The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Chapter 100

Everyone stared at Jin-moo’s smirking words.

“The expression is different, but it’s the same as taking money.”

“What do you mean, you’re ripping money!” You’re going too far.”

Baek Yeo-rin jumped up and Baek-pyo looked blank.

“Too much? What?”

“That’s because they voluntarily...”

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

Jinmu interrupted Baek Yeo-rin.

“It’s just a little better. It’s just that I’m not being greedy.”

“The vast expanse of Gyerim that Baek has. It’s not all the land of the hundredthats. And yet, as you have always done, you’re receiving taxes for sponsorship.”

“But we used that money to help people around us whenever they were having a hard time. Free of charge for every famine...”

“Free? That’s funny.”

“.......”

“Where did you get all that money and grain? It’s not even the top Have you ever named a farmer?”

“The difference between you and the faction is whether you give back what you received or not. In the first place, everyone was made up of mint chocolate. It was originally theirs.”

At Jinmu’s words, Baek Yeo-rin frowned, unable to find words to protest.

“To them, you’re the same as the gang. I’m just a man of the woods.”

“......”

“It’s just prejudice. The Defeat Party is a safari, so it feels like they’re just ripping it off when they get protection money. It’s the same as you guys. It’s just that you don’t believe that much.”

Baek Yeo-rin couldn’t find a word to answer.

The topic of the truth, “Are they really different from the defeat party,” touched my heart.

The fact that Safa fights to take away and the faction to protect is also just a prejudice that someone has created after all. In fact, both of them are fighting for more benefits. If you have more territory, the school will be stronger.”

a genuine persuasion

He was a slave driver. Numerous disputes frequently occur among the Sapa. And you can’t always side with one or the other in the dispute.

So there was a lot of intervention. That was the process of settling the dispute.

And if you don’t listen to the intervention.

“You can hold a knife here right now. I don’t care if we attack each other without narrowing our opinions. Only.”

Jinmu got up from his seat and took out his knife.

And then

The pale black river rose with a flood of water.

“I couldn’t narrow down my opinion either, so I have no choice but to do it my way. And I’m a shaman, so I have no choice but to say it by force.”

(Sound “Cough”)

The atmosphere twisted and began to scream.

Jinmu began to weigh on everything he could see by pulling up his energy.

“This might be better. If you kill them all, there will be no one left in Gyerim.”

Thick flesh weighed on everyone’s hearts. After all, it’s all the same because I’m a Murim man.

It’s just a different way of living.

It would have been different if it were green or numerical because they were the only targets to take away.

It has a name for a pretentious political faction, but they are no different from Sapa, too. It is because people suffer because of them as a reason to chase down those who entered their territory, but the reality is that the profits are reduced.

“Well, make up your mind. Either they all die, or they give way to each other as I wish.”

Everyone gasped in frustration at the tremendous energy of the Jinmu.

“Ha, I’ll make an agreement....”

A word from Baek Yeo-rin.

“All right.”

The energy of the Jinmu washed away.

In an instant, he breathed out breathless energy and collected it in an instant.

It was no easy matter.

You’re not saying it’s all?’

Baek-pyo smiled lazily and looked at Jin-moo sitting down with surprised eyes.

It was impossible to tell how far the Jinmu was from his ability.

“Okay, that’s enough, right?”

“......Yes.”

“Yes.”

It was not a satisfactory result for everyone, but Baek Yeo-rin and Noh Young-chan answered simultaneously.

“But... ...I should accept an apology.”

Samasso, the captain, looked at Noh Young-chan and spoke.

“Apple?”

“Yes, the lord of the gang made fun of my lord by offering his marriage to him.”

Roh Young-chan looked at Jinmu with a perplexed expression as if he were a child reaching an adult.

Jin-moo frowned and looked at Noh Young-chan, and he looked down in contemplation.

“G, I apologize. I went to the department of internal medicine. I will never have that kind of heart again.”

“........”

In fact, Jinmu had a different idea.

I felt that the guy who looked close to 50 was greedy, but it didn’t matter

Isn’t that possible? I had Hwayang as my concubine in my later years.

“Yes, I do.”

“If you do, please contact the senior officer and tell him I’m looking for some.”

“What? Mr. Mufeng-gae?”

“Yes.”

Lee Bok-dong stares at Jinmu’s answer.

“Why are you looking for an open hero?”

Suddenly the tone of the horse changed.

Depending on the answer, he raises his spirits as if he would be willing to die.

Looking at its shape, it’s not as good as Baekpyo’s, but wouldn’t it be dead with a flick?

But there was no more time to lose.

“I’m a shaman, a sword, and a jinmu.”

“The shaman... What?!”

Lee Bok-dong’s eyes became as big as a firework.

“Well, are you really a shaman’s swordsman?”

Is it this famous?

Moreover, he looked much more surprised than when Yang So-bang’s name came out.

Even Baek-pyo was opening his mouth with a surprised look on his face to see if he knew the meaning of shaman-ji-gum.

But why don’t you know the negotiation between the two teams?

Still, he seems to know his name, so I feel proud for some reason.

Jinmu proudly took out and showed the taegeuk mark of shaman Taoist wearing on his waist.

“The shaman, the Jinmu...”

After confirming the name written on the back of the Taegeuk mark, Lee Bok-dong became an expression of seeing an angel.

I wondered if it could be, but it couldn’t have been as false as it was a person who was a guest in Baekga, a famous political faction.

Lee Bok-dong fell flat on his stomach immediately.

“Lee Bok-dong, the three-prayer of the Openness, meets the shaman’s swords of the time.”

“Oh, thank you for the greeting. Can you hurry up and tell him?”

“Of course. When I saw the shaman’s sword, I was told to cooperate without fail. May I ask why?”

“It’s hard to say”

Just give it to him and he’ll know.”

“Well, I see. Do you have anything else to say?”

“Well, I’m in a hurry, so if you have any senior disciples nearby, please call me a hundred heads. You just have to stay until the fireman arrives.”

“I see. Send a call to neighboring Ho-buk and it will be possible in a day or two. We’ll proceed as soon as possible

“Thank you. I’ll tell my elder Yang that I remembered my name, Half-Dong, and it was a great help.”

“Well, really! I’ll do my best.”

Lee Bok-dong bowed hard with an emotional expression and ran away as if flying. It was as if he was trying to stand out somehow.

Of course, it’s not Jinmu but Yang Sobang’s eyes.

After Lee Bok-dong left, Baek-pyo couldn’t erase his surprised expression and asked.

“Was it really a shamanistic sword?”

“Why? Does it sound like a lie?”

“No, it’s not that...”

It doesn’t suit me.

I never thought that a person with the title of the shamanistic prosecutor would drink, eat meat, swear words, and even speak informally.

Who doesn’t know a shaman’s sword in the midfield?

There may be hundreds, or even thousands, of people who admire the name.

“You’re an amazing person.”

“I’m shy.”

Still, I didn’t feel bad when I saw his respectful eyes. If I knew this, I should have told you earlier.

“Thank you again for your help.”

It was because of that stupid fellow, Chun Woo-myung.

“I promise you again. I will think of the grace you have given me in the hundredth chapter, and I will make sure to volunteer...”

“Why?”

“What?”

“Do more good things in your life”

“.......”

“If you die, will your sins disappear?” I’m just avoiding it. Just live. Live your whole life thinking that doing many good things alive is paying off the dead.”

Baek-pyo couldn’t say anything.

I am already indebted. He saved himself and saved his family. And now Salah. knowing one’s sins

Oh, how can I repay you for all this kindness? This man is truly the greatest man in the world.

Jin-moo stared at Baek-pyo, who was silent for a while.

He looked like he was shaking his shoulders after lowering his head for a long time. And soon, drops of water were dripping under his feet.

Damn it! Are you crying again? Are you crying again?

It’s been quiet for a while...

Oh, my

“Just in case, it’s a secret that you gave me the sword, okay?”

“.....”