Heavenly inquisition sword Chapter 485

Published at 23rd of August 2023 08:59:05 AM

Chapter 485 - Light apricot

Southern directness.

Hefei.

Yeo Kang-Hyeon Seogyeongjang.

Gymnasium early in the morning.

Wol-ah and Geum-ah attacked Namcheon Yeonjeok-ha without stopping.

Even though it was a weapon, the atmosphere was not light because it used a sharp sword.

But looking at the drowsy Yeonjeokha's expression, it doesn't seem like that.

On the other hand, Wol-ah and Geum-a look very nervous.

The dance, which was made up of old sim pleas, was already coming to an end.

Yeonjeokha's sword struck the swords of Wolah and Geumah once each.

visor! visor!

Wol-a and Geum-ah's bodies, swept up in the formidable sword power, spun around in place.

In the meantime, the serial sword was captured.

Wol-a and Geum-ah, who came to their senses belatedly, quickly bowed their waists after the lead sword.

“Sajo! thank you!"

"thank you!"

Gu Cheon-no, who was watching outside the gymnasium, approached with old sim and a real smile.

“Gongja, how are you? Is it still worth using?”

Wol-a and Geum-a looked at Yeonjeok-ha with twinkling eyes at the teacher's question.

"so so."

Wol-ah and Geum-a’s shoulders drooped at the ambiguous answer.

It's not a bad review, but it's hard to see it as a compliment.

“If you did that much against Sajo, you did well. Go and practice qigong among yourselves.”

"yes."

After Wol-ah and Geum-a answered in one voice, they moved to a corner of the gymnasium.

“Gongjnim, I can also… … ·.”

"no. I have somewhere to go in the morning.”

"yes? Where are you going?”

“The Baegundo Museum asked me to visit, so I said I was going today.”

“Baegundo Hall?”

“It’s a conduit in Yeogang County, but it seems to be having difficulties.”

“Are you a conduit for nonpartisans?”

"of course. Or why am I going there? I’m looking after you because you’re an alumnus.”

“I see. really! Are there no answers from famous schools yet?”

“Not yet. It's at least three months just to go back and forth, so don't fret.”

“Still, is it time to come soon?”

"Well, it's already August. Time flies.”

"Hehe, since you're newlyweds, you probably didn't notice the passage of time. envious."

“If you’re jealous, even old Sim will get married… … . oh, that won't work Cut off the person who has not much left.”

“Great. Where do you think you are going? Do you still say that when you see my black hair?”

He pointed to his shiny black hair.

Simtong's hair had turned black to the extent that it could be called a 'half-romantic' now.

Even the goatee was black.

“So you’re going to risk your life to get married? After all, he is a selfish old man.”

“Who, who said you were going to marry?”

“Why are you stuttering? He's a spunky old man."

Yeonjeokha separated his steps.

Old sim followed him like a shadow.

The two of them walked across the yard exchanging sounds.

***

Kanghyun Yeo.

Baegun Dogwan.

Four o'clock (10 am).

An old man and a young man with goatees visited Baegundo Hall.

associated with old sim

As the two entered the front yard of the conduit through the open door, a guru approached them.

"How did you get here? I'm sorry, but we don't accept outsiders' worship today."

Sim Tong took the place of Yeon Jeok Ha.

“Tell inside that Confucius Namcheon Yeon has arrived.”

The guru's eyes widened at the words Namcheon-yeon Confucius.

There was no one who did not know the doho of 'Namcheon' in Namjikryeseong Fortress, especially in the Dogwan under the shaman faction.

“Are you a member of the Southern Heaven? I'm called Sohae of Baekwoon Dogwan. I will take you inside.”

The Sohae master said that he would not send a message, but would personally serve them inside.

Yeonjeokha, who saved time, nodded his head with a satisfied face.

When Sohae Dosa took the lead, Yeonjeokha and Simtong followed.

Then old sim of walking side by side with Yeonjeokha asked softly.

“Confucius, why did that guru say ‘help’ to you?”

It is a title used only by masters of different sects.

I don't know why the non-partisan conduit treats Yeon Jeok-ha like an outsider.

“It must be difficult to calculate the distribution.”

"why?"

“I am not a disciple from the head office, but a disciple from a secular family. By the way, the teacher is one of the 'Oryongchilsa'. He'll be confused what to call you. So he just said ‘help’ and left.”

The Sohae Master, who was ahead of him, made an embarrassed face.

It was because the distribution relationship was ambiguous, but when it was pointed out, the back of my head burned.

the governor's office.

Master Chasan of Baegungwanju waited for Yeonjeokha and Simtong to sit down before saying,

“Namcheon Priest, since I also learned magic from ‘Oryongchilsa’, should I call it a priest? help me out.”

“What is it?”

I wasn't too surprised by the sudden appearance of an old brother-in-law. If Chasan Master learned the technique directly from ‘Oryong Chilsa’, he could be said to be the death penalty.

“There is a distinguished guest who often visits our conduit. He is the great master of Hefei, Liu Yuxing, and his son has a nasty ghost attached to him. He was so energetic that even though I tried to exorcise him, he didn't budge.”

"ah… … .”

Yeonjeokha nodded his head.

In the end, it seems to be asking for blessings.

If that's the case, it can be called 'ungamcheong  Lee Eonjeong Suwon'.

It is because he was unable to practice red line after he was imprisoned in the Seokgyeongjang.

Unaware of the speed of the enemy, Chasan Dosa continued to whine.

“By the way, there was a word that he was snooping around ‘Cheonwoon Dogwan’ recently. ‘Cheonwoon Dogwan’ is a conduit built by the Jeonjin faction’s disciples. So, I'm going to be busy with the famous school, but... … .”

"yes. I will help you.”

"huh? What did you say just now?”

Chasan master, who couldn't hear properly because he was constantly complaining, asked again.

“I will help you.”

"omg! Really? If you do, you will not forget my kindness. Even though Baekwoon Dogwan is far from martial arts, every day, he prays upwards for the priest... … .”

He cut off his words that were getting longer.

"are you okay. What kind of grace is there between alumni? So where is the son of the Jew now?”

“You will still be at home. I will ask my Jew to bring his son out. It takes half an hour (an hour) to get there, so drink tea in the meantime.”

"Please. Then, call me when you come.”

“Thank you. It won't take long.”

Master Chasan, who became impatient, forgot his body and rushed outside.

Master Chasan, who went out to send someone, did not return even after a while.

The old sim that had been drinking the lukewarm tea without the coldness asked with a bored face.

“By the way, does Confucius say goodbye?”

“Uh, why?”

“Why did you learn the magic trick?”

Simtong usually thought of exorcism as ‘the money-making of sham guru’.

It's surprising that he does it in a non-partisan faction, but I didn't know that he would join the ranks until Yeon Jeok-ha.

"How's the congratulations? It means to help people suffering from being possessed by demons.”

He laughed heartily at his answer.

“Hehe, Gongjnim wants it too. Not even kids. Where are the demons in the world? All of those things are hypocrisy.”

“Tsk tsk! Like an old man who knows one thing and doesn't know the other. If there are no ghosts, there is no upper emperor, and there is no higher rank. What are you talking about?”

“Ah, are ghosts and Sangje the same? Besides, why do you bring and attach the top line again? That's a completely different story.”

“Ghosts, Sangje Island, Fables, etc., they are all stories of the invisible world. Old Sim is saying that he will choose only what he likes and believe.”

"It's not that I'm going to pick and choose what I like... … . I just said that in common sense.”

The heartache did not dampen his opinion in the end.

No matter how much he served his rival, it wasn't like he wasn't.

‘Huh! The non-partisan Taoist guys abandoned our well-behaved Confucius.'

Previously, they didn't even mention the ghost's ears, but now they even say goodbye.

This is when the frustrated old sim shakes his head.

With the sound of urgent footsteps, Master Chasan burst open the door and entered.

"Priests! A Jewish family took their son to Cheonundo Hall! Let’s hurry up and head to Cheonundo Hall.”

“Why are you at Cheonundo Hall?”

“Shouldn’t we be watching to see if they do the exorcism properly? Even if the exorcism fails, it can be tricked by rumors. Still, wouldn’t it be a big deal if I said that Cheonun Do-gwan is better than Baek-un Do-kwan?”

“I guess so.”

It would be fortunate if they succeeded in exorcising the ghost, but there was a high possibility that they would fail like the chasan guru.

It was better to observe, even in preparation for that time.

He got up from his seat and headed to Cheonun Dogwan with Baekwoon Dogwan's masters.

***

Kanghyun Yeo.

Cheonwoon Dogwan.

governor's office.

When Dosa Uam said, ‘Guru Hebbi Yoo Yeo-heung and his family have come,’ the Seoninja of Gwanju Cheonun Dogwan caught on in his ears.

“Did your son, who is said to be possessed by a demon, come with you?”

“I saw the strong men holding on to a boy. And yet, if you look at his flustered face, he must be a Jewish son.”

“After hesitating so much, you finally came to us. Heaven is taking care of our Cheonun Dogwan.”

Master Uam said with a worried face.

"It's a demon that's so strong that even the master of Chasan can fail, and I don't know if it'll become an exorcism."

“Don't worry about that. Don’t we have the ‘100-eight gold pearls’?”

Along with the horse, the Seoninsa put a golden rosary on the table.

“If it is the ‘Baekpal Gold Gwangju’, even a demon without a world will come in one way and run away in ten ways.”

“It is, but… … .”

Master Uam muddled his words.

The 'Baekpal Geumgwangju' was a law of unknown origin.

‘It is said that it was made with Buddha’s sarira… … .’

I've never heard of a sari that shines so gold.

One might think it's because of one occasion, but one hundred and eight beads the size of chestnuts all sparkle in gold.

It looks good, but I don't know why the phrase 'apricot with good light' keeps coming to mind.

'It should go well because it's the family of the nobleman who served with difficulty... … .’

Contrary to the concerns of Master Uam, preparations for the exorcism were carried out in an instant.

Samcheonggak.

When the time came, the Seoninja burned incense in a bronze incense burner while reciting the ‘Congratulatory Sacrifice’.

Hyang-yeon is the original cheonjon, spirit of the god of the three cheong (三淸).

The statues of Bocheonjon and Deokdeokcheonjon were covered with fog.

Eventually, the Seoninja memorized the ‘Geumgwang Shinju’ three times.

“… … Geum Gwang Sok-hyun, Bok Ho Jin-in.!”

He waved to Master Uam as the aura of evil permeated his entire body.

Master Uam, along with the masters of Cheonwun Dogwan, carried the boy upright and advanced to the altar.

Coincidentally, at that time, Taoists from Baekwoon Dogwan rushed to Samcheonggak.

The masters of Cheonwoon Dogwan were unable to stop the uninvited guests as they were concentrating on the exorcism ceremony.

“Quaaaaa!”

A ghastly scream erupted from the boy's mouth as he was being picked up by the guru.

The boy struggled with white foam in his mouth like a mad dog.

The Seoninja kept his chin upright and looked down at the Baegun Conduit masters.

Since the exorcism ceremony has already begun, the look in their eyes tells them to sit there and watch.

Master Chasan came with the intention of doing so anyway, so he sat down without saying anything.

As the masters of Baegun Do-gwan sat quietly, the masters of Cheon-wun Do-gwan let out a sigh of relief.

As bubbles of blood came out of the boy's mouth, the Seonin moved busily.

The masters of Uam and the masters of Cheonwun Dogwan continued to recite the spell of ‘Resolve Complaint’.

They hoped that this would ease the grudge of the dead.

Is it the effect of ‘Resolve Gyeolju’?

The boy's seizures seemed to subside a little.

Seon In-ja, who was looking for an opportunity, quickly put the 'Baekpal Gold Gwangju' around the boy's neck.

“Queue!”

In an instant, the boy who had been drooping down laughed and vigorously threw his arms and legs.

“Oops!”

The masters of Uam and Cheonun, who were holding the boy's limbs, rolled backwards.

Chapter end