Tangmunjeon - Chapter 347



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Episode 347 of Tangmunjeon The night party entered the grounds of the Gongdongsan and returned not long after, so Seolhwa looked at them with wide eyes. She asked why they had come out so early.

Soon, Seol-hwa found a person riding on Namgung-myeong’s back. A yellow, shiny head, similar to Seol-hwa’s, was visible on the man’s head.

Seolhwa asked Namgung Myeong.

“who is this?”

“We don’t know. You have to know.”

It is a loose assumption that the people of different colors would naturally know each other.

But whether by chance or necessity, even poor reasoning often turns out to be correct.

As Namgung Myung put the man with the colored hair down on the floor, Seolhwa’s expression became serious.

“Hmm···.”

As expected, it seems like a familiar face. Namgung Myung spoke confidently.

“See? You know that guy?”

“I think so.”

“I brought you here knowing everything. Are you close to me?”

“We’re not close. But I think he’s one of the people I’m looking for.”

It was exactly the answer Namgung Myung had hoped for.

If you break the neck of a stranger, it’s a problem, and if you break the neck of a close friend, it’s also a problem.

The party examined the face of the Saekmokin. Since Saekmokin had unique facial features and even had his eyes closed, it was difficult to determine his expression.

But judging by the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, he must be at least fifty years old.

Furthermore, his skin was rough and cracked like fish scales here and there, and he had many small scars. It was clear that he had suffered a lot.

Seolhwa was lost in thought and said nothing.

The party of Dangmujin began to chatter, waiting for the Saekmokin to wake up or for Seolhwa to say something.

Soon, the small talk turned into a debate between Namgung Myung and Hyeon Gong.

Instead of swinging swords directly, they talk to each other about swords and martial arts and share their insights.

Dang Mu-jin and Hong Geol-gae also listened to the two people’s story, thinking that if they were lucky, they would be able to gain a clue to enlightenment.

“Hyun-gong. How many arms do you have?”

“There are two. Can’t you tell when you see them?”

“Really? Then try blocking this with both arms.”

But before long, the argument ended in a fistfight.

This is because Hyun-gong was caught cheating instead of admitting defeat in the debate.

According to the development of the argument, Hyun-gong was clearly swinging his sword with his right arm and moving his left hand to destroy the golden thread spread by Nam-gung-myeong.

The problem was that Hyun-gong claimed that he had secretly taken advantage of Nam-gung-myeong’s weak point by appearing as if he had a third arm.

Of course, Namgung Myung was not in a good position either. He kept exaggerating the power of his first moves and making excuses to undermine Hyungong’s defenses. Some of his first moves even seemed like they were made up on the spot.

The argument sounds good in theory, but as is often the case with matters of pride, it never ends well.

As a result of the fight, Hyun-gong’s lip was split and Nam-gung-myeong’s nose was bleeding.

The debate that began to avoid bloodshed ended in bloodshed.

Namgung Myung blew his nose, wiped the blood from his nose, and spoke.

“By the way, that colored man, when are you going to wake up?”

“You should know that.”

There are pros and cons to acupuncture and neck-breaking.

The point is clean, but if the opponent resists, the point becomes difficult.

The bigger problem is that you can’t hit both the blood and the demon blood points at the same time. If you hit the blood point first and block the mouth, the opponent will go wild, but if you hit the demon blood point and paralyze the body, the opponent will scream until his throat bursts.

It would be great if you could put someone to sleep by inhaling blood or knock them out by touching their acupuncture points, but it is difficult to do a blood transfusion or inhalation unless the skill gap is quite large.

On the other hand, a neck-breaking move can silence and subdue an opponent in just one move.

The problem is that you never know when your opponent will wake up, and if you’re really fucking unlucky, you could die.

Namgung Myung put his finger in front of Saekmokin’s nose and checked his breathing.

“I’m not dead. I’ll wake up soon.”

When Namgung Myung checked his breathing three times, Saekmokin moved his body slightly.

“I think I’m going to wake up.”

The color-blind man opened his eyes, taking a deep breath with a “Keueng” sound.

And he froze stiffly when he saw the party of Dang Mu-jin. Even in his confused state, it must not have been a normal situation.

“Oh, Miss!”

Seolhwa pretended to have a venomous expression and shouted at Saekmok-in.

“Be quiet. You ran away with Baek Hyang-ah, right?”

The man with the colored hair spoke with a sense of injustice.

“Baekhyang-ah…? Aren’t you the one who knew that woman best? Why are you asking me, the poor thing?”

“Don’t act like a fool. Baek Hyang-ah disappeared around the same time as you. Besides, why would you, a sinner, be wandering around the Central Plains instead of the Western Regions?”

“It’s so unfair! Of course, it’s true that I ran away because I didn’t want to be punished! But it wasn’t my fault, and I ran away because I didn’t want to be punished for nothing! I’m innocent! I have nothing to do with Baek Hyang-ah!”

Seol-hwa hesitated. Contrary to expectations, the man looked very aggrieved.

However, Hyun-gong, who was listening to the story from the side, said.

“That’s a lie.”

With those words, not only Dang Mu-jin but also Seol-hwa gained confidence.

Seolhwa didn’t know everything about Hyungong, but she knew that Hyungong was incredibly good at distinguishing between lies and the truth.

“You’re lying, right? If you don’t want to see me in trouble, tell me the truth!”

“Who is that man that you believe his story so completely?”

“You don’t need to know!”

Seolhwa pulled out her sword and attacked the man with a wooden sword.

The man with the colored hair insisted on his innocence for a long time, but then realized that his lies were not working and muttered something in an unfamiliar language.

“Sulhwa. What did you just say?”

“It was an insult.”

The tongue is the source of trouble, so it is right to repay the sin of using the tongue wrongly by being beaten.

Hyun-gong immediately kicked the man’s groin.

Not the vicious kick of a rascal, but a kick by a master that targets the blood.

The man with the colored hair gasped for a long time, unable to breathe properly, but soon looked at Hyun-gong with an air of pride and smiled.

“Hehe, hehe.”

It seems like he’s used to enduring pain.

Seolhwa was worried about how to open her opponent’s mouth, but Hyungong knew the solution.

“Snow Flower. Let’s leave this matter to the human Baekjeong.”

“Human Baekjeong?”

“Dang Mu-jin. This guy is amazing at this kind of thing.”

“···.”

That’s not wrong.

But before we begin the interrogation, there is something we need to know in advance. Dang Mu-jin asked Seol-hwa one thing.

“Snow Flower. Did this person commit some kind of crime at the Bukhae Ice Palace?”

“That’s right. He was caught embezzling the people’s money while pretending to raise taxes, and there are also suspicions that he stole the elixir from the Bukhae Ice Palace and took it for himself. He withstood the interrogation for the second case and passed, but the circumstances were certain.”

“Embezzlement? You must have been a high-ranking official?”

“You can think of him as a manager and a servant. There must be at least several thousand households that have been swindled out of their money by this man.”

Thousands of Horani. To that extent, it was not just a small amount of money that was embezzled. Dang Mujin’s guilt faded.

“It’s unfair!”

The color-blind man interrupted and shouted again, but Hyun-gong cut him off.

“This guy is trying to get out of the situation by lying.”

However, Dang Mu-jin did not nod easily and stared at Hyeon-gong.

From Dang Mu-jin’s perspective, even Hyun-gong was completely untrustworthy.

Then, as if he had read Dang Mujin’s mind, Hyungong spoke confidently.

“It is certain. I stake my honor on the honor of the elders, Youngbojin.”

I couldn’t understand why he would arbitrarily put someone else’s honor at stake, but it was a fairly effective decision.

Because Hyun-gong wouldn’t lie while risking his life.

Dang Mu-jin approached the man with a brown hair and crouched down in front of him.

The eyes of the man with the colored hair and the party leader met.

The man with the colored hair thought that Dang Mu-jin’s expression was too calm.

Anyone who wants to interrogate another person usually puts on a fierce expression, if only to put pressure on the other person.

The people who had been interrogated in the past were like that, and Seol-hwa was like that until just now.

But there was no sign of anger or threatening intention on Dang Mu-jin’s face.

It wasn’t because I lacked confidence or didn’t know what to do with the other person.

You don’t need a hostile atmosphere to elicit a confession.

Dang Mu-jin’s eyes seemed to be speaking.

‘You’re all going to get screwed anyway.’

The man with the color palate had a feeling. It would be better to die here.

So the man took the poison that had been stuck in his molars out with his tongue and chewed and swallowed it right away.

Ugh.

The venom of the scorpion spread throughout his mouth, giving off a disgusting taste and smell. However, the man smiled with satisfaction.

The King of Hell’s poison that he just swallowed guarantees a painless death. The effects of King of Hell’s poison are that your whole body becomes lethargic, you feel as if you are floating in the sky, and you even feel a sense of happiness as you slowly die.

But Dang Mu-jin wasn’t that surprised. It was common for guys with dirty minds to walk around with a dogma in their mouths.

Dang Mu-jin grabbed the opponent’s neck with his left hand.

It wasn’t an attempt to stop the poison he had already swallowed from passing through his throat. It was simply an attempt to stop him from struggling.

‘First, let’s stop the poison from spreading.’

Tang Mujin’s right hand moved without hesitation, and he poured his internal energy into the Geukcheon point located in the man’s armpit, the Yin point on the wrist, and then returned to the upper arm and touched the Cheongryong point. The movement of the digestive organs became extremely slow.

‘Now let me spit out the poison.’

Dang Mu-jin acupunctured the lower abdomen near the spine, then successively acupunctured the Shin-Gweol point near the navel, the Geon-Ri point, and the Jung-Geon point.

Instead of the languid feeling typical of the King of Hell’s poison, the man felt his stomach rumbling uncontrollably.

“What are you doing now… Ugh!”

The man with the colorless face could not finish his story. His stomach and throat were shaking uncontrollably, as if he was about to vomit out what was in his stomach. It was the most intense turmoil he had ever experienced in his life.

The man desperately tried to hold back his vomit. However, when Dang Mu-jin’s finger entered his mouth and began to rub the Chwicheon point on his tongue before moving closer to his throat, he could no longer hold out.

It was not a problem that could be addressed by human will.

Just as if he couldn’t breathe if his nose and mouth were blocked, the man vomited out everything in his stomach without his will.

“Whoa!”

The King of Hell’s poison released a disgusting smell in all directions.

It was the first time that the man in question, Saekmok, and even the friends of Dangmujin, had seen someone who had swallowed their own decisions being forcibly saved.

“···wow.”

Seolhwa was amazed.

Dang Mu-jin smiled faintly and went straight to the next step.

Now that we’ve prevented him from dying, it’s time to begin the interrogation.

Any other person would have taken out a knife or lit a fire to interrogate him. But Dang Mu-jin had nothing in his hands.

Dang Mu-jin placed her hand on the man’s thigh and spoke in a calm voice.

“If you want to confess, tell me now. You won’t be able to confess for another half hour.”

“···Half a day?”

“Okay. I’ll give you a chance to confess once every half hour.”

Who in the world would set a time for an interrogation? After all, interrogation is half the pain and half the fear of not knowing when the pain will end.

When the man kept his mouth shut and said nothing, Dang Mu-jin nodded.

Then, the five fingers of Dang Mu-jin’s right hand dug into the man’s thigh.

“Ugh!”

It was quite painful, but not so painful that I couldn’t bear it.

Dang Mu-jin muttered.

“If you feel like you need to confess, then speak up. If you can’t speak, then beat the floor. If you can’t move your body properly, then at least blink your eyes. Remember this well. It’s Ban Shi-jin.”

Do you think I should talk? – the man was about to say so.

But the man couldn’t speak. It felt like Dang Mu-jin’s story was getting slower and slower.

Dang Mu-jin’s voice was at a normal pace at first, but by the time he finished talking, it was slower than the babbling of a young child learning to talk.

Dang Mu-jin’s last words pierced my ears.

“Of course, that doesn’t mean it feels half-hearted to you either. Hang in there. You won’t die, so don’t worry.”

The story of not dying sounded particularly gloomy.

Soon, I felt a strange sensation in my thigh where Dang Mu-jin’s fingers had dug into it.

It felt like tens of thousands of bugs were spreading through my blood vessels all over my body. However, even when I slowly lowered my head and looked at my thigh, I couldn’t see any bugs.

But I could feel the bugs digging into my whole body, shaking as if they were going to burst through my skin.

Still nothing was visible on her thigh. Only a little blood had formed where her finger had dug in.

But at the same time, the man with the color tree saw the bugs emerging from his skin.

The man’s perspective and the brain that encounters the senses present different arguments.

His eyes and reason say there is no such thing as a bug, but his whole body feels a bug. The man’s mind becomes tangled, and shows him an invisible bug.

“Ahhh, euaaaah!”

Unbearable pain and confusion. The man began to writhe and scream, so Dangmujin touched the man’s acupoint.

The man squirmed in place, his mouth gaping.

*

Since there was nothing else to do, the group started making bets on when the man with the colored hair would confess everything.

Even if it was quick, Seol-hwa thought the man would last more than a couple of hours. To be honest, she thought there was a high chance that he wouldn’t confess.

The man with the color of wood was a very strong-willed man. Didn’t he endure the harsh interrogation of the Bukhae Ice Palace and deny his crime of stealing the elixir to the end?

But Dang Mu-jin’s friends thought it would take an hour.

Although Dang Mu-jin’s talent was amazing, every man had pride. I thought that he would only confess everything after enduring it without bending his stance at least once.

But the party leadership was confident.

“It’ll be over in half an hour.”

Exactly half an hour later, the man with the colored hair burst into tears and told everything he knew.

As expected, the person who got the correct answer was Dang Mu-jin.

The man with the colored hair shouted.

“Baek Hyang-ah! That’s right, Baek Hyang-ah! I helped Baek Hyang-ah escape! So Sang-gak-ju and Dae Byeok-gak-ju gave me instructions when they took Baek Hyang-ah out of the Bukhae Ice Palace! If you just open the door once in the middle of the night, everything else will go away…”

Hyun-gong asked Seol-hwa.

“Who are Sosanggakju and Daebyeokgakju?”

“The Small Guardian is the one who manages the elixirs and treasures of the Ice Palace, and the Great Guardian is one of the martial arts instructors.”

However, the man with the colored hair paid no attention to Seol-hwa and Hyeon-gong’s story and continued his story desperately. It seemed as if he thought that if he stopped even for a moment, he would be thrown back into the suffering.

“So I opened the gate in the middle of the night! But something felt a bit strange. I thought Sosanggakju and Daebyeokgakju would take Baekhyang-ah out and come back, but they never came back… It was only then that I realized I had been used and followed the group! Rather than staying in the ice palace and dying, I wanted to save my life!”

To sum up, it was an uncomplicated story.

The authors, Sosanggakju and Daebyeokgakju, fled out of the Bukhae Ice Palace with Baekhyang-ah.

This man, a man of color, realized too late that he had been used, and escaped from the Bukhae Ice Palace with the intention of becoming their subordinate.

Dang Mu-jin asked.

“So. Why did you come to the community?”

“I, I···. I just did what I was told!”

“It would be better to talk about it in detail.”

As Dang Mu-jin spoke, the man continued to ponder, clutching his head. However, he looked at Dang Mu-jin and his party with a bewildered look. It seemed like he had nothing in particular to talk about.

“Where is Baek Hyang-ah?”

“I don’t know. I really, really don’t know…! He said if I waited here, he would contact me!”

Even after going through such pain, I wouldn’t lie. Dang Mu-jin asked again.

“Is there anything else you want to talk about?”

“···.”

There was no answer. Dang Mu-jin glanced at Seol-hwa’s face.

Seolhwa thought for a moment and then nodded.

It’s already been painful enough, there’s no need to cause it unnecessary pain again.

Dang Mu-jin drew the man’s blood and gave him a painless death.

The man fell to the ground with a relieved expression on his face and died.

Dang Mu-jin looked at the man’s body for a moment, then stood up and spoke.

“Okay, let’s think about what to do now. And Seolhwa. Things seem to be getting bigger, so I should hear your side of the story too.”

Seolhwa nodded.