Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 3



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Finding a patient

Guilin Prefecture, Guangxi Province. Located on the outskirts of the Central Plains, Guilin Prefecture was the most commercially active in Guangxi, and was very developed and had many people.

So the number of unmanned people was as high as the number of merchants, and their average level was also high, incomparable to that of Gu Hui-hyeon.

As the number of schools and families increased, a gathering of only the most powerful people naturally formed. Promising later leaders of the schools that were well-received in Guangxi Province met once every few months in Juhan County, the center of Guilin Prefecture.

“Have you all heard what happened at Gu Hwi-hyeon?”

The top floor of the most famous tower in Gyerimbu. A nobleman wearing silk clothes spoke with a smile. He was Ha Gong-sun, the Flying Jade Sword, the later vassal of the Oehyeon Gyeong.

“Of course I heard. The Gu Hwi-Yong family and the Cheongmu family were destroyed at the same time? I heard that the Gyerim-bu families are also rushing to check the empty houses.”

The one who answered was a slightly large man with fierce eyes. There was a fierce look in his eyes as he swung. He was Gong Ha-don, the head of Daeung Window.

“Brother Gong is mistaken. It is absurd to say that they will be destroyed at the same time. There was an order to it.”

“order?”

Gong Ha-don raised his eyebrows. The other Guang Xu scholars around him also seemed to be listening to Ha Gong-sun’s story. Except for one man.

When attention turned to me, Biyokgeom smiled faintly and cleared his throat.

“It is said that Cheongmumun spent seventy percent of his entire fortune to hire a master. Talhonnanggeun (奪魂鋃斤). You all know who he is, right?”

Another reviewer said in surprise:

“Huh! Talhonnanggeun went to Guhwihyeon! How come I haven’t seen him in a while, but he was there!”

“Yes. Anyway, now that Talhonnanggeun is gone, what can the powerful families of the village do? They’re all dead. I thought Cheongmumun would take over Gu Hwihyeon, but there… a ghost appeared?”

“ghost?”

Ha Gong-son chuckled.

“Since Cheongmumun destroyed Yongga, how noisy must they have been all night? The surrounding people couldn’t even complain and couldn’t sleep at night, but when dawn came, they suddenly became quiet. I thought it was because they were drunk, but when morning finally came, strangely, Cheongmumun’s manor gate was firmly shut and no one had come out.”

“…so.”

“Even if something seemed strange, no one opened the front door because they were afraid of the Blue Gate. But one day, they smelled a rotting corpse and blood coming from inside. So the people around them mustered up their courage and opened the front door… and that’s when they saw the disaster.”

“Catastrophe?”

“It was a field full of corpses! They had all been dead for a long time, and there were many corpses covered in maggots. But the strange thing was that it didn’t end there. All of those corpses, even the corpses of the Cheongmumunju, were there, and they were all… unscathed.”

“What do you mean there were no wounds?”

“It’s true. Usually, the life and death of a warrior is determined by a weapon like a sword or spear, right? Even a fist can leave a bruise or other wound. However, all the corpses of Cheongmumun had a terrible amount of hardened blood pouring out of their seven holes, but other than that, they were all clean.”

Gong Ha-don snickered and gulped down his alcohol.

“That’s a common story. Wasn’t it poison?”

Ha Gong-son shook his head.

“That’s not it. The doctor confirmed it. But he said that they all died because their blood vessels were horribly tangled and their blood clots burst. It’s like a ghost had cursed them!”

Gosh~ The female reviewers screamed in an exaggerated manner. There was a smile on their lips, but it was obvious that they didn’t believe what they were saying.

Of course, the other reviewers, Ha Gong-son, were the same. Ha Gong-son continued with a smile.

“There was a Cheongmumun warrior who barely survived even in that corpse cave.”

Gong Ha-don made a familiar expression.

“Oh, what a strange thing he said again.”

“He was a young man who had only been in Cheongmumun for a day, and he was not even able to participate in the fierce battle with Yongga. The villagers found him crouching alone in a corner, shivering. Do you know what he said?”

“What did you say?”

“The ghost of the dragon came and killed them all. He said that he just stabbed the warrior’s body with his finger and they all died.”

The laughter of the later index members filled the room. There were more than one or two superstitious stories like this in the Central Plains. The story that came out more often was the destruction of a certain sect.

The fight between Cheongmumun and Gu Huiyongga was a bloody battle in itself, but it was a common occurrence in the Central Plains.

Ha Gong-son, who was satisfied with the response to his story, snickered at a man. He was a man who had never laughed at Ha Gong-son’s story.

“I guess Brother Cheol didn’t like my story.”

Philosopher. He shook his head, having remained silent with a stern expression throughout the meeting.

“I heard the story well.”

Gong Ha-don openly laughed at Cheolhakjae’s blunt answer.

“Arthur. The house is in turmoil these days, so how can we laugh at such a sad story?”

Philosopher Jae’s face turned red. He looked at Gong Ha-don fiercely.

“…What did you just say?”

Gong Ha-don waved his hand in a sarcastic manner. Ha Gong-son and the other later indices also openly laughed.

“Did I say too much? I’m sorry. I just wish Cheol-ah hadn’t brought up the Gu Hwi-yong family’s incident just now against Cheol-ga.”

Philosopher Clan clenched his teeth. Philosopher Clan was the head of the Guangxi Iron Family. The head of the family, Iron Field, was one of the best masters in Guangxi Province, and was currently in a coma.

The cause is unknown. However, since the power of the Sega family is more than half of that family’s power, the Guangxi Iron Family, which was originally favored in Guangxi, has been gradually being checked by other forces recently.

‘These fucking bastards…’

Until last year, no one dared look at Philosophy Jae with such a gaze. But after my father lost consciousness, even this group began to mock Philosophy Jae more and more.

Philosopher Jae clenched his fists and suppressed his anger. He couldn’t dare to touch them now that the head of the household was gone. If only he had his mind set on it, he would have picked up his sword and killed them all right now.

‘I came here to ask you to lend a hand to me, but instead of helping me, you just look at me with greedy eyes!’

I couldn’t help but sigh. This gathering was also a gathering that the powerful people of Guangxi had created to strengthen their ties and join forces, and it was a gathering that Cheolhakjae had created himself.

However, under the leadership of Gong Ha-don, who arrived late, and Heo Gong-seon, who originally followed him, Cheolhak-jae was gradually being ostracized.

After a moment of laughter, the members of the gathering chatted amongst themselves, and then Ha Gong-seon noticed a beggar outside the window.

An old beggar sitting on the street right in front of the main building, staring into space.

His appearance, dirty and greased, was not a pleasant sight.

Ha Gong-son frowned.

“There’s a beggar who’s disturbing the lively scenery of Gwangseo. I think it would be a good idea to send someone to get rid of him.”

Gong Ha-don shook his head after hearing Ha Gong-son’s words.

“Arthur. From the old days, beggars were not to be messed with.”

Ha Gong-son was suspicious of Gong Ha-don’s words.

“Why?”

“It might be open.”

Open. One of the Ten Righteous Sects, a room where beggars from all over the Central Plains gathered and polished. It was a sect that competed with Haomun for the best intelligence organization in the Central Plains.

Ha Gong-son smiled faintly at Gong Ha-don’s words.

“Brother Gong, even though it is a sect of beggars, not all beggars are open-minded, right?”

“When martial artists who are not from prestigious sects see a beggar, their actions are divided into two categories.”

Gong Ha-don said while chewing the side dish.

“If you act cruelly without thinking about opening up like Ha-Au, you will suffer in the end.”

He moved quickly and continued speaking, looking down at the window.

“Either you think all beggars are open and act like fools.”

A beggar was sitting on a pile of straw covered in dirt, holding a badly cracked bowl in front of him. His appearance was extremely shabby and dirty, as befitting the word dog, but a man approached him.

“I have a question for you.”

The man’s clothes showed obvious signs of having been worn for a long time, and they were also dirty with dust. His body was thin and skinny, so much so that at first glance, you might have mistaken him for a beggar fighting over a seat.

However, the sharp impression faintly appearing between the gun and the stains in the man’s eyes obscured his appearance.

The beggar’s head rose slightly at the call. The later indices of the top floor of the royal court, including Gong Ha-don, also paid attention to the man.

The beggar met the man’s eyes for a moment and yawned. It was not something he should do with the person in front of him.

The beggar said, roughly scratching his stomach.

“I don’t know what it is, but I don’t think it’s something I should be asking you.”

The man, who had been staring blankly at the beggar for a moment, tilted his head.

“Aren’t you an open beggar?”

As Gong Ha-don’s words were exactly right, the later indexes burst into laughter. The beggar also let out a phlegmy laugh, as if he was quite used to this kind of experience.

“Of course, you saw it correctly. I am the Open-minded Punggae.”

There was no dignity in the beggar who spoke like that. At this point, he should have been a total idiot who immediately bowed down to the beggar or blushed when he realized that he had been made fun of, but the man did not do that.

“hmm.”

The man extended his index finger. The tip was pointed at the beggar’s chest.

And the index finger moved very slowly.

“Are you crazy?”

Gong Ha-don muttered. In his eyes, the man only seemed to be moving very slowly to stab the beggar.

The beggar seemed to have felt the same way. His expression of not knowing English was clearly visible even from the top floor of the building.

But as the index finger moved slowly without stopping, at some point.

The beggar’s expression changed abruptly.

At some point, the jaw and Yongun’s index finger were blocked. The beggar did not show any movement.

Formless energy. It was a wall of energy created by a master who could draw out the original energy and use it as he pleased.

The beggar, whose arrogant expression had disappeared, spoke softly.

“Do you want to die?”

Yongwoon’s shoulders were crushed by a murderous aura. A heavy aura like Mt. Tai pressed down on his body. The force that seemed to squeeze his entire body would have instantly collapsed any other warrior.

But Yongwoon, who barely held on, mustered up his strength and answered.

“I came here because I wanted to ask you something.”

“…”

The beggar, who had been staring into Yongwoon’s eyes for a while without saying anything, let out a sigh and relaxed. Yongwoon took a deep breath and asked him.

“Do you know who I am?”

“How would I know who you are?”

It was obvious that he did not welcome Yongwoon, but he just laughed it off. This was because Yongwoon knew better than anyone else that what the beggar had just said was a lie.

And the beggar must have noticed it too, because he said in a grumbling tone.

“What is the ghost prince of Gu Hui-hyeon doing in Gyerim-bu?”

This was the intelligence power of the open, politically correct best intelligence organization.

Although this beggar is a beggar from Guangxi Province, he also has information about the nameless Confucius of Guhui County, a small village in Guangxi on the outskirts of Central Plains.

Of course, the tragedy at Cheongmumun was caused by the superstition of the ghost prince. That’s why it received attention.

“That strange acupuncture technique wasn’t a lie. You know exactly where the blood clots are and try to point them out. Of course, I didn’t know you had a vicious nature that would kill even innocent beggars.”

“I just played along because the master was joking.”

The beggar snorted.

“So, what information do you want, Ghost? The location of the Talhon Nanggeun who slaughtered my family? The location of the castle where the son of the Cheongmumunju is sharpening his sword and calling for revenge?”

Yongwoon shook his head. The beggar’s eyebrows went up.

“We are looking for sick people in this Gyerimbu. People with wealth and status but who are suffering from incurable diseases.”

Yongwoon said with a smile.

“If I heal you… I will be the one who can repay that favor.”