Published at 23rd of August 2023 09:02:56 AM
Chapter 499 - Destiny and desire
Shanxi.
parish prefecture.
Imjeonggaek store.
Contrary to its name, Imjeong Gaekjeom was located in the middle of a busy street.
Late at night, six Moorim people came to the provisional inn.
The owner, who had just come out of sleep, glanced at the guests with bloodshot eyes.
Clothes stained with blood on a hardened face.
The owner couldn't even take a deep breath at the bloody appearance that had just come.
“Gulp, cow, guests, please wait while the cow prepares the room.”
Gucheonno also nodded in pain, and the owner rushed to the second floor.
After the owner disappeared, the six of them took a seat in the restaurant with the lights off.
A heavy silence fell.
The person who broke the stuffy silence was a matchmaker.
“Everyone please leave tomorrow morning.”
Old sim asked when I was told to leave.
“What about Gongja?”
“Well, of course I need to find out what happened to my sister. You can't just go.”
“How do you find out?”
Yeonjeokha replied casually to the question of Cheongwoon Sword Namgungcheon.
“I’m going to ask a famous religious leader.”
“Will the witch teach you? Didn't she teach you before?"
“She will teach me. I will make it.”
"how?"
“Somehow.”
At Yeonjeokha's resolute words, Namgungcheon lost her words.
She seemed to have done one thing, but since there was nothing else, she didn't even object.
“Then I will stay and help.”
"no. I'll be the only one left. Everyone else has to go back.”
“Leave Yeon-i and you behind?”
“Yes, brother. To be honest, I don't have the confidence to protect you from the famous religious leaders and the Golden Temple. Whoever my opponent is, I have the confidence to survive. But others won't. I can’t make my sister live her life blaming herself.”
Of course, he said as if he would save Namgung-yeon.
It was baseless confidence, but Namgungcheon didn't bother to point it out.
Because his wish was the same.
A sigh escaped from Namgungcheon's mouth after staring at Yeonjeokha for a while.
"ha! i get it. I can't be your burden in this situation. Go home and tell his father and find a way. Don't push yourself too hard either."
“Yes, brother. Thank you for your understanding.”
He bowed his head to Namgungcheon, who made the tough decision to date.
It was clear that he would not be able to forgive himself for being complacent if something went wrong with him here.
Namgungcheon's decision also affected others.
There was no one who would insist on giving up even Namgung-cheon, a world-class master and blood relative.
dawn the next day.
Namgungcheon and her people who made the stone sutras quietly left the inn before dawn.
After seeing off Namgungcheon and the people of Seokgyeongjang, who were enemies, I went back to my room and slept more.
It was going to be a long fight in the future, so I was thinking of supplementing my stamina.
When the sun rose in mid-heaven, he rose again and went down to the dining room.
However, one person was enjoying dinner in a restaurant that should have been empty.
“Hey, are you awake now?”
He held the huge bone in his hand and smiled at the pain of biting it.
Yeonjeokha, who was shaking his head, sat down across from him.
“Why didn’t you go?”
“Hehe, there must be someone to run errands.”
“Just run errands. Don't be greedy.”
I allowed the remnants of the heartache of the rivalry.
He wasn't the kind of person to go just because he wanted to go, so he decided to just leave it by his side.
“Are you admitting my inaction?”
"no."
“No?”
“Old Sim has lived long enough. I didn't pursue him because he's a person I wouldn't regret dying at any time."
“Don’t you know, Confucius, that attachment to life increases with age?”
“If you want to make the Gucheongi great, put it down. That's what I call 'killing two birds with one stone'. I don't regret it even if I die, and it's helpful for the transformation of the Nine Heavens.”
“I don’t think ‘killing two birds with one stone’. I don't regret dying, but I don't get anything out of it. It’s ‘killing two birds with one stone’ when something benefits me.”
“Then is it ‘icing on the cake’?”
He joked as usual, but the Jeokha eyes were dark.
For some reason, the heartache that had faded put down the bone he had been biting off and sucked his finger.
Then, as if thinking of something, he said with a face.
“Yes, a famous religious leader.”
“Uh, why?”
“What did you say yesterday that the golden thread stopped you?”
"It did."
“In my memory, it seems that the famous religious leaders were favorable to Confucius. He might have said more had it not been for a man named Geumsa to intervene.”
“Did it look like that?”
“Yes, the famous cult leader is not hostile to Confucius. If that had happened, we wouldn't have been able to safely descend. It was to the point where I could feel that the Twelve Horsemen were not actively involved.”
“Why would someone like that kidnap my sister?”
“You should find out. An old man like a famous religious leader needs to be calmed down and appeased. Can't we catch famous religious leaders and torture them?”
“You want to appease that witch?”
“Even if you want to beat me to death, get what you want by making me happy. Did you forget that the well-being of the mother-in-law depends on the mouth of the famous religious leader?”
“That’s right. shit."
Yeonjeokha grumbled with a stunned face.
I was going to kill the Twelve Horsemen and harass the Eighthwang Goddess, but that seems to be put on hold.
***
parish prefecture.
Fungji Mountain.
Seonnyeoam.
around noon.
Pal Hwangsinmo, distraught, left her golden thread in her shrine and went out.
Geumsa did not follow the Eighthwangsinmo.
There were things that Hwangsinmo did not want, but she seemed to have no intention of doing that to Geumsa either.
She was walking down the mountain path for a long time as if taking a walk.
“Do you have Taebaek Seonin?”
“Yes, teacher.”
With the answer, Taebaek Seonin appeared at the front of the road.
“What happened to Yeonjeokha and his party?”
“Lian Juhei and Shen Tong stayed in Jiaoqiu County, and everyone else left Jiaoqiu County.”
“Yeon Jeok-ha stayed in Diocese?”
"That's right. It is said that he even rented out the annex of Imjeonggaek store as if showing off.”
"He's like a thorn in his neck."
“Should I tell them to leave the prefecture?”
“Are you the kind of person who will leave meekly when the jeokha tells you to leave? He is not going to make things happen for nothing.”
Taebaek Seonin bowed her head.
It's embarrassing, but there are currently no masters in famous schools who can defeat the jeokha.
You can't even ask the teacher for that.
Even if the cult leader personally drives them out, they cannot prevent them from returning.
When that happens, everything goes back to square one.
'her! There is no way to stop a loach from wandering around Diocese... … .’
The voice of the Eight Hwangsinmo came to the ears of the sighing Taebaek Seonin.
"I'll meet him at the annex, so don't let anyone know about it."
"yes!"
Taebaek Seonin secretly examined the complexion of the Eighthwangsinmo.
He answered, but it was difficult for him to understand the headmaster's words that he would meet Yeon Jeok-ha.
Offer his wife as her sacrifice and have something to say?
Is it possible to have a normal conversation between the religious leader and Yeonjeokha?
***
parish prefecture.
Lim Jeong-gaek.
Around the beginning of the millennium (1:00 PM), the Eight Emperors suddenly attacked.
Subsequently, all the people staying in the main building as well as the regular customers in the restaurant were kicked out.
The Eight Emperors even sent out the workers of Imjeonggaek.
A middle-aged woman landed on the yard of an inn that had ceased to be popular.
She gathered the eight emperors.
After taking a quick look around, she walked lightly toward the annex.
outbuilding.
Yeon Jeok-ha, who was discussing the 'secret plan to deal with Pal Hwang-sin-mo' with heartache on the floor, turned his head.
The mother of the Eighthwangs, who should have been in the shrine, was entering the annex through Woldongmun.
I just stared blankly at them, wondering, “What kind of harmony is this again?”
She is struggling to find a way to meet the mother of eight Hwangsinmo, but is she coming to find her?
Heartache, startled, ran down the yard.
“Why, Master? No, what are you here for?”
“I have something to share with Yeon Jeok-ha, so please step aside.”
"yes? Yes, yes.”
Simtong bowed his back with an exaggerated motion.
Since Yeon Jeok-ha wanted so much to be alone with the Eighthwangsinmo, there was no need for words.
When the heartache disappeared in the direction of the anchae, the Eighthwangsinmo said to Yeonjeokha.
"Believe it or not, I'm not here to fight you."
“Trust the words of the man who kidnapped my wife… … yo. this?"
Yeon Jeok-ha, who belatedly recalled the request of heartache, raised her words.
Anyway, this is because Namgung-yeon's life and death are still in the mouth of her arm, Hwangshin-mo.
Eighthwangsinmo leisurely climbed onto the floor and sat down across from Yeonjeokha.
“I don’t have a lot of time, so I’ll say it without hesitation. How far did she hear from Jeokwol?”
When the name of Jeokwol suddenly came out, Yeonjeokha hesitated.
It was because it was difficult for her to guess the intentions of Hwangsinmo Pal.
“Are you listening? What?"
Yeonjeokha tried to escape, but Eighthwangsinmo did not give him a chance.
“I know better than you what kind of person Jeokwol is. He must have told you.”
“So what did you say?”
“His and my past.”
“The past? Did you two even date?”
Eighthwangsinmo laughed at Yeonjeokha's nonsense.
“What happened to Empress is not irrelevant to the red moon and my past. But since you say you don't know, I have nothing more to say.”
“Don't talk nonsense! Why are you dragging Sister Yeon into your past history!”
“If you don’t know about it, I don’t want to mention it with my own mouth. It's not about that.”
“… … .”
Grinding his teeth, he glared at the Eighthwangsinmo.
If she had been Namgung-yeon, he would have seen through Pal Hwangsinmo's intentions and responded appropriately. But, to her regret, she can't do that herself.
“I wonder what the red moon said?”
Arm Hwangsinmo nodded her head.
After thinking for a while, the serial killer poured out what he wanted to say as if a dam burst.
“I said you were an alumnus of Taeilgwan. He said he killed the monk with you. He regretted what he did when he was used by you. That's it.”
Pal Hwangsinmo, who had been listening silently, opened her mouth.
“He is only half right. It wasn't me who used him. Everything he and I did was God's will.”
“What kind of dog-like gods are there? Do whatever you want and ping God Aren’t you passing on?”
“Huh, I wish I could live the way I want and receive such criticism.”
“So. What does that have to do with your abduction of sister Yeon?”
“The annihilation of Taeilgwan is not my will. It was entirely according to the Word of God.”
“The editorial is long.”
At Yeonjeokha's criticism, the Eighthwangsinmo hesitated for a moment.
She couldn't understand why she was making excuses like this.
Could it be the pull of fate?
Or maybe it's because of her own selfish desires.
“The night before you all went up the mountain, that Shin-eon wanted Namgung-yeon. I didn't want to follow, but I couldn't resist the prophecy. Prophecy was my destiny.”
“What bullshit is that? Why is your crazy god here?”
The 'crying' Yeonjeokha hit the table.
With a roar of ‘bang!’ the heavy table collapsed helplessly.
Chapter end
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