Heavenly inquisition sword Chapter 417

Published at 18th of August 2023 04:20:54 AM

Chapter 417 - Do you think you are getting better?

Noh Do-gyeong, the sword of escape from spirit, said with a solemn face.

“You are the one who will judge the world in order to open Shincheonji. You are a person who has
reached the realm of heaven and earth, but the leader has transcended human restraint.”

“is he a God?”

“You will find out when you meet him.”

“I will decline. I don't really want to see anyone.”

Yeonjeokha looked out the window.

It's hard to handle even the famous religious leaders, so why are you meeting the demonic religious
leaders?

Just then, people began to see outside the window.

It seems that they have arrived in Boseong-hyeon.

The coachman stopped the wagon in front of the rather large spot and looked behind him.

Just in time, Shinji's attendant ran to the side of the carriage.

“So-hyeop, we have to go to the next village for a long time, so why don’t we go after a meal?”

“I see.”

He did not refuse to have a relationship.

I was thinking of following the guidance of Samjin Sangbang until infinity.

When Yeon Jeok-ha agreed, Shin Ji-ui quickly turned his head to the coachman's seat.

"Mister, I'm going to eat here, so take good care of the horse."

“Yes, yes. Just leave it to me.”

The coachman's face, which had only been watching, became lively.

Shinji's attendant cared more about horses than people, but he didn't care about that. Because
that's their job anyway.

One step late, Samjin Sangbang Ark Geumson Cha arrived.

Soon after, Cha Geum-son and Shin Ji-eui went inside the banquet hall with Yeon Jeok-ha and Noh
Do-gyeong.

Yeon Jeok-ha sat down first, and Shin Ji-ui naturally took a seat next to Yeon Jeok-ha.

Cha Geum-son's seat was next to Noh Do-kyung.

Shin Ji-ui is Yeon Jeok-ha, and Cha Geum-son is serving Noh Do-gyeong.

When the food was served, Shin Ji-ui even served it in a bowl under her lover, like a lover.

It was the first time he had been treated like that, so Yeon Jeok-ha secretly expressed his burden.

“Shin Sojeo, you don’t have to do that. I will eat it myself.”

“Oh, no. I like taking care of the people next to me. Don't be pressured.”

Then, Cha Geum-son smiled and helped with a word.

“Shin Haeng-su is my maternal nephew, but he is originally like that. I also felt burdened, so I refused
at first, but later I just gave up. It's all what I like to do. Just think that there are people who are just
like that.”

“Hehe, that’s right. It’s what I like to do.”

Shin Ji-ui smiled and spread the fish meat on the plate in front of her lower leg.

Doing it because he likes it, he gave up even if he was younger.

After Cha Geum-son's remarks, Shin Ji-ui openly began to attend.

When the teacup under the tank was empty, it was filled, and food was delivered so that the plate in
front of it was empty.

Noh Do-gyeong glanced at Shin Ji-ui and smiled.

I can see the inside of someone who is not a merchant.

Shin Ji-ui, in her mid-twenties, was a beautiful woman with a lot of aegyo.

She kept hanging out with Son, and she knew that she was his concubine.

But to her maternal nephew, the inside of the hand of the chageum is obvious.

He was probably just hoping for a strife between the master of the heavens and the master of the
gods.

However, Yeonnamcheon is focusing on food rather than women.

As Noh Do-kyung faced the two men and women from the front, he couldn't help but laugh.

Around the end of the meal, the carriage and three envoys who left earlier came to the banquet and
joined them.

The people in the carriage that went first were Cha Geum-son's immediate family.

Cha Geum-son introduced his wife and children to Yeon Jeok-ha.

“Madam, say hello. This is Yeonnamcheon Sohyup, who saved me and Jiui. Thanks to Yeon Sohyup, I
was able to escape from the hands of the villains. Buyong and Myungsin should also say hello to
Yeonsohyeop.”

"oh? is it so? thank you."

Cha Geum-son's wife bowed her head first, and her teenage children stood up as well.

“Yeon Sohyeop, how are you? It is called bouillon.”

“This is Cha Myung-shin.”

“Ah, yes.”

The matchmaker got up, answered, and sat down again to focus on the food.

Cha Geum-son tried to introduce No-do-gyeong, but he didn't know anything about him, so he just
moved on.

In that way, the scattered Cha Geum-son and his party were united.

However, because the meeting was not appropriate, Cha Geum-son's wife and children had to go to
another seat.

Cha Buyong, now 16 years old, took the lead and chose a seat as far away from Yeonnamcheon as
possible.

I don't know what kind of person's face is like that.

Thank you for helping me, and I'm not worried about getting sick.

When Cha Buyong went to a seat near the wall, the rest of his family followed suit.

Yeon Nam-cheon and Noh Do-gyeong got up first after finishing the meal.

Shin Ji-ui hurriedly stood up and said to Cha Geum-son.

“I’ll take the guests until the family finishes eating.”

Cha Geum-son nodded his head at the words of the clever young maternal nephew.

When Shin Ji-ui went outside, her hand moved to the place of his wife and children.

After being revived from half a beggar's death, the second son looked closely at his family, whom he
had met again.

He fled from Wuhan with his family just as he did at night.

In the end, he was caught in the vicinity of Boseong-hyeon, but it turned out to be a blessing in
disguise.

‘Now the position has changed. I'll give you more than what I stole from the wooden ark and the
dragon's state wine.'

Cha Bu-yong asked Cha Geum-son, who was looking at him with happy eyes.

"father. I mean the person called Yeon So-hyeop. Your face is full of something, isn’t it contagious?”

Now, like a sixteen-year-old girl, Cha Buyong's attention was all over her skin.

"Okay. It's a story I heard on the way, but it's not a contagious disease. They say she took the wrong
medication and she became like that.”

"Oh yeah? I'm glad then."

This time, Cha Myung-shin intervened.

“You look young, but is it true that the Yeonsohyup really helped you? Isn't that the uncle next to
him?"

After taking a quick look around, he said quietly.

“Even though he is young, Yeon So-hyeop is an out-of-the-way master. You guys should see the
opportunity and somehow make friends with the Yeonsohyeop. A master like him is a great asset
just to know. Do you think Ji’s sister, who has a high nose, follows him and waits on him?”

“Is it out of the ordinary? Is Yeon So-hyeop just using sword skills?”

Cha Geum-son sighed inwardly.

It seems that the son, who is still young, thinks that the level of swordsman is out of the world.

“Do you think it’s only black? I'll tell you more about it later, so do as I say. Especially bouillon you.
When I said hello earlier, I heard you try not to make eye contact. If you act like that, you'll be able
to show off later.”

“Chit. It's really hard to see them up close.”

“Tsk tsk! Where do you not even know the subject? Who told you to live with Yan Xiaohyup? If you
are as high as Yeon So-hyeop, beautiful women of all colors line up. So don’t talk nonsense, and at
least learn your face.”

When Cha Geum-son ignored her daughter, his wife stepped forward.

“You say things like that about our Bouillon? How many men are still following her? Shouldn’t Yeon
Sohyeop be encouraging Buyong to do well if he is that good?”

“This man. It's not like that.”

A hand shook his head excitedly.

Yeonnamcheon is not a master that only Samjin Sangbang or Buyong can have.

When a merchant sees a target, a quote comes out.

Yeonnamcheon was an existence that he could not dare to dream of.

To the extent that it would be enough if I could hold on to even a piece of the relationship with him.

seven days after that.

starlight.

efficacy.

Two carriages stopped on a hill overlooking a large city in the distance.

It is the carriage that Cha Geum-son and his party rode.

Subsequently, six envoys busily ran around and covered the wall with cloth in a beautiful place.

When the folding screen-like wall was completed, Shin Ji-ui cautiously approached the lead carriage.

“Yeon So-hyeop, take a break and go.”

Before long, Yeonjeokha pouted his head through the window.

“Aren’t you just going?”

“Because the scenery here is superb, the Lord of the Ark told me to bring Yeon Sohyeop and Noh
Daehyeop. I have to take a day off from Hyogam anyway, so there is no reason to rush.”

"aha."

After a while, Yeon Jeok-ha and Noh Do-gyeong got off the carriage.

Shin Ji-ui, who was guiding the two to the prepared seat, tilted her head.

Yeonnamcheon's face changed beyond recognition.

As she kept glancing at her face, Yeonjeokha asked.

"why?"

“Ah, Sohyeop’s face has improved. His swelling has gone down a lot, and the scab has halved. You
seem to be getting better now?”

Yeonjeokha was pleased with her words.

Somehow, I thought the tension on my face had weakened lately, but it seems that the swelling has
subsided.

"really? Has it changed noticeably?”

“Yes, it was difficult to recognize the original form before, but now the form is coming out little by
little.”

"I see. Hey! mister? Why didn’t you tell me when you were with me every day?”

Yeon Jeok-ha shot at Noh Do-gyeong.

If something good happened, I should let you know soon, but I was angry that I was hiding it.

Noh Do-kyung replied with a trembling face.

“Because men don’t obsess over faces. I thought you would too. I guess not.”

“There is a degree of not being attached to it. You must live with this face too. Do you not care?”

“Well, maybe. Certainly, as the lady said, your face is improving beyond recognition. The further you
go south, the more and more changes come. It didn't seem like I was taking any special medication.
It seems that the southern climate and food suited you, right?”

“Uncle, have you ever heard of the Eonryeong ?”

“Everyone knows. There are quite a few people in our school who pursue the evil path.”

“No, do you separate the apostles in the Demonic Cult?”

Yeon Jeok-ha looked at Noh Do-gyeong with dazed eyes.

The Demonic Cult itself was Murim, but it was funny to say that the apostle was different.

“There is something people misunderstand, but the original Demonic Cult is pure itself. Shall we say
that they are the four great heavenly kings of the Buddha who protect Mt. Sumeru? However, unlike
the Four Great Heavenly Kings, our Demonic Cultists preemptively defeat the evil in the world.”

“They say that even good people are killed.”

“Because no one is good to the core. As I said before, all who claim to be good are hypocrites. We do
not kill those who admit their guilt. I only kill hypocrites who pretend to be nice until the end.”

Noh Do-kyung’s “evil killer” was steadfast and unwavering.

He would have killed most of them, since the rightist knight would not confess his sins to save his
life.

“Aigoo, that bastard’s hypocrites are not getting tired. Anyway, you mean there are people who
have learned the language in the Demonic Cult?”

“The necromantic art of Mu-gwang Gok-seong-mun is based on the spirit of words. What does the
language have to do with your face?”

“The famous religious leader uses the spirit. If you don't want to be beaten like me, don't make
promises to the principal. It’s because I made fun of my mouth once and am going through
hardships.”

"aha."

Noh Do-kyung understood Yeonnam-cheon's words right away, befitting a demonic school patrol
messenger.

“You seem to have broken your promise?”

“Are you breaking? Somehow it was delayed. Even so, the face was made in this shape.”

"haha. That's why I don't mix words with the head of Mugwanggokseongmun Gate. You don't know
when to play a prank. However, it is said that if you can use the spirit, you have at least reached the
level of a god of yang. Is the famous teacher a drunkard?”

“The martial arts and magic techniques are all excellent.”

“Awesome. After all, if that's enough, you must have severed the League of Justice and the League
of Heaven and Earth, right?”

“It was the Twelve Horsemen and the Baekdu Horse Army that severed the Justice alliance and the
Cheonji League. Famous professors weren't interested in that kind of thing. If he opens his mouth
like some guru, he is immortal. But you know what's scarier?"

“Tsk! immortal He has vain dreams in a world that will disappear like foam.”

Noh Do-kyung clicked his tongue with a disapproving face.

To the demonic cult who believed in the end and the new heaven and earth, immortality was
nothing but the guru's nonsense.

Shin Ji-ui pretended not to be interested, but in fact, his ears were pricked up and he didn't miss a
word.

The Demonic Cult, the Famous Cult, none of them were terrifying.

What is the identity of these two people who casually say such things?

Chapter end