Episode 462
“Cheongsa-an!”
“Yes Sasook!”
“....”
How can this guy never change?
It’s been a long time since I’ve been in the middle of a long time since I’ve been in the middle of a long time, and I’m going to have a good time.
I didn’t call you, so please don’t run and answer me one by one.
He wanted to give it away, but one of the reasons he visited the shaman was related to Cheongsang, so Jinmu sighed and looked at the top of Mt. Mudang in the distance.
The place where the past self destroyed and opened up a new life for the person who came back.
Jinmu turned his head and looked at the people following him.
Cheongsang, who was brought up properly and will definitely grow up.
Cheung-woo, a fat glutton who has no sense, is stupid, cunning, but honest.
And Woo Yang-jin, who joined while posing as a fake prince in Gansuk, and Kak-chul, who returned safely after completing the double spy mission.
Unlike those who went back to Sapaecheon and Makyo to prepare to deal with the Grand Palace, Hwangsin and Neungseohyun insisted on personal escorts and clung to the end.
Lastly, I thought I had left it alone, but somehow I knew that even Dang Se-ryeong followed like a ghost.
Those who remained were all new ties I met in this life.
King Sapao, a relationship from the past, and those who have become so precious that the superiority and inferiority of their friendship cannot be covered.
Come to think of it, I hated it to the point of death when the soul first dwelled in Dodong’s body, but now that I see Mt. Mudang, I feel at ease.
as if returning home.
Have you had a lot of work in the meantime?
Yes, I don’t think it would be bad to go back to the shaman’s arms for a while and feel the trivial daily life for a while.
“Come on, let’s go. I sent a message in advance, so Master will be waiting for you.”
“Yes Sasook!”
Following Jinmu, who increased his walking speed, the party hurried their steps.
And it wasn’t long before we arrived at Haegeomji, the pride of Mt. Wudang...
“What is this?”
Jinmu couldn’t help but be surprised.
The edge of the sea... The edge of the sea...
“...Huh.”
has grown enormously
Much more than the last time I came.
Moreover, there was a reception hall where guests could rest for a while, and from now on, a simple stable was built to replace the horses that Jinmu had driven as a punishment long ago.
Is that all?
The trail beyond the reception hall to the conduit... no, it’s not a trail. As long as you do this, it will be as it is. Well, it’s very freshly cleaned.
And what about the prose?
Kunlun with an institution installed? A cavity made through a rock wall?
It can’t even be compared to anything else.
It was much grander and more majestic than that of Odaedomun, where I felt admiration and deprivation at the same time while going around the pyoju.
Even on both sides of the mountain gate built with beautiful wooden pillars, the statues of Primitive Cheonjon and Jinmu Daeje, enshrined by shamans, are carved out of stone, not wood.
These crazy bastards...
I’m not saying this is all my money now.
Can’t think of the poor tadpoles, huh? Spending money like this?
While Jinmu frowned at the absurd extravagance of the monk who had returned after a long absence, a guru guarding the sword gave them a look and jumped in surprise.
“Jimmu!”
“...”
Wow!
This... Damn Jinheo bastard.
In the meantime, it seemed that he had been boiling the firebox, and his voice was still so loud that it was almost deafening.
That damned habit of hugging her as soon as she saw her hasn’t changed either.
But even though he could have avoided it, he let Jinmu go.
I could clearly see the joy on his face.
“Long time no see.”
“Hey! Long time no see! If there is no residual, how can it be so? Running through the entire midfield and never stopping by on the way!”
“I was busy.”
“Hot hot hot! Well then. Is there anyone in the world as busy as you!”
“....” Why
is this bastard so devoid of context in the conversation?
After blaming him for not coming, Jinmu smiled and took Jinheo away from him when he said he was busy and quickly changed his attitude by saying he understood.
“Greetings, Mr.
“oh! Cheongsang Cheongwoo. You also suffered a lot.”
Jinheo, who barely escaped, was greeted by Cheongsang and Cheongwu.
“This person must have been the latter... Could this boy be that disciple?”
Even though he was well-dressed, Jin-heo, who had no choice but to recognize the scruffy extrovert, exchanged greetings and asked Yang-jin Wu.
“yes.”
“Hot hot! That fake prince is right. Heard my story. If so, is it a celadon boat?”
“Ah, that’s...”
Cheongsang hesitated to answer and glanced at Jinmu.
“I didn’t receive it as a disciple of a shaman.”
Jinmu answered on behalf of the hesitant Cheongsang, but Jinheo didn’t mind.
“Indeed, it is. If you want to be promoted, you have to tell the elders and scholars. Anyway, well done, little one. No, does it have to be sandal? Ha ha ha!”
“....”
This bastard only listens to people talking, but only with the back of his ear?
A personal disciple is not a shaman’s disciple!
Unable to see Jinmu’s eyebrows lifted upwards, Jinheo patted Woo Yangjin’s shoulder once and then immediately moved his gaze to the others.
“Ah, are you a small person?”
No matter how much you follow me, isn’t it a place where there are people from the Tang family, Sapaecheon, and the Demonic Cult?
In my time, even eating some meat rolls my eyes, huh?
“no. If you don’t do what you have to protect, how can the discipline of a shaman stand properly?”
“...”
In response to the answer of keeping the master’s degree, the elders as well as the first disciples in charge of each palace contorted their faces strangely.
Jinmu, is that what you are going to say now?
where are you sick?
Who the hell was the one who seduced the master and Sajil to eat the meat first, and who else was the one who gave them the death penalty and made them lie down?
It felt as if something had been evangelized.
But yes what to do?
It changed due to Jinmu and is now a shaman who is becoming stronger day by day.
“Stop bowing and sit down comfortably.”
“yes.”
At Myeonghyeon’s words, Jinmu sat down.
“I have heard of your performance.”
“....”
“The original guy... Moorim wasn’t enough, so now he’s known even to the imperial family.”
“Yes, what...”
Jinmu scratched the back of his head as if he was embarrassed.
Even the appearance of being shy was only admirable to the elders and scholars.
“Even so, there was no way to stop my condolences by personally sending letters to the crown prince to express my gratitude.”
“...”
The Crown Prince sent a letter?
What if you do it again?
Jinmu widened his eyes and looked at Myeongseon, the head of the Wonhwagwan, who was in charge of the shaman’s housekeeping, and Jinheo, the main disciple.
A thumbs up raised towards Jinmu with a bright smile.
Ssang... Somehow, they were very happy.
There was no doubt that the prince of this bastard had taken care of his share without knowing anything.
It’s like a fucking guru.
Someday I will definitely break this false link between labor and profit.
“The Jeongmu Maeng decided to send a letter, so this time we have to engage in an all-out war with the people called the palace?”
“...yes.”
Jinmu turned his gaze away from glaring at Myeongseon and Jinheo and answered.
“It’s a big deal. I heard that your strength is not formidable... I heard that you received full power from the crown prince.”
“yes. I am very worried because there are many deficiencies.”
“Is it not enough? You don’t have to be so humble in front of the elders of the samurai.”
Myeonghyeon smiled in satisfaction at Jinmu’s calm modesty.
“Anyway, since it happened, our shaman decided to actively participate.”
“Are you joining?”
“Isn’t cancer a natural thing? How can I put such a heavy burden only on you? Since it is a crisis in the midfield, the shaman should also step in and help.”
“Nothing. That’s right.”
“...”
Here and there the elders nodded and helped one by one.
Fools... It’s only been three years since it was rebuilt.
Without a needlessly overflowing sense of justice.
And what are you going to do with the insectivores that you have gathered outside? I have a big dream too.
“When they arrive, there is still time, so make sure to rest well at the temple. Take it easy and teach the disciples a little.”
“Yeah, but I go back after resting... Yes? teaching?”
Jinmu, who had been answering broadly with his head lowered, suddenly raised his head.
No, are these trying to pamper me again?
It was very difficult.
I had to cut it off before I could say anything more.
“Don’t worry about that, Jang Moon-in. Don’t you know how Jinmu taught Cheongsang and Cheongwoo? And how strong those kids have become.”
“Nothing like cancer.”
“...”
No, Master. If you laugh all the time and interrupt like that, it’s against the rules.
i just yes I’m here to rest for a while. Rest.
“Heh heh Jinmu. Let it be. Just think of it as resting and hang out lightly.”
“...”
“The new disciples have all been waiting for you to come. How embarrassing it was to bother me several times a day. haha.”
“...”
Damn it
.
yeah let’s think
Wouldn’t that be a good thing?
In Jinmu’s mind, the numerous bloody lumps he saw at the gymnasium came to mind.
Yes, there is still time left for the palace to arrive anyway.
Even though I have a heavy duty to block the palace!
Everyone wants it, so do it yourself! trivial!
don’t let me teach you
Look forward to it, guys from 10 to 20 years old.
With unbearably harsh teaching, you guys!
will throw them all out.
Jinmu nodded and clenched his fists.
Yes. Catching up on operating expenses that leak indiscriminately is also the way for an inquirer. Cancer.