The Shaman Wants Transcendence - The Shaman Wants Transcendence chapter 132

132 – Building a Nest

Seong Min-hyeok made a voice that did not match his size. However, even in the midst of grumbling like that, his eyes did not fall on the bizarre-shaped golden monster, and he was ready to leave at any time.

“That older brother only makes me do troublesome things.”

Kim Jong-soo was not a bad person.

He never hit anything he couldn’t handle even if it was time to hit him, and if it was something dangerous, he was the kind of person who would stop doing it and step forward to solve it himself. However, in the case of harvesting an absurdly small amount of fruit compared to his efforts, he used all sorts of excuses to pass it on to his juniors.

However, after solving such a problem, he would buy a large amount of alcohol with the overflowing money or give a large one to bring to his family… In a way, he was a senior who brought troublesome things, but in a way, he was also a big senior.

‘It’s annoying, but I think it’s a problem I can solve on my own.’

Kim Jong-soo never hits on something he can’t handle.

If so, dealing with that shaman or something is something Seong Min-hyeok can easily handle.

He quietly examined the existence in front of his eyes.

Monster.

A bug man wearing armor made of gold.

A being of unknown shape, whether human or monster.

I don’t know why I jumped out of the well, I don’t know why I killed the moneylender, I don’t know why I’m standing there, not even thinking about running away.

I can’t figure out anything.

‘It’s so disgusting.’

Seong Min-hyuk sighed inwardly as he saw the monster looking straight at him with shiny eyes.

If there was a junior near him, he was so bizarre that he wanted to hit him and run away as well.

But what

What can I do?

If not, I had to be a senior over the Sword Demon, and I had to have a junior nearby to hit me.

Sung Min-hyuk glared at the monster, ready to raise his spirits at any time.

He stared

I stared and stared again.

I glared at his shiny eyes, glared at him without turning his head, glared at him while probing with a keen sense…

He continued to stare at him until he suddenly felt annoyance welling up in him.

“No f*ck…”

I don’t even want to turn my head or close my eyes.

But shouldn’t you at least blink your eyes?

It’s not like we’re having a snowball fight.

Why did you act like that?

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“What are you here for?”

Seong Min-hyeok was annoyed and he threw the question without even knowing it.

Then, when I remembered what Kim Jong-soo had previously referred to as ‘witchcraft’, I was startled and covered my mouth. However, Jinseong answered the question with shining eyes as if he would not miss the opportunity.

“I am here for a unified Korea.”

That answer was something the Patriots would really like.

For the country.

For Korea.

Isn’t Hogukhoe my favorite phrase?

Seong Min-hyeok tried to ask a question that sounded sweet to his ears, but kept his mouth shut.

If asking a question is witchcraft, the answer must be witchcraft too. ＜BR＞ I didn’t want to be the target of a witchcraft that I didn’t know what effect it had.

No matter how strong he was, unpredictable magic was a threat.

However, Jinseong continued to speak as if to be relieved.

“I saw the future. A fire like the brilliant sun rose from the ground, and the light overturned the whole world. The fire was like the one that flared up twice in Japan long ago. It was truly brilliant, but it was the sun itself that evaporated everything without a trace. Ah, seeing it, I couldn’t hide my devastated feeling.”

What he said was an extension of Sung Min-hyuk’s question, and it was enough to dazzle him.

However, Seong Min-hyeok tilted his head even after hearing that.

“What is he saying now…?”

It was like reciting a sutra to a beast, or a university lecture to an elementary school student.

Seeing that reaction, Jinseong laughed.

‘That’s why I left it.’

There is an old saying like this.

Ignorant ghosts don’t even know amulets.

Sung Min Hyuk was like that too.

Even if he wanted to dazzle with words, he was so ignorant that he would not understand half of them properly, and even if he used flashy metaphors, he would distort them rather than understand them.

Besides, it’s simple to coax with words, and since there is already something you believe in blindly, it won’t be easy to get involved in it.

‘I was going to meet the Hogukhoe and try to coax them, but a beast wearing a human mask came.’

As far as he knew, originally this end-of-the-year well had to be managed by the Hogukhoe.

And since it was an important yet low-risk environment, those who were considered ‘prospects’ by the Hogukhoe had to be here…

‘Tsk. Instead of the Hogukhoe, the Patriots Corps occupied it, and it was also occupied by an old man with fine hair, not a promising one.’

In addition, the person who is good at making fun of his tongue went so far as to leave behind a difficult human being to deal with. It was a pain in the ass, but…

It wasn’t that there was no way.

If you can’t be bewitched in a peaceful way…

Isn’t it enough to be possessed by force?

“That’s a good question. So let me keep it simple.”

Jinseong spoke briefly, but with a sense of weight.

“I saw the future. And the things I killed deserved to die.”

At those words, Seong Min-hyeok looked at Jin-seong as if he was absurd.

“What?”

He was so dumbfounded that he seemed to have forgotten the idea of being wary of witchcraft.

“No sir, that… Ha.”

See the future

At those words, Seong Min-hyeok scratched his head as if in trouble and took out his smartphone.

Then he sent a text message to Kim Jong-soo, who had already disappeared in a helicopter.

[ Older brother. You see this kid’s future? ]

Then, after a while, the reply came back.

[Since he is a shaman, he must know how to read divination. How do you contact me with something like that? ]

[No, I don’t feel that way. Are you really like a kid who sees the future? ]

[That’s true. Why is the child suddenly like this? You can just assume it’s bullsh*t as usual, but why are you so restless? ]

[ Mr. No,Because the atmosphere is really weird. ]

[Don’t talk nonsense and take care of your work. You seem to have a knack for running and hiding, so pay attention so you don’t miss it. ]

“This brother is really…”

“It just went well.”

Seong Min-hyeok looked at the text message quietly and tried to complain, but he jumped and opened the distance, startled by the sound he heard right next to him. And when he saw that there was a monster’s head hanging down his neck like a turtle, where he was originally, he distorted his face.

“Aww, it’s a surprise. You bastard, what are you doing?!”

A question he unknowingly asked.

At that question, Jinseong laughed as if his mouth would tear.

No, my mouth was actually torn.

The chin part of the golden mask cracked and drew an arc, and a long smile was drawn that seemed to reach to the ears. And the drawn lines gradually deepened and became a deep hole, and the things that fluttered in the hole poured down to the floor.

Took.

Tuduk.

Dududududuuk.

“You ask three good questions and get an answer, but they don’t pay for it. Huh, this is really embarrassing and embarrassing.”

The limp things were made up of bills. Numerous insects, which looked like folded banknotes covered in gold dust, wriggled on the floor as if they were alive, twisting their bodies to and fro, creating a disgusting sight.

Then, something like a curled up ball slowly raised itself, spread its wrinkled wings as if they had been ironed, and flew up into the sky flapping its wings. It flew up like a butterfly or a moth, and at first glance it looked like a cloud.

As countless bill worms circled around Jinseong, those that fell on the floor also began to wriggle and shape as if they couldn’t lose.

There was a spider that moved by using the tip of a pointed bill as a leg.

There was a centipede that moved a body folded into a square and numerous small, pointed legs protruding from either end.

There were crickets and crickets bouncing around on their long hind legs.

Disgusting things made of banknotes simmered around Jinseong.

“Look. I answered the question, but why don’t you pay me?”

Things made of banknotes clung to Jinseong’s torso as if they were a tree. Centipedes and spiders climbed up their legs and attached themselves, folded their wings and attached themselves, then spread their wings as if claiming to be in place, and crickets and spiders bounced a few times before settling near the upper body of the armor.

And the bugs stuck like that returned to the form of bills and stuck to the surface of the golden armor like stickers, and when such an action was repeated several times, Jinseong’s entire body was covered with bills.

It’s like that.

It was like a mummy wrapped in bills instead of bandages.