Heavenly inquisition sword Chapter 358

Published at 11th of August 2023 05:15:57 AM

Chapter 358 - Not addicted

I secretly looked at the face of Baek Il-wun, the Yakushi Nyorai.

It's not a joke to see the serious and solemn expression that is not disturbed.

'If it's not a joke, what is it?'

I don't think I'm crazy when I see her eyes are clear.

It's not a joke, it's not crazy, but fanning a brazier with no fire?

why the hell

I squeezed my head to understand the situation in front of my eyes.

But there was no answer.

At that time, Namgungyeon stepped forward.

“Congressman Baek, what kind of medicine are you making?”

Baek Il-woon, who was fanning himself with an indifferent face, paused for a moment.

“… … General list, no, immortal group.”

“Is this a general list? Is it Bullodan?”

“You said Jangsaengdan. Tsk tsk! Why can't a young person understand the language?”

The name of Danyak changed every time he spoke.

Yeon Jeok-ha looked at Namgung-yeon with surprised eyes.

I'm not kidding, I don't know what the case is.

Namgungyeon whispered in her voice.

―It seems like your mind is going back and forth because you’re getting older.

- What if you get older?

-Some people are like that and some are not.

He sighed and said, “Phew!”

She said that Namgung-yeon ‘gets older and his mind goes back and forth’, so she must be like that.

Even to her own eyes, the state of her hundred days fortune was strange.

I'm not crazy, I'm not sane, should I say halfway state?

“Sister, what do you do now?”

Yeonjeokha murmured with dejected eyes.

He thought it was wrong to get an antidote from Baek Il-woon, so the future was bleak.

“I have to ask Dan Yun-man to make a antidote.”

“Is that right?”

As she said, the only person she could trust was the Samjeolmyeong Tang Yunmang.

At that time, Baek Il-woon, who was fanning himself, spoke.

“I want someone to make a drug that is poisoned.”

For a moment, Yeonjeokha let out a sigh.

She gave a lengthy explanation a while ago, but it seems she has already forgotten.

“I told you that a man named Tang Yun-mang was addicted to Nakwol dictatorship made of 100 and
eight kinds of poison. Have you already forgotten?”

Then Baek Il-woon flicked one of his hands.

The atmosphere seems to invite you to come closer.

As Yeon Jeok-ha approached hesitantly, Baek Il-wun grabbed his wrist.

Then, it was quickly knocked off.

“What is addiction? You have a healthier body than me.”

"Of course, I'm healthier than my grandfather, but I'm still addicted, right?"

“It’s not an addiction.”

“Because that’s right.”

Yeon Jeok-ha thumped my chest as if he was frustrated.

Then Baek Il-wun screamed.

“Hey man! If you're not a member of Congress, I know it's not! are you a senator Am I a senator?”

“It’s true that my grandfather is a member of the parliament, but… … .”

I muttered in my heart, ‘Your mind goes back and forth.’

“If you are not a member of parliament, it is not. what a lot to say Because I was born ignorant. Tsk
tsk!”

“No, are you ignorant? No matter how much you say grandpa, you talk harshly!”

I couldn't help but be hot.

I was annoyed when I was criticized for being ignorant in front of Namgoong-yeon, who was smart
even if he wasn't.

If her opponent hadn't been a maniac, she would have beaten her young and old alike.

“It is ignorant to say that the diagnosis made by the congressman is not.”

“No, Grandpa. Look at this face and say The poison was left behind and the fire soared in the face.”

However, Baek Il-woon kept his eyes fixed on the furnace and spoke in a calm tone.

“What ignorant person would say such a thing? It's just a phenomenal phenomenon. It is a natural
phenomenon that occurred while the body was finding its place. Seeing his face turned upside down
that much, it seems that the Nakwol dictatorship was quite strong.”

“Is this a natural phenomenon? Your face is swollen and full of ooze?”

“Then it will gradually subside. If toxic substances remain in the body, the eyelids are different. It's
completely different from your skinny eyes.”

Yeon Jeok-ha looked at Baek Il-wun and Namgung-yeon alternately with her blank eyes.

She seems to be talking nonsense, but she speaks so confidently that it somehow shakes my heart.

No, I honestly wanted to believe it.

With the logic that we want to accept when we hear good things.

However, when I look at the swollen face and the back and forth of the spirit... … .

“What do you think, sister?”

At Yeon Jeok-ha's question, Namgung-yeon shrugged her shoulders as if he didn't know.

She was no different from her younger brother.

I want to believe it, but it's such a state that I can't believe it.

growl-.

His stomach rumbled because he had skipped lunch.

Yeon Jeok-ha said with an embarrassing face as if to excuse herself.

“Hum, I eat regularly at Palseongak, so when I skip meals, this happens.”

Namgoongyeon just laughed without saying anything.

When Yeonjeokha scratched his head, Baekilun pointed to one side with his finger.

“There is Byeokgokdan in a yellow jar. If you eat one pill, you will be energized.”

At those words, Yeon Jeok-ha was pleased.

"Really? thank you."

Baek Il-woon approached the ocher-colored jar pointed at.

The jar was filled with pesized pills.

He picked up a handful of Byeokgokdan and sniffed it.

It's because I couldn't believe it after I knew that Baek Il-woon's spirit came and went.

He sniffed and seemed to be fine.

'Looking at the jar full, it must not have been that long since it was made.'

When she thought it wasn't bad, she handed one to Namgung-yeon.

And she poured a pill into her own mouth as well.

The taste is not comparable to socheongdan, but it was still edible.

Baek Il-woon, who was examining Yeon Jeok-ha’s expression, asked.

“How is it? Is it worth eating?”

“Yes, are you okay? Haven't you eaten?"

“It’s been a long time since I stopped eating grain. I'm glad it suits your taste.”

“I heard that Byeokgokdan doesn’t taste good, is it okay? Do you have any tips?”

“What is the secret? It’s just that I thought of my body and hit this and that.”

“What did you put in it?”

“Never mind. It's enough to satisfy hunger. What do you keep asking?”

Baek Il-wun turned his gaze back to the furnace.

Even though he was doing something, Baekilwoon eventually focused on the furnace.

Yeonjeokha quietly dumped the remaining Byeokgokdan into the jar.

I ate because I was hungry, but to be honest, I was embarrassed.

When I recall Baek Il-woon's expression when he asked, 'Is it worth eating?', his appetite ran away.

Namgungyeon smiled at the jeokha.

She also ate because Yeon Jeok-ha gave it to her.

Whether the two men and women did or not, Baek Il-woon did not take his eyes off the furnace.

Yeon Jeok-ha and Namgungyeon secretly exchanged glances.

First, Yeon Jeok-ha pointed to the entrance of the cave, and Namgung-yeon nodded her head.

“We'll just go. Thank you for your help.”

Namgungyeon said goodbye, but Baek Il-woon didn't even turn his head.

“Those who go must go. There is no point in looking around Namam Palace.”

He said something like he was talking about himself.

“I’m going to. Now that I met her grandfather, I don’t even have to come to Namam Palace
anymore.”

Soon after, Yeon Jeok-ha and Namgung-yeon turned around and walked toward the entrance
without regret.

Even after leaving the cave, the two did not speak for a while.

I was shocked by Baek Il-un's condition.

After a while, Yeon Jeok-ha muttered to himself like he was talking to himself.

“No, can a person who came to Namam Palace for training become like that?”

“Because there are things that can’t be helped with training.”

“Is this the human limit?”

“Maybe that's why the masters are focusing on training more. To transcend limits.”

“Like a famous religious leader obsessed with immortality?”

“Because I saw you like that, if possible, would I want to do that too?”

“Does your sister think immortality is possible?”

“Whoops! why do you ask me that It's the guru who believes in that. You are also a cultivator who
entered that path.”

I scratched my cheek with my fingers in response to Namgungyeon point.

The reason she became a practitioner was because she only wanted to learn the art.

“I am not interested in immortality.”

"Why?"

“What do you do when you live alone for a long time? I don't know if I'm going to live with
immortality like my sister.”

A smile spread across Namjoon's lips at those words.

"Well, that's it too."

Feeling sweet at her acceptance, Yeon Jeok-ha sneaked closer to Namgung-yeon.

Then she pushed Namgungyeon away with her fingertips.

“Don't come any closer. It smells like sweat.”

“I also like the smell of your sweat.”

“Because I don’t like it, let’s get away. Wash it later.”

“Sheesh!”

Yeonjeokha grumbled and went ahead.

Namgungyeon followed and comforted him, but Yeon Jeok-ha's feelings did not ease.

Yeonjeokha, who had been walking fast for a while, slowed down.

Namam Palace was too rough for him, who didn't even know the road, to follow his steps.

Belatedly, Yeonjeokha asked in a broken voice.

“Sister, where should I go?”

“Are you feeling better now?”

“Ah, I wasn’t hungry.”

“Then I’m glad. From now on, I will guide you.”

With her words, Namgungyeon turned around and walked slowly behind her.

Her sister, who was standing with her embarrassed face, hurriedly put her shoulder to shoulder with
her.

After walking for about an hour (two hours), a stone wall appeared with the words Namam Palace
engraved on it.

Upon arriving at the entrance of Namam Palace, Yeon Jeok-ha let out a long sigh.

"ha! Are Baek Il-woon’s words true?”

"You're not poisoned?"

"yes."

"well. To be honest, I don't know either. Even if he seems right... … . I don't want to see your face.”

"Yes? I am also having fun. If it wasn't for this face, I'd rather believe his words.”

“Oh, how was Byeokgokdan?”

"why?"

“I thought I was fine. I ate Byeokgokdan when I was young, but it didn’t taste like that before, right?”

“Does it have anything to do with Byeokgokdan?”

“Isn’t the jar full? That means it's just been made.”

“I must say, I made it while my mind was going back and forth. I felt uncomfortable while eating.”

When Yeon Jeok-ha cried, Namgung-yeon laughed loudly.

“Ho-ho-ho! I didn't mean it in a bad way. I meant that Baek Il-woon’s skills are alive.”

"So you're saying his veins are right too?"

"huh. Actually, your complexion is fine to say it's the aftermath of addiction. I didn't know until I
heard Baek Il-woon's words, but I think there's some truth in what he said."

“I’m not even addicted, so why is my face like this?”

“I don’t know. As Baek Il-woon said, is it the Myunghyeon Phenomenon or is there another reason?”

"if What if it's not the Myunghyeon Phenomenon?"

“At that time, I should look for a name comparable to Baek Il-woon.”

She wept bitterly at her words.

“She has to keep living with this face until she finds a name? I really hate that.”

“Don't be too disappointed. Baek Il-woon’s diagnosis might be correct.”

“I hope so.”

When Yeon Jeok-ha answered with a drooping voice, Namgung-yeon looked at him with pitiful eyes.

“How are you feeling? Do you feel like you're getting better little by little? Or is it the same?”

She did not let go of her expectations for one hundred days of luck.

But since she hadn't seen herself today, she didn't know if her condition had improved or not.

Yeonjeokha replied with a gloomy face.

“It seems to be getting worse little by little.”

“… … .”

At the unexpected answer, Namgungyeon bit her mouth tightly.

I hoped one hundred days luck in my heart, but was it just a crazy old man's nonsense?

Chapter end