Doctor’s Rebirth

Chapter 239

Episode 239:

From the younger brother’s point of view, humiliating his older brother in front of his eyes is like dying.

Even so, in the past, one of Jinhyeolbang’s political opponents, Sima Xuan, insulted Jin Tianxi.

Even if you curse at your close friends or ancestors, you don’t even listen to them.

The moment when a person who was crazy about money and was scheming gets scolded.

he remembers

Sima Xuan laughed and ripped off the skin of the guy’s head and stuffed it down his throat.

They killed him on the spot, telling him not to go anywhere and make the doctor suffer.

The cause of death was asphyxiation.

The horrific sight of one being suffocated by the skin of one’s own face.

He committed that act without any remorse and said this.

-Originally, it should be done behind the scenes~ I don’t want to hear it twice, so I’m doing it where everyone can see. Hang this guy’s corpse on the bell tower. I need to give some food to the magpies in the neighborhood.

The anecdote in which he destroyed each and every one of his followers with his own hands was famous.

The Golden King was famous for not moving unless he had money, no matter how terrible his hand was.

It was to the extent that the peak of the Jinhyeolbang directly gave advice to Sima Hyeon.

But that’s it. The Golden King keeps people with money by his side.

Although Sima Xuan caused damage to Jinhyeolbang by killing his political opponent on the spot, the money he had already earned was.

Because it was far more than three times the profits of his dead political opponent.

She gave him a warning not to do anything too rough and left him alone.

Since then, Sima County has also been strengthening and strengthening its power by eliminating political opponents within the rules.

Also, his political opponents only used all kinds of dirty tricks against Sima Xuan and never insulted his brother.

Therefore, Poonggye, who is only the lowest level of witchcraft, has no choice but to feel like death.

“It was the blood mission that blocked the white-robed divine dragon who rose up like this! “It is the shadow of everything!”

“Darkness?”

“Who are the blood missionaries?”

“Is it like a Demon Cult Bunta?”

Now let’s get to the point.

The reason Punggye comes here to talk!

“Let’s use this momentum to talk about blood missions. “What kind of group are they doing?”

Yellow media has been with humanity since ancient times.

Regardless of whether there is evidence or not, we just talk about it and see.

Then humans believe what they want to believe. And as is the case in modern times, it was the same at this time.

The more provocative the yellow press, the better.

It’s the truth, but anyway, you have to look it over and think about it later.

Poonggye could be proud of being a leader in this field.

“The first blood missionary sect was born when a pig and a human copulated!”

“Huh?!”

“Half man, half man! Maybe that’s why these guys have a habit of eating human flesh… they hold a feast with it and share it with the animals…”

Surprisingly.

These yellow media’s half-truths were

words that came up from the spinal cord without going through the brain, without being revealed properly .

“What a vicious bastard!”

The audience also responded spinally.

Let’s put it that way. Anyway, it’s fun.

* * *

Rumors about blood missions spread like wildfire.

Most of them were at the level of yellow gossip uttered by profanity-like scolds, but in essence, yellow journalism grew into a miraculous balance of 3 truths and 7 lies.

The truth among these is that you lost your belongings.

Traces of the curse remain.

A big fight broke out.

So Baek-ryong’s performance.

Aside from these four, the rest are all words that come out without going through the brain.

The story that is currently becoming established is that the first leader of the Blood Missions was a man who had sex with pigs, and that he enjoyed chewing human intestines and especially liking the flesh of children.

Because of that, he is still the leader of the Blood Mission.

Every night, I copulate with the livestock in the barn.

They go beyond worshiping animals as gods and want to become animals.

They eat pig dung as their staple food.

If you become a member of the Blood Mission, you must bathe in pig excrement.

Since ancient times, yellow media has been known to work well when it does not go through the brain.

The witchdoctors mixed all the words that came out of spinal reflexes and made a porridge.

People became addicted to the spicy taste of honey porridge.

It tasted like mara.

“Our pig is safe!”

“No, those bastards from the Blood Mission are so greedy for our Manbok’s chastity! “Our Manbok has to have a baby with Suni next door!”

Gulp!

From farms raising pigs.

“The reason my son fought was because of the blood mission? Well then! “Our child is such a partisan bastard that he tried to stab civilians!?”

In any case, there are even those who are trying to disgrace themselves by blaming blood missions.

Blood missionaries are a bastard, but they had to become even more of a bastard.

When anxiety, fear, and profit were combined, public opinion quickly became agitated.

“We, the Murim Alliance, will conduct a more thorough investigation into blood missions!”

“Testimonies of damage keep coming in!”

Was it really a blood mission or was it done by a pig thief?

I don’t know, but one thing was certain.

Reporting is more beneficial.

Although there may be a large number of them, it is enough to find traces of blood missionary work in at least one of them.

It was a blood mission that had once achieved victory.

Jin Cheon-hee and Baek Rin-ui-seon.

As the two knights began to invade, the situation began to turn even more chaotic.

The two are thorough utilitarians who are not bound by political factions or religious factions, nor are they bound by respect or common sense.

Regardless of the distinction between moderate and strong factions, there is only one thing that they lead to.

Jeontugu (????).

In the mud, the dogs of political factions and blood missionaries wanted to fight together.

And it was spot on.

* * *

“Kaaaaaaaa! Dogs of political faction! pig? A pig!? “Are you insulting our first religious leader like that?”

Kwajangchang!

Prince Yocheon could not hold back his anger and destroyed everything he could see.

It was Yocheon-gun who lived his entire life as a fanatic of blood missions.

Even though I could tolerate cursing the blood missionaries, I could not tolerate cursing the religious leaders and Yoseonnim.

I want to run out right now and rip out the heads of those who are swearing at me and offer them as sacrifices to the Yoseonnim!

Among them, the ones I want to uproot the most are the Murim Lord and the Seed of Banseon!

Since the seed of antipathy appeared, nothing has happened.

‘The Yoseons gave a revelation saying that they must secure the seeds of anti-seon and if they cannot secure it, they must kill them! But how…?’

There are only two spirit creatures next to this half-seon seed.

One remembers the scent of everyone who approaches, and the other spots suspicious people in the sky.

Since these creatures are not humans, they are with their owners all the time, including eating, pooping, and playing.

The best escort.

But we have to catch him anyway.

The ships’ orders were absolute, but one more piece of information came in.

At that time, a member of the Blood Mission came in.

“Yocheon-gun! Now, the white-clothed divine dragon of the White Lint’s Pavilion is insulting the blood line!”

“what? “Are you saying you’re going to do it yourself now?”

“Plus, they even shouted outrageous things about making dogs urinate on our equipment!”

If it’s a dog, is it a spirit creature called Hwanggu?

Crackle –

The veins on Prince Yocheon’s face popped out.

The power accumulated over 80 years began to be distorted due to mental problems.

“Yes… it is indeed the seed of antipathy. How dare you urinate on Dalgi’s relics…?”

The strategist shouted.

“Yocheon-gun! It’s an enemy trap! “If you stick your head out now!”

“…Who wouldn’t know that–!”

Yocheon-gun’s shout resounds loudly in the secret room. Even the subordinates and secretaries had their eardrums ruptured and blood was pouring out of their ears.

“I will at least hang out with that guy! “If you don’t do that, I think I’ll come back to you with a heart attack–!!”

The blood vessels that are bulging with anger rarely subside.

Yocheon-gun did not agree with the teacher’s attempts to dissuade him.

“Assemble all your men! Also, send a message to the other two! “Will you join me?”

…It was a victory for the mighty Yellow Flick.

* * *

“The guy called Hyeolseon is not even a immortal! “They are stragglers who failed to climb the mountain!”

“I, Jin Cheon-hee, am disappointed in you blood vessels!”

“Your level of blood missionary work. “It’s become boring!”

Jin Cheon-hee was traveling around the city accompanied by Hwang-gu and Noe-jin.

Hwanggu released his usual constriction exercises and returned to his original size.

Young things are young things. When the huge, muscular dog appeared, some passers-by were shaking their butts from the intimidation.

Jin Cheon-hee placed the saddle on Hwanggu’s back and climbed on top.

‘Now, Hwanggu is faster than most horses.’

Next to Jin Cheon-hee, he ate elixir scraps and various wild ginsengs and ate meat from the same spirit creatures, which is the best meat for spirit creatures.

In addition, it is the result of training under the Shaman regime.

Hwanggu’s original form has now become the size of an ox.

Kkkkkkkkk!

There was no other reason why I usually downsized and walked around like a country dog.

Because when it gets this big, people won’t throw it food!

No one would throw snacks at a dog the size of an ox.

This clever creature knew long ago that the reason people throw food at it is because it thinks it’s cute.

It returned to its original size only when Jin Cheon-hee gave the command.

There was a large flag on the saddle on Hwanggu’s back, with this written on it:

Blood seer.

Literally translated, it means blood-lined bastard.

Jin Cheon-hee got on Hwanggu with a face red with shame.

Next to Jin Tian-hee, Sima Hyeon was shouting in place of Jin Tian-hee.

“What’s wrong, bro? “It was a plan my brother came up with.”

“No… I was thinking of putting up some posters.”

“This is so effective, bro. And you say you have a lot of resentment towards those guys? Although I don’t feel like it, I also told my second and third brothers. “He’s probably lurking nearby, watching his brother.”

Ha-Ryun and Cheon-Woo are hiding and watching me?

What does it look like?

Jin Cheon-hee wanted to die.

“No, I’m doing it, but I’m not sure. Hyuna… At best, will people turn away from this kind of nonsense? “Master said it would, but I’m not sure.”

I am a modern person who clearly knows the destructive power of yellow media, but I know it intellectually.

Hyun-i’s eyes lit up.

“Trust me, bro~ I’m really good at making people mad.”

…I didn’t want to talk about faith just because of something like this.

“But Lord Uigak was able to give permission?”

“No, I’m doing this on my own. “Master is in a meeting at the Murim Alliance.”

This plan is like a sand castle.

It needs constant maintenance to keep its shape.

Jin Cheon-hee took advantage of the moment when Master was busy and came out.