Hyeonjilmusin - Chapter 100
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100. The nobles of Huizhou (5)
“… … What kind of deceased are you?”
Suddenly, the voice of Heukdo became polite. Just by hearing his voice, you would believe that he was the Grand Master of the Imperial Palace.
“You should speak first. Are you not familiar with the etiquette of the martial world?”
Myungyeop laughed and made a fuss. It was a strange situation where the black people were polite and the shamans were making a fuss.
The black people became even more intimidated by the leisureliness of the death sentences, including Myeongyeop.
“We are disciples of the White Crow Gate near Huiyin.”
“What kind of sect are the black ones?”
Myungyeop laughed openly. The faces of the Heukdo people turned red. However, the Heukdo people did not say anything.
This is because not only Myeongyeop, but also the spirit that the children were giving off was not bad. They were cute disciples within the shamanist faction, but they were also disciples of the old school.
Suddenly, I remembered the times when I had suffered in the shamanist faction. Those were days when I had many complaints and grievances. It was because I, a free-spirited merchant, was frustrated by the tightly-clogged life of the shamanist faction.
So, although there were frequent clashes, in conclusion, it was a good thing that I came as a non-partisan. Those closed-minded Taoist priests are on my side. How reassuring. In my previous life, I would have had to solve this situation with a thousand-dollar sum.
As I was thinking about that and sitting down, Myeong-gyeong suddenly turned around to look at me.
“why?”
“I think I had some irreverent thoughts.”
“Hey, what are you talking about? I was looking at you with respect.”
“There is no evidence, so I will conclude this as an attempted destruction of the article.”
The Baek-O-Mun disciples watched us as we joked around.
“Death penalty. Let’s just go.”
“Yes. Well, just give me back the money. I haven’t spent it yet.”
The disciples of the Baek-o-mun sect whispered to the person in front. There was certainly a huge difference between them and us. The fact that they thought they wouldn’t hear that voice itself showed the difference in realms.
However, the guy who took the lead seemed to want to save face for the last time.
“Since we have revealed our identities, wouldn’t it be common courtesy for you to reveal your identity as well?”
“Nothing much. They are just people who practice Taoism on a small sacred mountain in Hubei.”
Myungyeop said with a smile. It seemed like they didn’t even have the intelligence to understand that.
After a brief moment of daze, the faces of the Baek-O-Mun disciples soon turned ashen.
In Hubei, the only place that can be called a sacred mountain is Wudangsan, and if it is a person who practices Taoism, it is Taoists. Combining that information, it was not difficult to deduce that he was a disciple of the Wudang sect.
If they had been well-versed in martial arts to begin with, they would have sensed the Taoist energy in the aura we were emitting.
“Huh, heh heh. You are the true people of the Shamanist faction. What brings you all the way from Gyunhyeon to Hoeum?”
A man with a ferocious face, who seemed to be the ambassador of Baek Oh-mun, rubbed his rough palms. His eyes, which had been tense just a moment ago, had also opened kindly.
“Are you curious about the nonpartisan event?”
“No, no! How could I be interested in the events of the Old Gate Sect? I was just asking how they were doing. It’s not that far from Gyunhyeon to Hoeum, right? Hehe.”
The disciples of Baek Oh-moon, who were watching the struggling Daesahyeong from behind, showed no sign of misery at all. Rather, they seemed to be kneeling down and hoping that he would overcome this crisis. In a way, that could be the duty of the Black Way.
“Since you have come a long way, I hope you have a good time sightseeing in Hoein. Hongze Lake is a great place to calm your mind. Well, that’s it for us… … .”
“Hey, where are you going?”
The Baek Oh-moon man’s strategy of trying to sneak away ended in failure. It was because I was blocking the door.
“Did you think you could get away with picking a fight with the Daemu Party quietly?”
“Then what should I do? I will crawl between your legs. As you may know, Hoeum is the hometown of Han Xin, the unrivaled general of the Han Dynasty. Wouldn’t crawling between your legs be an act of respect?”
Now, even that man with a hundred-word answer seemed to be talking nonsense. It was almost sad to the point of being like that.
Looking at the stairs and railing leading up to the second floor, I saw that some of the people who had run away had returned and were watching. They seemed to have returned out of curiosity since they didn’t hear any fighting.
“Did you hear? I heard you’re a shaman.”
“What? Why is a non-partisan here?”
“I don’t know.”
“Ugh. Those Baek-O-Moon guys are in big trouble.”
“Heh heh. Isn’t that good?”
The onlookers began to chatter loudly, as if to tell them to listen. As people’s laughter began to mix in, Baek Oh-moon became a laughing stock.
Myungyeop looked at me and shook his head slightly. It seemed like he didn’t want to get involved. After all, the shamans were noble. They would hate being involved with such low-level black people.
If you had continued to pick a fight like before, it might have been different, but since you know your place and are going to step down, you might wonder if there is any need to make a bigger fuss.
Actually, I could have just let them go. Anyway, if I could just impress upon the merchants of the perineum, including those black people, that the shaman faction had come, then my goal would have been achieved.
I coughed and cleared my throat.
“We don’t kill people indiscriminately. Isn’t it a crime to not recognize a shaman a crime that deserves death?”
“That, that’s right! Of course! If the shamanic Taoist priests kill so easily, then what difference would they make from us lowly people?”
The faces of the Baek-O-Mun people brightened at my words. But they were mistaken.
“I’m not a Taoist priest.”
“yes?”
“I told you. I’m not a Taoist priest here.”
Perhaps they mistook it because they were carrying the same swords as the executioners. The black swordsmen’s expressions immediately turned fierce. However, they didn’t immediately swing their swords, perhaps because there were shamans in front of them.
“Why is a commoner interfering while the commoners are talking among themselves?”
“Yes, Whiyoung. It seems like they’ve both repented their mistakes, so let’s send them away.”
Myeong-yeop, who had been quiet, intervened. It seemed that he really did not want to be associated with them. However, that kind of attitude was a bit disappointing.
Even if the private schools don’t know, at least the death row inmates should become members of the non-partisan group that I am changing.
“Death rowdies. How can you have such weak thoughts?”
“what?”
Not only Myeongyeop, but also the Baek Ohmun people’s expressions disappeared.
“No, Grandmaster. How can you listen to such a commoner? Even if you were in charge of guarding him, isn’t that too presumptuous?”
Baek Oh-moon thought the shaman’s disciples who were quietly listening to me were strange. The senior members behind me also found it strange. They must be wondering why I was telling those high-ranking shaman’s disciples to do this and that.
“What changes people is a proper punishment-reward system. If they do something wrong, they should be punished, and if they do something right, they should be rewarded. But how can they be rewarded by just letting them go when they did something wrong by picking a fight with us? Then, if they pick a fight with other people later, they will fall into the wrong idea that they can get away with it by bowing their heads like that.”
The death row inmates were taken aback by my sudden eloquence. The shamanist private tutors didn’t teach me this kind of logic, so it must have been the first time they heard it.
“If the person you’re picking a fight with is a master, you might be able to get away with it. But what if they’re just ordinary civilians? They’ll turn vicious and skin you and hang you on the signboard at the entrance to the village.”
“We’re not that bad… … .”
“Executioners. Can’t you hear them now? Can’t you hear the cries of the innocent people who have already been punished by them and the cries of the innocent people who will be punished in the future?”
The executioners seemed to be thinking hard about what I had said so strongly. Even Baek Oh-moon, who was trying to defend himself, was at a loss for words.
“Then what do you want me to do?”
Myeongyeop, who had finished thinking first, asked.
“Didn’t I say that? In the end, the reward and punishment system must be clear. Were those evil black people born black? We just need to educate them. Punishment is the only means available in the current situation.”
“I see.”
As the executioners became more and more convinced by my words, the faces of the Baek-o-mun people turned pale. Some even grabbed the handles of their swords with trembling hands. That shows how much pressure they are under.
“Then let’s do it like this.”
“yes.”
“I’ll just scold him without taking his life.”
“great.”
I smiled broadly. That was exactly what I was hoping for. If I killed the Baek-O-Mun people here, things could get worse than I expected.
“Then come out one by one. I will take care of it.”
Myungyeop came out, his neck cracking. All the Baekwomun people flinched and looked at each other.
“If you’re thinking of rushing in, you’d better think again. I’m still lacking and I don’t think I have the skills to save you all.”
The energy spread along with Myeongyeop’s calm words. The gentle energy unique to the shaman sect filled the entire guest house. If Myeongja Bae-bun is a great disciple, he is practically the shaman’s reserve force. It was a talent that was hard to find in Hoe-eum, which had no proper sect.
The internal energy that filled the guesthouse was enough to break the will of the Baek-o-mun people. The person in the lead came out hesitantly.
“It doesn’t kill.”
“Don’t worry. The shaman keeps her promises.”
Before he could finish speaking, Baek Oh-moon’s man rushed towards Myeong-yeop. Myeong-yeop snickered.
… …
The shaman’s place was not an easy place to be, as the black magicians’ tricks worked. Everyone was just trembling on the floor, swollen and bleeding.
“The black ones are a bit different.”
The last one to come out was Myeong-gyeong, who returned to the group and bowed. It was because of me that Myeong-gyeong came out. Originally, Myeong-yeop could have scolded them all, but he accepted my suggestion that it would be better to give the other executioners some practical experience.
In fact, I was the one who planned this situation, but since Myeongyeop gave his permission, neither of us had to worry about our pride being hurt.
“Don’t bother people in the future. If you do something like this again and I catch you, I’ll cut off one of your arms.”
“Ugh, huh.”
Myungyeop growled. The man from Baek Ohmun, who was toothless, gave a nonsensical answer and then ran away, gathering up the people and running away.
“Okay, now for the rest of the meal… … .”
“Wow!”
“stylish!”
As I was about to finish tidying up, all the merchants on the stairs and upstairs let out a thunderous roar.
I stepped aside for the executioners. The executioners waved at the merchants, feeling awkward. It was so unnatural that I couldn’t help but laugh.
***
Son Yeong-ui received an absurd letter from Baek O-mun-ju. Baek O-mun-ju’s letter was full of insults, asking why he didn’t tell her about the existence of the shamanist faction. But how could he have told her if he didn’t know?
“What are you suddenly talking about, non-partisan?”
Originally, the people of the old school were like that, but the shamans in particular did not interfere with the business world. At most, they came out to escort a few people when the market was set up.
It’s not like merchants haven’t tried to bring down the neutral party until now. It’s only natural that if you make an agreement with the neutral party, the value of the upper part will rise vertically.
However, the non-partisans always stood firm in their positions. Rather, they only accepted small amounts of money and deliberately avoided large amounts of money.
The shamans who were almost obsessive about money are now suddenly helping the upper class. It was an incomprehensible move.
“Isn’t that wrong?”
“That doesn’t seem to be the case. There are rumors going around that there are some shamans in the palace right now.”
One of the people next to me said, “I know that from what I’ve heard. Baek Oh-mun-ju is not the type to lie. But I just don’t want to believe it.
“Fuck.”
Son Yeong-ui bit her short fingernails again. The fingernails were torn deeply, tearing even the flesh.
“Send a letter to Hefei.”
Son Yeong-ui, who was playing the janggo, opened his mouth. Haeng-su flinched. In Heopi-myeon, Anhui’s city. In Anhui’s city, there was only one place where the Huisangs could contact.
“Namgung Se-ga… … are you talking about?”
“Then where else but there!”
Son Yeong-ui shouted. Haeng-su immediately bowed his head and went outside.
Son Yeong-ui, who had been grumbling, sat down again and bit her fingernails.
The only one who could deal with the shaman faction of the old school was Namgung Sega of the five great families. That was Son Yeong-ui’s calculation.