Tangmunjeon - Chapter 383



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Tangmunjeon Episode 383

Taoist

Four people from the approaching group died simultaneously, followed by one more person.

Only then did people turn and hide in the darkness.

Knock knock.

In the dead of night, the sound of the thatched roof of a house burning can be heard.

Only then did Mr. Lim come to his senses and look objectively at what he had just said.

“that···.”

“Yes, go ahead.”

Dang Mu-jin and Hyeon-gong did not stop Mr. Im from telling his story.

At first glance, it seemed like a serious attitude, but in Dang Mu-jin and Hyeon-gong’s eyes, an anticipation that could not be hidden was shining.

Mr. Lim spoke hesitantly.

“···Isn’t it a good thing that there’s no need to make sacrifices? No matter how brave I am, I didn’t want to lose my life needlessly in a place like this···.”

A somewhat poor excuse. But the situation was such that no further excuse was possible.

Dang Mu-jin and Hyeon-gong exchanged glances.

If the opponent had been Namgung Myung or Hong Geol-gae instead of Mr. Im, they could have enjoyed this situation for about two weeks by endlessly slandering and pressuring him, but Dang Mu-jin and Hyeon-gong agreed not to tease Mr. Im any further.

Whatever his motive, it was true that he had risked his life to save the two people, and Mr. Lim was more than ten years older than him.

Although he didn’t know Hyeon-gong, Dang Mu-jin was a decent and polite young man who knew how to respect his elders.

Dang Mu-jin answered with a win-win.

“It must not have been an easy choice. Moreover, thanks to your bravery, we were able to easily defeat the pervert.”

Dang Mu-jin expressed his deep gratitude on behalf of Hyeon-gong.

However, Mr. Lim seemed to have subconsciously realized that his excuses were not working, and he continued to fidget.

Eventually, Mr. Lim quickly changed the subject.

“By the way, what do you guys do? You don’t seem like ordinary congressmen and mountain youths…”

Dang Mu-jin introduced himself with a rather cool expression.

“The head of the party in Sacheon Seongseong. My name is Dang Mujin.”

“The head of the party? Ah… That… Are you talking about that head of the party? I see. That’s what I thought.”

“···.”

Mr. Lim answered as if he knew the Danggajang, but no matter how I looked at it, it seemed like it was the first time he had heard about the Danggajang.

Although merchants are well-informed about rumors, it has little to do with peddlers who only operate in certain areas.

Moreover, the Tang family was particularly well-known among the martial artists, doctors, and night watchmen.

‘Should I have just introduced him as a dragon?’

But it was a bit ugly to introduce myself twice in a row and expect people to recognize me. Dang Mu-jin kept his mouth shut, and as a result, Hyun-gong missed the opportunity to introduce himself.

If Mr. Im doesn’t know the party leader but does know the shamanist faction, then the party leader’s feelings may be uncomfortable.

It would have been nice if things had ended so warmly, but the flames burning the thatched-roof house were too bright. A few people were seen sneaking out again.

Dang Mu-jin’s eyes also became serious again.

If they were just a bunch of idiots, they would have lost their will to fight as soon as they saw the power of Biryun.

In other words, those who have now revealed themselves are likely those who have judged that they can somehow prevent the fall of the wheel. It is unclear whether that method is based on confidence in their abilities or a truly effective solution.

Even the number gradually increased to more than five, and soon approached ten. It seemed certain that it would increase further as time passed.

‘Is it the right choice to continue fighting here?’

While Dang Mu-jin was fiddling with the wheel and thinking, Hyeon-gong observed the movements of the people approaching.

It was hard to tell for sure because it was dark, but judging by their attire, they didn’t look like Kunlun School practitioners.

Hyun-gong’s impressions were not much different from Dang Mu-jin’s.

‘···The situation is not good.’

The skills of Dang Mu-jin and Hyeon-gong are particularly outstanding.

Even including the Demonic Cult’s unmanned units, it would certainly be the case, and Dangmujin was particularly adept at fighting against multiple units.

However, it is impossible to fight endlessly against the Demonic Cult’s unmanned forces whose number is unknown.

Also, the fact that there are so many Demonic Cult warriors around Kunlun Mountain means that the Kunlun Sect has been taken over by the Demonic Cult.

Hyun-gong came to a conclusion.

‘I should step back for now. It’s a shame that I couldn’t catch Ban-yeop, but it’s not bad just to have obtained the information. No, not being able to catch Ban-yeop isn’t a big problem. If I showed this much sincerity, Namgung Myung would return the Songmun Sword. Namgung Myung’s personality is not that of a swindler.’

Just as Hyun-gong was gathering his thoughts and about to step back, Dang-mu-jin pointed toward the foot of Kunlun Mountain and spoke.

“Hyungong. Isn’t that guy Banyeop?”

Hyun-gong narrowed his eyes and looked at the place that Dang Mu-jin had pointed to. There was Ban-yeop, the Taoist from Kunlun Mountain who had reported the death of Namgung Jin-cheon.

Banyeop, wearing the gray-colored robes characteristic of Kunlun Mountain Taoists, stared intently at the group from beyond the approaching demonic cult members. The distance between Banyeop and the group was approximately several hundred paces.

It seemed like Ban-yeop was afraid of the Demonic Cult warriors and couldn’t approach the group, and it also seemed like he was giving orders to the Demonic Cult warriors from behind.

Dang Mu-jin and Hyeon-gong were lost in thought at the same time.

‘Why is Banyeop there?’

‘Was Banyeop a member of the Demonic Cult rather than the Kunlun Sect? If so, there would be no reason for him to be wearing the Kunlun Sect’s uniform until now.’

‘Then are they allies? If they are allies, how are they staying in Kunlun Mountain, which has been taken over by the Demonic Cult?’

No matter which way you look at it, the situation is strange.

Not only Dang Mu-jin, but also Hyeon-gong couldn’t come to a conclusion for quite some time.

At that moment, Ban-yeop, who was a few hundred paces away, began to slowly walk towards Dang Mu-jin and his party.

And then something unbelievable happened. In just two breaths, Ban-yeop moved hundreds of paces and reached the three of them.

Not only Mr. Im and Dang Mu-jin, but even Hyeon-gong, who rarely loses his composure, was so surprised that he almost held his breath.

That wasn’t lightness. Even though the lightness of martial artists is incomparably faster than the pace of an ordinary person, they can’t move a distance of several hundred paces in three or four steps.

Banyeop, who had arrived in front of the group without realizing it, was bleeding profusely from his nose. Despite his nosebleed, Banyeop spoke to Dangmujin and Hyeon-gong in a calm manner.

“I saw you two at Namgung Segae. Who is the other one?”

Dang Mu-jin glanced at Hyeon-gong.

If Ban-yeop’s tone or expression showed hostility, Hyun-gong would react. However, Hyun-gong did not seem to be going to attack Ban-yeop.

So instead of subduing Ban-yeop, Dang Mu-jin answered obediently.

“This is a companion I met on the way here.”

“Are there just the three of you? Without any other companions?”

“Yes.”

Ban-yeop seemed a little disappointed by Dang Mu-jin’s answer, but he immediately handed the group a yellow piece of paper.

“All three of you, hold this talisman, bow your heads, look at the ground, and move your feet in time with my steps. Never raise your heads.”

The letter that Banyeop held out was a yellow piece of paper.

And on the yellow paper, there were strange patterns and red letters drawn. Judging from the red color of the letters and pictures, it seemed as if they had been colored by grinding mirror-faced vermilion sand.

In other words, the spirit was a so-called talisman.

Actually, now was not the time to waste time fiddling with such talismans.

The Demonic Cult’s warriors were getting closer and closer, so swinging their swords, throwing flying wheels, and spraying poison would have been the logical response. Or else, running away like a savage.

But the problem was the strange talent that Banyeop had just shown. What kind of person in the world could show such talent?

At the same time, Dang Mu-jin recalled the story that Hong Geol-gae had told him about his teacher. The place where Daepung-gae Pang-cheon learned Taoism was clearly Kunlun Mountain.

In fact, Dang Mu-jin had thought that Pang Cheon’s magic was half a trick, but after seeing Ban Yeop just now, he had no choice but to believe in the existence of magic.

Hyun-gong’s judgment also followed a similar flow. The only difference was that he made a decision a little faster than Dang Mu-jin and seized the spirit.

Banyeop said.

“Hurry up. There’s no time left.”

Following Hyeon-gong, Dang Mu-jin and Im-ssi also held onto Yeong-bu and looked at the ground.

As Banyeop slowly took his steps, the other three took their steps at the same time.

And when Ban-yeop put his foot down, he put his foot down with him.

One step, two steps, three steps like that.

Just as I was about to take four steps forward, the spirit tablet started burning on its own. However, the hand holding the spirit tablet was not hot.

“Coolook, coolook!”

Banyeop coughed harshly. Only then did Dangmujin, Hyeon-gong, and Im-ssi raise their heads.

Before I knew it, the surrounding scenery had changed a little.

The burning hut was not behind the group, but at least a few hundred paces away.

Just as Ban-yeop had done when he first approached the group, the four of them had moved a long distance in an instant.

The Demonic Cult’s unmanned soldiers looked around in confusion as Dang Mu-jin and his party suddenly disappeared from their sight.

However, the distance between the Demonic Cult’s unmanned forces and Dang Mujin’s party was still not that far. If they hesitated and their location was discovered, they would be surrounded again.

“What is this···!”

As Hyun-gong quietly exclaimed in admiration, Ban-yeop coughed repeatedly but continued to explain kindly.

“Kuluk, kulk. It’s called the shrinking technique. Ugh. I wanted to move a little further, but there were so many people that I couldn’t go any further.”

Banyeop raised his head as he spoke. Then Dangmujin spoke in horror.

“Bleeding!”

Banyeop’s lower body was almost soaked in blood. The amount of nosebleed flowing from his nose was also unusual, and drops of blood spurted out every time he coughed.

But Banyeop paid no attention and pointed to the foot of Kunlun Mountain with his hand.

“It’s okay. I just overdid it a little. Just run to the mountain.”

This is not a situation where we can argue about this and that.

Dang Mu-jin carried Im-ssi on his back, and Hyeon-gong performed light exercises while carrying Ban-yeop on his back.

“···!”

Soon after, people’s shouts could be heard from afar. The Demonic Cult warriors had noticed the location of Dang Mu-jin and his party.

“···shit!”

Tang Wujin and Xuan Gong’s achievements were clearly superior to those of the Demonic Cult’s warriors, and their lightness techniques were even better. However, since each of them carried one person, they were unable to achieve proper speed.

On the other hand, the Demonic Cult members thought they had seized their opportunity and ran towards Dang Mujin and his party like a pack of angry wolves. The distance between them quickly narrowed.

“Ugh, ugh!”

My breath hitched.

Even while carrying a person, the speed at which Dangmujin and Hyeon-gong moved was more than twice as fast as the speed at which an ordinary person could run, but it was not enough.

Before I knew it, I had reached the foot of the mountain that Banyeop had pointed to. But of course, reaching the foot of the mountain did not solve the problem.

The moment Dang Mu-jin and Hyeon-gong were about to prepare to fight, Ban-yeop spoke again.

“Keep moving.”

I didn’t know if this was the right choice, but once I believed and started moving, I had no choice but to keep moving.

But because he couldn’t shake off the distracting thoughts, Dang Mu-jin kept moving his legs and rolling his head.

‘···How can I get rid of those demonic bastards?’

Suddenly, it occurred to him that Hyun-gong might have come up with a solution. Dang Mu-jin turned his head to the side and shouted.

“stringer!”

At that moment, Dang Mu-jin saw an unbelievable sight in a slightly different direction.

Hyun-gong was carrying Ban-yeop on his back and supporting Ban-yeop’s thighs with both hands. The problem was that the moment Dang Mu-jin called Hyun-gong’s name, Hyun-gong’s hands were seen tightening.

In other words, before Dang Mu-jin called Hyun-gong, Hyun-gong’s hands were a little weak. Hyun-gong was secretly preparing to throw away Ban-yeop.

“···.”

When Dang Mu-jin narrowed his eyes and looked at Hyun-gong, Hyun-gong sent a message.

– Dang Mu-jin. Did you know that when your body becomes lighter, your feet become faster?

The party leader answered immediately.

– Even so, that’s a bit···.

– Don’t be greedy and know how to throw away your things when necessary. It’s better for two people to survive than for everyone to die. Right?

The logic was so plain and clear that even Dang Mu-jin was a little shocked.

However, Dang Mu-jin was not easily swayed. Hyun-gong’s stories were always plausible.

– This isn’t a question of numbers.

– Don’t worry. The shamans do not forget sacrifices. If you build a neat altar on Mt. Mudeungsan and honor the two of you for a long time, the two of you will definitely…

While Hyun-gong was continuing his excuses, a human arm suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

There was no way to tell who was outstretched, because there were literally just two arms hanging out in the air. This is also something that would make a ghost cry.

Dang Mu-jin and Hyeon-gong were startled and twisted their bodies to avoid the hand.

However, since he was carrying a person, he could not move freely, and to make matters worse, the distance between his hands and the person was too close for him to avoid being hit by both arms.

In the end, the two hands grabbed the nape of Dang Mu-jin and Hyeon-gong’s necks, and with violent movements, they pulled Dang Mu-jin and Hyeon-gong and threw them away.

“Ouch!”

Suddenly, four people, including Dang Mu-jin, Hyeon-gong, Ban-yeop, and Mr. Im, had to roll around on the floor.

Only then did Dang Mu-jin and Hyeon-gong see the stranger’s legs.

Of course, Dang Mu-jin and Hyeon-gong were not lying down comfortably.

The two men were accustomed to fighting for their lives, so without hesitation, they both stood up and tried to swing their swords.

But the voice of the monster stopped Dang Mu-jin and Hyeon-gong from drawing their swords.

“Don’t move or speak, just breathe.”

The content of the story aside, the problem was that the voice sounded familiar.

Also, since there was no other choice in the situation, Dangmujin and Hyungong stopped their movements at the same time and calmed their breathing.

The rough breathing gradually became calmer.

And as the sound of their breathing grew quieter, the footsteps of their pursuers grew closer.

“Where did you go?”

“This way! Follow me!”

Dang Mu-jin’s heart beat quickly.

Even though it was a dark forest at night, the only things that obscured the group were a few bare tree branches.

Unless you are blind, there is no way you would not have spotted the group.

Dang Mu-jin slowly raised his venomous aura so that he could fight at any time, and slowly touched the handle of his sword with his sweaty palms.

But tonight’s strange events aren’t over yet.

The dozen or so pursuers failed to find the group standing still and naturally passed them by, disappearing deep into the Kunlun Mountains.

After a little more time had passed, Mr. Im, the merchant, let out the breath he had been holding back and spoke quietly.

“···Phew. Are you done?”

The answer came from behind me.

“For now, yes.”

Dang Mu-jin and Hyeon-gong slowly looked back.

There was a familiar face there.

The eldest son of the Kunlun school, Yuyu Taoist.

The party leader bowed and paid homage.

“It’s nice to receive help as soon as we meet after a long time.”

“We only met once, but you still remember my face.”

The gentleman laughed heartily.

However, Dang Mu-jin still did not let his guard down. He suspected that Yoo Yoo-do-in had fallen under the command of the Demonic Cult.

So, Dang Mu-jin quietly let his arms hang down and secretly grabbed the handle of his sword inside his wide sleeves.

Dang Mu-jin said.

“I have something to ask you.”

“What is it?”

“Now that the Demonic Cult has expanded its territory to the vicinity of Kunlun Mountain, how can Your Majesty the Long-liver remain in Kunlun Mountain?”

“They coexist precariously, using leftover talent.”

The answer was unclear. Dang Mu-jin gripped the sword handle more tightly and asked.

“Then, can you tell me in detail how you recovered Namgung Jincheon’s sword?”

As Dang Mu-jin spoke, he glanced at Hyeon-gong out of the corner of his eye. Just like Dang Mu-jin, Hyeon-gong’s sleeves were also hanging down next to his waist.

If a vague answer comes back this time, Dang Mu-jin and Hyeon-gong will simultaneously draw their swords and cut off Yoo Yoo-do-in’s head.

But no answer came back from Yoo Yoo Do-in.

“I gave it to you.”

Dang Mu-jin and Hyeon-gong looked behind Yoo Yoo-do-in, in the direction where the voice came from.

There was a person there who was thought to be dead. The swordsman Namgung Jincheon.

“···Are you alive?”

It was not a question that needed an answer. So Namgung Jincheon asked Dang Mujin and Hyeon-gong.

“Why are you the only ones here? Where are the others?”