Chapter 242 – 242. The Underworld

Even if I heard the story that the warrior of the life and death world was the guardian of the world, I couldn’t figure out how to accept this.

I stared blankly at him, and a director covered his mouth with his hand and added an explanation as if he hadn’t said enough.

“I just described it as the guardian of the world, but it sounds a bit grandiose. To put it more accurately, the state of life and death is a state that cannot be reached by one’s own strength because the sky is blocking it. You can think of it as allowing me to grow in strength to punish evil.”
“It’s like giving a sword to Yang-min who doesn’t know how to fight.”
“Yes. It gave the power and authority to do so to those who did not originally need it. That is the essence of the realm of life and death.”

After being the class president quietly, he continued.

“In other words, the reason why I came to exist is because I was chosen as the guardian of this world, which is recognized as a world, even though it is an imperfect world. That’s how I found out about the giveaway.”

Master is now in the room. The moment he recognized it, his heart fluttered.

The fact that the headmaster knew that fact meant that he was not giving himself away, and because of that, Master couldn’t come out. The thought that if it was forced suppression, I had to kill the host’s soul to get it out, tried to capture me, but

‘He’s better than me. Hasty actions will hurt Master too.’

I quit right away because I learned how to manage my anger well after watching a master at a high level.
In the future, if you don’t learn how to control your anger, it’s the worst era in which you’ll quickly turn into a corpse.

I just barely swallowed my life into my throat as a wife and asked.

“Master, are you all right?”
“Yes. But I can’t just die, so I didn’t give up my body… But he’s definitely safe inside me. Our Shaolin is a non-killing principle in the first place.”
“I will believe that.”

The headmaster smiled brightly.

“Amituofo, thank you for trusting me. Then what will you do from now on? You may stay as a guest if you wish, or you may set out to find other companions if you wish.”
“I’ll do the former.”

Hwaryong and I decided to stay at Shaolin Temple for the time being, being treated as guests. Her host said she had more to say, and I also had many secrets of the world that I wanted to find out through her.

Anyway, the realm of life and death can’t be the sky… So, I didn’t know that it was blocked by the lineage.

For some reason, even though the Master or the Heavenly Demon, the father-in-law, had enough intelligence, his growth stopped at the extreme of Hyungyeong. That was all for a reason.

‘Then, was the blood demon also a guardian?’

I almost felt a bit disappointed that she didn’t tell me, her lover, but unexpectedly, I lean toward the possibility that she might not know either.
Just as I, who was in a life-or-death situation, did not know that fact, there was a high possibility that future Eon Seo-jin, who was a blood horse, did not know.

If she had known, she wouldn’t have brought me back.

‘Actually, it’s out of the question that I, the celestial saint, will be chosen by the world to become a guardian and rise to the brink of life or death.’

Giving the Celestial Celestial the duty of being a guardian? I don’t know what the criteria are for making the selection, but maybe the guy who’s in charge of this job has a crooked personality. Or if your thinking is insane.

I wanted to ask Hwaryong about this, but looking at his expression, it seemed that part of his memory was missing, so he asked.
There is no doubt that she is a fire dragon, but at the same time she is just a fragment of that.

The fortunate thing is that the host doesn’t show much hostility toward me.
First of all, it would be nice to have a conversation with the host here. She also has her master trapped inside her, so she asks questions that she’s curious about.

Even though I’m a negative person in this world, called a celestial demon, the way she looked at me was rather full of good feelings.

So she made her decision and went to sleep, but…

“I can’t sleep.”

As she tried to spend the day like this, her mind was troubled.

Worried about Master. Worries about other lovers. The truth about life and death.
Too much information comes in every day, so it is mixed with existing worries and makes the mind and body uncomfortable.

I couldn’t say that my spiritual practice was lacking as much as I had mastered the Myungkyung Index, but I have more precious things than that, so it’s not a bad effect, but fear arises. The fear imprinted in my mind that I will lose something precious again spreads out its male and female sides and tries to sink me into the swamp.
I can’t sleep because my mind is disturbed and the feeling of being restless won’t go away.

If you want to force yourself to sleep as much as your body’s control is perfect, there’s nothing wrong with sleeping.
I felt like I wanted to see the moon in the night sky.

That’s why I came out of the guesthouse to take a night walk around Mt. Song without Shaolin’s knowledge, and it was the moment I stepped out of the guesthouse and hid my presence.

“Amituofo.”

My heart skipped a beat at the sound of disapproval from behind.

It was surprising that he took over my back without any popularity, but it was more important why he took over my back.

I turned around with only preparedness so that I could spray water at any time. The soft moonlight from the bright full moon shines through the trees of Mount Sung, illuminating the woman below.
It was Na Ye-rin of this world, master of Shaolin, who was a higher level master than me.

While bathing in her soft moonlight, the golden light shone more intensely on top of her. As if her teacher’s body odor had solidified into the scent of plum blossoms, Buddha had succeeded in dwelling in her body, and the light was always shining.
I don’t know if it’s because I care about it, but I can’t see it from the point of view of others.

“What are you doing here, President?”
“As a Buddhist, I felt the presence of someone who is struggling, so I moved my steps. If it’s not rude, why don’t you tell me about your worries? Sometimes, there’s a way to feel more comfortable just by taking out what’s stuck inside.”
“I don’t think I have a strong friendship with the host yet, so I will politely decline.”
“…Amitabha.”

Maybe it’s because he said he’d refuse because he wasn’t close to him yet. Contrary to the first impression that seemed detached from everything, it was a complexion with a little embarrassment.

‘What do you want from the Celestial Killer?’

The title of the world’s guardian was of no use to me. I don’t know if it was a stage that was negotiated in advance and made a deal.
It’s just given, so I’m just thinking of using it to the fullest.

Anyway, to feel the signs of a Buddhist’s troubles is what kind of ghosts are forgetting. If the Buddha dwells within oneself, would even such a thing be possible? I was a little curious about the principle.
I need to find out later and teach Hyunjoong indirectly.

“Then, it seems that you still have questions for me, so you can ask now. If you focus your attention elsewhere, you will have less time to worry about your worries.”

After asking for a conversation like this, it was too much for me to keep refusing.

“The host-“

So, I asked for help.

“Why do you have hair?”
“…”
“No, that’s right.”

I said seriously to the room manager who opened his mouth and put on a bewildered expression.

“I heard that there is a custom of growing hair in the army these days, but it’s not Shaolin. But why does the chief, who can be said to be the owner of Shaolin, leave his hair as it is…”
“…Amitabha. This is because I ate the gum of the nine-tailed fox.”
“Are you the insider of the nine-tailed fox?”
“Yes. You’ve probably seen the donor too. The woman who couldn’t change because of the nine-tailed fox’s intention.”
“…You mean my master.”
“Exactly.”

The hostess smiled and explained.

“The person who ingested the inner end of a nine-tailed fox is a woman, and the person who became a half-yo with its high strength and fit rate is fixed as the most beautiful figure in their opinion. Even if I shave my hair, it will grow back this much in a day. No matter how much you are a suji parent or a monk, it’s not like you cut off the precious things you inherited from your parents every day. That’s why we came to the conclusion that we should just leave them alone.”

The host’s eyes curl like crescent moons and he smiles. However, she seemed to be smiling kindly, but it also seemed like she was making excuses in a hurry.

Anyway, didn’t he think that he had the most ideal figure, having that chest and beetle, and having that kind of hair? In the end, she was able to say that it was not the mindset she had as a monk, but she did not point out that.
If I pointed that out to the host, I felt like I would get stabbed for real.
No, since Kwon and Bong are popular in Shaolin, will it end with a beating? I do not know.

“Shiju, do you understand? It’s not because I wanted to, it’s a problem caused by the nine-tailed fox’s negligence.”
“I understand well. By the way, the host.”
“Do you have any other questions?”
“Yes. Then, is that body the director’s idea of ​​an ideal body?”
“…”

The cute and pretty hand that was holding the class president is clasped.

“Amituofo.”
“…”

If I ask you, will you hit me with that?
I won’t ask any more.