A Spy’s Demonic Life - Chapter 205



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205.

#Shadow of Black Blood

Jegal So-mi and Seon-yu ended up going together after many twists and turns.

The two arrived at a small cave not far away.

But his expression wasn’t very good. It was already too late.

“He’s dead.”

“hmm…….”

In front of the two people was the corpse of a man wearing purple military uniform.

His appearance was desperate. His outstretched hand showed his desperate will to hide in the cave even at the moment of death.

“The knife is stuck in the organ.”

Seonyu turned the prone corpse around and examined the knife stuck in the abdomen. Judging by the body temperature still being normal, it probably hadn’t been long.

Jegal So-mi searched the corpse’s chest without hesitation.

“What are you doing?”

“I don’t have time to stay here forever. I can’t afford to get involved in other things while on a mission.”

“I understand that, but why the relics of the deceased that are full of energy… … .”

“Later, we have to find their families and return them to them. Most of the people who die unjustly while being chased end up with their identities unknown. Hmm?”

But there was no divine sign telling me to come out, and instead, a book appeared.

“This is… … Sanskrit?”

It is a Sanskrit book with many traces of antiquity. It seems that the parchment was imported from the Western Regions.

“Can you read it?”

“Rangavatarasutra.”

“what?”

“In Korean, it is called the Nengga-gyeong (楞伽經).”

“The Great Ability?”

“It is a famous Buddhist scripture. It contains the teachings that Shakyamuni gave to his monks when he was staying in a place called Neunggāseong.”

“You’ve already interpreted all of that?”

Are you a genius? Seonyu’s eyes trembled.

“That would be possible. Sanskrit is difficult to learn, and not many people in Buddhism know it. If you were to set out and interpret it, it would take several days.”

Of course, it is possible to say that it has only been a few days, since she is a talented person from the Zhuge family.

I immediately recognized that it was a masterpiece because I had seen a copy before.

Anyway, it was strange in many ways. The dead person didn’t look like a Buddhist monk… …. He didn’t even have a name tag and was carrying only these old books.

“Let’s get out of here for now. The atmosphere seems a bit odd. The pursuers might be here soon.”

“It’s already too late.”

The ominous mood fits perfectly.

Seonyu draws his sword and steps forward towards Jegal Somi. Then, five men wearing red masks appear from the forest.

“Who are you?”

“Who are you guys?”

Since they are both wearing masks, it is a strange situation where anyone can see that they are both criminals.

“Kill them both and take the items.”

Fortunately, it didn’t take long to sort things out. Anyone could see that they were the culprits.

The red masked men slowly approach, as if surrounding them. The aura they give off is extraordinary. They are all first-class masters.

“When I give the signal, run away with this book. I’ll block this place.”

“Why should it be like that?”

“I, who am one year older, should make the sacrifice.”

“I’m the escort. Not you.”

“Can’t you see? Those people aren’t the reviewers. They’re strong.”

Jegal So-mi let out a voice mixed with concern. But it was the most useless thing he said today.

“I told you. Age doesn’t matter.”

Seonyu takes a step forward and slowly draws his sword. Then, purple energy pours out from his body.

『Purple Haze Heavenly Sword (紫霞震天劍) Unfinished (未完成) One-second style plum blossoms in full bloom (梅花滿開)』

Sarang. And at that moment, Jegal So-mi saw a picture of a man drawing a sword among the fluttering plum blossoms.

Such a beautiful masterpiece.

“Ugh!”

“Cough!”

And at the same time, the masked men fall down spewing blood. No wonder even that looks beautiful.

“Ten seconds… … .”

Now I know why his nickname was Sipchoja. I almost fell in love with him.

“Is this enough, sir?”

Jegal So-mi nodded and nodded at the skill that he could not help but acknowledge.

“Go. I’ll explain where you’re going.”

“Okay.”

That was the moment when the new best friend of the rock carving was born.

*

– Wuhou Shrine.

Wuhou Shrine is a shrine built to honor a famous prime minister of the past. And that famous prime minister was none other than Chungmuhou (忠武侯). Zhuge Liang, the ancestor of the Zhuge family, could be said to be the ancestor of the Zhuge family.

And today, something happened that would make Zhuge Shang, a later generation, faint in shock if he knew about it.

“Hey, these guys… … .”

An old man, Nowangya, lying on the floor, coughing and spitting out blood.

He was a great adult in Sacheon and a spiritual pillar who secretly supported the right path while staying away from evil spirits and heretics.

He was dying. There were already dozens of fallen people inside the temple. Everyone from the guards to the monks of Wuhou Temple had been slaughtered.

That’s just one.

Right in the hands of that blue-haired man.

“And even after all this… … do you think you guys will be safe! Sob… … .”

“It seems like you’re in a lot of pain. Don’t worry. I’ll kill you once I confirm the truth.”

“Show your face… … . Even if I die and become a ghost, I will torment you… … .”

The man chuckled at the old woman’s sorrowful voice and took off his red mask.

“If you look, can you see me?”

“Take it, take it off!”

And at that moment, the old king was so shocked that he died. It was a heart attack.

That was understandable.

Because it was such a creepy sight, as if dozens of faces were constantly changing. Eventually, it even appeared to have six eyes.

This truly is a terrifying sorcery.

“You died first for no reason.”

As the man with the mask pulled up again and turned his head, a man in a red mask ran over and reported while lying down.

“Black Blood! I found the one who ran away. But… … he was already dead.”

Black Blood! This is definitely the organization that Il-Hyung was talking about. The Blood Cult’s executors in charge of assassination and murder.

Among them, the blue-haired man in front of me was called Baek-Myeon-Gwi.

“What about the stuff?”

“That… … It seems like someone stole it. When we got there, five of the tracking team members were already dead… …!”

Boom, degururu.

Before he could finish speaking, the man’s head was severed and rolled on the floor.

There was no sign or sound of the sword being drawn.

A truly tongue-in-cheek sword!

“A rat has gotten in. It doesn’t matter. I’ll chase you down and slaughter you wherever you go. Hehe.”

The sinister smile of the white-faced ghost echoed throughout the shrine.

It was the moment when the shadow of black blood turned towards Jegal So-mi and Seon-yu.

***

It’s been several days since the Brain Jade King’s rebellion came to an absurd end.

Jang Yi-seo was enjoying his rare freedom before his appointment to meet the rock carving.

“It is said that the Heavenly Horse himself gave the reward.”

The first place we headed to was Chwiseonru. We asked Hongran about the recent developments.

“It’s a ten thousand horse tomb… … . You really got something big.”

And when I heard the news about Mao, the corners of my lips, which had been balanced, rose without me realizing it.

If I had lived a normal life and my younger brother had passed the exam, would this be how I would feel?

“He refused and accepted the offer from the Sogyoju.”

“This crazy guy?!”

Of course, it didn’t last long. It was fortunate that the table wasn’t overturned.

“Still, it is really encouraging news that I was able to enter the Manma Bunchong.”

“Well, that’s true.”

Jang also strongly agreed with that part.

Manma Tomb.

Literally the tomb of Manma. It is a cemetery located underground in Cheonmajeon.

It is not a place where just anyone can be buried, but only the most influential figures of the era are buried there.

“But is it really a graveyard? Then the Cheonmajeon is… … .”

“That’s not true. Even a thousand-year-old wouldn’t want to sleep on a corpse.”

No. If it were Jin Woo-kwang, I don’t think he would care.

“Anyway, I heard that the secrets are buried in place of the deceased. After all, it’s the nature of martial artists to leave behind only their martial arts achievements when they die.”

Of course, it wasn’t all good just to enter the Manma Bunchong.

Because the highest level of formation is spread out, you can obtain only one chosen from the three levels of Heaven, Earth, and Man.

In short, no one knows what they will get.

“But, Master, is it okay if I don’t go?”

“Me? Me, well, I’m good enough now.”

“As expected, you are the master.”

Yeah, no. To be honest, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel sorry. Maybe I could get the super-ascension method that would follow the Heavenly Demon and the Immortal Poison. Maybe I could get the martial arts that would awaken a new group.

but…….

‘The mission comes first right now.’

Jang Yi-seo was thinking of responding to the request sent from the rock carving. The timing was perfect because he was alone at this time.

More than anything, I was curious. What would it feel like to meet the people who sent you away again? What would they think of you?

“Oh, by the way, I heard that the Horongdangju woke up safely. I heard that he kept looking for his master after hearing the news.”

“That’s good. But why are you looking for me?”

“You must have been very grateful. After all, you stopped the sinners of Doraok.”

“Well, of course… … .”

I paused for a moment as I was about to speak. Since when did working for the Demonic Cult become natural? I scratched my temple in embarrassment.

“They say that all the disappearances that have occurred in Cheonsan were their doing. They must have been unable to bear it any longer and went on a killing spree. The bodies were abandoned in Doraok and have never been found.”

“They are the ones who couldn’t stand the devil and went in. They must have done worse things.”

Jang Yiseo shook his head and ground his teeth. He managed to stop them, but the damage was severe.

Especially among believers, the majority are those who were born in Cheonsan and live ordinary lives.

‘Brain Prison King. I hope your end is like hell.’

I didn’t see him die in person, but I really hoped it would.

Of course it would have been hell.

Thanks to Jang Seo who showed up out of nowhere, not only was the blood jade he had nurtured for 40 years stolen, but he was also torn to pieces and died a meaningless death.

After finishing his conversation with Hongran, Jang Yi-seo headed outside.

“Hahahaha! Let’s have a drink!”

A languid early evening.

Although the number of visitors has decreased significantly since the Doraok incident, it is still bustling with customers.

Perhaps someone’s sorrow will be forgotten like that someday.

“Take a look, sir!”

As we reached the first floor, many eyes gathered as Jeomsoi greeted us, but then dispersed as if they were not interested.

But Jang Yi-seo’s appearance is completely different from when he first came in.

A look and outfit I’ve never seen before.

Surprisingly, he came out wearing a face mask.

‘As expected, there are spies out there.’

Even without looking, he could clearly sense that there were spies waiting for him to come out.

I expected it. To be exact, I had a strange feeling from the moment I returned from Maga.

I always feel like someone is looking at me with intent from somewhere.

Although he was much more cautious and secretive back then than he is now, Jang was a man with extreme senses.

There was no escaping his touch.

‘Most of them are probably the ones the Archduke solved.’

On the surface, they look like they are laughing and drinking, but you can tell right away that they are looking around while talking to the person sitting across from them.

Normally I would have been quite nervous, but today was actually good.

Because of them, I will be staying in the waiting room for a long time.

Even up to the moment of contact with the rock.

‘From now on, you must be my witnesses. So keep up the good work.’

Today was another peaceful day of demon life.