Chapter 466

Episode 466 The Eight Emperors will take care of it

. Ha Nam.

Jeongju.

Joong Moo-hyun Garo-ha.

at sunset.

An elderly man and a middle-aged man are walking along a riverside path with beautiful scenery.

Gucheonno is also heartache and wailing.

It opens right after crossing Garoha.

Contrary to the refreshing heartache, Gokseong looked weak like a cow being led to a slaughterhouse.

He said, pointing to an abandoned house that was falling apart.

“Today I will rest there. I heard that you are from Sooksu, is that correct?”

“Yes yes.”

“Exercise your skills. If you want to live long, you better not do nonsense.”

“Oops! It’s bullshit. It will never happen.”

Soon after, the two entered the abandoned house.

Simtong sat in a suitable place and watched the wailing.

Gokseong made the best use of the ingredients he had, just as he did for Yeon Jeok-ha.

After a while.

Heart pain looked at the dish in front of him with meaningful eyes.

It was so neat that you couldn’t believe it was made in a hurry in an abandoned house.

“Choban (炒飯 fried rice) and Gyuhwagye (叫花鷄 chicken dishes).”

“hmm! It looks good, but how does it taste?”

“You will only eat it.”

Gokseong’s eyes trembled after being hit by heart pain.

He was afraid that he would torture himself for not having the taste.

Heartache ate a little in the beginning.

The sweet and salty taste and the soft feel of each grain of rice that touches the tip of the tongue are excellent.

Not to mention the silicification system.

Originally, grilled chicken is delicious even if you eat it with only salt.

However, the savory taste was added to it, so I was not envious of a high-end restaurant.

“It’s quite right.”

Compared to what I admired in my heart, the evaluation of heartache was shallow.

Still, a bright smile appeared on the face of Gokseong, who was freed from the fear of a broken bone.

That night.

Heartache pretended to be asleep early in order to wail.

However, Gokseong, who gave up his life after Bungeunchagol, did not run away.

He couldn’t escape the eyes of the greenery even if he ran away, so he decided to just adapt to reality.

“Growl. Growl-.”

It was past midnight and the heartache slowly opened my eyes.

Gokseong was sleeping snoring.

‘I really fell asleep.’

I thought he would run away while he was asleep, but it was unexpected.

The heartache that arose slowly took the blood transfusion of Gokseong and returned to his seat to lie down.

It was only then that I wrote my hand down saying, “Yubimuhwan,” and then I fell asleep.

Soon, the snoring of heartache reverberated through the lungs.

***

Shanxi Province.

parish prefecture.

Pungjisan Seonnyeoam Hermitage.

Early moning.

Two men appeared in front of the shrine.

One of the Eight Emperors, Luk Tong Jonja (六通尊者), and Baekdam Mansugwi, the ark of Xi’an Jinil Sangbang.

When Mansu-gwi entered the front yard and saw the black knight, he was startled.

“The black knight will not move unless he has the heart to harm the headmaster. So never mind.”

“Yes yes.”

Mansu-gwi glanced at the black knight with curious eyes.

The black horse and the black knight exuded a strange presence as if they were not of this world.

After a while, the venerable Six Tong bowed his head in front of the shrine.

“Master. Today, I brought the ark of Sangbang.”

Then, as if he had waited, the door to the shrine, which had been firmly closed, opened slowly.

After seeing the venerable Yuktong and Mansugwi, the Eighthwangsinmo calmly said,

“Good work. I had a hard time coming a long way to the ark. Thank you for the gift you sent me last time. I invited you over for tea. Come inside.”

“Yes yes.”

Mansu-gwi groaned with a happy face.

If it was strong enough to survive the Eight Emperors’ hands, would it be a problem for the ten thousand grand masters?

***

Shanxi Province.

West Coast.

isoelectric.

Hash seconds (9:00 p.m.).

After dinner, Mosam’s family gathered together as usual and flirted.

Mosam watched with delighted eyes as his wife and children laughed and chatted.

With just two boxes of books, I made more money than I had ever earned in my entire life.

It bothers me a little that I have to live away from the eyes of the monks of Daejaeunsa Temple, but considering my wife and children, that kind of difficulty is nothing.

rattle.

When the door suddenly opened in the middle of the night, Mosam’s family kept their mouth shut.

One of the eight emperors, a middle-aged woman wearing a silk long robe, burst into the room.

Mosam widened his eyes and shouted at the intrusion of the uninvited guest.

“Who!”

“I don’t know who I am. Are you a parent?”

“exactly. I’m a parent. Did you come to see me?”

Mosam glanced at the middle-aged man with anxious eyes.

My heart skipped a beat when I thought it might be someone from Daejaeun Temple.

The Hwajoseonman straightened up and snapped his fingers.

In an instant, the bodies of Mosam’s wife and sons and daughters stiffened.

Realizing belatedly that the opponent was a terrifying Murim, Mosam said in a trembling voice.

“Whoa what do you want? If it’s money, it’s not much, but I’ll give you all.”

“I don’t need money. I am looking for a book from the Alternative Tower.”

“If it’s a book, I sold all of them today.”

“There is a characteristic of rats who don’t know what dori is. Do you know what it is?”

“I don’t know.”

“That is to keep the crumbs together. like a rat With the intention of bargaining again when the money runs out.”

“Oh no. There really isn’t. All of them were handed over to the upper house. Trust me. Great deal!”

However, the Hwajoseonin ignored Mosam’s words.

To him, everyone was nothing more than a petty thief who stole and sold the things of Daejaeunsa.

Hwajo Seonin overturned household items in the room one by one.

When it comes to household items, two closets are all there is, so the search was over in no time.

Mosam could not run away because of his wife and children and kept his seat trembling.

When the old books were not found even after turning the room over, the Hwajoseonin approached Mosam.

“If you don’t want to see your wife and children die, tell me. Where are the books?”

Mosam begged with a face that looked like he was about to cry.

“There really is no confrontation. Trust me. I sold them all today.”

“From now on, I will kill each member of your family. Let me know if you change your mind.”

The Hwajoseonin grabbed the middle-aged woman’s head and threw it away.

fast.

The woman whose neck was turned died immediately.

“evil! honey!”

A scream came out of Mosam’s mouth.

The Hwajoseonin moved in front of the little girl without blinking an eye.

“You son of a bitch! Didn’t you say you sold them all!”

Mosam shouted and rushed at the Hwajoseonin.

However, when the Hwajoseonin waved his hand, Mosam’s body flew to the wall like fallen leaves.

Quaang.

Mosam’s eyes widened as he shook his head to get out of the shock.

The middle-aged man’s hand was clutching the young daughter’s slender neck.

“no. No...”

However, the middle-aged man did not stop despite his earnest wishes.

As the middle-aged man closed his fist, dark red blood gushed out of his daughter’s mouth.

“Uuuuuuuuuu!”

Mosam howled like a beast and ran back to the middle-aged man.

The hwajoseonin lightly grabbed the stem of his neck as he rushed at him recklessly.

“Tell me. Where is the hidden book? If you don’t tell me, this guy will die too.”

The Hwajoseonin brought the face of a young boy in front of Mosam’s nose.

Mosam begged, looking at his son’s terrified eyes.

“no. doesn’t exist. Please please...”

The Hwajoseonin, who had been staring at Mosam’s face, nodded as if he understood.

“okay. There was none. I will believe it now.”

With his words, he crushed Mosam’s face with the child’s head.

It was the beginning of a blood feud later called the ‘blood of the Eight Emperors’.