United We Live, We Scatter We Die (2)

 

There was a strong possibility that the enemy would swarm, so Mujin sped up.

"You have to leave quickly before they come."

Thinking that he didn't need to reduce his popularity as much as he had attracted the attention of his enemies, Mujin unleashed a bankruptcy report.

Bang!

The earth that Mujin stepped on exploded, and the lush bushes of the southern bay were shattered by the impact of Mujin's body.

Thanks to his ignorant advance, ignoring obstacles, Mujin was able to reach the battlefield in no time.

"It's the Shaolin Divine Dragon!"

Someone recognized Mu Jin's golden ball and hurriedly exclaimed.

Whoops!

He couldn't speak anymore. Mujin's blow left a huge hole in his abdomen.

"Mujin-ah!!"

Mu Gong, who had been shooting at the Nyalai Xinjiang excitedly, found Mu Jin and shouted brightly, but what came back was a double bath.

"Hey, you madman! If you fight like that, they'll all come!"

Mu Mu's face, which had been delighted with the appearance of the world's strongest reinforcements, crumpled at once.

"This is the only martial arts I've learned, so what should I do?"

"I'm proud of you, man!"

The two of them squabble with each other, but they didn't stop teasing their limbs.

There were few demons who could resist the attacks of the two masters who had mastered the heavy martial arts, and the demons in black robes fell like leaves in the autumn wind.

And while the two of them are completely attracting the attention of the demons.

“컥····”

Suddenly, one of the demonstrists collapsed, with a hole in his blood.

Before I knew it, the martial arts officer who had opened the shadow hole and the ghost beam and approached while hiding had punched a hole in the bloodletting with Surado.

"Zz... Not yet..."

After killing one of the demons, the martial police clenched his tongue in regret and hid himself in the darkness again.

He wanted to hide in the midst of the attack like a murderous king, but he hadn't reached that level yet, which left him feeling unsatisfied.

And finally, Mu Yul and Lingling also arrived, and with one hand, the Demon Cult was swept away in an instant.

Luckily, the number of demons was not very large. Fifteen people at most·

Mu Jin, who had cleared them up in an instant, shouted urgently.

"If you are sick, please carry the wounded on your back and follow him! We'll stall for time!"

The one Mu Jin pointed to was the Red Tiger Danju.

The people who were hiding in the hideout with Mu Gong were also experienced to some extent, so they sensed the urgency of the situation and followed Mu Jin's instructions without saying a word.

Quickly pick up the seriously wounded and send them out first, ready to leave.

Looking at the crowd of demons, Mu Jin slammed his fists.

"We need to attract attention, so let's go gorgeously."

At Mu Jin's words, Mu Gong pouted his lips and took the flag ceremony of the Nyorai Xinjiang.

"If you're going to make a fuss anyway, why did you tell me what?"

Mu Qing grumbled, and instead of stealth, he prepared a golden rain godball.

"I'm injured too..."

Mu Yul was smiling brightly at what was so good.

"Heheh... It's going to be fun!"

"Uki!"

* * *

The trio of martial arts fought brilliantly as Mujin said.

Mujin's golden ball and golden wind qi crushed the demons with their brilliant golden light, and the Demon Demon Kidney of Mu Palace burned the demons with the darkness with its huge flames.

The dozens of golden cows created by the martial arts were softly lit up as if this was a forest of fireflies.

At first glance, it was a beautiful sight, but the fireflies were man-eating fireflies.

However, in the end, it was Mu Yul and Lingling who attracted the attention of the demons the most.

"Uki!"

"Oooh!!"

To be precise, it was more of an upsetting than an eye-catcher.

Together, they made monkey noises and made strange movements, showing off their attack and dodge at the same time.

So it's about half an angle to drag out the time.

"The number of people who are flocking to the city is increasing."

Realizing that if he continued to drag on like this, he might not be able to escape the encirclement, Mujin sent a telegram to Mu Yul, who was having a blast.

– Muyul! Chase away the smell of the Red Tiger Guard!

After hearing Mu Jin's voice, Mu Yul suddenly turned around bizarrely, instead of fighting the demon cult, and began to run on all fours towards the southwest.

"Haa

Realizing that Mu Yul was heading in the direction of the Red Tiger Danju, Mu Jin unleashed his impermanence and killed the demon cult who was trying to stop Mu Yul in one fell swoop, and cleared the way.

– Endless! Chase Mu Yul while covering him!

As soon as he gave instructions to Mu Gong, Mu Jin began to pursue Mu Yul just like Mu Gong.

Mu Jin was advancing with Mu Gong, covering Mu Yul, and he also gave instructions to Mu Qing with a telephonic voice.

– From now on, sneak up on us with stealth and erase our tracks!

Thanks to Mujin's command, which quickly divided the roles, they were able to break through the encirclement of the demons without difficulty.

How long did it take to run after Mu Yul?

It wasn't long before they were able to join the Red Tiger Brigade and the others who had set out earlier.

New injuries had formed on their bodies.

The unaccompanied sign room caught my attention, but as the encirclement network was formed on all sides, there were also demons who approached from the direction they were fleeing.

"If it had been too late, we would have been surrounded and dangerous over here."

Apparently he got out in time.

Of course, he still had a long way to go back to his hideout, but that didn't matter.

"Red Tiger Liquor· Please show me the way."

From now on, the Red Tiger Danju knows the way back to his hideout.

"Mu Yul and Mu Kyung keep an eye on their surroundings... If you think the demons are approaching, turn around and move."

There were two human detectors to detect approaching enemies.

It was a composition worthy of the word Trinity.

* * *

They had to turn around for quite a while to avoid the demons, and it took them about two o'clock to reach the hideout where the Epiphany and his companions were resting.

Twice they had brought in those who had been hiding elsewhere, and the lair was overcrowded.

It was originally a hideout built to disperse and hide, so the maximum capacity was only about twenty.

I even spent time going back and forth twice, and the sun was about to rise.

But there was something more serious than that.

"Monk of the Outer Temple· I think we should all move together, leaving only the seriously injured to recover here."

"Surely it's too narrow for everyone to hide..."

"That's not the only problem. If we wait any longer, the lives of those hiding elsewhere will be in danger."

Mu Jin was alarmed when he saw that the demons had come to the place where Mu Gong and his companions were hiding.

Perhaps, in the worst case, the recluses and disciples of the shamans would have been killed elsewhere.

“··· Let the wounded rest here, and some of them attract the attention of the demons, while others gather together those who have been scattered elsewhere."

"Yes· There will be wounded among those who have been scattered, so it would be best to gather them here and join those who are not badly wounded."

"Now that I understand your intentions, let me lead my disciples to their movements. Why don't you rest for a while?"

The unaccompanied sign room had been moving and fighting all night.

The children with the lowest resistance were suffering the most on the front lines, so from Hyunhyun's point of view, as a recluse adult, I couldn't help but be worried.

But Mu Jin shook his head.

"It's a matter of urgency. Rest is enough to take after gathering all the scattered ones..."

“··· If you do, take a moment to get lucky. Shouldn't we recover in order to fight another battle?"

This time, Mujin couldn't shake his head at Hyunhyun's words.

Aside from being able to walk, others might not be able to do it.

By the time we ended the conversation by recovering from the luck and departing for a while.

The Red Tiger Danju gave them a serious look.

"Did you say you keep the slanderers here?"

"Yes..."

"If you do, you will probably run out of medicines and water. In the first place, this place was built as a temporary shelter, so it's not a very generous situation..."

"Then why don't you get it from another hiding place?"

"It's the same everywhere else. The seriously injured should have plenty of supplies on hand as it takes time for them to recover."

Mu Jin thought about the Red Tiger Pavilion's words for a while, and then he came up with a good way to do it.

"Is there a village nearby where you can buy medicine or water? We're going to move to get attention anyway, so I don't think we can buy some medicine and water from the village."

"There is a village, but is there anyone who can speak Mandarin?"

"Don't you speak Mandarin?"

Mu Jin's answer made the Red Tiger Master furrow his brow.

"Didn't you say you had to hide your presence with me?"

Since one of his purposes was to pretend that the apostates and the Shaolin shamans were operating separately, his point was valid.

But Mujin replied to his question with no big deal.

"Well, if it's just one person, why don't you dress up as a monk?"

"What do you mean by that?!"

The Red Tiger Leader shouted with a surprised face. Ask the Demon Cult to wear the Shaolin robes.

Even though he was treated as an apostate, he believed himself to be a faithful member of the church.

For now, it's just a way to be disgraced for a while because you've lost the guise of true apostates just to purify the church.

Mu Jin curled his lips in response to his violent reaction.

"If we don't get attention, Gu Yang will be in danger, right?"

“!!!”

"If you keep being uncooperative like this, we won't be able to help you."

“····”

Torn between his pride as a demon cult and his loyalty to Gu Yang, the Red Tiger Danju tried to avoid the alternative for poetic reasons.

"Ahem· The Shaolin Divine Dragon's opinion is good, but I don't have a robe to wear, do I?"

But it didn't work for Mujin.

"Why don't you change the clothes of one of the adults who have been seriously injured right now?"

“····”

Driven to a dead end, the Red Tiger Danju thought again.

“··· I see..."

In the end, he had no choice but to accept Mujin's offer.

After that, it was a flurry of events.

After all, there was a great disciple who had undressed half of his clothes for treatment, so it would have been enough to take off his clothes and exchange them for the Red Tiger Danju.

"Hmmm· Does this sound like a bit of a mess? Let's go right while we're at it."

Mu Jin said this and said to Mu Qing.

"Cut it off..."

"What do you mean?"

"Zarran? What?"

When Red Tiger Danju and Mu Qing asked with a puzzled expression, Mu Jin replied with a hint that it was a matter of course.

"What's going on? Heads·"

“!!!”

The Red Tiger Danju looked shocked once again, but he was already dressed in a monk's robe, so his worries were short-lived.

"Phew..."

Taking a deep breath, the Red Tiger Danju turned to Mu Qing and said:

"Cut me..."

With the permission of the Red Tiger Lord, the martial police officer took the sword and approached him.

Spatula ·

Spatula ·

While the hair that was cut off by the hand of the martial arts fell due to gravity·

The Red Tiger Danju stared at his hair with a complicated expression, as if he were about to leave the underworld, as if he were about to leave his hair.

Looking at those complicated eyes that he didn't dare to guess, he remembered a verse of a poem that he had long forgotten in Mujin's mind.

"Thin sa haiyan cones are folded and navillera· Parrani's shaved head·"

It was a poem that I remembered learning in school.

The phrases "Haiyan Gokal" and "Goi Fold Navillera" were so peculiar that they still lingered in my mind, but I couldn't remember the last phrase except for the name of the poet Jo Jo-hoon.

"Huh· It's the first time I've heard of it..."

Mu Jin replied to the words of Hyun Hyun, who was watching the shaving ceremony of the Red Tiger Danju from the sidelines.

"It's a poem called Seungmu (僧舞) of the country far to the east."

After explaining that, Mujin's mind reminded him of another memory he had learned in school.

'Speaking of which, it was a poem about a priestess, wasn't it?'

It was a strange thing. Watching the shaving ceremony of the Red Tiger Danju, who doesn't look like a woman to anyone, Seungmu came to mind.

Maybe it was because of the complicated expression on his face as his head was being cut off.

* * *

After the shaving ceremony of the Red Tiger Column· After a short break to prepare for the funeral, about twenty personnel escaped from the hideout.

Disciples of Shaolin and shamans, except for the seriously injured. The Red Tiger Danju was with him.

Guided by the red-tiger lord, who had a complex face in many ways, they made their way to a village close to their hideout.

Take a moment to follow the Red Tiger Column that leads the way from the front.

Glitter·

As I passed through the bushes of the South Bay, I passed a dense area of bushes, and the intense sunlight of the South Bay reflected off the bald head of the Parrani of the Red Tiger Column.

But why?

Mujin felt sad rather than ridiculous.

His bald head sparkled in the light, and for some reason it looked like a giant tear glistening in the light.

To soothe his grief, Mujin raised his right hand and smoothed his hair.

"Rather than lamenting that my hair is so short, I should think it's better than nothing."

After all, happiness was relative.