Chapter 133 – 129 Carton Village
Hwanin takes the female soul that has stopped emitting light…… No, I got out of the noisy riverside and returned to the annex.
And he led the woman’s soul to a jujube tree a little away from the outbuilding.
It’s only recently that I’ve come to know about it, but I’ve come to feel the warmth and chill in some plants and places.
In Korea, the jujube tree symbolizes good energy. This is a content that has a strong indigenous religious aspect that has been handed down from people’s mouths because of the appearance and habitat of the jujube tree.
Strangely, however, Hwanin felt a slight warmth from the jujube tree.
It’s not just the jujube tree. Even in squares and streets where many people come and go, I felt a slightly cloudy but weak scent, and plants such as dates, pomegranates, persimmons, apricots, linden trees, dandelions, lily of the valley, lilies, and sunflowers gave off a very weak scent with different feelings.
On the contrary, I felt the cold at the riverside, lakeside, willow tree, ginkgo tree, and bamboo.
In any case, if Hungi gives positive energy to the soul, it is only natural that the cold will do the opposite.
I brought it because I thought that if a woman’s soul were near a jujube tree, she would lose some of her chills.
“…….”
Hwan-in looks closely at the woman’s soul, which seems to be exhausted from crying.
“…….」
Although she regained her human form, her soul, whose spirit body was still dark gray, was staring up at the night sky with empty eyes.
All the souls I saw were dressed in costumes. And the soul of a man who has just been murdered is naked.
I don’t know because I haven’t seen a normal person who died a natural death due to old age…….
‘After a certain period of time after death, the spiritual body will change and it will change into a figure wearing clothes.’
However, the female soul’s attire was a rag-like outfit.
It was torn open, exposing the nipples and the pubic hair between the thighs.
Moreover, the outfit was more of a travel outfit rather than a normal everyday outfit, and it was a sturdy leather outfit that assumed combat.
Hwanin, who narrowed his eyes at the information given by the outfit, spoke to the female spirit in a calm voice.
“Can you hear me?”
“…….」
“Communication is necessary to resolve your grudge.”
“…….」
“If you can answer me…….”
“…….」
Hwanin threw words at the woman’s soul several times, but could not see a reaction, let alone an answer.
The appearance of completely shutting yourself off from the world.
“Hmm…….”
There should be communication.
He is a Hwanin who has seen close to hundreds of souls so far.
Among the unusual souls, Ryuhi’s sister Lua’s colorless and transparent aura, mixture, and Abet’s blue soul, and finally the four types of black souls in front of her eyes.
The mixture of Lua and Yulkam didn’t know what to do and just sent it away, but after being purified, Abet gave the power of soul communication and disappeared.
Because of that, he was a Hwanin who was curious about what kind of reward he could get if he attained Buddhahood in the black soul in front of him.
“Isilite. You go in and rest.”
= No. Master is awake, how can I…….=
“Because you have to go learn a skill tomorrow too. Can you properly learn the technique while tired?”
Isilite, who was momentarily taken aback, immediately nodded her head.
=If I think there will be trouble, I will go in. Until then, I want to be by your side.=
“Okay.”
Hwanin, who was distracted by Isilite, investigated the female soul’s reflex reaction with several techniques.
Try shaking a soul orb in front of your eyes or making a sound in your ear and calling it to wake up.
‘There was no response.’
All these acts were not compulsory. Because I was reluctant to use force. When I summoned the female spirit from the river, I only used a little force, but it responded like a demon.
Besides, it was like using force again to calm it down, so if I touched it again, I somehow suppressed it…… No, it feels like it’s about to explode.
‘Maybe this unresponsiveness is because they were forcibly calmed down?’
All that remains is to try injecting aura, but I am reluctant to touch it directly.
After thinking for a moment, Hwanin grabbed the soul stick and placed it on the chest of the female soul floating in the air, and injected a very fine aura into it.
Parchit-
[Marte, please don’t do this. Why, why are you doing this…… ?!]
[No! Marte, help! Marte!!]
[Ah……. Aagh!!]
[…….]
[I hate myself so much…… Uh… ?]
[Cool. I love you more than I…… I did…….]
[It was a burden…… If so, tell me, yes…… Uh…….]
[Mar… Te, Marte……. I love you. Love…… Buy…….]
“…… !”
Hwanin hurriedly took off the soul stick at the memory that suddenly flooded in, and before long, he furrowed his eyebrows in disgust that filled his heart.
An unpleasant sensation, as if experiencing the experience vicariously from another person’s point of view.
In those memories, the woman’s soul was betrayed by her lover, gang-raped by five men, and murdered by having her heart and belly hacked to pieces.
“Isilite. Bring writing and sebum.”
=Yes.=
The woman’s soul trusted and loved her lover, a man with brown fox hair, even though she was raped by men she didn’t know in a place like the inside of a windmill.
Without abandoning her loving heart, she whispered to her lover that she loved her even as her heart was being torn apart.
=Master, I brought it.=
But the brown fox man was amused by killing the lover who whispered love, he was excited, and shuddered as he sprayed white semen over the corpse of his lover.
With her stiff face, Isilite, who had brought vellum and a pencil, took them and carefully drew the impressions of the five men and the brown fox-haired man she had seen in her fantasy.
Five men, five of them are most likely the ones who live in this town. The clothes before raping the woman were similar to the men’s casual clothes in this village.
However, the fox head named Marthe is likely to be a traveler like the murdered woman.
Hwanin, who drew six figures in both the front and side directions, realized that the female spirit was looking at him with her eyes open.
In the river, it was the eyes that felt no emotion, but now, looking at Hwanin, they have eyes mixed with pity, sadness, and pain.
“No matter what you say, I will find this man and make him look just like you.”
“…….」
It’s not that the woman is pitiful. It’s not even because I’m angry with the man who betrayed morality. In the first place, she is not a Hwanin with enough empathy to be angry because a woman she doesn’t know her identity was slaughtered,
There is only one reason.
She disgusted herself.
As the woman’s memories flooded in, Hwanin watched the whole scene from the woman’s eyes. It was safe to say that it was a proxy experience.
According to the universal morality, the human race called Marte committed a fatal act, so the justification is sufficient.
Hwanin looked at the woman whose sadness was deepening. Her feeling is that she will soon lose her energy and attain Buddhahood.
She opened her mouth, thinking she had to move quickly.
“Before that, we should catch these five guys and punish them. He seems to be from this village, so it shouldn’t be difficult to find.”
“…….”
When she kills her lover, she is a sad female soul, but her expression is about to distort, perhaps feeling anger at the five men who raped her.
As she stared at such a female spirit, she said to Isilite.
“Isilite. She goes and quietly calls Mr. Kantwee. You just have to tell her that she has something important to say.”
=Yes.=
Isilite ran quickly and returned with Kantwie in her nightgown less than ten minutes later.
= Hwanin. What’s up with important business at night like this?=
“There was a problem that needed to be addressed right away, so I had to wake up inevitably. I’m sorry.”
Hwanin, who first apologized to Kantwi, revealed his identity in a calm but slightly angry voice.
“As you may have guessed, I am a spirit master.”
=…… Yes, old?=
“Have you heard of the news of the death of a soul in Wayford?”
= Huh. Could it be that the spirit master was Hwanin?!=
“Yes. He usually hides his identity to avoid annoying attention. Fortunately, with the blessing of the aura, it was easy to hide her identity.”
= Oh, oh. You are the beast god in the world!=
Kantwi, who ran in front of Hwanin sitting on the edge of the main hall, fell to his knees.
= Please forgive me for not getting to know the spirit master and neglecting her hospitality! =
“Mr. Kantwey’s hospitality was more than enough. Don’t talk like that.”
Saying that, Hwanin raised Kantwi and looked him straight in the eyes.
“Rather than that, you probably guessed the reason I called Mr. Kantwy.”
=I vaguely felt that the Spirit Master needed help from someone like me. Just give me anything to order. I, Kantwi, will do whatever the Spirit Master wishes for as long as I can!=
Hwanin received a white hooded robe from Isilite and said while putting it on.
“In this village, there is a woman who was killed unjustly. The wife and child are on the verge of turning into evil spirits, and if left alone, they may end up in a state of confusion.”
=Ho, hohoho mixed!=
“You have to release the grudge of that wife. I need to meet the person in charge of this village right now, so please guide me.”
=Yes!=
He wears a dagger belt around his waist and also carries a Celtic stone axe. Then he took the soul stick and started following behind Kant with Isilite.
On the way, Hwanin gave Kantwi a brief explanation of what had happened in the village.
= Oh my god. Something like that happened in our town…….=
“It’s not just a problem in Carton Village. In the towns and villages we stopped on our way, there were many people who were not afraid of resentment in their souls.”
= These days, kids don’t know that the sky is particularly scary. I want the world to be like this…….=
Around that time, Hwanin, who had reached the town center, asked Kantwi to keep the identities of himself and Isilite from being revealed.
=Even if a knife comes into my throat, I will not reveal it.=
“Thank you.”
= No. I think it is an honor to be able to help you with your spiritual misfortune. Oh, there Homas!=
Kantwi, who was guiding Hwanin, called a man from the Inken tribe who was gathering with his peers in front of the bar just in time.
= Huh? Mister Kantwy, what are you doing here at this hour?=
=Now that the spirit priest is serving, don’t talk nonsense! Hurry up and go to the apostle’s house and tell them that the spirit master is on his way!
=…… Yes?=
= What are you! Hurry up and tell the apostle that the spirit master is going there!!
= Ugh. Yes!!=
=And each of you, Rewill, Drika, Helmund, Geray, Elwep…….=
Hwanin called the names of the nine people who had benefited from sexual misfortune and told them to bring them to the apostle’s house.
= Do you understand?! Shoot like a frost on my farm!=
=Yes,yes!=
= I’m coming! =
Kantwy gasped for breath when he saw the village youths running as fast as if their tails were on fire.
Contrary to his simple-looking appearance, he had an extraordinary sense of humor.
He noticed that Hwanin, who hid his identity and had sexual misfortunes, did not ask for directions without reason, and he also noticed that he wanted to attract more attention, so he shouted loudly in what could be called a town square. Brushed them
Thanks to that, the plaza, which had been noisy with dozens of people, instantly became quiet.
Sensing that people’s eyes were focused on Hwanin and Isilite, who wore white hooded robes down to their noses, Kantwi bowed respectfully to Hwanin.
=Sorry for the delay. This is =
In the meantime, some hurriedly left as if to tell someone this news, while others followed Hwanin at a distance.
Late at night, the village gradually began to wake up.
The donkey human, Inyeo tribe 人驢族 Freesold, the apostle of Carton Village who was going to bed in Maak, shuddered in his sleep, trying to get dressed and wake up his family, panicking at the sound of a bongchang banging.
=Suddenly, the spirit master! What kind of noise is this that the spirit master is coming at this hour!=
= Heck, heck. Uncle Kantwey said! Right now, he’s coming this way with the spirit master!=
= Huh and true! Look at this, wife. Are all the kids awake? Huh? Doesn’t happen?! Wake me up even if I turn the bed over!=
Unlike a mediocre official dispatched from the Farghists like himself, Kantwi’s family is one of the villagers who can be said to share history with Carton Village.
Due to his personality of taking care of the big and small things of the villagers and giving gifts often, there is no way he would commit such an absurd thing in the yard where there are many villagers who respect him.
= Apostle, apostle! You have arrived!=
A young man from the village who was doing the chores ran into the house and shouted.
When I went out of the house with my wife and her children, who had just barely finished grooming, the first thing I saw was a group of people easily exceeding 100 people.
=…… !=
Then, like himself, Kantwie, who was dressed a little sloppily, was seen.
‘Is that the spirit master?’
Two people in white robes standing behind Kantwie entered as if they were pierced.
Which of the two is the soul master? The other side is the warrior’s aura, so who doesn’t have an aura is the soul master?
It was Free Sold who had doubts about not having an aura, but he knew that he had a constitution that did not manifest an aura even after awakening from time to time, so he gulped down his saliva in tension as he looked at the slightly taller side without an aura.
= Oh, I…….=
Of the two, the one without the aura walks out.
“Are you Mr. Freesold, the apostle of Carton Village?”
A male voice that is pleasant to listen to in a low-pitched voice. Sensing that he had resigned his soul, Free Sold bowed his head and replied politely.
=I am the apostle of Carton, Freesold. I am acting as the 7th-class baron of Fenri Justio Farhist, the lord of the Saints Farhist, and I am in charge of the village of Carton.=
“I apologize for the sudden visit late at night.”
= It’s an apology, it’s not fair! The fact that the soul attendant visited me like this would mean that there was a problem, so I should apologize!
It has been 40 years since he was educated in the large city of Farkhist and was assigned to the village of Carton. Among the things he learns are guidelines for dealing with people who pretend to be spiritualists.
Although he had taken a wife in Carten, had children, and had been assimilated to Carten after the city had almost run out of water, he never forgot his duty as an apostle.
Of course, you should be suspicious of the self-proclaimed soul master right in front of you without an aura. Of course, there’s a possibility that it’s real, so leave it open…….
While thinking about this, a blow to the back of Freesold’s head occurred.
=Soul Master!=
=Young, Mr. Soul. Whoops. Boo, I heard you called! Huh heck.=
= You are the apostle! Didn’t you do something rude to the spirit master?! Then it’s a big deal!=
Fifteen or more people rushed in, some knelt down next to the man in the white robe, and some elderly people scolded themselves with resentment.
= Oh, the elders? Why are you doing this all of a sudden?=
= This person is true to name and reality that even the soul can manifest! Award!! Class!! I mean, the spirit master! If I did anything wrong, please!=
Free Sold’s eyeballs almost popped out at the screams of one of the village elders.
I beg your pardon? Are you a senior soul?
The pre-sold buzzed like a swarm of bees flying around his ears, and his fingertips and toes didn’t get cold enough that even his senses seemed to disappear.
What kind of existence is the advanced soul master?
He is the One who guides souls only with words, leads countless souls to rest, and purifies even the confusion.
He leads soul knights and soul priests as escorts to places where people have been killed by war or plague, purifying and leading the soul.
When a high-ranking spirit priest visits, even the lord of the castle personally steps forward to welcome him as a guest.
The lord of a saint’s castle, which is said to be difficult for ordinary people to see even if they go all their lives.
He himself completed the management training at Seongdo’s academy and received his diploma, Seongju, whom he only saw once!
The person whom the lord of the castle greets directly is a high-ranking spiritual master, but why is such a person in this humble village…… ?
If she knew what would happen next, Free Sold would have passed out in peace, but Free Sold, who had no eyes to see the future, felt her heart pounding and spoke extremely cautiously to the spirit master in front of her eyes.
= I, Mr. Soul…… ?=
But there is no answer. Besides, it’s not visible because the hood is pressed down, but somehow the side her head is facing seems to be looking behind her instead of herself…….
What’s behind
…… Wife and children?
“Catch him.”
=… ?!=
Freesold swallowed his breath as the white-robed warrior burst out like a thunderbolt, grabbed his youngest son by the collar, and threw him mercilessly to the ground.
The surroundings became quiet enough to hear the sound of a needle dropping.
