Chapter 53

If you spend a lot of time in a seat, you’re bound to run into a lot of people.
The first thing he did was rent a small house far away from the village, where he was paid 3,000 yuan for killing the Black Saboteur Seokjeong.
We’ll continue to deal with the duties of this nasty branch for a while. In the meantime, Bu Eun-sul has created her own lair where she can rest in peace.
“Now we need to fill it in.”
The next thing she does is buy the equipment she needs for her mission.
“I don’t need to use the stuff in the used bookstore warehouse.”
The equipment stacked in the used bookstore’s crawlspace warehouse was of poor quality and unmaintained.
Because no one feels like they belong to a chapter.
“Welcome.”
He went to the smithy in the deepest alleyway of the low-rent neighborhood and bought a longsword made of lily white steel and a killing sword for his back.
“Guest.”
The blacksmith smirked and whispered, “Not only has Bu Eun-sul purchased a flying sword, but she has a bundle of slips in her arms.
“You don’t need any memorization, needles, etc.?”
“Memorization?”
Snowflake’s eyes twinkled.
Some smithies make mimeographs. However, it’s only the backstreet peddlers who sell nasty things like shotgun pipes.
“Is there such a thing here?”
“Of course, follow me.”
The blacksmith led Bu-eun-sul to a small side room inside the forge.
The room was piled high with memorization devices for throwing, such as bidos and markers, and mnemonic devices such as the extreme heat needle tube and the spiral explosive ray.
“One of our blacksmiths is a master memorizer, what do you think?”
Instead of answering, Buunsul picked up a metal bracer-like object that she wore on her wrist.
“Gee, you have eyes to see.”
The blacksmith wears a metal bracer on his wrist.
Click.
The blacksmith who fastened the bracers flicked his wrist, and with a pinging sound, the water iron device was revealed.
“It’s a genuine mnemonic device made from musk, and you can insert your wool needle into it.”
‘musk…….’
As he stared at the memorization device, his eyes glowed with a fierce blood red.
“Do you know where I can get a musk mnemonic?”
The blacksmith stumbled back in horror as the normally mild and dull snow suddenly burst into life.
“Well, how are we supposed to know where that is?”
“So how did you get this stuff?”
The blacksmith’s lips trembled as he looked at the bloodshot eyes of the swollen snowman.
“Ooh, I just happened to pick up a bargain on something that was floating around as a rogue, and the rogues don’t know it’s a rote, they think it’s a wrist brace…….”
It’s unlikely that this small forge traded in musk for the great sect of memorization.
“I got too excited.
Bu Eunseol, her expression straightened again, extended her hand.
Click.
He pulled the mnemonic device from the blacksmith’s wrist and put it back on his own.
“No that’s…….”
The blacksmith fumbled and reached out, and Bu Eunseul thrust a stack of slips from her bosom into his hand.
Ten chapters. Bu Eun-sul paid a thousand niang for a memorization device.
“You’ve met the god of fortune!
The blacksmith counted the slips in his hand,
“Thank you!”
As she walked out the door, she gave a big bow to Buunseol.
* * *
As she turned to leave and return to her hiding place, she stopped in her tracks.
Because it smelled good.
I followed the smell down a winding alleyway and saw a stall selling dumplings around the corner.
“Maybe I should get some dumplings to take with me.
Buunsul’s hideout was quite far from the village, so there was no food nearby.
“How much for one dumpling?”
“DotMoon.”
“Five doors…….”
As she asks the vendor the price of the dumplings, Bu Eun-sul smiles bitterly.
If you gave a street dumpling vendor a hundred-yuan bill, he wouldn’t be able to give you change.
“I’ll come back another time.”
He turned and ran out of the alleyway,
“Mr. Confucius.”
Before he knew it, there was a young Jumsoi with a dishtowel over his shoulder, his hands clasped together and a big smile on his face.
“It’s good to see you again.”
Jumsoi smiled and bowed as if he were meeting an old acquaintance.
As he searched his memory, Buunsul raised one eyebrow.
The young Jumsoi in front of her was the same Jumsoi she had encountered when she first came to Yueyang.
“He recognized me.
My encounter with Jumsoi was very brief at the time.
They were also dressed in the finer clothes of the day, and looked like the scion of a traveling family.
But wasn’t Bu Eunseol now wearing a black robe and had changed her face with a phantasmagoria?
“You know me.”
In response to Bu Eun-sul’s question, the younger Jum Soi blinked and replied with a nonchalant expression.
“Didn’t I see you here not too long ago?”
“I didn’t recognize the face.
Bu Eun-sul was intrigued.
Hundreds, if not thousands, of people must have passed by this jabberwocky in a day. How did he recognize himself when he couldn’t even remember his face?
“If you don’t mind, …….”
“Go.”
Buunsul nodded as he cut off Jumsoi’s words.
“I was hungry anyway.”
Day.
Juruda is located far away from the main street, not in sight of the symbolic arc.
It was an express liquor store with a great view out the window, long-aged liquor and fine cuisine.
“Come on up this way.”
Even after reaching this floor, Jumsoi urged Bu Eun-sul to go up one more level.
There, a special room was set up with a seat costing more than a hundred silver coins.
“I’ll take a seat by the window.”
Buunsul pointed to an empty seat on the second floor.
“Are you sure?”
Without further ado, Jumsoi led Bu Eun-sul to a seat by the window.
“Luckily, the good seats are open.”
Jumsoi said with a grunt.
“What foods…….”
“I have one question for you.”
“Go ahead.”
“I don’t know how he recognized me, we only saw each other for a split second.”
“Hahaha, we can’t make a living if we don’t remember the faces of our customers.”
Jumsoi, who had stolen his nose, shuddered, and Snow White’s eyes flashed.
‘So it’s not remembering faces after all.
The answer made Buunsul realize two things.
That young Jumsoi doesn’t recognize his alter ego.
And why he won’t tell you the secret to recognizing him.
“I’d love to hear your secret sauce.”
When I pulled out the transfer slip, he threw up his hands.
“Do you mean to tell me that you have given me this much?”
“I don’t have change.”
“Then I’ll subtract a little bit for myself when you do the math, but let’s put it in first.”
“Good.”
Bu Eun-sul nodded coolly, and in a low voice, Jumsoi told her the secret.
“If you can’t remember the face, you should remember the voice, and that’s what we do.”
Voice.
It doesn’t change when you change clothes, it doesn’t change when you change faces.
The commandment phraseology was a way of summarizing the essence of the gastrointestinal law with the word “atmosphere”. In other words, the word atmosphere includes voice.
“Voice…… I see.”
Every job has its tricks.
Even the janitors, who you might think are just carrying bowls and wiping down tables, are working behind the scenes.
“It was a big help.”
I meant it.
You’ve learned the most important aspects of the Phantasmagoria and the Commandment Spell from none other than Jumsoi.
“Ew, you’re not saying much.”
Jumsoi beamed.
“What’s for dinner?”
“Hmm.”
Originally, he had planned to relax, eat, and people-watch.
But as I sat back and relaxed at the plate, I realized that I was in for a treat.
“We’ll have to make it a little heartier.
“Bring me three of the best dishes you do here…… No, four.”
“Don’t you need a drink?”
“Alcohol?”
“In Juru, we have a specialty yellow liquor that is soaked in high-quality glutinous rice.”
Jumsoi whispered in a low voice, as if he knew what Bu Eunseol was thinking.
“We sell alcohol at Juru, so if you order a bottle of our specialty yellow liquor and empty it slowly, you can sit back and relax without being noticed.”
Not only is this young Jumsoi smart, but he’s also very perceptive.
Formula.
Bu Eun-sul couldn’t help but smile.
“I will. And a bottle of wine.”
Buunsul bared his teeth and smiled, and Jumsoi blinked.
His face is plain enough, but when he smiles, his eyes seem to light up like sunshine on a river.
“What are you staring at?”
“What?”
Jumsoi, coming to his senses, bowed his head and cried out.
“Just a moment!”
Soon, the table was filled with delicious stewed fish and a five-ingredient cold dish. Then came the stir-fried beef and shrimp.
“Hmm.”
When she saw the food, she felt hungry like never before.
He didn’t care about the flavor of the food, but the aroma of the liquor wafting out of the tattered bottles was enough to whet his appetite.
“Mmm.”
I never touched the alcohol, and it wasn’t something I was asked to drink.
But when a deep, sweet aroma tickled the tip of her nose, she filled her glass without realizing it.
Twitch.
She gulped down her drink and wiped the corner of her mouth.
“That’s interesting.”
It’s a little different than you might have heard.
I’ve heard it’s bitter and a little harsh, but…… how can it be so sweet?
Twitch.
Before you know it, you’ve had a drink, then two, then three.
In a short time, Bu Eun-sul emptied three bottles of Huangju. But instead of getting drunk, she feels like she’s becoming more alert.
“Oh no…… there’s no room.”
Just then, a young man from the second floor looked around and clicked his tongue.
Did they just read the terms?
He wore a sword at his waist, but his body and limbs were slender, uncharacteristically for a muji. However, he had a very sharp jawline and large, cool eyes, which gave him an air of rusticity.
“Oh.”
The young man was about to turn away with a dejected look on his face when he saw Bu-eun-sul sitting alone by the window, emptying his glass.
“It’s been a while since I’ve seen this!”
The young man sat down across from Bu Eun-sul and waved his hands in welcome, as if he had met a friend.
“I don’t know how long this has been going on!”
As Bu Eun-sul’s brows narrowed, the young man blurted out.
“You’ve emptied three bottles of this poisonous yellow liquor and your complexion is still intact, I can’t even remember the last time I saw a ledger like this!”
Buunsul’s mouth dropped open at the man’s bullshit.
“All true ledgers are large!”
The young man coughed and whispered again.
“Are you waiting for someone?”
When Bu Eun-sul shook her head, the young man asked again.
“So you’re saying you’ve been drinking on your own?”
When Bu Eun-sul nodded, the young man slapped the table and spoke in a booming voice.
“That’s great! I saw a ledger like my brother’s and couldn’t pass it up. Hey!”
The young man shouted at a passing jumsoi.
“Here’s a cannonball, and five more bottles of specialty yellow liquor, and the appetizers are…….”
Then the young man, looking at the dishes still on the table, narrowed his eyes and exclaimed.
“The snack is…… a plate of peanuts!”
Taang. Tawang.
I ordered five bottles of expensive yellow liquor, and Jumsoi rushed over and put the jug down.
The young man waved his hand in the air as Bu Eun-sul stared at him in disbelief.
“Oh, don’t worry, I’m paying for the drinks.”
The young man with the flask filled Buunsul’s glass to the brim.
He poured himself a large cannonball glass the size of a child’s face and pressed it tightly.
“Here, have some.”
Gulp.
The young man gulped down his drink greedily, as if possessed by the ghost of a dead man.
“Yum. This is good!”
The young man wiped his mouth and smiled broadly.
“Do you know why the yellow liquor here is unusually fragrant?”
When Bu Eunseol shook her head, the young man refilled his cannonball glass again and spoke.
“Other places use stale glutinous rice, but on this day we use fresh glutinous rice. It’s a bit more expensive, but…… that’s not a consideration for drinkers, is it? Hahaha!”
He raised his glass again and exclaimed.
“Here, have another drink.”
Bu Eun-sul glared at the young man who had jumped out of nowhere and was pushing a drink at her.
In the past, I would have shooed the young man away or avoided him.
‘Gochujang. Jeongpa’s…….’
However, Bu Eun-sul realized that the young man in front of him was not only a martial artist, but also a considerable master of the Zheng sect.
Jeongcheongmoha.
Zhengfa’s energy is clear, and Mado’s energy is fierce.
When they first clinked, a clear, crisp jin flowed through the cup and into her veins. The trick was subtle enough that a martial artist could not detect it, but Feng Shui could feel it at once.
Chungsu (Chungjokhwangdam).
It means to swallow both the clear and the turbid, which is a good description of the semi-polar method, which combines the best of the Jung and Mado methods.
“You must be new to the martial arts world!”
The young man’s eyes narrowed as he continued to hold his drink out to Bu Eunseol.