Heavenly inquisition sword Chapter 359

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

Chapter 359 - linguistics and linguistics

Around the end of Yushi (7pm).

A young man and woman appeared at the beginning of the mountain road leading up to the Oryong
Palace.

Yeon Jeok-ha and Namgung-yeon.

The two hesitated for a moment in front of the signpost that read ‘Oryonggung’.

Namgungyeon opened her mouth first.

“Congressman Baek said he was fine, but just in case, I’ll look for a doctor who is knowledgeable
about poison.”

“Is there a doctor who can detoxify the poison of the Tang family?”

A bitter smile appeared on the young man's face.

Yakushi Nyorai Baek Il-wun was a pharmacist recognized by the Sambojeolmyeong Tangun-mang. I
don't know if there are any legislators with that level of skill.

“There will be. Because the world is wide and there are many talented directors. I'll look for it.”

Namgungyeon's words eased her heart a little.

She found Baek Il-wun in half a day at Namam Palace, where she had been wandering for over a
month.

If she had her skills, wouldn't she be able to find a 100 days lucky doctor?

No, it has to be.

If you don't want to live in the world with this swollen face.

"ask… … I'll give it to you.”

The matchmaker politely bowed her head.

She had never asked anyone for a favor before, and it felt like her tongue was drying up.

“Don't say that. It's what I have to do. If I become addicted, so will you.”

"still… … .”

Yeon Jeok-ha, who was looking at Namgung-yeon with her embarrassed face, turned her head away.

It's because she doesn't want to show her ugly face.

As he averted her gaze, she strode toward Namgungyeon.

She then cupped his cheeks with her hands.

“Bury it in your hand, sister. Suck!”

Namgungyeon small lips covered her mouth.

She stood like a jangseung who was startled, and only blinked her eyes.

She thought that she would move away soon, but Namgungyeon rather strongly pressed her lips.

The smell of her gypsy incense and the indescribable scent of her fragrant body rushed to the tip of
her nose.

Yeonjeokha, who belatedly summoned her courage, reached out her hand and grabbed
Namgungyeon shoulder.

At that moment, Namgungyeon, startled by her flinch, parted her lips and took a step back.

And she said with her face flushed red.

“No matter what you look like, you look the same in my eyes. So, cheer up. Understand?"

Yeonjeokha nodded his head with a puzzled face.

Then she unfolded her light craft and, in an instant, disappeared before her eyes.

Ohryonggung.

Chae-go Nam.

After dinner, we went back to the inn.

She laid out her sutras as usual, but her writing did not catch her eye.

Cheon Sang-dong approached him, who was sitting quietly.

“Why are you doing that? Are you kidding already that the question-and-answer ceremony has
passed?”

“Who is fooling around? Don’t pretend to be friendly and go away.”

Yeon Jeok-ha hit him by the hand, but Cheon Sang-dong sat right next to Yeon Jeok-ha.

“It seems that the letters I saw during the day are shimmering, so I can’t see the letters, right?”

“… … .”

I passed it over, but I couldn't answer for a moment because it was right.

Then Cheon Sang-dong giggled and shook her head.

“If I knew who he was, I would never think of that again.”

“Do you know who it is?”

“I am Namgoongyeon Sojeo, who is the Golden Jade Leaf of the Sword King and is called the Ten
Warlords in Gangho. You're saying that I'm not a woman to be admired by a gossip like you.”

“Okay, so let’s go. We're not even close, so why do you keep clinging to me?"

“I heard you snoop around Namamgung because of the swelling on her face?”

“Who is it?”

"There's a lot of rumours about who did that."

“Damn it! What does it matter if I do or not, do you?”

“There is a pharmacist I know well at Namam Palace. Would you like to try his medicine?”

"Of course, it's not free, right?"

"of course. What pharmacist in the world said he would give you medicine for free?”

My heart fluttered slightly.

If you are a pharmacist enough to enter Namam Palace, it is usually more than enough.

'He said that 100 Days Luck isn't poison. If he takes some good medicine, will his condition improve?'

When Yeon Jeok-ha had a conflict, Cheon Sang-dong spoke in a calm tone.

“Think about it. The opponent is a pharmacist at Namam Palace. Do you think it's easy to get
medicine from them? Thousands of words. If the head of Yakdang is also a pharmacist in
Namamgung, he will give you a hand.”

In the end, I succumbed to his twist.

“So how are you?”

“I’m not familiar with you, so I’ll accept only 20 nyang.”

"I beg your pardon? Twenty-nyang?”

Yeonjeokha's voice grew louder.

Considering that he had been given 50 coins as ransom, 20 coins was a lot of money for the hermit.

“Don’t you know the saying that cheap is expensive? The more expensive the drug, the more
expensive it is. What if you don't have money? Why are you trembling so much?"

“I’ll think about it.”

"Yes, if you want to get out of that boil as quickly as possible, you'd better do as I say."

After those words, Cheon Sang-dong got up from his seat and walked to the side of Man-hwang-ju.

He groped his rugged face with his hands.

He's his own face, but he really didn't like it.

'How did my sister kiss this face?'

When I think of Namgungyeon soft lips, I can't stand her heart beating.

I closed the sutras I was studying and went outside.

Before I knew it, a cold wind was blowing.

“Summer is over now.”

Suddenly, the face of Dong Yu-soo, the Namjin warrior of the Golden Guard, came to mind.

―On the upcoming Yuan Yuan Festival , January 15th by the lunar calendar), there is a big ceremony
at Konkuksa Temple . The one who supervises the rite is none other than the head priest of the
famous religion.

Jin Woo-saeng (Lee Yoo-hwa's husband), who is a member of the Golden Guard, will be put into the
work.

Dong Yoo-soo dared to come to Lee Yoo-hwa's wedding to tell the story.

It would be difficult to go south as it would have failed in the north.

“Damn it, I can’t go out with this face. driving me crazy."

The remaining time is three months at best.

My heart is in a hurry, so the story of Cheon Sang-dong keeps ringing in my ears.

I hurriedly got up from my seat when I heard the bell announcing midnight.

He hurriedly changed his clothes and ran to the Wulong Palace, where the Qing Buddha was sitting
under the soft candle light.

“Are you late today?”

“Yes, I was thinking about something else for a while, so I delayed getting ready.”

“Now that I’ve met 10 warriors, I can do it in the field.”

Yeonjeokha laughed awkwardly at the words of Cheongbulno.

“Were you very surprised to see your face?”

“I was not surprised. I couldn’t even eat lunch and was taken to Namam Palace.”

“It must have been because no one knew Wudang Mountain better than Empress yeon. Have you
made any progress in finding the person?”

“Thanks to my sister, I found it.”

"Ohh! so? What did Baek Il-woon say?”

“He said he wasn’t poisoned?”

"okay? That's a good thing, but why is your face like that?"

“You have to be able to believe it.”

He explained in detail the state of Baek Il-un, which is cumulative.

“… … Aren't you fanning a fireless brazier? My mind went back and forth.”

“Tsk tsk! Even the capital city couldn’t stop my age.”

"That's why I can't believe the word 'Myeonghyeon Phenomenon'."

“Did he say the phenomenon of Myeonghyeon?”

"yes."

Then, a groan escaped from the sage's mouth.

“Hmm! Then he might be right.”

"yes? why?"

“When you get older, your mind naturally goes in and out. That means that sometimes you are sane.
he is a member of parliament The moment he saw you, he would have instinctively checked the
disease. That's why he stubbornly said no."

“Then why is my face getting worse?”

“As Baek Il-woon said, it must be the Myeonghyeon phenomenon, or there must be another
reason.”

“Are you saying I became like this for some other reason other than poison?”

“You should think about it for a moment. Do something unusual, not fall victim to dictatorship. I ate
something strange, or I had a strange experience... … .”

Thinking deeply, the jeokha scratched his head.

“Shit, no matter how much I think about it, I don’t remember picking up and eating anything
strange… … .”

“If so, is there anything memorable?”

“No, ah, I’ve met a famous religious leader.”

Cheongbulno's face hardened at the word that he was a famous religious leader.

The magic method of the famous religion was famous among magicians.

In particular, the Dragon Palace supplied several amulets to the government a while ago.

It was also a talisman that broke the religious leader's command.

When the thought reached the language, Cheongbulno raised the language.

Then he pointed at the Yeonjeokha with his sword and shouted.

“Go! I order it in the name of Gong Yaja and Cheongbulno! Go back to where you came from!”

Whii-i-.

The intangible energy that arose from the fingertips of the blue flames swept across the Yeonjeokha.

The powerful waves shook the upper body of Yeonjeokha once.

The next moment, surprisingly, a change came to Yeonjeokha's face.

The flowing ooze stopped, and the swollen face quickly sank.

But that time didn't last long.

In the blink of an eye, her face swelled up again like the first time.

In an instant, a sigh escaped from his mouth.

"What a language like this!”

The jeokha also sensed the change that had happened to him in an instant and was startled.

What is age?

“Master, did I become like this because of the spirit?”

"okay. To be precise, it seems that I have been cursed by the spirit of the language. But it's strange.
Even if it's a curse from a famous religious leader, Sajonim and I can break it... … .”

After thinking for a while, Cheongbulno looked at Yeonjeokha.

“Have you made a promise to the famous religious leader and failed to keep it?”

“Yes, I decided to catch one Baekdumkun.”

“Oops! If the famous religious leader had made a unilateral statement, it would have been broken a
little while ago. However, through the promise, you become the subject of the spirit and cannot
solve it.”

"omg! So, is this because I didn’t keep my promise?”

"okay. The only thing is that I was cursed by the spirit of the word because I didn't fulfill my
promise... … . Curses make bad things even worse. In your case, the Myunghyeon phenomenon
seems to have stuck like a disease. Baek Il-woon’s diagnosis that he was not poisoned was correct.”

“Then, will it be undone if I keep my promise?”

“There is no lie in the commandment, so it will be so.”

"her! A word is so frightening.”

“The language you will learn is similar to that of a famous religious leader. The more lies you tell, the
weaker your power becomes, and Jong-nae disappears. The more one takes responsibility for one's
words, the more terrifying the power of one's words. So it's better to just say something responsible.
Even for your speech.”

"yes… … .”

The radish of the linguistic spirit I couldn't help but be surprised by the horror.

How can your body be ruined to this extent just because you postponed one promise?

Shanxi.

parish prefecture.

Pungjisan Seonnyeoam Hermitage.

Pal Hwang Shin-mo, a famous religious leader who had fallen into a deep sleep, suddenly opened
her eyes.

It is because her own psyche was subjected to a strong shock from the outside.

Pal Hwangsinmo rose from her seat and went out to her yard to look at the night sky.

But there was no change in her celestial spirit.

“Hmm. Who is it?”

How could there have been her sorcerer who had dealt such a blow to her own psyche!

No matter how much she thought about it, she had no one in particular that came to her mind.

On the one hand, she is glad that she has magic powers close to her own level.

Is she dreaming of immortality with fire too?

Eyes flashed in the eyes of Hwangsinmo Pal, who was quietly counting the date with her fingers.

'Tomorrow.'

I am already excited when I think of the news that the god of the clear stream will bring from ‘The
Sky of Kings’.

Chapter end