Chapter 850
Blood marriage (血魂蟲).
The identity of Solitude, which I learned through Nam-ho, was quite ominous from its name.
‘Even though it’s the first time seeing solitude in person.’
Muttering in my heart, I carefully inspected the small creature wriggling on the palm of Faith.
It is much smaller than millet, and its body, which is as thin as a thread, is entirely blood-colored.
Even at a glance, it seemed impossible to discern with the naked eye of an ordinary person, and continued to struggle to burrow into Shin’s skin.
As if that was the only reason and purpose of existence.
“If I hadn’t been careful from the start, I would have been left without a hitch. It has a lot of strength for such a small body.”
Ssuck, ssuck!
It was as if he had even understood what he was saying.
Sinui, who carefully wrapped the blood marriage that was trying to escape with a stronger struggle, took out a small goblet, put it in, and sealed the stopper tightly.
And after checking for any gaps several times, he took off the thick leather gloves he was wearing.
“Blood marriage. Over the past years, Master has taught me many things, but… … To be honest, this kind of solitude is new to me.”
Namho nodded his head in a flash of faith.
“There will be no choice but to do that. blood marriage
It is an extremely rare poison that is known even in Southern Manchuria. No, it would be more accurate to say that there are only a handful of people who remember that name.”
“That word… …
“It was a long time ago. At that time, the southerners were divided into three-legged cauldrons and were engaged in a terrible war, and in the process, the existence of blood marriages became known for the first time.”
It was a story I couldn’t tell.
I’ve heard it many times while staying in Nanman, and going back to the past,
Because it was an incident that was also in contact with the monk Yeolhwamun.
A story of the past handed down like a legend from mouth to mouth, with few records remaining.
And at the center of it, there was a munpa that always appeared without falling out.
“… … Five poison gates.”
I muttered as if moaning and continued talking while looking at Nam-ho.
“Do you mean that the beginning of the blood marriage was the Odokmun?”
“It’s a thing of the distant past, so I can’t be too sure. but i’m left
If everything you saw and heard during your stay in the .
“But I’ve never seen anything like that in Poison Blood.”
“The creature called solitude originally likes a deep and secret place. No matter how much I roamed the poisonous bloodstrip like a beehive, I would have easily noticed it.”
That was right.
It is a poison-blooded place where all sorts of strange monsters, including the Millennium Jiju (天年 Peel H), were infested.
In that chaotic situation, it was unreasonable to identify even the creatures that were difficult to identify with the naked eye, such as blood marriages.
“Odokmun, even Nobu has heard of it. One of the four ancestors of the text left a short record about barbarians.”
Jeokcheongang suddenly opened his mouth and stared at the gourd that contained the blood marriage with deep eyes.
“But that is far from ordinary solitude. Even if the body is pierced by a large needle, the vitality is tenacious enough to survive.
Gigo, but it’s not like he had enough self-restraint to kill his host.”
“In that case, it is all the more a blood marriage. As long as you take an antidote (解藥) at regular intervals, there will be no problem with the solitude that your seniors think.”
“That’s what everyone knows.”
“But blood marriage is different. If general solitude is only used to intimidate and manipulate its host, then there is only one reason that Oh Dok-mun created such a terrible poison.”
In the eyes of everyone, Namho endured
With a breath, he vomited behind his back.
“The death of the host. A near-perfect assassination in a sense.”
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“I stayed in Nanman for a long time and collected a lot of information. I rummaged through the few remaining records and visited the oldest and wisest people in each tribe. I had to search for the truth in the stories they told, and filter out any fiction from the truth.”
One day, after a huge war called the Great War of Jeongma ended, the God of War suddenly disappeared.
It may have been a natural step for hundreds or thousands of munpa, entangled with countless calculations of interests and emotions, to crumble as they lost their focal point.
Dissolution of the Murim Alliance.
However, the roots of Eunyeonggak remained all over the world. Even in an old inn that is slowly crumbling. Even on the boulevard crowded with people.
And even in the remote areas of the Southern Manchuria (南»), infested with poisons and wild beasts.
Namho was one of the deepest and oldest roots among them.
“The war between Odokmun and Nammanyasugung was really fierce. There were times when one side was dominant, and there were times when one side prevailed.”
It was said that it was a war that lasted for a hundred years. The wells and rivers were poisoned, and the warriors and beasts of the Beast Palace in southern Manchuria cut and bit off the poison of Odokmun.
“All of Nanman was engulfed in poison and fire. If things went on like this, only co-destruction would be waiting for them, not winners and losers.”
Namho added while looking at Jeokcheongang and me alternately.
“Until one day, a stranger shows up.”
Yeolhwamunju of the Tang Dynasty, who toured the world, was warmly welcomed as soon as he arrived in southern Manchuria.
Ilbaek, a warrior of Oh Dok-mun, used poison and memorization to welcome this stranger who dared to come to their territory.
“With the joining of Yeolhwamunju, the charter is rapidly declining.
As things tilted, Oh Dok-moon must have realized that there was no place to back down. As time went on, he started to unleash more terrible and vicious things.”
The only thing left for those who are disappearing even to lose is miasma.
Oh Dok-moon prepared a final counterattack at the poison pit, the most secret and dangerous place deep inside Aeneo Mountain.
“When the war came to an end, the most outstanding warriors in the Nanman Beast Palace died one by one. Even a doctor who has mastered poison and medicine. He said that even the wise priest did not know the reason.”
Sinui, who had been silently listening to Namho’s words, opened his mouth with a dark face.
“I would have. There wouldn’t have been any serious injuries.”
“Right. It was neither poisoning nor plague. It was only when the number of warriors who died that way exceeded 100 that the Southern Manya Palace realized the cause.”
“No matter how secretive the movements of the Blood Marriage are and how difficult they are to detect due to their small size, it would have been possible to find them sooner if that many people had been sacrificed.”
“I thought so too. But there was a good reason.”
Namho shook his head slightly and continued.
“Everyone was tired of the war that had lasted no less than a hundred years. The word “peace” had long since faded, and death was regarded as a repose. Under such circumstances, it was only natural that some warriors suffered from madness.”
“Insanity… … You mean?”
“Right. Most of them said that one day they acted like crazy people, and the other day they fought more valiantly than anyone else.”
My brain sighed like a sigh of faith.
“castellan. The symptoms of Seongju were just like that. When I first heard of it, I thought it was just a mental illness caused by the loss of her lover.”
“Blood marriage is stronger in a host whose heart is weakened, so there must be some connection.”
“If so, how did the Southern Manya Palace know about it?”
“I heard that information about him came out during the process of interrogating the elder of Oh Dok-moon alive. At first, it travels through the duodenum and blood tract, causing hallucinations and hallucinations with a weak poison.
It induces hallucinations, and eventually eats the brains bit by bit and drives the host to death.”
“The timing of each warrior’s death was also different. As short as half a year, as long as there are those who endure for years.”
“They start to act only when the host’s mind and body become weak.”
“Right. However, the killing power and time required were far short of the level that Oh Dok-mun initially wanted, and perhaps because of this, until Oh Dok-mun met the extinction gate (滅門).
I heard that the number of improved objects was not that many. This is all the information I found out.”
After Nam-ho’s last words, a heavy silence fell.
Nobody opened their mouths, but it wasn’t too difficult to read other people’s thoughts.
The great war of the past that stained the barbarians with blood for over a hundred years.
And, going back a long time, a blood marriage that once again appeared from an official of a large country other than Moorim India.
I gently close my eyes and in my heart
brainwashed with
No, from the moment I found out that blood marriage had originated in the barbarians, I spat out those two letters that had been lingering in my head ever since.
“Amcheon.”
Dark eyes brighten. When I open my eyes, I see the faces of three people looking at me under the soft light of Yamyeongju.
“That is the only possibility that a blood marriage that has already been almost forgotten in southern Manchuria will flow into the midfield. It must be them.”
Jeokcheongang opened his mouth in a subdued voice.
“Namcheon Mahu.”
“It’s been decades. Amcheon set foot in Namman and was waiting for the right time in poison pit. We have plenty of time to find blood marriages.”
“Not enough. No, it’s full.”
Jeokcheongang nodded slightly and asked.
“But what are they doing to harm this man?”
“that.… “
I looked down at the corpse of the lord of the Sichuan Province, blurring the tail of my horse.
Cold arms and legs. There was no trace of pain on his face, which was as white as white paper.
Yes, Jeokcheongang’s question is the key.
For what reason did they kill this man? Even while using such a secret method.
Although he held the high official position of the lord of the castle, that was all.
A moderately greedy and corrupt official, ubiquitous.
It was a life that Amchun could take out like a coin in his pocket if he put his mind to it.
‘But why did I have to go this far?’
Seongju moved the officers and soldiers to help us at the time of Sacheonhyeolsa?
Suddenly, such a guess crossed my mind, but I shook my head.
no. If it was revenge, it would have been a hundred times better to have suffered a more brutal death.
Even a high-ranking government official equal to each lord of a castle would never be able to face Dark Heaven again.
I will be able to imprint it all over the world.
Even those who think they are far from Moorim will have no choice but to feel fear.
‘But the fact that I had to choose this way… …
There is something else. As of yet unknown, Amchun’s true goal is what he wants.
And the moment when the thoughts that were connected tail after tail reached that point.
that buck
The sound of small footsteps, coming from somewhere, broke my concentration.
Instinctively following the sound, I turned my head and saw a small maid standing there with a frightened face.
“Me, that.”
Two hands clasped together. The lady-in-waiting, who was looking at us with an impatient expression, continued with her ant-sized voice.
“I’m sorry, but the new lord of the castle asked me to ask when the story will end… …
It’s a F*cking thing. Concentration is disrupted by things like this.
That time when my eyes were frowned upon without my knowledge. Suddenly, a flash of realization flashes in my brain
penetrated
new lord. Joo Won-gong. The few remaining members of the royal family.
And the reason why Amcheon had to deal with Sacheon Seongju in such a secret way. No, guess.
If the guesses I’ve come up with at this moment are true, this is just the beginning.
The death of Seongju was the first sign of Amcheon’s scheming, and at the same time, it was enough to give people a feeling that they were aiming for one place.
‘Great country.’
A cool chill surges up your spine.
With my eyes wide open, I checked the lady-in-waiting who often walked away, and I managed to squeeze my voice out.
“We need to release people right now. Everything related to Sichuan Seongju and Juwongong. No, even the emperor and his relatives.”
And at the same time, someone’s name surfaced in my memory.
A person closer to the name of the Son of Heaven than Prince Ju, who is only a collateral imperial family, no, no, than any remaining imperial family in the world.
In addition, the person who can be the most important key.
“… “Zoo-pyo.”
“what’?”
“Sangsan King Zhou Pyo.”
Inside the tightly closed inventory, the token the little child gave me seemed to tremble.
