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Since Cheong is far away, I look up.

The words, “Jeongajang,” which would once have been written in gold, are stained with blood and tilted at an angle.

The plaque is the face of the sect.

It’s like his face is crooked and distorted, so it’s a shame that the gate is tightly closed and he doesn’t even have any pretense of popularity, let alone a disciple who holds the rank of guard.

what. Did I come to the wrong place?

Isn’t that true disguise this true disguise?

After all, there is only one Jin in Jungwon.

I don’t know about Cheong, but Joongwon’s last name is the same if you use the same Chinese characters, so it is true that he is the one and only Jin.

Didn’t the big-eared guy who used to sell mats go around talking about how he was also an imperial son?

However, since the current real estate location is not considered, rather than the ancestor’s hometown, it is not recognized even if it is the same surname.

You might be friendlier than someone you don’t know.

“Oh my, baby. If you stay there, you’ll be in big trouble.”

When someone is talking to me, I turn around and see an old woman I don’t know with a serious expression on her face.

“eng. Why?”

“I was cursed very firmly. They say that if you get caught up in it, you’ll get sidetracked too. This family has already killed hundreds of people.”

“Curse, what did I do wrong to be cursed?”

When speaking of a curse to the Korean people with Qing blood, they tend to think of it as revenge for a sin they have committed.

There are not many peoples who find the cause of their misfortune to be their own mistakes, so in this sentiment, we can say that they are a truly moral people.

However, in the primitive, ancient, and barbarian central plains, a curse is simply a disaster that can happen if you are unlucky.

“What is the cause of the curse? There are one or two people who are trying to ruin a prosperous family. Then, if you get caught by a magical guy, this is what happens. Tsk tsk.”

“Hmm. What’s going on?”

“years old. My skin is tight. If you are involved in this family, you will be beaten to death and have a funeral.”

A strange light, something that could be called madness, clearly appears in the grandmother’s eyes as she says that.

It was time for Cheong to swallow his saliva.

“Oh my, mother! sorry! Sorry!”

“What is it? who is this? I have to find my son.”

“Mother! That’s Dong! Dong-i!”

“Ah. second. Dong-ya, please look for your brother. Time is running out, Dongil must be hungry.”

Let alone morning, the sun is high in the sky.

In response, the man repeatedly bends his waist.

“Musa Nari, my mother has been feeling a bit unwell since she lost her eldest son. Please don’t be too angry and forgive with great generosity.”

“Ah. are you okay. Over there, your mother is going. Shouldn’t you follow her quickly?”

“Thank you! mother! Oh my, where are you going?”

“I heard that I shouldn’t use the wooden side when receiving my name, but he insisted on using the wooden side and said, “Hmm?” This guy. Hey, Dong-ya, haven’t you seen your brother?”

He was a bit unwell.

Cheong looked up again at the tilted signboard of Jinjiajang.

You will receive the grandmother’s creepy eyes, curse, and flesh. It’s so eerie that I get goosebumps.

At that moment, a cloud came in and blocked the sun, casting a dark shadow on my son-in-law… …

Creak.

Isn’t the door slowly opening with a twisting sound?

“Oh wow.”

Cheong takes a step back without realizing it.

You can cut a person and that’s it, but you can’t cut a ghost.

In a world where people receive the mysterious energy of the universe and fly and split cliffs, there is no such thing as a curse or a ghost.

Cheong holds the sword handle tightly, and the face visible through the door is that of an elegant traditional beauty.

For a ghost, isn’t her beauty amazing?

“Who… … . Cotton yarn?”

“Jin Sojeo! It’s me, me. Seomuncheong.”

Cheong says this and lifts up his cotton thread.

Jinseol’s eyes widen.

—-

After saying hello to Jin Ga-ju, who looked exhausted, Cheong had a late lunch.

Because I was in a hurry to get here, I skipped lunch.

The deadline for dispatching the Murim League is until winter.

And now it is the beginning of February.

So, there are a little less than two months left.

If you are wondering why there are only two months left even though it is the beginning of February, it is because this year there are two Lunar New Year and February.

In the lunar calendar, roughly one month must be added every two and a half years to prevent the seasons from being distorted.

So I hurriedly said I would come quickly, and by the time I arrived in Gwangju, it was already past lunch time.

“What the hell is going on?”

“While I was at the martial arts competition, a blood cult attacked my home. Because it involved blood relations, the bodies were left untouched. Well, I didn’t know that the smell of cold water could go away like this.”

Grudge refers to the liquid that comes out when a human corpse rots and melts.

The liquid that carpenters hate the most.

Once you exhaust it, not only the smell but even the black marks of dead people will never come off.

Therefore, if a body is left in a room where someone died, it must be removed and rebuilt.

“Blood ties? Then, the Murim Alliance.”

“I said I would send support, but my family put it on hold for now.”

“eng. Why?”

“We were not in a position to receive guests, so we decided to put the manor in order and then ask for it when we were ready to receive guests… … ”

The problem is that I can’t control the manor.

It is said that as the construction workers died, a vicious curse of blood religion fell on the land of Jinjiajang.

Therefore, it is impossible to find new servants, let alone construction workers.

Those are all the people who followed to help out at the martial arts competition.

“A curse.”

Jinseol shook his head.

Anger is written on Joongwon Ohwa’s pretty face.

“Where in the world can there be a curse? The Sapa guys were tricking me, and I didn’t even know it. When things got to this point, it really felt like I was cursed.”

At first, I thought it was a real curse.

So it is said that they called in spiritual monks, monks, and even shamans to ward off evil.

However, disasters among workers continued.

Then, when he saw how he was interfering with the reception of new disciples in Sapa by spraying elixirs, even though they were cheap elixirs, he later realized that it was a mistake.

I thought that the worker dying wasn’t a curse, it was the work of those bastards.

“No, those kind of bastards. I have to dry up all the seeds and throw them away.”

Cheong frowned.

Jinseol nodded his head in agreement.

“It was too late to notice.”

Jungwon people’s superstitious love is an instinct engraved in their genes.

No, Jungwon is superstition itself, and superstition is Jungwon.

See also in Qing’s hometown.

The red people’s private army opened a new era by burning away all old traditions and bad habits.

We couldn’t bear to touch the superstitions that were the identity and pride of the Chinese people, so we cherished them in our hearts and left them to our descendants.

So, once it was rumored that it was cursed, who would want to set foot on the cursed land?

“Huh, Jean Soger? However, the Murim Alliance support unit is scheduled to arrive.”

“Yes? Why?”

Cheong explained the whole story.

What happened in Guangxi.

Because the Murim Alliance support unit was a little late, it was resolved first, and thanks to that, they decided to send it to Jinga as soon as it arrived.

“Who can see this?”

Jinseol stamped his feet.

“Hmm. So wouldn’t it be okay to break the superstition? If someone tells you that you are fine after working, you should not think that the curse has gone away. How about having the workers stay inside the manor?”

“I should have done that a long time ago.”

It means it’s already too late.

Cheong asked him.

“So, construction was halted? Then the materials will remain the same, right?”

“Yes. Although high-quality materials are only taking up space.”

“Then, we can repair the manor.”

Cheong answered casually.

In response, Jinseol’s eyebrows draw a slightly steep angle.

I wonder if I heard what the person was saying.

“Didn’t you say that there is no way to do that? Carpenters are especially sensitive, so even if they call you from far away, they will reject you and go away.”

But Cheong is carefree.

“Ah, there is a good carpenter here.”

Jinseol blinks at him.

“Where?”

Cheong pretended to point at me with his finger.

“Me. Seomuncheong. No, Naknyeong carpenter Seo-moon.”

Strangely enough, there is no distinction between men and women in occupations that are considered menial in the Central Plains.

A fisherman’s daughter is a fisherman, a farmer’s daughter is a farmer, and a carpenter’s daughter is a carpenter.

Because it requires strength and stamina, it is difficult for a woman’s body to do it for a long time.

In the central plains, wives and concubines are also treated as part of a woman’s job.

So, it is not that surprising to hear that Cheonhwageom knows how to do carpentry.

“Did you say you can do carpentry work?”

Jingajou Guangdong Ilwon Jinjagang is not a person who looks like a military man.

If I had to be specific, he was a man with a scraggly face, like a scholar who had eaten a lot of ink, and no flesh, so he literally resembled a bamboo.

Cheong’s first impression was, wow, professor!

But surprisingly, his tone of voice was soft, so he shook his head even when Cheong asked him to tone it down.

If you are comfortable with words, people will also be comfortable, so how can you be rude to customers?

Jinjagang’s character could be seen in just one word.

“It was said that 10 carpenters would be responsible for the work, so if Jin family members help us, we can fully carry out the construction. I had already inspected the material and it was in good condition as it was well covered with a tarp.”

“I know it’s not something I would ask of my guest, but I have to shamelessly ask you a favor. Thank you very much.”

“Ah, no. By the way, matriarch. Wouldn’t it be a bit boring to just carry out construction? So this is what I’m saying… … ”

Cheong laid out his plan.

Jinjagang’s eyes sparkle at that.

—-

The Jinjiajang of Guangdong Jinga occupies the best location in Guangzhou County.

It’s no joke, it’s the center of Gwangju that extends wide to anywhere in the city of Gwangju due to the development of all four directions. It has a small stream’s waterway, a water vein extends underground, and has several wells. It’s the largest noble family in the region since ancient times, and in fact, it’s in a better position in terms of feng shui than the government office.

Therefore, Jinjiajang is located right in the center of Gwangju, so people in Gwangju are bound to keep seeing it as they come and go.

It’s been a while since I finally got a room in that place.

「Looking for workers to participate in the manor reconstruction project. As the head carpenter, a civil engineering fairy who was the best carpenter in Hanam and was also famous as a brave shaman was invited. “He is considered the best authority on difficult construction projects, so I hope you will support him without hesitation.”

Below that, it was a visit that included accommodations, meals, and generous wages.

“The best carpenter in Hanam? I brought you from afar.”

“At that point, you don’t even know the circumstances and try to touch the cursed house.”

“They say she’s the daughter of a shaman. It could be that she is a woman with expertise in that type of construction. Isn’t this worth a try? If I only work at Dalpo, I can take it easy on farming.”

“Hmph. Those curses from the blood cult are just curses. I bet my ass that my portrait is being taken.”

“Well. I also saw this going on.”

Of course, that didn’t mean workers could be found right away.

It’s not even a room that was originally labeled as such.

There was a different person I had asked to see.

“Lord Moon! Lord Moon!”

“Why are you making such a fuss?”

“Jinga is starting construction again. They say they even brought a carpenter from Hanam this time. She is also the best carpenter in Hanam, and she is also a shaman with magical powers and can overcome curses.”

“Does that make sense? When will they send someone to Hanam and bring the carpenter here? It’s not right. And what kind of carpentry does a shaman do? If there is an article like that, shouldn’t the rumor spread throughout the world? And the carpenters in Hanam are idiots? They left the female carpenter to be called the best carpenter?”

It is a nonsense full of flaws from beginning to end.

“Didn’t the Jin family members also have a trick of their own?”

“Hmm. It seems like people from political factions also start telling lies when they are cornered.”

Moonju smiles and looks to the side.

The pale civil servant man sitting there smiles and says.

“Once the shaman carpenter dies, no one in the world will want to take charge of the repair work. Will construction be a problem? Who would want to buy such cursed land? You won’t be able to sell it and get the gold or silver to move. Master Moon, you might be able to purchase it at a low price later, right?”

“Hehehe, after all, there has to be a smart guy down there. So, should we do the same?”

The civil servant man answered with a gentle and kind smile.

“Can we do the same? Kill him as cruelly as possible and hang it on the author.”