How To Live as a Civil Servant in Murim

The subordinates were subordinates who started stealing under the command of the description of fundraising, and were also disciples who were taught one or two herbivores of silver jam according to their performance and qualifications.

Even a thief who has nothing to work for a few years will strain his neck, but thieves with a trust like a fundraising depiction could not be docile. Although they were cautious in front of the fundraising description, they behaved arrogantly in front of others as if the objects in the room had already become theirs.

It is certainly rare for such a subordinate to speak in such a way. The fundraising description frowned and asked.

“You mean that judge is ignoring my warnings?”

“No, I didn’t mean that. However, since the rumors about that judge are not serious…”

In addition to the subordinates who spoke up, there were other subordinates who showed signs of fear.

That’s why rumors of Jinchungbido spread in the vicinity of Hankyung.

Rumors about catching thieves from 100 miles away even with closed eyes and throwing a sword to catch criminals from 1,000 miles couldn’t have spread to anyone.

At first, even the thieves, who said, ‘The Hankyung guys are good at bluffing’, were clearly nervous when several of their methods were destroyed in an instant.

“It’s not a gimmick. But if you’re not an idiot, you’ll understand my warning.”

The fundraising description did not simply believe in his reputation.

Like a seasoned thief, he was also reading the situation of Hankyung cleverly.

Normally, it would be quite embarrassing for the judge to not be able to catch the infested thieves in a situation where the Murim people flocked to him like now.

If more officials or soldiers were called in, the court could now think of them as incompetent officials who couldn’t handle this properly, but the moment they asked for help from the Murim people, the Hankyung officials were left with the embarrassment of doing it all alone.

The smartest thing was not to create problems.

How would it not be beneficial for the Moorim people who flocked to see Yongbongjihoe to achieve their goals, and if Jinchungbido, a monster who is obsessed with the role of a judge, also saves face?

* * *

“……”

The fundraising description was full of absurdity, and I heard the news at the inn. The subordinate, who was wearing a hat and covered his face, noticed.

“So you’re saying that all three of them have been captured?”

“yes…”

“impossible. What nonsense are you talking about?”

It was only natural that Joui-mang was nervous.

The judge had been warned two days ago, and no one had ever been caught. The work was only interrupted, but it got out safely.

Of course, the subordinates under his command would also be more vigilant if they did the work, but not less vigilant. Just because they warned the judge didn’t mean they were stupid enough to let their guard down.

But in less than two days, three guys were caught?!

“Three guys, three guys. It would take fifteen days to chase just one, but how could you catch three in two days?”

“Sah… Actually, all three were caught today.”

“…Tell me! How did you get caught?”

The subordinate trembled and explained what had happened.

The first one was trying to search the graves of the nearby warriors.

It was not a target that a normal grave robber would aim for, but the depiction of fundraising was very high even for treasured swords and secret books.

A thief who survives for a long time in Moorim must value martial arts more than jewelry.

So this first thief settled down around the tomb and spent three days digging up the dirt and making an underground passage. To avoid being seen by others, they covered the entrance during the day and dug down with a cloth covering the surroundings at night.

“I didn’t make any mistakes, what is it? Why were you arrested?”

“It is said that the judge immediately set up an ambush after seeing some new earth scattered around the tomb…”

“……”

Jo Ui-mang doubted his ears.

Of course, when digging a grave, the soil inside had to be thrown out, so it was easy to get suspicious if it wasn’t handled well.

Of course, the subordinate of the fundraising description knew that well. A little bit of dirt would not really be much.

But to know the whole story of the incident just by looking at that soil?

In the midst of such a busy schedule, Jin Chung-bi himself was ambushed, which was something he could not do with ordinary confidence.

“next? Say the following.”

The second guy’s pride was hurt when his colleague was taken away by the judge.

I boldly went to the tomb the first guy tried to steal in broad daylight, and went into the underground passage at an off-the-beaten-path hour. Since it was almost a passage, it was not strange to enter in broad daylight as long as the entrance was covered.

When he succeeded in entering the tomb, the second thief excitedly lifted the coffin. Usually, burial items were stored under it.

At that moment, tracheal suffocation was triggered, and ammunition coated with paralysis poison flew in. The second one got hit and fell down.

“…No one puts memorization under the coffin. What nonsense…?”

The fundraising description was embarrassing. He was also an experienced thief, so he knew how strange the words he had just heard sounded.

Of course, to prevent grave robbers, it would be better to install an engine extinguishing ceremony in the place where the burial items are located, but in the first place, a tomb was not made to prevent thieves, but to send the dead well.

Placing memorization in a place where burial items are kept was nonsense.

“The judge got permission after he caught the first one and arranged the memorization…”

“……”

The fundraising description was surprising, so no answer came out.

He did not take offense at the ignoring of his warnings or even contemplate retaliation. It was just amazing.

What kind of guy is this?

“What about the third guy?”

“The third guy approached the government office to see what had happened after the two were caught. Disguised as a porter, I tried to pretend to be passing by, but suddenly the posse surrounded me. So I got caught right away.”

“Is that all? There must be a reason you were caught?”

“I don’t know either.”

“……”

The fundraising description, which I had been thinking hard about, made me wonder.

Of course, as the fundraising description had a deep relationship with Haomen, subordinates could go to Haomen and ask for news or information.

But this was all too soon. Haowen was neither a mouse nor a bird, and he couldn’t understand the whole story.

“But how did you find out?”

“That’s it…”

The subordinate hesitated.

The depiction of fundraising at the same time felt numbness in the hamstrings and a chill down the spine.

Pak!

He didn’t feel anything about the fundraising description, but he kicked the table, threw the bowl of fish and soup in all directions, and threw himself out the window.

“A guy like this rat!”

A voice full of wickedness came out. I couldn’t catch the other person’s feeling at all, so I felt my heart pounding in the fundraising description.

‘It’s good!’

The blue light in his eyes and nails, and his exceptionally long and thick right arm. And the viciously shimmering eyes and voice.

There were not many masters like this in Moorim.

‘…single coma!’

The fundraising description felt that his luck was full of scars today. To meet a master among many Murim people who is well known for his poison and memorization.

“Hey, stand there. Fundraising description! If you run away, what will be the face of this Dangdeung who boasted to Jinchungbido! If you run away, I will inject different poisons into your limbs!”

“……”

Even in the midst of embarrassment, the description of fundraising came out with abusive language.

What kind of bastard judge would entrust the work to the Murim people without face like this?

And what kind of Sichuan Tang master would accept it without face!

Chapter 106

‘I have to run away…!’

Along with the decision, the new type of fundraising description became blurred, and the momentum also blurred.

Geogyeon lung yogong (桀犬吠堯功).

It was the name of the mental method learned by Jo Eui-mang, a fundraising writer.

Although it did not guarantee the speed of building internal energy or the purity of accumulated internal energy, this method could be said to be a new skill for a thief.

It is to change the nature of the built-up internal energy, blurring the existence of an unmanned person.

There were many secret arts in Gangho, but the simbeop that changed the nature of internal energy itself to make unmanned people safe was not common.

In addition, if this simbeop was learned together with another qigong, it exerted even more powerful power.

Gyeonseolgogolgyeol (犬齧枯骨訣).

It may seem funny because the dog is included in the name, but if you learn this qigong and geolgyeon lung yogong together, the feeling is blurry enough to be difficult to catch even in front of your eyes.

Dang, etc., a single married man in the world, was perplexed as if he had not known that the martial art of fundraising description would reach this level.

I don’t know what kind of evil martial arts it is, but it’s hard to focus right in front of my eyes.

‘This isn’t just a secret trick, it’s a martial art that includes the secrets of phantom magic!’

Dangdeung guessed that the opponent’s technique and qigong practice were not common.

If you deal with Dangdeung by force, you will become a handful of blood in an instant, but surprisingly, in this escape situation, that fundraising description has an advantage.

hooked!

Dang Deng suddenly pricked his left arm with a needle. The place where it had been stabbed was swollen red, as if it had been poisoned.

“I found it, you bastard thief!”

“…!”

Seeing the Dangdeung snarling and chasing after them, the fundraiser realized what the other party had done and put on a tired expression.

Among Murim’s techniques, illusion magic sometimes wakes up when it receives pain or shock.

The martial arts learned in the description of fundraising also contained the description of illusion magic, so even when the opponent sees it in front of their eyes, they cannot focus on it and suffer.

Conversely, if pain is given, the effect of the depiction of fundraising is also reduced. The poisonous coma aimed for that and stabbed his left arm to intentionally inject the painful poison.

It was an accurate decision because it was poison he dealt with anyway, so he wouldn’t be poisoned and there would be only pain.

But even so, it’s a reading mind that puts poison-stained memorization right into your arm.

“This… why is it that someone like you is chasing after the judge’s order!”

“Command? Command?! With those words, you have one more memorization to stick in your perineum! I will drive you very pointedly.”

At the words of Dangdeung, whose planting was firmly twisted, the description of fundraising realized that he was wrong.

The opponent wasn’t chasing after the judge’s order!

‘Then why the hell are you chasing me with such killing power…!’

* * *

Dangdeung, who arrived in Hankyung the day before, visited people he knew.

I met the head of the branch and brought some medicine to Old Man Kang…

Then I went to see the wonderful Podu, no, the Judge.

It’s really amazing, but this Fodu guy has become a judge because of his achievements.

It was several times more surprising that he became a judge than earning the nickname Jinchungbido in Moorim and blowing his reputation.

‘Well, even the rotten officials of the royal court wouldn’t be able to completely deny what they did if they had eyes!’

It is said to be a nangjungjichu, but I couldn’t help but feel bad seeing it really come out of my pocket.

Dangdeung, who was delighted, visited the government office to deliver some freshly made poison as a gift.

But it was strangely disturbing. They were chatting with each other in a muffled voice, probably from other districts as well.

-What’s going on?

-Daehyup, Daehyeop. hello.

– I can’t say hello. Do I have to ask twice what’s going on?

– Sin, sorry. Well, it’s noisy because some crazy thief threatened the old judge. We, the cheerleaders, are planning to unite and stop their disturbance, but the old palace judge said, ‘I’d rather trust my old dog than trust you guys’…

-This commotion because of a thief?

– He is also a Moorim. It’s called fundraising condolences…

-joy! Good for you. I need to change the gift. Do you have a judge? Let’s see your face right now!

Dangdeung called Yeon Woo-hyuk and went inside.

And after a rough greeting, he boasted that he would catch the description of the fundraising. Yeon Woo-hyuk was surprised and asked.

-Do you know where the fundraising description is?

-You have to find that, Judge?

-…Yes… I see.

Yeon Woo-hyeok was a bit taken aback, but as he worried about whether he would be able to respond to the situation where there was a shortage of workers, the help of a master craftsman like Dangdeung was like the first rain of a drought.

-Then let’s catch the men and interrogate them. It may take a while.

-If you say so, you’ll take care of it within a day, right?

-no.

– What’s wrong?

And in fact, as Dang Deng said, the judge arrested several of his subordinates within one day. Upon hearing the guest cup to meet with the fundraising guide, Dang Deng immediately took the subordinate and set off.

-I’ll cut off that thief’s head as a present for the judge’s inauguration!

-If possible, I would appreciate it if you could bring me alive.