Episode 313: It’s a matter of life and death (1)
In fact, the elders of the Shaman faction did not have high expectations.
I was just asking just in case.
How can someone whose mind has been torn apart be brought back to life?
But Yu Seol shrugged his shoulders and said, as if it was no big deal.
“Sure. “If you return the twisted energy and blood to its original state, you may feel better.”
One word of speculation made the old monks of the Shaman faction engulfed in excitement.
Gwangcheon, a white-haired senior with wrinkles, asked gibberish, forgetting about face.
“Is that really possible!? “Please tell me how.”
“How? It’s no use telling me. “Because only I can do that.”
“Then please help us. “If you do that, our shaman will never forget your kindness.”
Gwangcheon thought that if he could bring Gwangreung back to his senses, there was nothing he could do.
Even if it means bowing down to the head of Sapa.
But Yoo Seol turned his head as if he was not interested.
“Grandpa. I’m hungry.”
Are you hungry in this situation? Jinsan Yu smiled and nodded.
“Okay then, let’s go down.”
Since all the treasures we were aiming for were excavated, there was nothing more to see here.
However, it was not the shaman sect elders who would let them go obediently.
If the yin-yang twin monsters are sent like this, not only the sacred objects but also Gwangneungjinin, the highest adult of the shamans, will be lost.
Among the elders, Gwanghye spread her hands to the left and right and shouted urgently.
“Wait a minute!”
Yu Seol sighed.
Because I didn’t want to push the old man.
“Get out of the way, Grandpa. “We have to go eat.”
At that time, Gwanghye looked behind her and called out Jang Mun-in of the Shaman faction.
“Mugwang-ah.”
“Yes, Sasuk.”
“What are you doing? “You say the large cooperatives are hungry?”
At that moment, Jang Mun-in, who came to his senses, bowed and approached.
“If you leave here, there won’t be a good place to eat. “The shaman will serve you food as a request for reconciliation regarding the past.”
It was an attractive offer, but Yoo Seol’s reaction was lukewarm.
From what I heard from my grandfather, eating meat was prohibited in the Shaman School, a sacred place in Taoism.
“I don’t like cutting grass.”
Jang Mun-in, who was confused for a moment, looked at the elders’ thoughts.
And after seeing their heads nodding slightly, he spoke urgently.
“I will also prepare meat dishes for you, so you can look forward to it.”
“Really? Then, can I just eat and go back?”
“Of course. “It’s just because it’s not the right thing to do to just send a guest away.”
How can you not know their true intentions just because they are rumors?
It was funny how they started thinking of themselves as guests.
“Are you sure you really think of me as a guest? “I heard you call us grave robbers from behind.”
Jang Moon-in felt like he wanted to go into a rat hole.
I never thought I could even hear whispering conversations from afar with the elders.
But I couldn’t back out of here.
He said, forcing a smile.
“At our shaman, we make friends by joking around like that. This is a method you often use. “Come on, don’t be like that, just come over here.”
Yu Seol grinned and pulled on his grandfather’s sleeve.
“Let’s go eat, grandpa. “They make delicious food.”
“It’s good. “I’m also curious about what the shaman’s meat tastes like.”
I was also very curious about Eugene Mountain. What kind of dishes will they serve if they abstain from eating meat?
* * *
The atmosphere in the shaman faction, which was full of tension, completely changed.
All the Taoist monks who were conducting a thorough examination at the entrance dispersed, and the key executives of the sect hurriedly gathered in one place.
Samcheongview (三淸觀). Twelve old monks were putting their heads together in the hall discussing the great and small affairs of the sect.
At the head of the table were three elderly Gwangjabae elders with white hair. It had been several decades since they had retired from martial arts and reappeared at Samcheonggwan.
At that time, Gwangcheon, who was in the center among them, spoke to the audience with a serious expression.
“We must retrieve the sacred items of the Shaman faction at any cost. And we must not miss the last opportunity to cure the spirit of Gwangneung’s execution.”
* * *
Meanwhile, Elder Muyeong was running like crazy towards the soju room where food for the Shaman sect was being cooked.
Suddenly-!
There, dozens of disciples were sitting and taking a rest.
Muyoung called the most highly ranked disciples among them.
“Myeongjeong, Myeongsu, Myeongjin, Myeongho! “You guys come here now!!”
At Muyoung’s shout, the entire group of disciples rushed to their feet.
Myeong-ho, who had the highest distribution among them, asked in confusion.
“What’s going on, Elder?”
“From now on, listen to me carefully. “Prison Jang Moon and the elders all found out.”
“What do you mean?”
“That we eat meat.”
At that moment, the faces of the disciples became as pale as a sheet of paper.
What kind of thunderstorm is this?
They frantically asked him if the current situation was like a dream.
“Yes?”
“So are we now excommunicated?”
“I can’t believe you even found out about the original elders...”
To the disciples, the elders were so high that they could not even make eye contact.
It was natural to feel restless due to the fear of an unpleasant order being issued.
“But there is nothing to worry about. Master Gwangcheon decided to close his eyes.”
“Are you sure?”
Elder Muyoung nodded with a solemn face.
“okay. That isn’t the problem. “The fate of the Shaman faction is now in your hands.”
“yes? “What does that mean?”
There was no time to explain in detail.
The meat dish should be added before the yin-yang pair’s meal is over.
“I will explain the details gradually. “How much meat is left hidden?”
“We have about two pounds of beef being aged, and a chicken and a few eggs that were brought in yesterday.”
That was enough food for five people until their stomachs exploded.
“I need to cook it right away, so take everything out.”
“yes? They cook openly here? It’s too dangerous in broad daylight...”
Elder Muyoung cut off his disciple with a frustrated look.
“There’s no time, so shut up and get it out!”
How urgent must it have been for curses to come out of the Taoist monk’s mouth?
The disciples saw the elder like this for the first time.
They blinked their eyes blankly for a moment and then began to move in unison.
No one spoke back to him anymore.
Meat hidden throughout the kitchen was revealed one after another on the counter.
Muyoung gave them an urgent order.
“Myeongjeong grills the meat and Myeongsu boils the chicken. Myeongjin makes braised beef and Myeongho makes meat soup. You can do it, right? Even more delicious than usual! It must be cooked to a heavenly taste!”
“Yes, Elder.”
“Please just leave it to me.”
After giving all the instructions, Muyoung watched the cooking process with his arms crossed.
Even Ewha University disciples who assisted with kitchen work were mobilized, but the process could not be shortened.
‘The timing of this must be ambiguous.’
His face was full of nervousness as he walked around the kitchen.
If something goes wrong, you may find yourself in trouble.
Eventually he had to make an important decision.
“Bring me the esophagus! hurry!”
One of his disciples asked him, handing him an esophagus.
“Why are you looking for this, Elder?”
Muyoung sighed and took a seat on one side of the kitchen.
He then placed the tenderest part of beef down neatly and said.
“I’m in a hurry, so I guess I’ll have to eat raw beef first. Bring a plate!”
“Okay, I understand.”
Muyoung held his esophagus and let out a deep sigh.
The elder of the shaman sect is preparing a feast for the yin-yang twin monsters of the sect.
I felt a sense of self-destruction, but now was not the time to do anything.