The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 463

Jinmu’s group, who returned as shamans, took up residence at Chungheoam.

It was because Myeong-jin still lived there.

If it was the original Chungheoam, it would have been a bit cramped for the entire party to stay, but after the construction of Oryonggung, Chungheoam was also expanded and there was rather space left even after all of them entered.

Because Jinmu, who returned after a long time, drank all night, those who lived in Chungheoam did not go to sleep until dawn.

And the hour when dawn dawns dimly.

Song Song Song Tak Tak Tak.

Sizzle sizzle.

The sound of knives dazzling across the chopping board resounded, and the scent of meat pulled out of fat on a large iron plate and vegetables mixed with vegetables enveloped the entire Chungheoam in the morning mist.

“Sniff sniff sniff…”

Chung-woo, who had been sleeping unknowingly, instinctively opened his nose even in his sleep.

gulp.

At the smell that made her mouth water, Cheongwu jumped up as if she was asleep and walked away in a daze, like a sleepwalker.

The scent is getting thicker and the sound in my ears is getting louder and louder.

And finally, let’s get to the source.

Fuck!

“Awesome!”

Feeling the flash of fire, Chungwoo cupped his head with both hands and widened his eyes.

“Where does this come from?”

“…”

It was Dang Se-ryeong, wearing an apron and holding a kitchen knife in one hand and a ladle the size of her arm in the other.

“Aren’t you wiping your saliva? Make sure of this!”

“Yes, yes.”

At Dang Se-ryeong’s words, Chung-wu hurriedly wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

The smell was so delicious that he must have drool without realizing it.

But what is it?

She’s been preparing the dishes since dawn when the sun hasn’t even risen yet…?

“Breakfast will be prepared at the Oryong Palace, so why don’t you do it yourself… But do you know how to cook?”

When Chung-wu asked fiercely, Dang Se-ryeong smiled coolly while slightly lifting the kitchen knife.

“Your Chungwoo… don’t you know that if you talk too much unnecessarily, you will die early?”

“….”

I don’t know anything else, but I could be cooked as a first-class sleeper.

Cheng-wu, who had goosebumps, trembled and took a backward step.

I now know that I am not your step-aunt. Because I didn’t do it with my own mouth.

But isn’t she a really changeable woman?

Until a while ago, she looked like a young lady, but now she has the same crazy personality as when we first met, so I was confused about what the hell she really was.

“Put the food out. I will go and bring Master Myungjin.”

“…”

No, since when did teacher Myeongjin become your master?

And why are you bringing me?

He wanted to ask, but feeling as if a great misfortune would come upon him if he asked more, Chungwoo quickly went to the iron plate and began to put food in a bowl.

In the meantime, Dang Se-ryeong, who had approached Myung-jin’s room, cleared his throat and said,

“Master, did you cough?”

“…”

Myeong-jin, who refined his clothes at the call with a polite voice in the world, opened the door.

“What are you doing at this early hour?”

“I have prepared breakfast.”

“Heo Heo Tang Family’s Jade Jade Yeop himself?”

“Yes, Master. It seems like you drank too much overnight, so I prepared it so that it would not burden your stomach.”

Dang Se-ryeong, who answered with a sweet smile, was back as the courtesy lady Yojo.

“Hoo!”

Myeong-jin came out and looked surprised when he saw the smell of food filling Chungheo-am and Chung-wu diligently preparing a meal.

“Cheongwoo, are you awake already?”

“Yes it helped me. It was a long time ago, so he was very enthusiastic.”

“Heh heh yes.”

“…”

In response to Dang Se-ryeong’s answer, Myung-jin looked at Chung-woo with warm eyes.

“I am sorry about this. Even though I couldn’t treat the guests who came to the head office, I was able to receive them…”

“Don’t worry, just sit down. The long-awaited food gets cold.”

“Heh heh.”

Seeing Dang Se-ryeong, who is polite and unassuming, Myeong-jin happily swept his beard and sat down.

“What about the other children?”

“Because Dojo Jinmu went up to the Oryong Palace to teach training early in the morning, everyone followed except for Dojang Cheongwu.”

“Hehe, are you talking already? One guy too. without waking this master. How can the thought of Samun be so heartbreaking…. He doesn’t take a day off.”

“I mean.”

Myungjin smiled and nodded and called out to Chungwoo.

“Cheongwoo.”

“yes?”

“First, thank your granddaughter. Didn’t He who deserves to be treated prepare a meal for us?”

“…”

When Chungwoo made a confused expression, Dang Se-ryeong covered his mouth with his hand and shouted as if he was ashamed.

“you’re welcome. Just because I woke up first…”

The Empress did a really good job educating her children.”

“It’s too much praise, ho-ho.”

“…”

Chung-woo, who was watching the two of them, could not close his gaping mouth.

What the hell kind of weird thing is this?

Her dog-like personality was well-known among the group.

Wasn’t her swear word second to none even the emperor?

Just a little while ago, he glared at him as if he was going to eat him…

“Sajo. What a misunderstanding…”

“Oops! Aren’t you short of Chungwoo Dojang? I forgot I had to give more.”

Chung-wu was about to say something to Myeong-jin, but Dang Se-ryeong suddenly interrupted and stood with his back to Myeong-jin.

[Hey Pig. shut up agari Before tearing it apart vertically and horizontally.]

“….”

Cheng-woo hurriedly shut his mouth at Dang Se-ryeong’s ferocious electrical sound that hit her ear and eyes that seemed like she would kill anyone in an instant.

“Cheongwoo? What did you just mean?”

“yes? what what?”

“No, there must have been some misunderstanding earlier…”

“Me? when? Could it be?”

Myeong-jin, who was watching Cheong-woo shaking his head violently while sweating like it was raining, smiled and invited Dang Se-ryeong to sit down.

“One guy. fresh. Please sit down here too. Let’s lift together.”

“Maybe? Ho ho ho.”

Dang Se-ryeong responded quickly and sat down next to Myeong-jin.

So softly…

“No, no! Hehe, this really tastes like this. You are really good at cooking. My mouth will be good today.”

“It’s too much praise, ho-ho!”

“…”

Where is the end of that heinousness?

Cheng-wu couldn’t understand why Dang Se-ryeong was doing that.

But worry for a while. No matter what anyone says, he hurriedly stuffed food into his mouth, befitting an appetite-oriented person.

Dang Se-ryeong looked at the two and laughed inwardly.

After being caught by the Tang family, he realized how reckless he was.

Do not aim directly at Jinmu.

There’s no way he could match that crappy personality.

I thought so.

Jinmu strategy.

First of all, take a close look at the surroundings and make a noose.

So when we met again, I tried to be as truthful as possible and figured out the people around me.

Those who will help and those who won’t.

However, Cheongsang, who he thought was the most powerful person to help him, was pure dog hair.

So, in the end, the first chosen was Hwangsin, who was said to always be around.

And when I came to the shaman, I found out.

Myungjin, Jinmu’s teacher.

I was convinced that Jinmu, who pretended to be proud of the world, could make Jinmu his own if he won the heart of the only polite person.

War with the Palace?

What does that have to do with you?

From now on, she stays in the shaman and unconditionally attracts him to her side.

It might take some time, but victory would be theirs in the end.

“Teacher, try some more of this.”

As soon as Dang Se-ryeong’s bowl was empty, he quickly filled it with new food.

“Hehe, Dang So-jeo is very considerate.”

“you’re welcome. I’ve brewed your favorite tea, so I’ll prepare it as soon as the meal is over.”

“Heh heh heh! I will be grateful.”

Along with Myeong-jin’s laugh, Dang Se-ryeong’s conspiracy was gradually approaching victory.

* * *

“What? Why do you get chills?”

Jinmu, who climbed the Oryong Palace early in the morning, trembled as if he felt the chill.

“Maybe it’s because the morning air is chilly?”

“is it?”

Well, maybe.

It was a Jinmu that did not block the cold with its internal energy.

It has risen to the point where it has reached all but not all, but it may not have reached the point where it has not reached the point where it is still in the middle of the day.

Anyway, Jinmu frowned as if he was pathetic as he looked at the Oryonggung, where the lights were off.

“under! These bastards… the future of shamans? What kind of future do these guys who sleep all day?”

“…”

Jinmu’s sarcasm made the people behind him widen their eyes.

Is it this time?

The early morning chicken hasn’t even kicked in yet, so it’s only natural that he’s sleeping.

However, there was no crazy person who would dare to try to refute Jinmu.

“Cheongsang!”

“yes!”

At Jinmu’s call, Cheongsang raised the gong in his hand and struck it vigorously.

jing! whining! Geeying!

The repeated ringing of the gong and the roaring cry of the Qingsang awakened the dawn of the Oryong Palace.

“Start training at dawn! The disciples of Ohryonggung, come quickly to the gymnasium!”

Jinmu laughed happily at the rather muffled voice.

Our Cheongsang has improved a lot in the meantime.

Yes, guys like you are the future of our shamans.

Those lazy things who don’t even know the eternal truth that the early bird catches the worm are just insectivores. It’s a rice bug. cancer don’t

Even for the sake of the shaman, I will surely drive out those useless things.

“One, two…”

Jinmu started counting the numbers quietly from the moment the first gong rang.

In the meantime, I saw a few people who had heard the voice and came out hesitantly with expressions that were not awake.

“…heat.”

Jinmu only counted to ten.

That was enough to put on clothes and pop out.

“Get out.”

Hey hey!

Habits carved into the body are a frightening law.

Grabbing the bones of the Tianshan Snow Tomb, Gakchul ran toward the Dragon Palace at breakneck speed.

“Hwang Shin-ah.”

“yes!”

“Cook properly.”

Then Hwangshin disappears…

“Seohyun. Don’t kill it, um… dislocation is fine.”

“…!”

Papak!

Seohyun Neung jumped in.

After that, there was no need to explain.

Kwajik Kwajik! Puck puck.

“Queueek!”

“Kwaaaek!”

In the middle of the night, Oh Ryong-gung, who had been soundly asleep due to the beatings pouring down like redheads, began to wake up with a desperate scream.

And Jinmu, who jumped out first and approached the wide-eyed disciples, spoke grimly.

“Let’s start training.”

“….”

* * *

Ten hellish days passed.

All of the shamans knew that training had begun at the Oryong Palace.

And finally, it started to work.

“Excommunicate me!”

“…”

The master craftsman couldn’t contain his absurdity at the solemn cry of the disciples of Oryonggung who had gathered and knelt down.

What does this mean?

Why did the well-behaved disciples suddenly come to the Hero’s Palace early in the morning and excommunicate them?

Originally, excommunication was something that would be a huge stain on a warrior, so there was no request from the victim.

“What do you mean, colossus? How?”

Normally, I would have severely scolded them and sent them back to the Oryong Palace, but there were too many of them.

Thinking there must be some reason, the master craftsman demanded an explanation.

“I can’t stand it any longer. Ugh!”

“…”

“I feel like I’m really going to die!”

In an instant, the front yard of the Hero’s Palace was filled with wails.

“What the hell is this…”

“Master.”

“huh?”

“Looks like it’s because of the training that’s been going on in the Oryong Palace lately.”

“Soo training?”

“Haven’t you heard of it already? Every morning…”

“Ah! I’ve heard of it… but it’s training anyway.”

It was after I heard that Jinmu had started directing the training of the three great disciples.

No one paid any attention to Ohryonggung because it was already allowed by the elders and masters.

No matter how harsh the training is, it is said that the shaman is training himself, not anyone else, so who is to say anything about it?

“Uh-huh, no matter how hard these guys are training, what will they do if they come in packs of wolves?”

“…”

“The Shaman District Prosecutor’s Office has an idea, so it’s going to give you a trial.”

As the master craftsman scolded him, the three great disciples in front spoke pitifully with a tear-stained face.

“…it’s hot.”

“huh? group?”

“yes. Lose. They beat me up for waking up late.”

“No, then it should happen sooner…”

“Time keeps pulling.”

“….”

“I think they beat me for not eating quickly, beat me for not eating well, and beat me for taking anything. I just can’t stand it. It hurts so much. At this rate, I think I will die before I can even become

a guru.

It’s only natural that corporal punishment is given in a reasonable line if you go through training carelessly or fail to follow through

.

“no.”

The disciple shook his head and said.

“A bony guy, a swearer, and an expert on dislocations.”

“…?”

Aside from swearing and swearing…

What kind of expert are you?