The Shaman Wants Transcendence

133 – Building a Nest

“This crazy sorcerer… Knows me as a Hogu bastard. Where are you doing a trick that doesn’t work?”

Seong Min-hyuk muttered incredulously.

He raised his body with a ferocious expression. Then, energy flowed through his body and made his body hard, further amplifying his already tremendous physical abilities. In addition, the energy flowing through the body flowed in a sticky and viscous form similar to oil, unlike other warriors who flowed like water.

He tried to run towards Jinseong with a sticky clump of energy.

“You can’t run!”

However, he had no choice but to stop at the restraint of the officer who was trembling in the distance.

“Why?”

“Whoa, whoa. You must never attack! If you attack, the price you have to pay is greater!”

Out of breath, the officer ran to Seong Min-hyeok and shouted.

“It’s not a blessing, it’s a wage! It’s not like a fortune teller cheating!”

Bokchae.

Wages.

What does it mean?

Seong Min-hyeok did not understand the officer’s words.

The officer tried to explain as if he was frustrated, but he stood in front of Min-hyeok Sung and shouted as if he was in a hurry when he saw the banknotes clinging to Jin-seong’s body.

“Tell me about the wages!”

“A question?”

At the officer’s question, his head, which was tightly wrapped in bills, dented and formed a mouth. It moved to and fro as if to speak his words, then uttered a sound, which left the officer momentarily dazed. However, he soon slapped himself on the cheek to the extent that it made a clicking noise and drew the sign of the cross, probably to regain his senses.

“It’s not a question! How can this be a question when I didn’t say what I should have known and pointed it out!”

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At the officer’s words, Jinseong was silent for a moment, then spoke.

“What is wages? Wages are the price that must be given when you work, and what you must pay when you use something. It is a proper courtesy and contract between people. Inira.”

“You should also tell me the difference between Bokchae and Bokchae!”

“That’s tricky too.”

Jinseong turned his head to where the officer was. Then, the place where the eyes were supposed to be dented and created an empty space, and the wriggling ink gathered in one place to draw black pupils as if they were drawn in a painting.

The pupils stare at the officer, then slightly bend and draw an arc.

“Where did you get some magic?”

It was like a smile on his face.

“Good! Good. Witchcraft is the root of culture, the seed of civilization. There is no one as cultured as knowing it, and there is no one as good as this one who is interested in it. Yes, I have to say it. How can I receive what the giver does not know? hahahaha, before that. Let’s see. Yes, let’s see. What’s your name? Yes, oops. I see it. I see-it-go-me.”

The ink that made up the eyes gathered in the middle of the forehead and became a picture of a large pupil.

The pupils in the painting repeated dilation and contraction, just like the pupils of real people, and read the three letters of the name engraved on the officer’s uniform in overbarque.

“Yes. Cheon Hee-soo. You are Cheon Hee-soo. The first three letters of the name are really well written, huh. It is a name given by a person with a great meaning in naming. Let’s see. From the three letters of the nameWhat is read…”

“I’ll refrain from divination. Just explain the difference between blessings and wages!”

“Her.”

Jinseong laughed again when he saw Chun Hee-soo, an officer who cut off his words.

“I learned it very well. It looks like you are serving a four-letter god, but it must be a divine magician who taught you that. hahahaha!”

Jinsung laughed like crazy.

There was so much joy in that laugh that it made a sound, and the sound of that laugh was enough to make the sky resonate and make the legs of the soldiers who were barely standing in tension weaken and collapse.

The laughter continued for a long time, then stopped as if time had run out, and Jinseong quickly erased his eyes from his face and left only his mouth and began to groan.

Whenever his mouth opened, the banknotes vibrated, and the ink squirmed in accordance with the vibrations, moving the faces of the characters drawn on the banknotes.

It was a terrible sight, as if many souls were speaking with their own mouths.

“Bokchae is the cost of divination. Only causation is done centering on divination. Fortune-tellers paid the price by looking at the future in order to do fortune-telling, and since the fortune-teller heard it, it is worth the price the fortune-teller paid. You have to put out what you have. This is a transaction centered only on points, the weight is truly equal and equal again. There is no shortage or addition. Neither adding nor adding, truly a fair give and take!”

“But what is wages? There is nothing in the middle, so it is a transaction between the person who did the work and the person who did the work. You must do it. This is your wages.”

The officer whispered to Seong Min-hyeok after Jin-seong’s explanation.

“Did you understand?”

“No.”

But what comes back is a confident answer.

When Young master, who never tried to hide his ignorance, saw it, it was an answer that would make him shake his head and say, ‘That’s someone I can’t teach.’

The officer said, ‘What’s the problem if you don’t know?’ He gave up on expecting from him after seeing Seong Min-hyeok’s question rather to himself. Instead, only the core was extracted and explained in an easy way so that even a gorilla could understand it.

“You only have to pay the fixed price for Bokchae, but you have to bargain for the price.”

“What? So you’re saying I have to bargain with him?”

“…Yes, well. Roughly so.”

“You’re just explaining that in such a difficult way. Isn’t that what we just need to agree on a price for?”

Seong Min-hyeok shrugged his shoulders once and then approached Jin-seong and said.

“Hey, sorcerer man. I don’t know what kind of trick he did, but thanks to that smart man, everything was exposed, huh?”

hehehe.”

“I understand roughly that I was under witchcraft, and I also understood that there is no problem with paying something. So.”

Seong Min-hyeok took out a 500 won coin from his bosom, folded it twice and threw it at Jin-seong’s feet.

Clink.

“Take this and leave.”

At those words, Jinseong let out a very small ‘Huh’ sound.

In time, the small sound turned into a loud sound, and the short sound that had been spewed out with breath became a loud laugh.

hahahaha!”

hahahaha!”

hahahaha!”

Mira smiled as if she couldn’t stand it, holding her belly button.

I rolled on the floor clutching at her navel, as if it were about to come out.Rolled over and over again.

When Mira, who had been rolling around like that, let go of her hand, there was a huge hole in her belly button, and something inside of her began to protrude from there.

Bassrock.

Basasa sa sa sasak.

With a sound resembling the rustling of paper, a golden thread came out of a hole in the belly skin and climbed up Jinseong’s body, creating a mask on his face. The shape of the mask was similar to the previous one, but it had an even more bizarre appearance. The hat was shaped like an Egyptian pharaoh would wear, and underneath it was a face that resembled Sung Min-hyuk’s.

“Three questions have a very strange meaning.”

“In legends both in the East and in the West.”

“In mythology.”

“Three questions appear countless times in folktales.”

Jinseong waved a mask that looked like a death mask made of Seong Minhyuk’s face with beeswax. He slowly shook her left and right, and brought her closer as if to take a closer look at Sung Min-hyeok’s face.

And the face drawn on Jinseong’s body and the mouth of the mask moved around and began to spit out her words.

It was as if several people were clinging to one person and talking frantically.

“There was a lord who wanted to drive out the Jews. The lord asked three questions, and as a result of answering those questions, the Jews were able to enjoy a prosperous life. This is the price of wisdom in answering the questions. Oh, I envy you very much. .”

“The boy who answered the three questions of the grim reaper gained eternal life along with wealth and honor.

“Ahmad, who heard the king’s three questions, was tipped off by an angel and gave the correct answer. The only path ahead was truly beautiful work laid out by an angel. Ah, Ahmad the Covenant. Ahmad, the Covenant of the Angels. I lived a happy life enjoying riches and fame with wisdom and wisdom. Ah, I envy you.”

“There are three questions that test wisdom, and if you answer them, you will become a wise man. Such wisdom is truly extraordinary and deserves the blessings of the world. It’s a blessing.”

Jinseong, who had been talking so many times, suddenly shut his mouth.

Then he said in a voice filled with disappointment.

“But the answers I have given have been far from wise. I am only going to ask you the same three questions as I have been asked. This is the wages, the price you must pay me.”

Jinseong, wrapped in banknotes, brought his stumpy hand to his mask.

Then, he grabbed the corner of the mask and pulled it up as if tearing it up, creating a grotesque laugh.

“Just as I gave the right answers to the right questions. You must also give the right answers to the right questions. There will be only three of them, and if you answer only those three, there will be no problem.”

Jinseong spat out those words and raised his hand to point at their back.

“Also, because of the power of the great Shesep Ankh, the road will not be opened until the question is answered, and none of you will be able to pass through here.”

Wrapped around the banknotes filled with human desire and tenacity like a bandage.

It is in the form of a fake human being.

A doll wrapped in only gold, a metal that seduces people, like a shell.

The doll that replaces Jinseong, controlled by Jinseong, asked the first question, copying the monster that existed in Egypt.

“Is there anyone in the world who deserves to die?”