The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 247

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Hwangshin opened the lid of the chest instead of answering.

The eyes of the men guarding the entrance change in the shining light of the silver wonbo, and their faces are ridiculed.

Their thoughts will be the same.

The water owner, maybe Hogu.

“These are the first people I see. Wait a minute. I will call someone to guide me.”

Whiik!

When I put my finger in my mouth and blew, a nice whistling sound came out, and soon a skinny commotion came running eagerly.

The sight of him panting as he ran a short distance made him wonder if he had eaten grass porridge in the evening.

“This guy is! Can’t come sooner!”

“…”

Jinmu slightly narrowed his eyes at the pitifully difficult look, but he didn’t say anything.

Although commotion is pitiful, they have their own lives.

You might be able to give a little help, just like you did to the commotions you met in Hyeonporu or other places.

However, the children in the realm of the casino or Sapaecheon are different. All those living around the child and his family belong to Sapa. One silver treasure returns as the sword that takes their lives.

why? Because everyone will try to take it.

When Jinmu was a sapaecheonju, he never forgave non-Murim people, especially those who touched children, but he could not be stopped.

because he is not a god

But at least it wasn’t to the point of starvation like that. At least I made sure that I was compensated for the work I did.

Jinmu had all of that monitored at Haomen. Even in Haomen, there was no reason to refuse. They are also valuable information assets.

Of course, the Metallurgical Party at the time couldn’t even straighten its flag properly.

The situation got worse as we followed the commotion deeper into the casino.

Jinmu narrowed his eyes at the commotion that all looked like bones.

Sapaecheon’s behavior was much more serious than words had heard.

Now that Sapaecheon is the era of Yu Yue-Qing, it is right to follow his rule.

But I can’t help but feel angry. No matter who ruled, the Murim people and the common people had to be strictly separated.

But this damn bastard is eating what he has spent decades building up like this.

When we meet later, I will definitely hold you accountable.

As they approached the gambling hall, they saw a dim light in the distance and heard shouts of unknown origin.

Wow!

By the time the shouts were loud enough to ring in the ears, the interior of the gambling house was clearly revealed.

“Kill!”

“Kill!”

With the heat so hot that their faces burned up, people shouting their throats as if they were drunk on something.

Many people cheered and crowded the place where the surroundings looked hazy as tobacco was smoked here and there.

A place surrounded by people holding up pieces of paper and shouting out bloody lines.

A life-and-death arena where someone’s victory is shouted and even someone’s death becomes entertainment.

Those who fight for their lives and those who scream for money are all the same.

Things I don’t want to see left or right. wipe it all away

Of course, the fight will be fought in a way that they are confident in. Killing them all is a bit like that.

“The emperor.”

“…?”

“Do you gamble?”

At the question, Hwangshin raised his shoulders and stuck out his chest. It must mean that you are confident.

In fact, the Eunwidan guys were good at catching all kinds of things like Haomun’s best.

In the midst of this, it is clear that a royal deity with hearing close to supersensory will read all the cards just by listening.

Today, Hwangshin looked exceptionally trustworthy.

“good. let’s go. I will have to wipe it out.”

Following the commotion, Jinmu passed through the arena of life and death and was guided to a high-end gambling arena.

* * *

“For you?”

The room owner asks Jinmu, who arrogantly sits cross-legged in the gambling room.

“What is the importance of a name to a gambler? Money is your name and status.”

When Jinmu noticed the room owner’s words, Hwangshin opened the lid of the box containing the gambling funds.

Click!

The gamblers’ eyes are full of greed in the bright light that is revealed when the chest is opened.

“Let’s begin!”

No one was curious about their status any more, and the room was instantly placed in a time of greed.

There is something called a goal in gambling.

Gambling played with thirty-two square cards made of animal bones.

clinging on.

The tiles are shuffled and divided.

Jinmu swallowed dry saliva.

In fact, he doesn’t know how to gamble. That is why the Hwangsin came up with it. It’s these gamblers if he’s going to show himself that way.

Go! Hwangshin!

Sweep them all away!

Hwang-sin’s eyes sharpen and his ears prick at the enthusiastic cheering that Jinmu shouts in his heart.

His super senses, which detect subtle sounds, begin to read the cards. In the midst of tension, each other’s cards come and go, matching pairs repeatedly, and money comes and goes silently.

It’s cool.

It’s not like a hand, it’s like a dagger flying into your chest.

Their hand movements in reading the market, deciding the money to bet, and turning the cards made me salivate as if watching a battle between those who reached the top.

Like those who are crazy about gambling, their hands are faster than flash battles.

But don’t worry.

Because Hwangshin’s hearing is more accurate than his eyes and faster than his hands.

The time when the first rooster in the morning roars and the dawn dawns dimly.

It wasn’t until the gambling hall closed that the tension that filled the room was relieved.

“Hot hot hot!”

The winner’s laugh.

“I’m sorry, so what? I should give this one a review. old number.”

jingle.

It’s not even a joke, it’s a joke.

The winner shows generosity and throws only five iron coins to the floor.

Jinmu looked at the steel mill with stunned eyes.

“…”

This bastard is not giving alms.

“The two of you will pay for the soup. If you are upset, will you come back tomorrow? Hot hot hot!”

went to the end

Holding the box…

Jinmu looked at Hwangsin with weak eyes. Facing him like that, Hwang-sin, exhausted from wasting all night, smiles brightly.

Hwangshin’s hearing was perfect. I just heard the sound of cards and all of them matched.

…I just didn’t know the rules of gambling.

No, but how can you gamble all night and not know how to win!

Despite Jinmu’s devouring eyes, Hwangshin only smiled.

are you laughing Smile?

Fuck!

Jinmu’s feet, filled with fatigue and anger from the all-nighter, began to tread on Hwangshin like mad.

“Queueek!”

What do you scream for doing well with your money away from your money?

The bastard with this head ornament.

die! kill it!

* * *

In the end, the gambling hall door was closed, and Jinmu and Hwangshin had to stare blankly at the closing door with the escort warriors who came with them.

The grand ambition to rob the gambling house and damage the metallurgical party disappeared overnight, leaving only five iron coins to buy a bowl of hangover soup to soothe a tired stomach all night.

It was literally blown away.

Tal Tal Tal Tal Tal!

Oh, the more I think about it, the more I get angry.

Hwangsin is a baby.

Jinmu opened his eyes, and Hwangshin, whose face was swollen, quickly turned his head and smoked a different voice.

oh damn bastard A mouthful bastard.

Subordinate oh ho I can’t do this bastard. If I meet Myung Se-chan later, I should ask him to change to another guy.

Jinmu shakes his head, but Hwangshin suddenly pricks up his ears and looks at one place.

swish

He turns his head with a serious expression and says something, but I don’t want to hear it… No, I don’t want to read it, bastard.

When Jinmu sighed and raised his fist, Hwangshin must have been in a hurry.

“Lord.”

“why! what!”

“There is some strange conversation over there.”

You are the strangely the best. Does this guy who can’t even gamble dare to change the subject to say he’s alive? You haven’t been hit yet

Seeing Jinmu roll up his arms, Hwangshin exclaims in contemplation.

“keen! The kid is falling over!”

“…?”

“Some bastard over there is giving away my son for gambling debts?”

Jinmu looks at Hwangsin with grim eyes.

Now this bastard even lies.

No matter how harsh the world is, there are parents who sell their children to pay off their gambling debts. Because I was abandoned by my parents too.

Let’s go.

Go see it once or else you know you’re going to die today.

* * *

Behind the casino.

There was a man who bowed his head servilely and three or four men who seemed to belong to a gambling house.

“One nyang.”

“Yes? Aigoo Yeom Adult. what is a kitty? This guy is still the most sincere among our children.”

A man with a mean face yells at the child who is shaking and shaking in his hand.

“Hey Hanga. The second one I brought in last time died in less than a month. Hiding the lung disease somewhere.”

“This guy is fine. Really. The limbs and body are fine! Unlike speed gnome, it is healthy. One more coin, please.”

“Noisy. If you want to take one, don’t if you don’t.”

Early morning at the casino when everyone went home.

Han Ga, the father of the child, was bargaining for one nyang or two over the child.

The target of the bargain is Yeomdeungsan, who manages the gambling house, and his subordinates.

“please.”

“….”

Yeom Deung-san, who grabbed the crotch of his pants and looked down at the ejaculating Hanga, smiled and threw a piece of silver from his bosom onto the floor.

“Take it and get out. I know there will be no soup next time.”

“Oh! Oh yeah!”

After bargaining, he handed the child over to Yeomdeungsan’s men and disappeared without looking back, holding the soil in his hands as if the fallen cat was more precious than the child he sold.

“Tsk tsk, there is no such thing as a son of a bitch. Two pieces of silver for my child’s life. Are you going to sell out my wife next time?”

Yeomdeungsan, who looked at the child who was left alone after the Hanga disappeared, smiled and squatted down.

“How old are you?”

“….”

The child who was abandoned by his heartless father was terrified, unable to speak, and only widened his eyes.

Damn!

“Such a spoiled brat. When an adult asks, you have to answer.”

A child with large red handprints left by an adult cannot even cry, trembles and urinates.

“This bastard. How old are you?”

As Yeomdeungsan opened his eyes, the child raised two trembling bracken hands and folded three of them.

“But this bastard isn’t talking! sudden!”

When Yeomdeungsan raised his hand again, the child closed his eyes tightly and shook his head.

“Ha, that’s it. let’s not talk By the way, it’s seven, right?”

After thinking for a while, he asks Subha who is holding the child’s hand.

“Hey, how many children do we have to send to the parish?”

“Eight this month.”

“Then we can fill it up and send it to you.”

“yes.”

“Good. take it and wash it Eat well to gain weight for a while.”

“All right.”

Yeomdeungsan said so and left, and Suha bowed her head in greeting and entered the gambling hall with the child.

* * *

“The Emperor.”

“…”

The Hwangshin could not answer.

The eyes of Jinmu, who did not take his eyes off the child even for a moment, are cold.

It felt as if my shoulders were being pressed under the illusion that the atmosphere had become heavy.

“Follow me.”

“…”

“And kill.”

I felt like my heart was being squeezed by those few words.

scary.

He wasn’t angry, and he didn’t show any intention to live.

It was just the atmosphere around him. Hwangshin thought that Jinmu was several times more terrifying than Jinmu when he fought Palmyeo.

“go.”

At Jinmu’s command, Hwangshin hurriedly lowered his head and disappeared.

Left alone, Jinmu quietly looked into the alley.

I stared blankly at the place where the person named Yeomdeungsan, his subordinates, and children had been.

Their footprints are left on the ground.

And you can see the traces left by the hand of the Han family who hurriedly picked up a piece of silver.

Boo-wook!

Jinmu tore off the bast mask covering his face and handed it to one of the remaining guards.

“Go back. And tell Haomen my words.”

“…”

“Erasing the metallurgical party in Buhyeon.”

After that, Jinmu moved slowly into the alley.

He had no expression on his face. The smile he always had, and his fangs, were no longer visible.

His eyes were filled with morale as if a storm was raging, and even though he did not raise his momentum, the murderous spirit spread and encroached on all sides as if suppressing it.