Episode 136. Do you know the head of the house?
Hwayong reading heart Namgungyeon said in a calm tone.
“Most crappy fortune-tellers play tricks like that. Did you go through labor because of the persimmon tree? Whoops! All mothers in the world risk their lives to give birth to children.”
“ah!”
“’Do you have a brother?’ and get some information about it by taking a chance first. At that time, your expression was dark, so I assumed that friendship was bad.”
“Then how did he know about the nine thousand nine swords?”
“From the beginning, you said Gucheonhyeonnyeo was your teacher. That’s why the woman quietly threw the bait, saying, ‘Are you doing well with what you taught?’ You went over there and confided the nine thousand nine swords. After that, the Gucheongu Sword naturally did something.”
“I see! I was the one who taught you everything!”
Yeonjeokha hit me on the head with a reproachful face.
Come to think of it, it was as Namgoongyeon said.
Comrade Gu Chun spoke as if he knew something, and for a moment I mistook her for a wise woman.
Dong-gu Cheon, who was listening, hurriedly shook his head.
“Oh no. I really like Gucheonhyeonnyeo...”
“Old Shim. If Gucheonhyeonnyeo’s name comes out of this woman’s mouth again, pull out her tongue.”
“yes! A whimsical year. Keep talking. Let me taste your hands after a long time.”
I stared at Gu Chun’s mother with eyes full of heartache.
He was ashamed of having been fooled for a moment.
It’s the first time in a long time, so I can’t believe that I can do it, but I can’t believe that I’ve been called Gumil Bokgeom!
‘It’s not enough even if I kill it!’
A blue beam of light poured out of the small eyes of heartache.
Gu Chun’s mother did not dare to make eye contact with him and quietly put her down.
The spirit of the villagers, who seemed to be ready to fight for their lives, was also dampened. They also have eyes and ears, so they are disappointed in Gu Chun’s mother.
Of course, that doesn’t mean that the gaze has completely changed like Yeon Jeok-ha and the others. As much as they have been accustomed to Gucheondongmo’s splendid rhetoric for a long time, they have remained dubious.
Comrade Gu Cheon could not give up her last hope and cautiously said a word.
“Well, what if I was really him... you guys are just guessing.”
Even in the midst of that, he did not mention the name of Gucheonhyeonnyeo, who said he would live.
Yeonjeokha looked down at Gucheondongmo with a sullen expression.
“Madame. Sinseon who kills people is my specification. And crucially, Gucheonhyeonnyeo doesn’t kill children like Ajumma. Ajumma crossed the line.”
Only then did Gucheon-dongmo realize that the young man’s heart had completely changed.
It’s a very different attitude from when she called herself a fairy.
Now, even if she was the real incarnation of the real Gucheonhyeonnyeo, she would not let her go.
“Okay, I was wrong. Please forgive me.”
Dongmo Gucheon groaned and rubbed her hands vigorously.
With that, all the stature she had built up was destroyed.
The villagers looked at Gucheon Dongmo and Yeonjeokha alternately with surprised eyes.
Soon after, a word or two of curse words broke out among the villagers.
As if a blocked dam burst, the swearing grew louder and louder.
Some even jumped up and down as if they were going to run at any moment.
It seems that Dongmo Gucheon has done a lot of bad things in the name of Hyeonnyeo Gucheon.
“Madame. Why did you do that?”
To Yeonjeokha’s question, Dongmo Gucheon answered with a crawling voice.
“To get more money...”
“Then you should have said that you would cast out evil spirits.”
“To make the villagers’ faith stronger, someone...”
“A sacrifice was needed?”
“...”
Dongmo Gucheon kept her mouth shut like a mute who had eaten honey.
At that moment, a woman’s scream erupted from among the villagers.
“Ah! crazy bitch! Four years was a demon! Save my child! Save my child!”
They silently entered the manor in the form of defeated soldiers with drooping shoulders.
Joo Yu-sim secretly sighed in front of the hall used by the welcome god Ung Jae-gwi.
As he hesitated, Ung Jae-gwi’s voice came.
“If you come, what are you doing without coming in?”
“yes.”
In the end, Joo Yoo-shim stood on the island with a resigned face.
The footsteps walking on the floor are ten thousand.
Ung Jae-gwi, who was sitting on a high table and looking at the open door, furrowed his eyebrows.
I sent three twelve horsemen and only one came back?
As soon as Joo Yoo-sim sat down, Ung Jae-gwi asked in a sharp voice.
“Why did the others come here alone?”
“That’s... the dark horse and the great lord of darkness lost their lives to that guy. Only Sokha and the six of the darkness have survived. Please forgive me. Lord.”
Ung Jae-gwi trembled and said.
“Didn’t I tell you not to fight against it, but to figure out what the bastard is doing and come back!”
“We wanted to do that too, but circumstances just happened.”
Joo Yoo-sim told Ung Jae-gwi, who was furious, about the fight the day before.
“...Then the Dark Horse and the Lord of Darkness were fatally wounded at the same time. Of course, even the old man Gucheonnodo was better than the Twelve Horsemen.”
“Hmm!”
A groan escaped from Uncle’s mouth.
If there were two masters like that, it was a miracle that Ju Yu-sim came back alive.
It was a waste to lose two of the Twelve Horses, but the water had already spilled.
Ung Jae-gwi tried to mend his tattered heart.
“Huh! Where in the world are such people... Do you know anything about their Samantha?”
“It’s a little hard to believe, but according to what Sokha did, he was from Waryongjang, and Gucheonnodo learned martial arts from Yeonjeokha.”
“Waryongjang? Are you talking about the waryongjang who was in the seat of the Wolha Church of Enshi?”
“That’s right. He is said to be the son of a true moon swordsman.”
“Crazy... that two of the twelve horse soldiers were killed by people from Waryongjang?”
Ung Jae-gwi grabbed his temple with one hand as he suddenly had a headache.
Joo Yu-shim, who was looking at Ung Jae-gui’s complexion, spoke cautiously.
“By the way, my lord. Do you know anything about the change of the Twelve Horsemen?”
“A change in the Twelve Horsemen? What do you mean?”
“It was a truly horrifying figure after the death of the dark horse and the great master of darkness
.
“bloke! Make it clear what you mean.”
Joo Yu-shim calmly said after organizing her thoughts for a while.
“When the Dark Horse and the Lord of Darkness died, they turned into grotesque figures. The black horse became a dark red monster with horns on the top of its head. Neither looked like a man nor spoke human words.”
“What bullshit is that? Have you had a drink or something?”
“no. Upon death, both of them turned into black monsters. If you ask the guys from the Black Darkness Band who have returned alive, they will give you the same answer.”
“The Twelve Horsemen turned into monsters after they died?”
“yes.”
Joo Yu-shim looked at Ung Jae-gwi’s complexion along with the answer.
Judging by the bewildered look on his face, it seems he didn’t even know.
“Even when the enemy enemy killed them again... they all turned to dust and disappeared.”
“what? You mean you didn’t even leave a body?”
Only then did Ung Jae-gwi’s expression turn serious.
“yes. I saw them with my own two eyes as they were scattered like dust. Do you know why this happens to the Twelve Horsemen?”
Ju Yu-sim looked at Ung Jae-gwi with anxious eyes.
He considered the process of becoming a soldier of the Twelve Horses as a kind of great law of suction. Most of the Twelve Horsemen understood and accepted it that way. However, the result was completely different from that.
What the hell did they do?