Tangmunjeon - Chapter 277



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Episode 277 Bloody

Dang Mu-jin and his party went along the mountain path of Mt. Gyeran.

Although the pace of movement was a bit slow, it was nice because the two little ones kept chattering and talking nonstop, so we didn’t get bored.

Then, Hong Geol-gae, who had gone forward first, returned and waved his hand. This meant that he could see the village ahead.

The party of Dang Mu-jin stopped walking without anyone saying anything.

“Why did you stop?”

Yalullan looked at Hyungong and asked.

Hyungong was especially kind to the two children, and the two children followed Hyungong the best.

The myth that children can see through the minds of evil people has been proven to be a lie.

Hyun-gong answered concisely.

“Even adults get leg pain when they walk a lot.”

“I can still walk further.”

“That’s because you were sleeping on my back just a moment ago.”

The physical strength of Yalullan and Yalulhuan was considerable.

He often walked at a brisk pace following the group, and even when he got a little tired and staggered, he quickly regained his energy when carried for a while.

In some ways, children’s physical strength is better than that of adults.

In any case, the reason I wasn’t approaching the village right now wasn’t because of physical strength.

If the village is empty, there will be lots of corpses, which is a problem, and if there are Sapa people staying in the village, there will be corpses that need to be created, which is a problem.

It’s best to finish work while the children are sleeping and then head out of town.

But there was no need to wait long. After feeding Yalullan and Yalulhuan an early dinner, the two children soon fell asleep and fell fast asleep.

Only then did Dang Mu-jin and his party get up from their seats and approach the village. There was no sign of life.

‘Is the village empty again? It seems the Sapa people have already left. Could the body be outside the village?’

As he was thinking that and about to leave the village, Namgung Myung felt a presence approaching.

If someone approaches after checking the group, they are most likely confident in their abilities.

‘Is it the ghost king?’

Namgung Myung hid behind the building with his sword drawn.

However, the person who appeared was not the ghost king, but a middle-aged man.

It is clear that I approached the group not because I was confident in my martial arts skills, but because I didn’t know the group was there.

Namgung Myung put away the sword he had drawn and then slowly revealed himself.

As expected, the man was startled as soon as he saw Namgung Myung.

“Who are you?”

“I’m just a passerby.”

“···There’s a wanderer in Mt. Gyeran?”

The man looked Namgung Myung up and down, and only then did he notice the sword hanging from Namgung Myung’s waist.

The man shrank back, tense with fear.

“Don’t worry. I don’t intend to harm you.”

Jinhae said as he took a step forward, carrying the sleeping child under his armpits.

I had intended to show him a young child to put him at ease, but the middle-aged man looked even more suspicious of the sight.

“Hmm···!”

“Don’t get me wrong, I’m not kidnapping any children. There was a disaster in the village ahead, and I just brought the two children who survived.”

“Ah… is that so?”

This time, the party of Dang Mu-jin observed the man’s behavior.

The man’s sleeves and arms were stained with human blood. It wasn’t a trace of blood splattered, but rather a trace of blood from the corpse he was holding in his arms.

It is clear that he is going to bury the villagers.

“By the way, what do you do that makes you stay alone in the village?”

“I am a herbalist. I travel around Mt. Gyeran, dig up herbs, dry them, and sell them outside to make a living.”

“It looks like something happened in the village. How did you survive alone?”

When Dang Mu-jin asked, the herbalist’s expression darkened.

“I don’t know what happened either. I went out the day before yesterday to gather herbs, and when I came back this morning, all the villagers were dead. I’m on my way back from burying the bodies.”

As Dang Mu-jin approached the herbalist, he could sense the scent coming from his body. It was a bitter scent that even the smell of blood could not erase.

‘It’s not a lie that I’m a herbalist.’

Herbalists routinely wander the mountains for days on end with a basket full of herbs, so the scent of grass and herbs permeates their bodies.

“It’s a blessing in disguise. You were lucky.”

“Do you know what’s going on?”

“It seems like the martial artists passed by and harmed the villagers. As I said before, the people from the village in front were all killed, except for these two children.”

“ah···.”

The herbalist sighed, as if he had only just understood the situation.

Dang Mu-jin pointed to the west and asked.

“Is the next town this way?”

“Yes.”

“Thank you. If I meet any other survivors, I will tell them that the herbalist is alive.”

Since the herbalist saves me the time of burying the body, I can extend that kind of favor.

Just as the party was packing up and about to head to the next village, the herbalist spoke nervously.

“I can show you the way to the next town. Would you like to come with me?”

“It would be better not to come, as there may be a fight. If you really need to check the situation, wait a day or two before coming.”

But unexpectedly, the herbalist was stubborn.

“My teacher is in the next town. I must see with my own eyes to see if he is doing well.”

“Master.”

Like other craftsmen or field workers, herbalists often learn from a teacher.

If you work as an herbalist without learning properly, you are likely to cause trouble by bringing in and selling strange herbs that look similar.

The herbalist asked again.

“You’re from a foreign land. There are a lot of places you can get lost in after this point, so it would be better for me to guide you rather than you getting lost.”

“···If that’s the case.”

The group suddenly started walking with one more person in their group.

This was a pretty good situation for the group.

The herbalist has taken care of the two children that Jinhae was in charge of, so if a situation arises where they need to fight, Dang Mujin and his party will be able to use all their power.

The next village wasn’t far away, but there was a crucial difference from the previous one: Even in the middle of the night, there was a sense of presence.

Instead of going straight to the village, Dang Mu-jin and his party climbed up the hillside around the village and hid there, looking down at the village. As expected, they could see people walking around from time to time.

The herbalist said, narrowing his eyes.

“···These are unfamiliar faces.”

As expected, it seems that they are Sapa’s unmanned people. Then, the herbalist’s gaze turned to the small house.

There was an old woman there who looked a bit tough.

The herbalist breathed a sigh of relief.

“Fortunately, Master is unharmed.”

“Is that old woman your teacher?”

“Yes. You are a herbalist and a doctor. It’s hard for me to be a doctor, so I only learned the job of a herbalist…”

The herbalist’s master was an unusual person to anyone who saw him.

People are reluctant to hire female legislators or herbalists. They even make excuses that the herbs that women pick are tainted with yin, and do not pay a fair price for them.

Furthermore, female legislators are rarer than female herbalists.

Of course, it’s not that there are no female lawmakers at all.

There are also people like Yi-hu and Po-go who left their names in history. However, because their numbers were so small, this was the first time that the party leadership actually saw a female member of parliament.

The problem was not the herbalist’s master, but the person in front of him.

All that was visible was the back of her head. However, judging by her wrinkled arms, the nape of her neck, and the only arm she had left, the person sitting in front of the old woman was clearly a twin.

Now that I only have one arm, it’s hard to call me a bipolar person.

Dang Mu-jin narrowed his eyes and examined the old woman’s prescription.

As expected, there was no special magic to make a severed arm grow back. It was just a matter of crushing herbs, making them fine, and applying them to the wound.

I don’t know what kind of grass it is, but at best it will help prevent the wound from getting worse.

At that time, Jinhae spoke to the group.

“You’re not planning on barging in right away, are you? Are you going to go in after those guys fall asleep?”

“Shall we go in?”

“Yes, we can definitely win. There won’t be many people staying in that town.”

Jinhae’s judgment had its own basis.

There are only four houses in the village. There are no houses as large as palaces, so the number of people who can stay in the village is probably a little over ten at most.

Assuming that there are two or three extreme blood masters and the rest are all first-class, if you make a surprise attack and reduce the number of opponents, you can have a decent fight.

If it’s Dangmujin’s Biryun, it would be even better since he could fight after cutting off the heads of two or three top-class masters.

‘No, it’s not worth sticking with. Rather, it’s quite advantageous.’

According to other Taoists, two people from Dang Mu-jin’s group joined forces to withstand the attack of the Ssanggeuk Blood King. They were Hong Geol-gae and Namgung Myeong.

With three people, you can easily deal with the dual-polar bloodline, and with four people attacking together, you can gain a significant advantage.

Even the top experts in this place are only five people including Jin Hae.

In addition, the twin-armed bloodthirsty man lost one arm. Since the man who used to wield two weapons was now only able to wield one weapon, it is fair to say that he lost more than half of his power.

Even if only two people work together, they will be able to subdue the dual bloodline.

Jinhae’s heart raced.

Although Dang Mu-jin and his party advised him not to care about what other people thought, Jin-hae still couldn’t completely shake off his obsession.

If we can help kill the infamous Sapa’s greatest master here, Jinhae will be able to make quite a name for itself.

However, Dang Mu-jin, who had been silently listening to Jin Hae’s story, opposed it.

“No. That’s not a good choice.”

“Why are you doing that?”

“I think you have a bit of a strange premise.”

“What is it?”

“Why do you think the Sapha warriors were divided into three equal groups?”

“Isn’t that more natural?”

Dang Mu-jin shook his head.

“It’s not natural at all. Imagine you were the Demon King. Would you want to travel with the Twin Blood King? Or would you want to travel separately from the Twin Blood King?”

“ah!”

Dang Mu-jin’s story touched on a point that Jin-hae had not thought of.

The twin blood lords and the ghost king left the joint faction and fled quite far away, all the way to Mt. Giryeon. It would be right to assume that they were keeping in mind the pursuers.

A situation where the group must split up because it is difficult to obtain food and water.

Will the two supreme masters split up and take responsibility for their subordinates out of concern for their safety?

The probability of that happening is low.

In the end, the most important thing is your own life. It is obvious that people with the best skills will try to stick together. Especially since those who are less skilled will not be able to raise objections.

‘There may not be any lesser martial artists in that village. It wouldn’t be strange if all the lesser martial artists were eliminated and only the best or higher martial artists gathered together.’

The more I thought about it, the more it became less of a suspicion and more of a conviction. I thought that the Demon King must be staying in that village.

It is obviously dangerous for five people to fight two of the best fighters. It would be the same even if the physical condition of the twin blood lords was not normal.

Jinhae’s spine became cold. He was blinded by his ambition and almost lost his life.

“Then what are you going to do?”

Hyun-gong answered Jin-hae’s question while sitting comfortably.

“It seems like the best policy is to check if there is a ghost in the village and wait for the people who went the other way to come find us. If we don’t get out of Mt. Giryeon, they will come back to Mt. Giryeon to find us.”

It is a reasonable judgment.

The opponent is a defeated force, and many of them will be defeated individually at Mt. Giryeon.

If we gather our remaining forces and surround them, we will be able to cut off the heads of the Ghost King and the Ssanggeuk Blood Prince without much difficulty.

Jinhae put aside all his worries and took a comfortable position.

But unlike Jinhae, the expressions on Dangmujin and his friends’ faces were not very bright.

Because I learned that no matter how thoroughly you prepare, things in life don’t always go as planned.