The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 408

Jinmu couldn’t help thinking for a moment.

The emperor began to take an interest in himself.

It’s like a guy with nothing to do.

It was to live quietly in a comfortable imperial palace, so why would you want to get involved in the affairs of an unmanned man?

Well, since he also had ears to hear, it was enough to show interest in himself, who almost put Jeongsama under his feet.

But it won’t end with this one.

Even if he confines Gyeryocho and erases the traces, he will definitely send another messenger because he knows that he is in the Demonic Cult.

Those who are originally on top of other people’s heads are usually like that.

If you can’t get what you want, you can’t give up.

Even I have a tendency to hold on until the end if I’m not satisfied, let alone the emperor who is said to be the owner of the world.

Shit, break through the walls of the ecliptic in the yard where Taegeukunil was also achieved?

Should I go and grab the Emperor by the collar and show him dignity by bowing his head under his feet like the Qingmu inspector did?

Hmm, that doesn’t sound like a good idea.

There’s nothing to be afraid of if you’re alone, but now there are quite a few things that are intertwined.

From shamans to Sapaecheon, to the Demonic Cult, or even the Protestant Church.

If this damn bastard tries to burn down a thatched house to catch a bedbug, Moorim will not have the ability to endure. Geumgun is not a kid’s joke.

“Damn it’s bothering me.”

What should I do…

Jinmu touched his chin while smiling bitterly. It was a habit that came out when thinking about something.

However, as always, the trouble was short and the conclusion was quick.

When did you say that you acted while thinking about this or that bothering you?

“Cheongsang!”

“yes?”

“I have to leave.”

“…yes?”

suddenly?

The absurd expression wasn’t limited to Cheong Sang.

Neungsuhyeon Hwangsin and the children, even the leaders of the Demonic Cult all stared at Jinmu with their mouths wide open.

Except for Chung-woo, who is not interested because he does not understand the situation itself.

In my heart, I wanted to openly ask if you were crazy, but if I did, it was certain that I would end up on the road to hell, so I couldn’t bear to say it and kept paying attention to Cheongsang.

It was because he was the only one among those gathered in Daejeon who could refute Jinmu.

Cheongsang, who received everyone’s longing eyes so that his skin was pierced, sighed deeply and asked.

“Uh… Sasuk?”

“what?”

“Didn’t you say that you would create a new Demonic Cult in Xinjiang?”

“It did.”

“But why don’t you do anything…”

“What are you talking about?”

“yes?”

“You’ve done it.”

“….”

The absurdity that filled Daejeon grew bigger and bigger as Jinmu spoke confidently.

What? when?

Did everyone feel that they were asking that question with their glancing eyes?

Jinmu let out a deep sigh and told Cheongsang, no, everyone.

“There’s nothing wrong with this guy.”

“…”

“I’m just leaving it alone. Then, as time goes by, I will gradually establish a system. The powerful will create a new force, and the powerless will grow into a force little by little.”

“If you do, won’t someone reign again?”

“It will.”

Jinmu nodded his head with an expression of course.

“Then maybe another Cheonsan will come out?”

“How is that?”

“yes?”

“Anyway, that’s the way of the world. If one collapses, here and there will do everything to claim supremacy. It’ll be chaotic for a while, but over time, a few of the better guys’ factions will take their place. And that is order.”

“If you do, are you going to neglect the war?”

“Isn’t that obvious? That’s the life of an unmanned man. You can’t tell the hot-blooded guys not to fight just because they created a religion.”

Everyone, including Cheongsang, couldn’t understand Jinmu’s words.

Then, what is the difference between the Protestant religion that Jinmu spoke of and the existing demonic religion?

“But you must protect what you protect.”

“What if you said you would protect it?”

“Fighting is between warriors. You won’t be able to live without intertwining with Mincho, but you’ll just remain in a cooperative relationship. Strictly separated, different from now.”

“Um… But after Sasook leaves, will the demon cultists keep it?”

“Are you going to keep it?”

“…?”

“Are they there?”

Cheongsang turned his head at Jinmu’s pointing.

The elders of the Demonic Cult and the heads of the six families.

“From now on, they will be strict bystanders.”

“…”

“Existing as a Demonic Cult in Heavenly Mountain, acting as a watchdog until the new system is fully established.”

“It would be nice if that were the case, but they will also need a means of control…”

At Cheongsang’s muttering, Jinmu smiled and stared blankly at the seat on the platform.

“Aren’t there any guys who stray?”

“…?”

“Because I will sit there until Buk Ri Do-cheon dies. Now that I have become a loser, I will properly raise a successor, and when he dies, that successor will sit there.”

“ah!”

Only then did the cheong-sang come to understand.

No, everyone nodded in agreement.

It must have been the conversation that Jinmu had with Bukri Docheon.

To guarantee freedom to the Murim of Xinjiang and to make Northern Lidocheon the last leader of the disappearing Demonic Cult.

And Cheonsan will be a thorough bystander with the door locked and a watcher who watches what needs to be protected.

And there was no doubt that the person who would play that role was Bukri Docheon.

“And finally, if I hear that someone is going astray… then I’ll have to come back.”

“…!”

“Bukri Docheon will die soon, but I still have many days to live. More than anyone here.”

Jinmu smiled evilly and glanced at the leaders of the Demonic Cult.

The heads of the Demonic Cult swallowed dry saliva at the sight of the world’s most brutal threat, recalling the Hwabulyu.

He’s still a guy

If it bothered him, it was certain that he would chase him to the ends of the earth and make him neither die nor live.

“Now then, I believe that you have roughly understood it, shall we just disappear? I don’t think it would be comfortable for me to be there.”

“How can you say that…”

“They are saying shit. I can clearly see your inner thoughts, you guys.”

Seeing Jinmu’s glaring eyes with a mischievous face, the leaders of the Demonic Cult lowered their heads with a bewildered expression, and Cheongsang, who understood everything, nodded with a clear face.

On the outside, Sasook behaves arbitrarily, but Sasook walks wherever his feet take him.

As always, a deep meaning always accompanies him along the way

.

“yes?”

Jinmu, who had been shaking his butt, looked at Mokdeung-yeo as if he had suddenly remembered and said.

“I mean, just in case. If another person from the imperial palace comes, say no. where did you go?”

“All right.”

“And the excavation of the Great Palace.”

“Yes, Lord!”

Daegung and Gakchul responded vigorously to Jinmu’s call.

“Please contact Haomen and Opening. Erase all traces of me from now on. So that the imperial palace bastards cannot find it.”

“yes!”

Jinmu nodded his head in satisfaction at the answer of the two and got up from his seat.

“Let’s go!”

As soon as the decision was made and he was about to leave Daejeon, Bukri Dopyeong hurriedly ran to stop Jinmu from walking.

“Sir!”

“huh? why?”

Despite the urgent call, Jinmu was only cheerful.

“No matter how far you go, how are you going to go without preparing anything? Prepare so that I will not be uncomfortable on the road…”

“It’s okay. What is cumbersome preparation?”

“…”

“Look over there. There are Hwangsin who organizes the camp well and makes pears if he is in a hurry, there is an extrovert who will make money wherever he goes, and a young man who eats anything well… Anyway, there are a lot of them. So don’t worry about it.”

“…”

Buk-ri Do-pyeong couldn’t help but be surprised.

Jinmoo He is a bigger soldier than I thought. How can it be that there is no self-interest?

But that was it, and I couldn’t bear to let him go.

After thinking about it for a while, Bukri Dopyeong took out a heavy bag from his bosom and presented it to Jinmu.

“Then use this for travel expenses.”

“….”

Jinmu let out a big laugh at the front pouch that came forward while lowering his head.

“One person is true. That’s right, heh heh heh.”

“…”

He said that, but the bag on his hand seemed to be sucked into Jinmu’s hand in an instant, and it landed in his arms.

“Heh heh heh!”

“…”

It was an overly exaggerated laugh.

“If this person is you, what will the other person become? huh? is not it? Wouldn’t you like to dedicate your entire bag to this because everyone else said they weren’t ready? uh? Ugh heh heh heh!” The word

“…”

is obviously not acceptable, but why is it that the eyes are full of greed and the eyebrows are soaring in reverse… It is a threat.

If you want to live, you must give.

“If you add this to your travel expenses…”

“Mine too…”

“Me too…”

“Uh heh heh heh! It’s because these people are fine. Why are the so-called warriors of the Demonic Cult so full of compassion?”

Shush ShuShoot ShuShoot!

What a miracle.

To think that he was spending such an amazing amount of money just to receive and take care of the bag. laughing at that too.

It was to the extent that it was as if his hand was missing.

Then all of a sudden

“…”

Jinmu’s hand stopped.

Elder Yuk Ji-ma-dong, who was holding up his pouch, looked up with a puzzled expression.

Jinmu, whose face was bizarrely distorted, laughed.

“You… are such a small person, but is it because you are only five feet old?”

“…”

Ma-dong Yuk could immediately recognize that the reason was that the anterior pouch he had taken out was noticeably smaller than the others.

“That’s true… that’s why I look like a bad guy who takes out a flea’s liver and eats it.”

“…”

I laugh, but it’s creepy.

Feeling goosebumps running down his back and stiffening the nape of his neck, Ma-dong Yuk quickly loosened his front pouch with a contemplative expression.

“That slip.”

“…!”

Seeing this, Jinmu’s expression suddenly hardened.

that ticket? That’s seven hundred nyang!

“Ha ha ha ha ha! this person! Being small is just farming and farming. Aren’t small peppers originally spicy? cancer don’t I will never forget your loyalty.”

Jinmu quickly put the bag into his chest and vigorously patted the land horse on the shoulder.

Just a few words and laughter to wipe out that much money.

Gakchul realized that there is a sky above the sky.

A trinity of girls?

It was all bullshit in front of Jinmu.

“Uh heh heh heh! Then I’ll go and see. Goodbye!”

Paaang!

As if someone might steal it again, Jinmu ran out of Daejeon like a flash battle with all the elders and heads of the six families in his arms.

“Four sasuk!”

Cheongsang and Cheongwu, carrying Wooyangjin, hurriedly followed.

“God!”

“Lord!”

Hwangsin and children, including Neungseo-hyeon Daegung, threw their bodies.

“…”

The heads of the Demonic Cult, who looked at the backs of them as they disappeared, all became dazed.

Jinmu, the leader of the Protestant Church.

He came with a strong step and destroyed the heavenly mountain alone, ending the history of the Demonic Cult and creating a new history.

And until the end, it left like a storm.

Taking all the money away…