Entomologist in Sichuan Tang Clan Chapter 297

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I came to my senses but my body didn’t move. I rolled my eyes and looked around, and a fantastic environment unfolded before me.

‘Huh, what is this!?’

The surroundings were a tropical jungle that I had never seen before, a place I had only dreamed of.

The sky was blue and high, and the tall trees were creating shade, and the light streaming in between them was shining brightly like lights.

Tropical ferns and subtropical trees coexisted, cool stream water flowed on one side, and the humidity was just right, making it a good environment for poisonous creatures such as reptiles and insects to live in.

‘Is this heaven?’

When I saw the heavenly environment, I wondered if I had really come to heaven.

A sudden shout is heard.

-Krrr! Why won’t the little dragon wake up!?

“I, I don’t know, I don’t know.”

-A bowl!? If you don’t know, who will!?

“Wow, you should have been awake the moment I came in···.”

The owner of one of the voices heard was clearly Cheongwol.

The voice that was calling out to Cheongwol was a bit unfamiliar.

Cheongwol was extremely angry, and strangely, her angry voice and the sound of her crying could be heard overlapping.

‘Is this really a lie?’

Judging from the mysterious environment and the sound of Cheongwol’s voice overlapping with the crying, this place feels like a strange place.

I was a bit taken aback by the sudden image.

Because it’s not like I registered the poison.

Because Simsang had never been there before except when registering poison.

As I was wondering what was going on, I heard Bin-i and Hwa-eun’s voices.

-Tsurut! You’re saying you don’t know until the end. Sister Hyang saw you use the substitution technique? But Mom, what is the substitution technique?

“It’s not a subjugation technique, it’s a soul-subjugation technique. It’s a dirty martial art that steals a person’s reason or makes them think they’re someone else.”

-Tsurut? You’re pretending to be someone else?

“For example, should I say that it makes her look like Chona Bin? When Dad sees this woman, he thinks of her as Chona Bin. That’s why he thinks of her as more friendly.”

-Huh!? Huh!?

-Tsururut!? That woman is going to act like us!?

The surprised scent of Bin’s voice.

Thinking back a bit on the conversation that had taken place, I remembered that I had lost consciousness while going out of the village to get some medicine and being called by the village chief’s daughter-in-law.

‘I was under the spell of seduction?’

The martial art of seophonsul is one of the things that one must be careful of when going out into the world of martial arts, and it was mentioned once by Grandfather Mandokshin-gun when he was teaching.

As Hwa-eun said, it was a type of brainwashing martial art that took away a person’s reason or made them believe that the enemy was an ally.

Judging from the fact that she had mastered the art of seduction, the village chief’s daughter-in-law did not seem to be an ordinary person, but at that moment, a woman’s scream was heard as if she was being torn apart.

“Kkaaaak!”

A woman’s scream echoes through the forest leaves, causing them to tremble.

This was followed by the woman’s desperate cry.

“Kkaaaah! I, I’ll do whatever it takes. Sa, please save me. Si, if you get hurt too much in your imagination, your mind will be torn apart and the effects will remain in reality, or you’ll end up b-becoming an idiot!”

-Tsuru! How dare you try to act like us! You’re annoying! What did you try to do to Dad!?”

-Tsururut! It feels even worse that you’re coming into my space just for me and Dad!

My head, which had been struggling to control its body until just a moment ago, is finally moving.

When I turned my head, a somewhat funny scene was unfolding.

The children were all in the form of cute girls or women in the image, and the woman who appeared to be Hwayang was biting the ear of the woman who was said to be the village chief’s daughter-in-law, Hyang-i was biting the arm, and Bin-i was biting the thigh.

Perhaps because they were in the form of a human, the three of them had the characteristics of their original form still present, and were biting each other very viciously.

Kids who just chew and gnaw on a woman’s tender flesh.

Although it was in the public eye and no blood was shed, anyone who entered the private chat room without an invitation code was being lynched by a group of thugs.

‘No, but why does Hwayang look like it’s delicious?’

It was necessary to stop the children, as the woman’s identity had to be confirmed.

After all, it seemed clear that that woman was the culprit behind everything that happened in the village.

I had to find out the culprit so that there would be no prejudice against spirits, but it would have been difficult if I had really become an idiot from being hurt like the woman said.

“Hwa, Hwa-eun···.”

The children all become quiet at once as they quietly sing Hwaeun.

Everyone’s heads turned towards me at once.

“Little Dragon! Are you awake?”

-Tsuru! Dad!”

-Sia! Little Dragon!

As everyone left the woman and rushed towards me, Cheongwol grabbed the ankle of the last woman who had fallen and dragged her towards me.

-Krrrr. Little Dragon, are you awake?”

As she slowly nodded, Hwa-eun finally calmed down.

Hwa-eun helped me up and lifted my upper body.

And then he caressed my cheek and made a relieved expression.

“Thank goodness, Little Dragon. I was worried because you didn’t wake up.”

I felt sorry for worrying Hwa-eun again, but I was glad that this incident wasn’t my fault.

‘Thank goodness, this time I’m a pure victim.’

As Hwa-eun seemed to be calming down, she slowly started moving her body to regain some energy.

“How much time has passed since you came into my mind?”

“It hasn’t been that long.”

When I asked how much time had passed, Hwa-eun said that not much time had passed and made a face telling me not to worry.

“I guess I was under a spell? I was on my way out of town with that woman to get some herbs.”

“Yes, Hyang-i said so.”

When he turned his head, he saw a woman still trembling with her ankles held by Cheongwol.

I asked to confirm the woman’s identity.

“Could you tell me who you are and what you did in the village?”

“That, that···.”

-Krrr! Speak quickly!

“Heeeeeeek!?”

-Thud!

A woman who floats in the air in a parabolic arc while being held by Cheongwol’s hand, and then falls flat on the ground with a loud crash.

When the woman hesitated to answer, Cheongwol grabbed her ankle and swung her like a fly swatter, throwing her to the floor.

“Sigh···.”

If you get stuck like that, it’s normal to have trouble breathing.

The shock was so great that only the woman’s gasping breathing could be heard from the ground.

“Ugh. Ugh.”

“Cheongwol, if you keep doing that you’ll die. Just wait a little bit.”

I had a feeling that if I just left it alone, it would end up in the end, so I stopped Cheongwol.

Then Cheongwol said as if he didn’t understand.

-Kreung. Why are you so weak? The little dragon was strong.

Cheongwol must have seen me practice ironsmithing before, so he seemed to be saying that.

But I learned the Iron Curse, the only external skill of the leader of the martial arts world, so that’s why I’m like that, and that woman didn’t learn that external skill, so of course she would be weak.

“That’s because I learned a separate martial art that makes my body stronger.”

-A bowl? Is that so? Would it be a problem if this woman died?

“No, I don’t think I’ll die to this extent.”

Cheongwol was worried that if the woman died like this, he would be in trouble because of his actions, but after a while, the woman, who had recovered her body and mind, began to tell him about her identity.

“I, I am Nan-hwa, the deputy leader of the Blood Yin faction of the Tongue and Blood Cult.”

“Blood sect?”

“Blood sect?”

When we heard the word ‘blood sect’, the same word came out of both Hwa-eun and me.

I thought it was absorbed into the Odokmun, but it suddenly reappeared.

‘Oh, it’s Blood Cult again? It’s really tough.’

And when I heard the word “blood cult,” I thought that the bad relationship between me and those blood cult guys was really tenacious.

In a way, the reason I came from Haenam Island to Jungwon was because of the blood sect, and the bad relationship has continued since then.

Didn’t you almost get killed by a guy who learned the Blood Sect’s Blood Poisoning Technique in Haenam Island, and also had to fight the Blood Sect guys who hid in Dangga to retrieve it?

Is that all?

Recently, I fought again with those who came to steal the unemployed flower beds in order to get rid of the go.

As I looked at the woman with a tired expression, the woman took notice and continued her explanation.

“Yes, I am a spy of sorts, gathering information from the Central Plains and sending it to the Blood Cult.

I gathered information from the Hebei and Shandong regions, where the Taesanpa, Hwangbosega, Shandongakga, Jinjueonga, and Pengga were located, and sent it to our school. And······.”

So, the explanation was that she was a spy of the Blood Cult, but as the woman continued her explanation, I realized that this matter was quite related to me.

The woman who found out that the Odokmun had taken over the Blood Cult dreamed of revenge, but upon hearing that the men who had invaded the Tang family to steal the Mugogyo Flower Garden had been slaughtered, she became even more thirsty for blood, which led to this.

In the end, it was all my fault.

Because I wiped out all the members of that cult.

To be exact, it was our children who swept it away.

So if I hadn’t wiped out the Blood Cult bastards who had invaded the Tang family, this woman would not have had a reason to drink so much blood, so she wouldn’t have been caught in the coffin, and there would have been no reason for us to meet here like this.

‘By the way, is this the saying that when a butterfly flaps its wings in Brazil, a tornado strikes in Texas?’

When I thought about it carefully, I wondered if this was the butterfly effect.

There is a saying called the butterfly effect, which was proposed by an American meteorologist, that small changes in the beginning can have a huge impact on the whole.

In light of that, this situation was definitely a butterfly effect.

That makes sense, because if you think about it, it was I who caused this woman to end up in this situation.

It seemed that the fact that Odokmun obtained the Blood Sect was because information about the blood poison I used was leaked, so it was all my fault.

From the perspective of the Blood Cult, should we call it the Little Dragon Effect?

‘Now that I’ve heard everything, I feel sorry for the Blood Cult. So why are you bothering someone who’s just trying to do a hobby? If you leave them alone, they’re just quietly doing a hobby.’

I was getting a little excited because it seemed like it was a solid demonstration of what would happen if you messed with a crazy person, but Hwa-eun continued asking questions.

“You weren’t the only one working here, so where are your subordinates?”

“···.”

Then the woman rolled her eyes and stopped answering.

Then the woman spoke in a trembling voice.

“I, uh, am alone.”

Even though the woman said she was alone, neither I nor Hwa-eun believed her answer.

Because information activities are rarely done alone.

Since he said that he was also the leader of the Blood Sound Corps, it was clear that the Blood Sound Corps members would have acted together.

“Hwayang?”

Hwa-eun quietly calls Hwayang in response to the woman’s answer.

Hwayang tilted his head cutely in human form.

-Beep? Bab?”

Then Hwa-eun pointed at the woman with a very kind expression.

“Eat.”

-Beep!

“Kwaaaaak!”

As soon as Hwa-eun spoke, Hwayang ran towards the woman of the Blood Cult.

When Hwayang bit the woman’s ear again, the woman screamed that she was dying.

And in the midst of the scream, a cool Hwa-eun’s voice flowed out.

“I haven’t introduced myself yet, but I am Dang Hwa-eun from Sacheon Dangga.

You’d better answer my question quickly. If you tell me now, some of them might be able to survive.

“Among the Blood Cultists who invaded the Tang family, there are some who will be kept alive after weighing the severity of their crimes. If you don’t want to die, it would be best to speak up.”

Then, the woman of the Blood Cult shouted urgently.

It seemed that the promise of survival had worked for some.

“Ma, Ma, I will tell you! They are scattered throughout the surrounding, surrounding villages!”

“Hwayang, stop it.”

It seems like there are more than one or two Blood Cultists scattered throughout the nearby villages.

Hwa-eun stopped Hwayang and started to dig up the location.

“Now, tell me which village you are in and what identity you are disguised as.”

“Khuuuk···. That, that is, the son of the village chief from the upper village······.”

The number of remaining blood followers was also large.

A total of seven people.

Hwa-eun, who had found out all the locations, asked in a satisfied voice.

“Now, tell me how to cast the spell.”

“Are you talking about the art of soothsaying?”

A woman blinks in bewilderment when suddenly asked to learn the art of soothsaying.

I couldn’t help but be flustered by Hwa-eun’s sudden request to teach me the art of concubine marriage.

Because Hwa-eun has no reason to learn brainwashing.

Then Hwa-eun smiled at me and said.

“I know that I can enter the mind of the little dragon with the soul-binding technique. If I look into it with Sister Seol, wouldn’t I be able to see the little dragon’s face directly like this, not just by talking, whenever I want?”

‘Gyaaaah!’

Hwaeun was trying to develop a video call!

It was even 4D.