Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 204



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 204

Not eating every day, not eating every day (1)

The Tenma Shingyo Nanju Branch.

Dam-bin, who returned to Jangwon with Ilmok, opened his mouth, unable to hide his pleased expression.

“Your Majesty, that was a truly excellent judgment, in keeping with the doctrine.”

“…I just didn’t want to shed blood unnecessarily.”

It didn’t mean the blood of the Heavenly Demon Sect. If it was the elite of the Haomun, then it wouldn’t matter. At best, it was the courtesans of the Nanju Bunta or the low-ranking warriors, so they could be slaughtered without any harm.

“I don’t think it’s useless. Aren’t all the disciples of Haomen evil?”

At Dam-bin’s words, Ilmok shook his head.

“But they’re not like the Jeoksabang or Nancheonhoe, right?”

They were sinners, but they were not extremely evil. At best, they were a group of petty criminals.

But it was different from openness.

If the beggars of the open world were mostly innocent and pitiful, then they were sinners one way or another.

It was uncomfortable to kill someone just because they were bothering the Open Doors, but Haomen was close to the type of person who would have no reason not to kill someone if they bothered him.

That is why Ichimoku went out of his way to find Jeokhwaruju and warn him.

‘You can’t go around killing everyone just because you can.’

It wasn’t because of any qualms about killing.

Ichimoku slightly lowered his head and looked at the sword tied to his waist.

‘… I feel a strange sense of disconnect.’

It was because of his own self-restraint, not feeling any guilt about the murder.

There was a lingering ominous feeling in my head that if I went around killing anyone I came across just because I had no qualms, I would end up crossing a line I shouldn’t have crossed.

* * *

Several days have passed since my meeting with Jeokhwaruju.

It is not known whether the Red Guards ignored the warnings, and there is no news of Haomen’s attack on the Giru under the Mireukmyunggyo Mountains.

Meanwhile, Dam-bin and Jin Ha-yeon continued to educate the new recruits of Eunwigak, and Baek-cheon was diligently tormenting the trio of new actors.

And on the evening of the day after the last meeting, Ahre had passed.

People gathered again at the same place where the last meeting was held.

Once again, Ichimoku, who was watching the situation from the tree he had been on before, let out a hollow laugh.

‘The number has increased even though we didn’t do any missionary work.’

The effect of the hymns and the supper seemed to have been quite good.

Hymns are addictive, needless to say.

‘Looking at the number of beggars increasing like this.’

The number of beggars coming to the meeting place had at least quadrupled.

Even the beggars that increased in number were all beggars who had not learned martial arts.

Naturally, those who participated in the meeting were divided into three large groups.

Those from Kiruna Changgwan. Ordinary people. Lastly, beggars.

Certainly, at the first meeting, beggars were mixed in with the general public, but now they were completely separated.

It was because of the terrible smell coming from the beggars.

When their numbers were small it was a little less so, but as they came in droves, people began to avoid them.

Naturally, beggars huddled together, and a terrible stench was emanating from the huddled beggars.

As a result, Ichimoku’s obsession with hygiene was also about to flare up.

– Slaughter those filthy bastards!!

Last time, the distance was a bit farther and there weren’t many beggars, so it was bearable.

But now that they were gathered in such large groups, the smell was noticeable even from a distance.

‘You crazy bastard. No matter what, killing someone just because they’re dirty is too much.’

Il-mok was cursing the side effects of the Tal-hon-mu-jeong-geom inwardly, but it was difficult to hold back any longer.

Pot.

Ichimoku covered his face with the mask of the Four Heavenly Kings he had brought just in case, and after coming down from the tree, he used his internal energy.

However, Ichimoku still did not draw his sword.

Even the internal energy of Ichimoku, which had grown even larger thanks to eating the Thousand-Year-Old Hasuo, was not flowing according to the secret of the Talhonmujeonggeom.

Instead, his internal energy began to respond to the energy of the world.

“Hey you guys!”

“You’re finally revealing your true colors!”

The moment when a few beggars who belatedly realized the magnificent flow of energy were startled and screamed.

Kwaaaaah!!

A torrent of water like a waterfall flew towards the huddled beggars.

Except for the middle-aged beggar who seemed to be the leader of the gang, the rest of the beggars were all hit by the stream of water and ended up like rain-soaked rats.

Their already pitiful appearance became even more miserable, and the leader, Gae-bok-do, who had thought it was a surprise attack and had hurriedly fled, made a bizarre expression at the sight of the water jets flying at him.

While the beggars were all out of their minds due to the sudden situation, Ichimoku gave an order to spray water at them.

“Bring the stone left in the laundry and wash their bodies.”

From the beginning, the purpose of the ritual was to cleanse them.

It was a decision made with the last bit of reason left, to refrain from killing.

This was a possible judgment because this place was near the laundry area and the water was overflowing. In addition, the fact that my internal energy had increased due to the Millennium Sewerage was a bonus.

At Ilmok’s instruction, several people quickly flew to collect the stone and began forcibly washing the rebellious beggars.

In the meantime, Ichimoku stood still at the place where he had sprayed the water and watched the situation.

I couldn’t even think of washing it myself. I thought if I got any closer, it would really explode.

At that moment, the only open leader who had avoided the water stream let out a roar of evil.

“What kind of bullying is this!!”

At the shout of the middle-aged beggar Hong-gae, Ilmok also responded with a blush on his forehead.

“You’ll freeze to death if you act like a bully. You’re dirty, so why don’t you wash it?”

“Don’t you know that you’re starving them to death!!”

“… … ?”

Everyone watching, including Ilmok, had a puzzled expression on their face.

“Yes!”

“Please stop!”

“Oh my gosh, I’m dying!!”

The beggars who were being forcibly washed even groaned and waited.

And thanks to the crying of one beggar who was forcibly washed, Ichimoku was able to grasp the situation.

“If it becomes this clean, what can I do with begging?”

Even though he was on the verge of losing his mind due to compulsion, Ichimoku found himself laughing in vain.

‘Now that I look at these kids, it’s not that they didn’t wash, it’s that they didn’t wash!’

Come to think of it, it didn’t make sense for me to have lived without washing, even though the river was flowing like this.

He lived without washing because he looked like a beggar with water running down his face, and people felt sorry for him and did him good deeds.

‘Really. If it were up to me, I’d kill them all.’

The filth that stimulates their shameless attitude and obsession with hygiene. And then there’s the constant digging and annoying.

There wasn’t a single part that I liked.

– Yes! Kill them! If you can draw a perfect sword path on the bodies of those filthy bastards, they will die gratefully!

Ironically, the side effect of the Talhonmujeonggeom was actually making me more reluctant to kill.

Just a moment to think about what to do with those damn guys.

A useful idea occurred to Ilmok.

Thanks to those words they uttered.

“You bastards! As the old saying goes, ‘He who does not work shall not eat!’ You bastards are no worse than livestock in being lazy!”

At Ichimoku’s shout, those gathered began to murmur.

“Was there an old saying like that…?”

“This is the first time I’ve heard of it…?”

While everyone was muttering in a puzzled tone, one middle-aged man dressed as a scholar clicked his tongue and said.

“Tsk tsk. This is why people have to study to live. It’s a story from the Tang Dynasty by the Zen Master Huaihai! He said that if he didn’t work even for a day, he wouldn’t eat (一日不作 一日不食)! Isn’t that what he’s saying right now?”

At the middle-aged scholar’s words, Ilmok let out a sigh of relief.

‘Damn. I didn’t think this was something that didn’t exist in the Central Plains.’

It was fortunate that there was at least a similar test.

In the meantime, thanks to Ichimoku’s scolding and the scholar’s explanation, the eyes of those gathered were once again turned to the beggars.

It wasn’t the usual pitiful look in his eyes. It was filled with a feeling of patheticness.

If it was natural, then it was natural.

To refuse to even wash in order to receive alms. From the perspective of those who are busy making a living every day, this could not be more disgusting.

“I gave them food without even knowing they were those kinds of people.”

“Haa. They weren’t beggars, they were swindlers.”

As people’s criticism poured in, even the beggars who had thrown away their pride to make a living by begging had no choice but to bow their heads in shame.

One beggar, unable to bear the shame, cried out in an evil voice.

“Do you think we live like this because we want to live like this!!”

The moment the beggar’s cry burst out.

Honggae intuitively felt that something was going wrong.

A time when only the moonlight softly illuminates the world. Although it was quite far away, Hong-gae’s eyes, which had reached the peak of his power, could see it.

The man who had just turned his arrows of blame on the beggars. A smile formed on his lips through the mask of the sorcerer who had shot out a waterfall of water.

“Then why are you guys, who are all perfectly healthy, living like this?”

From the beginning, Ilmok had no intention of criticizing and chasing those beggars.

“We live like beggars because we have no work to do! No one gives us work!!”

At the screams of the beggar possessed by evil, Ilmok hid his smile and asked seriously.

A method that Ilmok thought of to get rid of beggars in Nanju without killing them.

“If we make you work and give you money, will you stop begging?”

That is, assigning work and paying wages.

It was a method that came to mind quickly because Ilmok had worked as a social welfare civil servant.

Don’t give a man a fish, teach him how to fish.

In the welfare-related work that I worked on, it was such an obvious and most important principle.

The problem was that it was a principle that was difficult to implement for practical reasons.

‘Anyway, thanks to the wealth of Nancheonhoe, there is more than enough money to do the work.’

Any method would be possible now.

Especially, in a situation like now where countless people’s pitiful eyes are focused on beggars, it is even more so.

In the midst of all this, if there is someone who answers, ‘I don’t want to work, so I’ll just beg!’, then they’re not beggars; they’re just crazy.

“Oh, you’re saying you’re going to give us work and wages?”

“Is it true, sir?”

Suddenly, the beggars started using extremely respectful terms toward Ilmok and looking at him with earnest eyes.

Hong-gae, who came to his senses late, screamed.

“Don’t fall for their sweet talk!! What makes you believe in them and do what they tell you to do!!”

At that shout that was full of internal energy, everyone’s eyes were naturally drawn to Hong-gae.

“I am Hong Gae, the leader of the Gaepo clan and the leader of the Nanju clan. According to the will of the Gaepa clan leader, I will do anything to protect the beggars!”

Honggae declared war on the Mireukmyungyo religion by revealing his identity.

“You’re talking weird.”

The masked man, who appeared to be a sorcerer for some reason, tilted his head as if he didn’t understand and asked.

“Which side is truly helping the beggars: one that forces them to work and pays them, or one that just lets them beg and protects them from getting beaten?”

The sorcerer’s tone was calm.

“… … .”

Hong-gae couldn’t even answer the question he had never thought of.