episode_0097

Ji Seung-ju’s eyes trembled.

It’s just that the expression doesn’t change, but it doesn’t mean there are no emotions.

“Why? If you even like the fantasy of Jinbeop, I will answer that it is ultimately a fiction and you will starve and die. Are you saying you don’t care if I die like that?”

“What are you talking about? When do you want me to die?”

“You just said.”

“You are not going to disband the Jinbeop? Why me instead of an expert? Let our little boy do the annoying and difficult work. Do whatever you want.”

Ji Seung-ju opened his mouth.

What shameless talk!

“There are degrees of having a thick face. Are you confidently saying that you won’t even help now and will only enjoy the results?”

“Yes. After all, I’m not the one who’s in a hurry, right?”

“That, like that.”

“Besides, even if you want to help the little boy, there is a reason why you can’t. I really can’t help it.”

“What is the reason?”

“I do not listen to orders from those weaker than me.”

Ji Seung-ju’s expression was sour.

“Yeom disease. What kind of bitch is this?”

“It’s here. I’m thinking about staying here now. But the floor is a bit cold to lie down on.”

Cheong chuckled and took the medicine.

Ji Seung-ju’s face turned red.

Then Cheong suddenly made a face.

“Hey. Even though I’m ignorant, I know how things work, right? What can I do with a simpleton who doesn’t know anything about fighting?”

“That is.”

“You’ll use some strength instead, right? But isn’t that everything? If we move separately, it would be better not to touch it. If we move together, it’s not much different from if you do it alone, right?”

Ji Seung-ju kept his mouth shut.

People keep their mouths shut about things they have nothing to say.

In Cheongdo, the people in the production industry had thick bones.

This meant that I experienced saying goodbye to countless new people passing by.

In fact, taking a newbie who doesn’t know anything doesn’t really help much.

But does that mean you have to keep it far away and work on it separately?

That day will be the day when the yield of the process is truly blown.

Likewise, Cheong himself is a newbie and doesn’t know the rules, so what’s the point of bringing him along?

I can only see it as a ploy to keep an eye on it because they’re afraid that a demon might break their head when they can’t see it.

Cheong is just ignorant. Not stupid.

In the first place, she was a treacherous bitch who changed her face by clearly distinguishing between those who should be good and those who should not be.

I’m just not trying to act particularly smartly.

Because I acted according to my mood at the time, I often ended up doing stupid things.

Nevertheless, she is a proud martial arts swordsman who somehow managed to survive through her conduct!

The insensitivity of not wanting to know something unless it is absolutely necessary despite being ignorant can certainly be said to be a bad thing as a human being… … .

“Would you please go and dismantle the formation for me? I’m going to rest here for a while. Oh, my legs seem to be a little numb,”

Cheong said with a wicked smile.

Ji Seung-ju took a deep breath and eventually sighed.

“… … great. Instead, please do not lay hands on the members of Protestant churches.”

“Well. What should I do?”

“There’s no need to build up unnecessary grudges against you, right? If you want to walk away safely after work.”

Then why not just kill them all before then?

That was when Cheong thought so.

“The depth of field also varies depending on the person. There are many people who, after being touched clumsily and waking up from a fantasy, cannot handle it even if they are at their peak.”

“Mrs. That makes sense.”

Well, if you look at this little boy right now, doesn’t he seem to be moving around in his right mind?

There’s no guarantee that other Madou won’t be like this, right?

Moreover, if you break the demon’s head, you have to break it completely to remove the evil root, and if you fail, a big problem could arise.

If you don’t wake up, at least you can go back even if you miss the Heavenly Demon Soul.

In this case, there is no reason to choose the former.

Cheong scratched his head.

Then, as he straightened up his tangled hair out of habit, Cheong obediently acknowledged.

“Good. Why not just quietly look around? So, how long will it take? When you become an expert, don’t you think you can figure out all the right angles?”

“Well. If we are lucky, we might be able to do it within a few days, but if we are unlucky, we might all end up starving to death here.”

“If you don’t want to tell me, just say so. Anyway, the way they speak with their brains is…”

Cheong grunted and turned around.

“Where are you going?”

“Going to see the sights. Why.”

Actually, I’m going to look for the Heavenly Demon Spirit.

From the looks of it, it doesn’t seem like it will be a task that will be completed in a short period of time.

“It can be dangerous to get caught up in a fight.”

“What, are you even worried?”

“Is that possible? I gave you a clear warning, so behave yourself.”

Ji Seung-ju said that and then turned around and walked away.

That thing is messed up.

Cheong shook his head and looked around Daejeon.

Excluding the door through which the child came in and the door through which the child went out, there were seven remaining doors.

First of all, I guess it’s the left-hand rule.

It was a simple logical reasoning that you could break through any maze by putting your left hand on the wall and walking straight ahead.

Cheong headed to the door on the far left.

—-

It felt like half a day.

All Cheong knew was very little knowledge about other people’s fantasies.

Fantasy was ultimately divided into two categories.

Those with great desires seemed to enjoy seeing themselves achieve something in the future.

And again, there were people who stayed in search of what they had lost from the past.

Even though it was only meant to be eaten, didn’t Cheong also fall into the latter category?

In that sense, peeking into other people’s fantasies wasn’t as fun as I thought.

It may seem cool to say that you see hope for the future, but in the end, it was just a childish delusion hidden inside.

What are the fantasies of people who see the past?

Because it was an office that had no interest in the story of a person they had never met.

Moreover, the search was fruitless.

In fact, if you’re looking for something you don’t even know what it looks like, is there any chance you’ll get any results?

To put it bluntly, if it looked like a rock, wouldn’t there be no way to find it even if Cheong had to wander around for decades?

madam. Nothing is working.

Cheong grunted as he crossed a vast meadow with a waterfall flowing and horses grazing in groups.

Then, at some point, the deafening sound of rain rang out loudly, and when I came to my senses, I found myself standing in the middle of a dark downpour.

To Cheong, who had already broken the illusion, it was just an illusion that passed through, but it was still a harsh downpour that was enough to overwhelm just by hearing and seeing it.

And there was a person sitting in the middle of it.

Holding someone in your arms.

As Cheong approached, he saw a familiar face.

Choi Lyon was holding his daughter’s body in his arms and just staring at her face.

While being hit by the pouring rain with my body,

Cheong watched it for a moment.

It was like looking at a photo that had completely stopped except for the rain.

All he could do was blink his eyelids occasionally, covering the old man’s regretful eyes.

The time that Cheong came in, ate, and enjoyed plenty of sweets was not short at all, and even after that, it felt like he had been wandering around for half a day.

It was not difficult for Cheong to understand that Choi Lyon had been holding on to the cold body that was his daughter for such a long time.

Cheong frowned.

If you’ve been in a fantasy for a long time, couldn’t you heal your mind and body by seeing a more hopeful scene?

AC, the old man is Cheongseung.

“Hey, grandpa.”

Then Choi Lyon looked up at Cheong from a distance.

“If you look at it as a bright, fun, and happy scene, doesn’t it seem like a bit too much? If you’re going to see your daughter’s face for the first time, try to recall some good memories.”

Then the scenery changed.

In a magnificently spread out flower field, a young child was chasing butterflies and raising his characteristic clear laughter.

However, the fact that he kept glancing this way was definitely checking to see if my father had gone somewhere.

“Yes. It looks much better. I don’t have much time left to live, so I’ll choose something good and pay for it. Don’t look pitiful and be in a desperate situation.”

Choi Lyon looked at the scene as if fascinated.

Then, suddenly, I uttered one word.

“No.”

And then it was that scene again.

The rain fell, the old man was beaten, and his daughter died.

Cheong was irritated.

“What is it? What is the problem?”

“The child committed suicide.”

“I know. Because I heard it last time.”

“Isn’t everyone’s life the most important thing? Even if it is a difficult and difficult life, it is the same. Still, if I were to throw away my life, it would only be painful to live and breathe.”

“So, your grandpa will suffer as well?”

Choi Lyon burst out laughing.

“It was my wish for the child to go to the central field. I don’t know who blew the wind, but I believed that my happiness was in the midfield.”

“So?”

“At that time, the old man was the great guardian of Protestantism. Then, would it have been possible for Daehobeop to leave the Demonic Cult? As far as the old man knew, the place called Jungwon was a hell where parents swapped children and ate them.”

Is there a father in the world who would not stop his daughter from going to hell?

Choi Bang-chae was even the daughter of Dae Ho-beop, a leader among Protestants whom everyone hated.

“He was a good kid. I was the one who suffered the most because I couldn’t say a harsh word to others.”

The child changed day by day.

I watched Cheong grow into a changing world.

My daughter, who used to sympathize with the pain by shedding tears every time she saw someone getting hit, now just poured out harsh words to everyone with eyes filled with venom.

But that nature has not gone anywhere.

Because all those vicious acts were scratching my heart.

That’s how Choi Bang-chae eventually committed suicide.

“It was only after his daughter died that he gave up his position and volunteered to work outside the party. I was planning to see with my own eyes what the stupid bitch had envisioned for Jungwon. The ugly bitch didn’t know that I was enjoying luxury, and she didn’t know how happy I was because I was born as someone’s daughter. Because I want to laugh at you like that.”

I only found out after I went to the midfield like that.

The child was right.

I should have let my daughter go.

At the very least, the place suitable for a child was not Shin City, a pot of solitude that grew poisonous by eating each other.

If it weren’t for Shinsi, I might have been happy anywhere.

Choi Lyon looked at his dead daughter’s face again.

Only then did Cheong understand this scene.

Choi Lyon was an old man who had already died a long time ago.

The reason I’m holding my breath is just because it’s painful.

It was a punishment given to me and myself by my father, who believed that I had killed my daughter.

So, the hope was like this.

It may be a wish that is stuffed into the most painful and painful time of life.

I just want to constantly have my heart broken.

Can we call this kind of life alive?

Cheong messed up his hair.

There was no point in tying my hair back right away, because I was actually doing it because I wasn’t feeling comfortable.

“Really, I just hate the new wave.”

But is this the old man’s fault?

Is it such a big mistake that I will suffer like this for the rest of my life?

It’s not that I can’t understand that feeling.

Cheong saw the evil deeds of the master of the bicycle.

And then I saw those gazes focused on my daughter.

Whether it goes well or not, I’ll just sell it to the old man.

But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to leave it in that ugly state.

Because the bag strap is short, I cannot provide psychological counseling.

But, physical therapy is also my specialty, right?

Cheong raised his hand holding the lucky charm.