The Shaman Wants Transcendence - The Shaman Wants Transcendence chapter 138

138 – Building a Nest

What makes the land desolate?

That’s it, there’s no problem if you use it in a place where it doesn’t matter if it gets ruined.

In addition, organic nutrients are also no problem if you use fertilizer to increase the soil’s fertility. In the past, there may have been no other way than to use Guano, but in modern times, chemical fertilizers are enough.

In other words, if you manage it well, you can make a very effective hideout.

However, if there is a problem, it is that this is not something that Jinseong directly saved from the ruins, but that Rise saved it and sent it to herself as a picture.

‘There’s no way others don’t know what I can know.’

Jinseong texted Rise.

『Where did you get the scroll among the pictures you sent? 』

『I brought it from the storage room of one of the politicians’ family. 』

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Upon receiving that reply, Jinseong nodded his head.

‘This is something that should not be used carelessly.’

With a very high probability, it was clear that the politician, or the politician’s family, would be using this ‘shade of Yamanbo’s tree’ magic.

In other words, risk management is difficult.

Since it is a spell that could cost you if you use it incorrectly, it would be right to use it later.

Jinseong thought so and checked other photos.

The next thing I saw was written on bamboo.

The bamboo was written with crooked letters in a font that would be difficult to say even with empty words that the bamboo was well written.

‘Survival on the battlefield is related to the realm. It has been said that martial arts should be mainly about cultivating the mind, but surviving in such a chaotic world means making a name for the Tao. Yeonja, write my life and my realizations on this bamboo…’

Jinseong read this far and laughed.

What was written on the bamboo was martial arts, not sorcery.

Jin-seong looked at other photos just in case, but even when he looked here and there, only martial arts were written. Not only martial arts, but also how to survive in war, how to sacrifice others secretly in the event of a melee, and how to avoid being hunted by farmers when you become a defeated warrior after the war is over.

‘If I bring this to Iarin later, it will be useful.’

Jinseong thought so and looked at the next picture.

Last remaining photo.

A book made of Korean paper.

Jinseong looked at it with some expectation, and as soon as he saw the picture taken, he couldn’t help but be very surprised.

I wasn’t surprised by the content.

It was because the illustrations embedded between the contents of the book were related to what made him tremble from the first time he entered Japan.

The illustrations were Japanese-style paintings that can be easily found. There were people drawn, there were ghost-like things drawn, and there were animals-like things drawn. However, if you look closely, unlike the writing that seems to be written on a flat surface, the painting has a strangely three-dimensional effect, and it has a vitality as if it will come to life at any moment.

Not only that, but only the picture with the picture was unnecessarily clear, as if the picture was calling out to focus on him.

‘The contents are just patched up, but… Under. This is so strange! EnergyUnderstanding.’

This happened because the painting was made by applying white paper over Korean paper and painting on it. Moreover, it was clear that ‘very special ingredients’ were added to it, rather than simply using ink or paint.

Jinseong immediately sent a text message to Rise.

『A book made by weaving Hanji. Who did you get it from? 』

Then, as if he had been waiting, the reply came back.

『This is politician Ryosuke Uchikawa. 』

“Send me a picture. 』

Since it was a name he had no memory of, Jinseong asked RiSe for a picture. However, when he received the photo Rise sent, he was able to recall someone in his memory while ‘thumping’ his knee.

“That’s him.”

A politician who practiced necromancy to call water ghosts on his behalf when a group of politicians were bewitched by a male demon not long ago in Japan.

Thanks to acting according to the slander he was told, he was not possessed by the water ghost, and he was the man who obtained the spiritual eye as he wanted and became special.

However, he has a very strong desire for power to trample on others and rise to the top, and he has a despicable disposition of acting only for his own benefit, regardless of benefactor, Since it was itself, I thought I should deal with it sooner or later…

‘Are they moving already?’

I still thought it was useful.

Jinseong muttered that to himself and looked at the picture quietly.

Then, after copying the Chinese characters from the text message Rise sent, I looked it up on the Internet, and several articles appeared.

There were recent photos of Ryosuke in the article, and Jinseong looked at each of them carefully.

In some photos, oil was running down his face.

In some photos, an unknown life was flowing.

In some photos, he was clutching his tie as if trying to break free of his leash.

In some photos, there was nothing special about him, but the star floating above him was talking to Jinseong instead.

The star in the picture said.

The stars scattered like shattered glass powder, the shape of the stars, and the brilliance of the stars stuffed in the photograph whispered to him.

A guy who doesn’t know his subject deserves to be sacrificed.

Jinseong looked up at the star in the picture and looked up.

The mountain has turned dark before I knew it.

The branches of the tree were shaking in the cold wind as if a ghost were waving their hands, and as if they were stretching out their hands to strangle him, they were dropping the leaves and sending them flying at him. On the floor, the cold grew stronger, as if the dead were climbing up from the depths of the earth, and if you looked at each tree, it was strangely bent in the dark and turned into a slanted human shape.

And in the center of it, Jinseong saw a faintly shining star in the less polluted sky.

Stars that shine so faintly that you can see them only by strengthening your eyes with magic, near brightly shining artificial satellites.

Jinseong put on the atmosphere of the dreary mountain and became like nature, accepting the cold air that was trying to terrorize him deep inside his body. He stood tall, motionless, and became a tree, and continued to gaze at the stars, standing erect as if the trees were raising their heads to receive the energy of the stars.

And how long has it been like that?

A white light began to enter where Jinseong was standing.

At first glance, the moon, freed from the clouds, gave him light.It appeared to be clear, but there were apparently faint stars in the path of the light.

Jinseong held out his palm and exposed it to the starlight without missing the time, and saw dark parts forming here and there in the swaying tree branches and clouds covering the sky, creating shadows. The shadow covered his palm and disappeared repeatedly, changing its shape here and there, gradually forming a detailed shape.

And after making the shape a few times, it disappeared with the light as if it had said everything, and only then did Jinseong lower his palm and pick up his smartphone again.

‘See. The moon and stars told me about a sword stabbed in the back, a pack of wolves, an attack with fire, and a half moon.’

The knife stabbed in the back means that Ryosuke had other feelings.

The pack of wolves wielded the sword, and it wasn’t just Ryosuke’s strength, but they also attracted others.

The fire and the moon speak of opposite yin and yang.

It was clear that this was referring to Onmyoji.

However, half a month also meant that it was still a long way from being realized.

Jinseong looked at the picture once again on his smartphone.

‘He’s a food soul.’

Jinseong texted Rise.

『It looks like Ryosuke Uchikawa is trying to stab me with a dagger. He seems to have to bring about his downfall, so he tells the politicians to keep him in check. However, this should be shown as jealousy and disapproval of him, not that he noticed the betrayal. 』

He sent a text like that, and after a while, a reply came back.

『How dare you forget the grace of God and show your teeth! 』

In the reply that Rise sent, each letter seemed to contain anger.

『And a guy named Ryosuke did this even though it was an honor to prostrate himself against a strong man. This is obviously because he thinks we are at a disadvantage, so who has approached Ryosuke? And let the politicians do a good job investigating what’s going on. 』

Jinseong sent a text like that and put his smartphone in.

Then, they moved using the axis in succession.

The destination was a mansion.