Chapter 53: Peach Blossom Girl (9)

Chapter 53: Peach Blossom Girl (9)

Zaha asked,

What is that?

Watch out for the dice.

Seol Young said, walking ahead.

Since you saw it before, you should know that once she throws it, the result will come out in any situation, and one dies according to it.

Then not running into it is good enough.

Right. But the problem

Seol Young opened the door to the pavilion, and at that moment, a light flashed.

Applause rang out, and a topless man was breathing fire from his mouth.

The entire place was bright, with dancers in heavy makeup dancing around. Laughter echoed throughout the drinking party.

A man got excited and knocked down his drink, and the glass made of jade fell.

Seol Young stepped on the glass and broke it.

The problem is that the dice will seduce us into playing it.

Aha.

Zaha understood it right away.

You mean to be wary of anything spinning?

They glanced at the paper lanterns on the ceiling, and one of them began to spin slowly in its place, and Zaha swung his sword and broke it.

Like this.

Right.

Seol Young nodded.

They had already blocked Dohwa twice, and she backed down, which meant her third attempt would be stronger.

We need to find her without falling for the curse.

They made their way through the hall, which was filled with talks, laughter, and women.

Beware of anything spinning.

A customer fell, and the coins on him began to fall, and a few spun around.

A cat jumped from somewhere, and a five-colored ball began to roll at its paws.

Seol Young-rang, do not pick up the coins. They are fake.

When did I pick any up?

The two broke them one by one and destroyed them.

A jade dolls head rolled on the floor, a musical instrument in a magicians hand, a marble turning without wind.

As they destroyed all of these things one by one, the world they were in also began to crumble little by little.

[Hahaha!]

The women and customers laughed loudly too. The lanterns and flowers became clearer.

The evil feeling in this place grew thicker, and at some point, a spinning watermill caught Seol Youngs eye.The roots of this story extend from novell bìn origin.

He quickly turned away and kicked it.

There was an artificial stream in the middle of the hall, and the lanterns and wine glasses floated.

He looked at it, and dead courtesans lay there. Some had bruises on their faces, and others had clear handprints on their necks. One even had a hollow on one side of her head.

As their eyes met, the ghastly corpses rose one by one, and they stretched out their hands.

What is this now?

Zaha swung his sword.

The corpses grabbed his sword and pulled on it. They were surprisingly strong, and Zaha frowned.

This isnt an illusion or hallucination. This is real.

Seol Young was puzzled.

He thought everything here was created by Dohwa.

Why is a real ghost in here?

And then he remembered. The elder in the village said,

Such a lame excuse.

Zaha said as he struck down the dice with his sword. A golden light rose, and he hit the dice with a terrifying force.

Swish!

A sharp metallic sound rang out, and the floor cracked, but the dice was fine.

Swish! Swish!

He cut it down several times, and the golden light was so strong that Seol Young couldnt even open his eyes.

Still, the dice didnt budge.

It was said that if resentment deepens, it can snow even in May.

Dohwa poured all her resentment into this dice, and this made it clear that they couldnt match her strength now.

Round and round.

The penalties on all fourteen sides went crazy. Little by little, the penalties could be seen, and the dice could stop at any time.

This surely we will not be punished, right?

Zaha raised his sword, and his spiritual energy rose.

Wait.

Seol Young gathered spiritual power in his hands.

It was time for him to test what he had thought about earlier.

I will give it a try.

Seol Young-rang. Now is not the time to test something out. Will you take responsibility if something bad happens? Besides, if a penalty involving two people is given, then even you will be dragged into this.

Look straight ahead. Earlier, when she tried to drag people, I experimented with various things and came to a conclusion. It might be impossible to break the dice.

Seol Young raised his hand and said,

But do we really have to break it?

?

Zaha was confused.

Then?

Instead of answering, Seol Young acted.

Wind Spirit Curse.

A gust of wind rose from his hand, and it was a gentle wind that went around the dice.

The dice, which had slowed down and seemed to stop at any moment, began to spin again. And Zaha looked at it.

I see.

He realized it. There was a way to not receive any penalties.

There were two things.

To destroy.

And to not let it stop.

Just keep it moving.

Why didnt he think of that?

Zaha looked at the dice, looking disappointed.

Right. It is much more difficult to go against it forcefully. But what if we can lean on what it is doing? We just need to make sure we dont tackle the power.

And this proves it.

Seol Young said.

If I had just concocted a way to force you to see the penalty, would I have bothered to stop the curse?

Fine. Lets say that

And Zaha asked,

Do we just let it spin for eternity like that?

Good question.

Seol Young replied.

I barely got hold of her. It is the only chance to bring out her main body.

He gathered all his strength in his hands as he was using the Wind Spirit Curse.