one is right, but since it was taken away by thieves, it can’t be called a good thing.”
“Wow. don't say a word yes i took it Are you okay?”
Gongqiu Mountain shrugged his shoulders.
As he said, he had it to himself anyway, but it was only one mana.
That night the deck was white with frost.
Autumn was over just like that.
***
starlight.
Yeosan.
Gwangmyeong Village.
Immediately after the intrusion of the uninvited guest, the three Baekduma troops issued a ban on
the Myeongwang cult.
He was worried that the monster would remain in Yeosan.
However, when nothing happened for three days, the Baekduma soldiers lifted the ban.
The Twelve Horsemen caused so much trouble in Gwangmyeong Village that they were reluctantly
released.
The twelve horsemen imprisoned in Gwangmyeong Village descended Mount Yeo like a herd of
hungry wolves.
Blood corn, Gunnam Song, was one of them.
Gunnam Song, who was walking down the mountain path with eight steps, hesitated.
I could feel someone's gaze from somewhere.
“Who are you!”
His cry reverberated through the mountains.
Before long, a middle-aged man appeared under a tree stained with red leaves.
This is Noh Do-gyeong, the Demonic Sword of the Demonic Cult.
However, Gunnam Song did not know the other person.
“Brother of Myeongwanggyo?”
Seeing the sword on the middle-aged man's back, he asked just in case.
"no."
“This is the holy place of Myeongwanggyo. If you are not from the Ming Dynasty, why did you come
to Mt. Lu?”
“There is one thing I really want to know, so I’ve been waiting for you.”
“Who are you waiting for?”
Song Gun-nam looked at Noh Do-gyeong with a puzzled face.
I didn't see any hostility, but the shameless face was a little annoying.
“The Twelve Horsemen or the Baekdu Horse Army are fine. Please answer. Which one are you?”
For a moment, Gunnam Song looked around with a startled face.
I thought it was an ambush, but luckily I didn't feel any other presence nearby.
“I am a twelve-horse soldier. Who are you, and why are you looking for the masters of our school?”
“I hope it’s fine. You don’t have to know who I am, let’s stick together coolly.”
“Quack! You came to Myeongwanggyo Seongsan and started a fight! You have a swollen liver!”
Gunnam Song's hands were stained red.
Nodo-kyung, who was watching him closely, nodded his head with a satisfied face.
“Now that I see it, it must have been Gunnam Song, a blood corn. I think it's much better than
rumors Did you get supernatural powers?"
“Isn’t this what it means to be carefree even after recognizing blood corn? Come on, I'll show you
the taste of superpowers! Go crazy!”
Song Kun-Nam swung his hands at his opponent like a thunderbolt.
Two red curtains flew towards Do-kyung Noh's head and body.
Nodo-kyung did not disrespect his opponent and hurriedly drew his sword and swung it.
Kwakwang! Boom!
An explosion occurred in the air when the tangible Jangyoung and the sword met.
Song Kun-nam, the adversary's official, moved forward rapidly to close the distance to his opponent.
Then Lord Nodo fiercely swung his sword.
It is all Hwangeom Nodo.
At that moment, twenty or so sword spirits created in the air attacked Gunnam Song.
"omg!"
Disappointed, Gunnam Song stepped backwards and hit Geomyoung frantically with both hands.
Boom! Boom! Boom! boom-!
Gunnam Song, who had been breaking the sword spirit for a while, let out a sharp scream, ‘Evil!’.
The sword spirit mercilessly cut through both of his shoulders.
Gunnam Song, his arms stretched out on the ground, asked with his white face.
“Everyone, who are you! What the hell are you saying I have a bad feeling!”
Chapter 432 - Because of crickets
Jeokwol Gongchwisan blindly believed in ‘Eumyanggo’.
That is why it is an evil ghost made of human sacrifices, 'Yeommae'.
Few people knew the efficacy of 'Yeommae' that well.
The famous religious leader also received the ‘knowledge of God’ through a yeommae called
‘Socheon Muryeong’.
For the religious leader, 'Yeommae' was the source of power and a treasure trove.
So Gongchwisan believed that it was 'Yeommae' that could destroy the religious leader.
Yeonjeokha tilted her head.
He learned the art of shamanism, but he had no experience there, so he didn't know what he was
talking about.
“Eum-yanggo?”
“It is a kind of loneliness. It is a treasure that contains spirituality.”
Gongchwisan also has a conscience, so its production process was not explained.
"aha! loneliness. I've heard of that too. A poisonous insect the size of dust? You can subdue the cult
leader with only insects?”
“Didn’t you tell me? It is said to be a spiritual treasure. The present gyoza is only half a seat. Because
I was put on a yin-yang high school.”
“Half? Who is that great?”
It reminded me of the religious leader I met on Mt.
It was shocking to think that his terrifying presence and ability was only half of it.
It was a misunderstanding caused by Gongchwisan, who believed that the cult leader was in a state
of suffering.
“What a man. Yes, he is still only a human being. Maybe one day I will become a god.”
"god?"
“If immortality, which the cult leader desires, is not a god, what is it?”
After experiencing the psychic powers of Baekdu Demon Army, Kongchwisan believed that if he was
a cult leader, he might really become a god.
That was also one of the reasons I wrote Eumyanggo.
If the religious leader becomes a divine being, he won't even dare to touch it.
“So the religious leader tried to get rid of him when he was a human?”
Gong Qushan didn't answer, but he shook his head in a match.
I could tell just by looking at his expression.
Before Gongquan Mountain became her cult leader, he handed her over to her.
Was it because they saw it as an obstacle to becoming the best of Murim?
Or is there another reason?
Yeonjeokha glanced back at Gongchwisan.
Looking at his stubbornly closed lips, it doesn't seem like he'd give a straight answer to a question.
Still, there is a saying that you can prick a persimmon you can’t eat.
“Why did you try to beat the cult leader?”
Dry saliva flowed down the throat of Yeonjeokha.
It may have something to do with what the religious leader wants to poke at him.
“As I said before, Murim… … .”
“Don’t talk nonsense like the great Murim.”
When Yeon Jeok He blocked it from the beginning, a sigh flowed from Gong Quishan's mouth.
Of course, Murim Jijon is a dream close to delusion that I always wanted to achieve.
Was there anyone who didn't have a dream?
When I was asked, ‘Why did you try to beat the religious leader?’, I suddenly felt strange.
Why did he himself write Yin-Yang Go to the Gyoju?
After thinking for a while, Gong Qishan opened his mouth.
“It’s because of the crickets.”
"Are you kidding me?"
Seeing Yeon Jeokha with a stunned face, Gong Quishan smiled and said,
“It is true whether you believe it or not. The cricket separated the fate of the cult leader and me.”
fifty years ago.
Sichuan Province.
Gomyeongsan Taeilgwan.
autumn night.
Gong Qushan went to bed early, but he could not sleep easily.
Creep Creep Creep―.
The sound of crickets filled the small quarters.
He tried not to mind, but afterward the sound floated through his head.
I usually slept well while listening to crickets.
But today it strangely rang in his ears and later shook his head.
Gongchwisan, who gritted his teeth and endured, eventually kicked off the blanket and woke up.
The crickets chirped madly in the dark.
As sleep fled, the sound of crickets that had been running through his head also faded little by little.
When he finally got rid of all the crickets, his eyes went wide.
Waking up, he quietly got out of bed.
And after he looked around at his brother-in-law who were deeply asleep, he crept out of the
lodging.
Sitting on the veranda and looking at the bright moon, I miss my parents, whom I don't even know.
The next person who came to mind was sister-in-law.
If her sister-in-law had been her man, everyone in her Taeilgwan would have supported her.
The sister-in-law was the idol of the brother-in-law with her outstanding beauty.
Everyone loved her sister-in-law, but she was just there.
The master did not designate the sister-in-law who had reached the ‘five souls’ of the
Gujeongdanbeop (九鼎丹法) as the successor.
The teacher's successor was a three-fourth brother who reached the 'four generations'.
The ambassador type was not excellent in material, so it could not exceed the ‘Three Levels’.
Everyone took it for granted that the three brother-in-law, who was a ‘circumstance’, became the
successor.
The sister was like that too.
She showed no particular interest in the operation of Taeilgwan.
She did, she believed.
Someone came down from the mountain in the moonlight.
The second sister-in-law was Yang Yeoryeong.
“Why aren’t you sleeping?”
“… … .”
Gongquan was so surprised that he only blinked his eyes.
Until now, the sister-in-law had never talked to her first.
He even did that to his master and his ambassador brother.
I wonder if the nickname 'Ice Princess' has stuck.
She couldn't believe it when the sister-in-law, who seemed to have hit an iron wall, approached her
friendly first.
“The crickets are too loud.”
"okay?"
That was all.
She brushed past her.
At that moment, Gongqushan habitually took a deep breath.
The cool mountain breeze and the sister-in-law's body odor, which had a different texture, pushed
to the tip of his nose.
But it was strange.
She didn't smell like her usual sister-in-law.
People in Taeilgwan wash their bodies using jodu (soap) made from soybeans.
If you use raw beans, a faint smell of soybeans will remain on your skin.
Men just skip it, but women used hwajeong oil (花精油, perfume extracted from flowers) to remove
it.
Her sister-in-law also has a fire-jeong oil that she likes to use.
But now, the body of her sister-in-law was smelling something other than essential oil.
It was a strange smell of sweat.
Gongchwisan unknowingly turned his gaze in the direction the sister came down.
‘Taesanggak’ stood heavily under the moonlight.
weird.
Like the fact that you talked to me first, and the strange behavior in the middle of the night... … .
After that, when I woke up from a nap to the sound of crickets, I would sneak out.
Just in case, like that day, the sister-in-law wanted to talk to her first.
Yeonjeokha clenched his fists and trembled.
“This old man. I don't want to say it, just say I don't want to do it. I really want to hit one, but I'm
holding back because I'm afraid I'll become a monster right away. what? You hit the head of the
pontiff for a cricket? oh hey old Write a little kindly.”
“There are many things in the world that are inherently difficult to understand. Don't think it's
something you haven't heard of for the first time. Your life would be absurd to someone else.”
“Ah, this old man is real. He tried to just let it go, but he said bullshit until the end. Yes. Is cricket a
yummae like that eumyanggo? So did the cricket whisper in your ear? To slap the teacher in the back
of the head? If that's the case, I'll believe you."
Gongchwisan shook his shoulders and laughed poodle poodle.
“Phehe! You have a very interesting imagination. The crickets I mentioned are just common
mountain crickets. I don't know if I'll hear it again tonight."
“So you’re going to stab me in the back tonight? oops, be scared You slept all day.”
"I'm just an ordinary old man now. What are you afraid of?"
“No, no. I hate it. Come and see.”
The jeokha meticulously searched Gongquishan's body.
It was because I was worried that I might have the same yeommae as Eum-Yang-Go.
However, only three and a half hermits were all that came out of Gongquishan's body.
“I’ll use this for my travel expenses.”
“The thief is trying to fool around.”
Yeon Jeok-ha became furious at the word ‘thief’.
“Who said this old man was a thief? Am I the old man's grandson? Where are you going to rub for
free?”
“Did I ask you to take me to Mt. Fengji? What travel expenses are you dragging along?”
Then, the jeokha quickly changed his words.
“Anyway, the old man has no time to spend this money. You know it's the end when you go to Mt.
Finally, I think you are doing a good job.”
“The last one is right, but since it was taken away by thieves, it can’t be called a good thing.”
“Wow. don't say a word yes i took it Are you okay?”
Gongqiu Mountain shrugged his shoulders.
As he said, he had it to himself anyway, but it was only one mana.
That night the deck was white with frost.
Autumn was over just like that.
***
starlight.
Yeosan.
Gwangmyeong Village.
Immediately after the intrusion of the uninvited guest, the three Baekduma troops issued a ban on
the Myeongwang cult.
He was worried that the monster would remain in Yeosan.
However, when nothing happened for three days, the Baekduma soldiers lifted the ban.
The Twelve Horsemen caused so much trouble in Gwangmyeong Village that they were reluctantly
released.
The twelve horsemen imprisoned in Gwangmyeong Village descended Mount Yeo like a herd of
hungry wolves.
Blood corn, Gunnam Song, was one of them.
Gunnam Song, who was walking down the mountain path with eight steps, hesitated.
I could feel someone's gaze from somewhere.
“Who are you!”
His cry reverberated through the mountains.
Before long, a middle-aged man appeared under a tree stained with red leaves.
This is Noh Do-gyeong, the Demonic Sword of the Demonic Cult.
However, Gunnam Song did not know the other person.
“Brother of Myeongwanggyo?”
Seeing the sword on the middle-aged man's back, he asked just in case.
"no."
“This is the holy place of Myeongwanggyo. If you are not from the Ming Dynasty, why did you come
to Mt. Lu?”
“There is one thing I really want to know, so I’ve been waiting for you.”
“Who are you waiting for?”
Song Gun-nam looked at Noh Do-gyeong with a puzzled face.
I didn't see any hostility, but the shameless face was a little annoying.
“The Twelve Horsemen or the Baekdu Horse Army are fine. Please answer. Which one are you?”
For a moment, Gunnam Song looked around with a startled face.
I thought it was an ambush, but luckily I didn't feel any other presence nearby.
“I am a twelve-horse soldier. Who are you, and why are you looking for the masters of our school?”
“I hope it’s fine. You don’t have to know who I am, let’s stick together coolly.”
“Quack! You came to Myeongwanggyo Seongsan and started a fight! You have a swollen liver!”
Gunnam Song's hands were stained red.
Nodo-kyung, who was watching him closely, nodded his head with a satisfied face.
“Now that I see it, it must have been Gunnam Song, a blood corn. I think it's much better than
rumors Did you get supernatural powers?"
“Isn’t this what it means to be carefree even after recognizing blood corn? Come on, I'll show you
the taste of superpowers! Go crazy!”
Song Kun-Nam swung his hands at his opponent like a thunderbolt.
Two red curtains flew towards Do-kyung Noh's head and body.
Nodo-kyung did not disrespect his opponent and hurriedly drew his sword and swung it.
Kwakwang! Boom!
An explosion occurred in the air when the tangible Jangyoung and the sword met.
Song Kun-nam, the adversary's official, moved forward rapidly to close the distance to his opponent.
Then Lord Nodo fiercely swung his sword.
It is all Hwangeom Nodo.
At that moment, twenty or so sword spirits created in the air attacked Gunnam Song.
"omg!"
Disappointed, Gunnam Song stepped backwards and hit Geomyoung frantically with both hands.
Boom! Boom! Boom! boom-!
Gunnam Song, who had been breaking the sword spirit for a while, let out a sharp scream, ‘Evil!’.
The sword spirit mercilessly cut through both of his shoulders.
Gunnam Song, his arms stretched out on the ground, asked with his white face.
“Everyone, who are you! What the hell are you saying I have a bad feeling!”
