The Grand Mudang Saga [Path of the Shaman]

Episode 32

The bonfire burns.

But maybe you don’t need that fire.

Even if there was a blizzard, none of those gathered around the fire would feel the cold.

Also, it was not for grilling the fish that Cheongsang and Hwangsin caught using this life as bait, or the meat prepared in advance by Baekpyo. What was the purpose of grilling meat that could be cooked through with a quick sweep of the heat in your hand?

But the atmosphere is different.

very important.

Isn’t it for nothing that the saying that it’s the same price is a red skirt?

And the taste is different.

The bitter taste is also a distinct taste.

It’s not because the masters spend their whole lives researching to taste the fire, and gourmets don’t wander around looking for such a restaurant.

crackle.

The fish blinks and flutters, unaware that its body has been opened, and the meat is sliced thinly by Baek-pyo’s hand and sizzled on a stone plate.

“Big! It tastes like this too! I can’t forget this taste of mine even in death.”

“Hey! That’s right, Sasook. Baek Pyo Gong’s skill at grilling meat is truly an art. If he had been in Wudang Mountain, he might have died sooner.”

“Sir, the taste is truly eye-watering.”

“…”

After tasting the grilled meat with alcohol, the three exclaimed in admiration.

In this life, it was just bewildering.

Commonly referred to as taste, it refers to the four tastes of sweet, bitter, salty, and bitter. When those tastes suit your taste buds, you feel pleasure with them.

But what about the realms that exist to inflict pain on the dead? I don’t know if it’s saltier than beef, it’s spicy like it’s burning, or it’s bitter enough to make you sick.

“Big! Joe~tta!”

“Have another drink. Sasuk.”

“Anju is already a colonel, God.”

“….”

Cheongsang pouring alcohol, Hwangsin holding a piece of meat and waiting for the cup to be emptied, or Jinmoo enjoying himself after eating…

This life was completely incomprehensible. What the hell is that Baekpyo ear-grilled meat, why can’t they get out of the crucible of emotion?

“Hey, was it Lee Saeng from Dosanok?”

“yes? Ah yes.”

“Why are you staring at me so blankly? You will eat too.”

“…”

At Baek-pyo’s recommendation, Lee Saeng stared at the grilled meat restaurant and carefully took the chopsticks.

Haa, they are not human and have to use spoons with their intact hands. I can’t remember when I gave up that habit.

However, since he knows that frowning is not polite, Lee Saeng forcibly adjusts his expression and brings the meat he picked up to his mouth…

“Hehe!”

Didn’t even chew. Just a drop of that thick juice fell on my tongue and touched it.

But at that moment, the world changed as if a blind man opened his eyes, and as he became a dead man, the memory of the forgotten taste came to mind.

Ah, who said that desert was desolate? It is truly a golden land that is radiant with gold!

In addition, doesn’t that black and dull lake make you want to jump in and drown right away?

mess.

“…!!”

How does it feel to chew in earnest?

How can I bear this taste that permeates every inch of this texture?

Oh, it really is a taste that makes even the world more beautiful. This is heaven!

Lee Saeng, who experienced ecstasy over a piece of meat, sped up his lips.

What is there to do after chewing and sleeping? It had already melted and passed through my throat, leaving only the scent in my mouth without knowing where it had gone.

Snap Snap Snap.

When the original watcher tastes the meat, he cannot stop. The hand of Lee Saeng, who had regained the taste he had forgotten, moved without rest.

The amount of meat he picked up one at a time increased by two or three before he knew it, and finally he began to stab it in his mouth at random.

Then he made a mistake. It was aiming for something that should not be aiming for.

snap. widely.

A plate with Jinmu’s meat.

“…?”

When his fierce chopstick strokes were interrupted, Lee Saeng glared at the interrupter with devouring eyes.

Of course, that target was also wrong. It was nothing.

All of a sudden…

“Hey, is this monster going to die?”

“…!”

Lee Saeng, having a terrifying thought for a moment, quietly removes his chopsticks.

“Such a bastard! Do Do Do Go for God’s meat! Die, you bastard bastard!”

Fuck! Quick! Puck puck puck!

The feet of Hwangsin, a loyal dog guard, hit Lee Saeng’s face vigorously, and soon after, his hands pulled Lee Saeng’s hair, which was about to fly away, and trampled on it again.

“Quaaaaagh!”

It was the words of Lee Saeng who touched something that should not be touched because of the taste of meat.

“Damn it, I ate it all. I ate it all.”

Realizing that there was no meat left on the stone plate while Lee Saeng was being trampled on, Jinmu licked his lips and let go of his chopsticks.

“Heh heh Eun-gong. will you watch it? The monster must have been excited since he regained his taste for the taste of meat…”

“No!”

“….”

“How can I leave the bastard who is after my meat? When you see it, you will never do something like that again. In the meantime, is that meat normal meat?”

Jinmu seemed never to forgive.

It was natural. That too was a taste I had forgotten for ten thousand years, and he was always serious about meat.

“Ayy, I just threw away my appetite. Fill up with cheongsang liquor. mouth open.”

“Yes, Sasook.”

Squeak.

Baek-pyo, who was staring at Jin-mu nervously pouring the glass that Cheong-sang quickly filled into his mouth, said something insinuatingly. what I wanted to keep saying.

“Hey Jinmu?”

“huh?”

“…Can I follow you too?”

“huh? Are you going to follow me?”

“yes.”

“What are you doing?”

“yes?”

“You say you’ve already accepted the day to go to heaven and are waiting?”

“Yes…”

“Then just stay.”

“…”

“Actually, what we have to do from now on is pretty dangerous.”

“….”

“The probability of failure is very high. If you intervene for no reason, you will be hated by your mother and be locked up in the realm forever.”

“But, I don’t know about the Cheongsang, but isn’t the Hwangshin over there in the same position as me? The same goes for that person in this life…”

“Of course.”

“…”

“But it’s a little different.”

“What?”

“He’s stubborn.”

“yes?”

“Even when I said it, they didn’t even think about listening to it. I’m just taking him because he insists on following me even if he dies. That person named Lee Saeng is at least sensible at the point of extinction, so I just take him with me.”

“…”

“So you just stay here. If you don’t get involved with me, won’t you come to heaven someday? I’m sorry about the taste of the meat you grill, but let’s meet again later.”

Baek-pyo pondered for a moment at Jinmu’s words while smiling, then shook his head.

“Actually, I’m already fed up.”

“what?”

“When I died in the Human World, I never thought that this kind of life would exist.”

“…”

“Even though Park Pi-ok’s job of peeling the skin is suitable for him, and the job of a boatman to cross the dead is not bad, it is just a meaningless repetition of life.”

“Um…”

“Please don’t throw me away and take me. If something goes wrong and I am trapped here forever or disappear, I will not complain.”

At Baek-pyo’s earnest plea, Jin-moo looked into his eyes.

You bastard… I mean it.

If you look at me like that, I’ll follow you even if I crawl.

“Huh, are you really okay?”

“…!”

Baek-pyo’s face brightened at the question as he shook his head with a sigh.

“of course! Maybe I can help. The power of your ears may not be helpful to Eun-gong, but what I know will surely help. Because I am Park Pi-ok and everyone knows even Abi-ok.”

“Hmm…”

Seeing Baekpyo diligently expressing his use, Jinmu smiled and nodded.

“good. You made your decision, so do as you please.”

“Oh! I will also take responsibility.”

“Well, take care of that…. Anyway, it’s a shame. Any more meat?”

“meat! there is! No, I will try to get you right now.”

“oh! okay?”

“If you do, I will be back soon. Wait a minute!”

Excited enough to snort, Baek-pyo ran out with a knife-like tool in both hands.

“die! Die you bastard! I’ve never been able to steal God’s meat and eat it, but you dare!”

Kwajik Kwajik Kwajik Kkack Kkack!

“Queueek! Quack!”

Hwangshin was still ruthlessly trampling on this life.

But don’t worry. Since I have an immortal body anyway, I only feel pain, but I don’t die.

Just watch until Baek-pyo comes back…

But Hwang-sin guy.

Have you neglected your training? Losing is not the only thing for me?

puck!

Tsk At times like that, it hurts more when you dig into the lower ribs like a brush…

Babak!

How are you? Are you calling that a beating?

“Ah, that can’t be. You’ll need an education. An education. Cheongsangdo and Hwangsindo… How can they overcome this dangerous border…”

“…!”

Cheongsang, who had been listening to Jinmu’s muttering, was startled and ran to Hwangshin at once.

“This friend! Why does Guta look like this! Get out of the way! I will.”

“uh? Am I still fresh?”

As Hwangshin tilted his head, the blue statue close to him opened his eyes and whispered.

“…Get out of the way, you little bastard. Because of you, I am dying too.”

“uh?”

“Before I pierce myself with an insecticide to clear my eyes and get out of the way.”

“….”

Cheongsang, who pushed away the Hwangsin with glaring eyes, began to beat him by giving his life away.

Hwangshin blinked his eyes at the unexpected situation.

what? Was Cheongsang this kind of personality? Even though there were times when my eyes were rolling, I didn’t say anything harsh…

At that time, Jinmu’s small voice, which I hadn’t heard because I was beaten up in this life, struck Hwangshin’s ear like thunder.

“Hmm, but Cheongsang is a bit better. Then, should only Hwangsin be trained? Yeah, that guy still needs to get stronger.”

“…!!”

Hwangshin finally realized the reason why Cheongsang was blind and ran to the Cheongsang.

“Cheongsang! I’ll do it! I! Move!”

“Let go! i will do it! I am a fan!”

“shut up! It was mine!”

“What a pair! Where are yours and mine!?”

“…”

Looking at the two arguing about defeating each other, Lee Saeng couldn’t help but feel absurd even in the midst of pain.

“hey! this life! you choose! Who do you want to hit!”

“You’re fucking fucking. Where is there such a thing as a choice for that bastard? You have to be beaten as you lose!”

“therefore! I was hitting well, but you got caught now!”

“You sound the same. Go and get some training, you incompetent bastard!”

“…”

They are playing well.

Jinmu overtook a drink alone and watched their happy(?) moment, and suddenly burst into laughter.

“I don’t know if this is how we meet all the past ties in the realm.”

Following Do San-ok, Park Pi-ok. At the entrance of the second level, another group increased, so it seemed likely that the other levels would do the same.

Well, that seemed like fun in its own way. can also be expected