Chapter 216

Episode 216. There is no such shrine.

Even though Gucheonno was in a fit of heart, he eventually returned home with a diamond sword.

Maybe he was more angry because he knew he would do it.

That night, he threw the rusty keumgangjeo in the corner of the room and went back to sleep.

the next morning.

It is around the time Lee Cheol-san and his party in Bankan-do finish their breakfast.

I didn’t even call, but the village chief came and snooped here and there.

“The old man.”

“Yes, old man.”

The village chief approached with quick steps when heart pain, who looked older than himself, called.

“There seems to be an old man dead in the shrine outside the village. Give me a funeral.”

“A god?”

The village chief tilted his head.

This is because there is nothing to call a shrine near Jowonchon.

“Why is there an old shrine about this li (about 800 meters) east of the village? There is an old man who looks like me dead. From the looks of it, he seems to be from this village. Please give me a funeral.”

Only then did the village chief look at the heartache with startled eyes.

Heartache, not wanting to be misunderstood as having killed a person for no reason, hurriedly said.

“I didn’t kill you, so don’t look at me like that. He must have died of old age. If I had killed you, would you have asked me to give you a funeral?”

“no. So I didn’t see it. To the east, there is nothing worthy of a shrine.”

“Because there is. It was shabby, but there was a shrine. Think carefully.”

“ah! There is a strange house site you mentioned in the woods. Are you referring to that?”

“A homestead? Then no. I meant a shrine It’s a shrine with the main gate intact. When I went in, there was a large folding screen and dozens of mortuary tablets on the statue of General Rakshalsang?”

“That is very strange. There is no such shrine in our village.”

“her! this person. You’ll soon find out, you’re lying. I heard they were in the woods about two miles away.”

As the heartache and the village chief spoke for a long time, Lee Cheol-san approached.

“Old Sim. Is there a problem?”

“No, I went out for a walk last night and took an old drunken man to the shrine. But the village chief said that there is no shrine in the village. Does this make sense?”

Lee Cheol-san turned his gaze to the village chief.

“Old Sim is not one to talk nonsense. Tell me the truth.”

Then, as if the village chief was frustrated, he hit me on the chest ‘Pok-Pok-Pok’.

“Oh, warriors! I am a person who knows nothing about this town. I even know how many rice bowls are in someone’s house. There is no shrine in the village or within 10 li (about 4 km) nearby.”

Lee Cheol-san shrugged his shoulders in pain.

“I guess so.”

I looked at the village chief and Lee Chul-san alternately with an absurd face.

“So you’re saying I’m lying? Do you have something to eat?”

The words of heartache were true, so Lee Cheol-san only scratched the back of his head.

“No? I must have said no!”

The heartache, which had been raging, hugged the village chief’s waist with one arm and performed light maneuvers.

In the blink of an eye, the heartache and the village chief disappeared.

Surprised, Cheolsan Lee hurriedly flew after Simtong.

Heart pain went to the spot where he met the old man last night and then moved east.

For him, this distance is by no means far.

How many times did the village chief in his arms say ‘Huh? uh?’ I’ve already passed this li while doing it.

‘I’m sure it’s somewhere around here.’

The heartache went a little further when the shrine did not appear.

Having gone five li (about 2 km) in one go, he came back three li (1.2 km).

When I looked around the place where the shrine had been, I saw something that looked like a house, just as the village chief had said.

The village chief said with a dying face.

“Oh, didn’t I tell you? There is only a house site here.”

Lee Cheol-san, who arrived late, alternately looked at Simtong and the village chief.

Apparently, the shrine Simtong mentioned and the house site the village head mentioned seemed to be the same place.

‘How could that be?’

At that time, the village chief threw a word in response to the matter.

“It seems that the elder had a bad dream last night.”

It seemed like a nightmare to hear that someone had died, but the sound didn’t come out.

The heartache from carefully looking around the house site was ‘Hey!’ and disappeared like a ghost.

After a while, heartache appeared at the house where we stayed overnight.

He hurried into the room like a man whose tail caught fire.

No one in the world will understand his decision like this.

“I have no faith. Of course, there are limits to the loyalty you can show. It’s not like there’s someone on campus to pull me along. When I was in a famous school, I had no choice but to leave because it only made people do good things.”

“My father stopped not only from famous schools, but also from outside activities.”

“It’s because I don’t want to attract the attention of famous churches. If I make a name for myself, will they leave me alone?”

“Isn’t it better to live in harmony with the famous religion than to live in hiding?”

“Am I right? Do you think moderation is possible when life is at stake?”

“Are we all living on the edge of a knife anyway?”

“That is also true. But you don’t walk on the edge of a knife to die.”

“My father is the one who said that dangerous things usually come with a price. You’ve been working on Byeokhobang like that, so why suddenly...”

“Do you know what the name of this manor is?”

“Half-yard?”

“okay. Prajna means wisdom. I learned what wisdom is too late. When I was young, I had no wisdom. just like you now So I did anything to gain power. Whatever you do...”

Remorse passed through Ilwicheon’s eyes.

The monk who became the 15th sacrifice was different from before.

He didn’t ask for help.

He didn’t even resent or curse himself, he chanted something until the moment his throat was cut off.

It was a half-night watch.

I knew it intuitively then.

That these were real and that he himself would become one of the Twelve Horsemen.

As expected, unprecedented power passed through the Eight Spirit Commandments.

But what is this?

As if I had been cursed, the Heart Sutra of the Perfection kept ringing in my ears.

The sound did not disappear even after the energy of the Paljuryeong settled down in the danjeon.

I have never crossed the threshold of a temple in my life, but now I can recite the Heart Sutra.

together with attained enlightenment.

He came to know how vain he longed for and what he had done for it.

“...I regret becoming the Twelve Horsemen.”

The staff member shook his head with a shocked face.

What kind of existence is the Twelve Horses!

Even if an ordinary soldier is reborn hundreds of times, he cannot acquire the free history of the Twelve Horses.

To get what the people of the world want and regret it?

Ilmuwon regarded his father’s words as a complaint from a man with a full stomach.

***

Levitation.

Video Hyun.

around dusk.

Lee Cheol-san and twenty-five upper warriors entered the downtown area.

Soon after, the Yak Dae-mong, who was at the rear, came forward.

to get the point.

He looked around nonstop and pointed to a large inn.

It was Yakdaemon’s business anyway, so the people moved on without saying anything.

Upon entering the inn, the smell of food from the restaurant on the first floor hit me.

People spread out in groups of threes and fives and settled down.

While Yak Dae-mong negotiated the accommodation fee with the owner, Jeom So-yi walked around and took orders.

Heartache Lee Cheol-san, Han Chae-yeon, and Ha So-baek sat huddled together at a table as always.

“Old Sim. I’ve been wondering all day, what is it?”

Hasobak’s finger pointed at the waist of Simtong, who was sitting across from him.

“This iron? I don’t even know the name.”

“It’s not a dagger, it’s not a club, it looks amazing, right? Where did you get it?”

“I picked it up.”

“to? Where?”

Hasobaek tilted his head.

I don’t remember seeing anything strange like that on the way here.

Then Lee Cheol-san intervened.

“It looks like you picked it up at the site of a shrine in Jowonchon this morning.”

“Because it’s not morning...”

Shimtong mumbled with a confident face.

Apparently, I got it ‘at night’ from an old man, but I don’t know why they keep saying ‘morning’.