Heavenly inquisition sword Chapter 554

Published at 29th of August 2023 06:32:38 AM

Chapter 554 - Goo Hoe-il, Cheonjijong's best writer

Koo Hoi-il is from Hansan-ju and is a disciple of Cheonjijong.

He entered the initiation at the young age of 12, and reached the stage of ‘Reverend Young’ ten years later.

On that day, the heavens and earth bells were buzzing.

At 22, ‘podium’ is common, but it is understandable that it has reached ‘wonyoung’, which is two steps higher than that.

After that, he was called 'the best equipment in the world of heaven and earth'.

In the Cheonji sect, there was no doubt that Gu Hoi-il would one day become a servant.

Thus, not only ‘Dokyo’, an Inseon, but also ‘Sage’, a Jiseon, coveted him.

However, he eventually became a disciple of ‘sage’ and was pushed to the back of his memory by living in Bicheonbong.

Five years passed like that.

In the meantime, he has reached ‘Wonyoung three stars’.

Even if you are a master of 'Wonyoung', you have completed in five years what would have taken ninety years, so the equipment is the equipment.

With his incomparable achievements, he gradually turned into a self-respecting clown.

It also played a part in saying that ‘Dokyo’ and ‘Sage’ would become servants whenever they saw him.

To make matters worse, he entered the mountain at the age of 12 and spent 15 years with masters of the heavenly sect, and his temper was not ordinary.

Many sectarian disciples consider ordinary people only slightly better than animals.

Just as he grew up in the Chunji sect, Gu Hoi-il also considered human life like the life of a fly.

That is why, when the official from the West Gate pointed at him with the tip of his spear, he cut it without hesitation.

Of course, if this place was Hansanju, he would not have killed him.

Anyway, after beheading the officer, he calmly entered the downtown area.

Don't you know if it's Sumiseong, where Soyojong is located?

For the disciples of the Savior, the castles that are not directly managed by the priesthood are practically a backyard.

Therefore, the rescue of Cheonjijong, who had a grudge with Soyojong, was not in a hurry.

One of the reasons for his leisure was the fact that most of the religious sects who entered and exited the secular world were 'Yeonheo' and 'Podium'.

For ‘banseons’ (半仙, Wonyoung) like Gu Hoi-il, the mundane world was nothing more than dust to be shaken off.

In fact, Goo Hoe-il, who was a 'banseon' and wandered around Kuju - even in the middle of winter - was a strange person.

A signboard called Daraewon caught the eye of Gu Hoi-il, who was looking around him.

The taste is as good as it is big and colorful.

Nodding his head, he strode towards Daraewon.

It was close to lunchtime, so the inside was vibrating with the smell of food.

It's a restaurant, so maybe it's natural.

An ordinary person would have accepted it casually, but Koo Hoi-il, who had a special sense of choice, frowned.

Then the quick-witted clerk smiled and said.

“Guest, if you go up to this floor, the view is nice and comfortable. Shall we take you there?”

He nodded his head with a face that was too bothersome to talk about.

The clerk glanced at the handle of the sword protruding from Gu Hoi-il's shoulder and cautiously went upstairs.

After noon, guests came to Daraewon one by one.

Still, half of the seats were empty because it was midwinter and the floating population was low.

The door of the leisurely Daraewon opened and guests rushed in.

They are the vigilantes of the alumni.

The owner, who was guarding the counter with a drowsy face, ran out with a big smile.

“Come on! You have worked hard today too!”

The biggest customers in winter are the vigilantes.

This is because, unlike the officers and soldiers who get their meals at the post, the vigilantes buy and eat at the restaurant.

Even if it wasn't that, the vigilantes were the biggest customers during the winter.

Because they risk their lives to protect the city.

Kang Su-seong, leader of the alumni vigilante group, looked around the first floor.

I said I was in a hurry, but I couldn't see an empty seat by the window with a good view.

‘Well, let’s sit down and eat together. What is it that each person occupies one seat at a time?'

Kang Soo-seong smacked his lips with a confused face.

At best, he shouted, “There is a place with a good atmosphere and good taste,” but it was regrettable.

When he made a displeased face, the owner quietly said a word.

“Kang Dae-hyeop, this floor is rather spacious.”

“Shouldn’t we have a full meal instead of a simple meal?”

This floor has a nice view and is pleasant, but you have to order expensive dishes for the seat price.

Suseong Kang pointed out that.

“Oops! you're welcome. If I do that to the vigilantes, people will hate me. Today, I will take you to this floor specially. Dine in peace.”

The owner put strength into the word 'today'.

From now on, it means to use it according to the rules.

When the owner persuaded him to do so, Suseong Kang did not hesitate any longer.

“So be it.”

The owner, who was smiling brightly inappropriately for his large size, led the way up the stairs to the second floor.

He was followed by Kang Soo-seong, Gong Ji-seop, Cheon San-wol, Yeon Jeok-ha, and Gong Ji-yu.

Daraewon This floor.

In one of the two seats by the window, a young man was eating.

The owner guided the vigilantes to a seat next to the young man, took the order, and returned.

Before sitting down, Suseong Kang glanced at the seat next to him.

Apparently he had come alone, but the table was full of expensive dishes.

‘Do you have a lot of money? or not… … .’

Suseong Kang saw the handle of the sword sticking out over the young man's shoulder.

It is an unusual looking sword.

Feeling his gaze, the young man lifted his head.

The moment our eyes met with the young man, Suseong Kang smiled and greeted him.

It's not because they have a special affinity.

He faithfully followed his instinct's warning not to stir up a quarrel.

In an instant, the corners of the young man's mouth went up slightly as if he was having fun.

When the young man smiled, Suseong Kang sighed in relief and turned around.

Even after he sat down, Kang Su-seong could not relax.

It's like a creepy feeling with a tiger sitting on your back.

Yeonjeokha asked the frozen man.

“Captain, do you want to poop?”

"no."

“But why? Like an uncomfortable person.”

“I just wanted to live a long time without achieving anything.”

It is true that I feel such remorse when I think of being frightened by a young man in his mid-twenties.

"why? I heard that you are the elder of Soimun. Isn’t that enough success?”

Kang Su-seong laughed at the consolation of Yeon-jeok-ha.

“Thank you for saying that.”

Just in time, noodles and soup came out.

Kang Su-seong and his party began to eat the food they each ordered in front of them.

When the meal was almost over, people came up to this floor with a loud noise.

Kang Soo-seong, who inadvertently turned his head toward the stairs, frowned.

They were the robbers of the notorious Guimunbang in Saneumhyeon.

If he had been with the Soi Mun people, he would have left in a hurry.

This is because Gwimunbang was a breakwater that was difficult to handle in Soimun.

But now he doesn't have to.

Hyeoncheonmundo as well as Yeonjeokha are together, isn't there a reason for that?

Kang Soo-sung ate the soup that pooled at the bottom with a relaxed face.

On the other hand, the lips of Obulgoe, the ark of the ghost who discovered Kang Suseong, twitched.

If the people with him were Soimundo, they would have already approached and started a fight.

However, it is Gong Ji-sub and Cheon San-wol of Hyeoncheonmun.

In Saneum County, it is difficult to expand the county by losing to Hyeoncheonmun and Cheok.

In the end, Obulgoe had to give up his interest in Kangsuseong.

But dogs can't stop pooping.

His eyes turned this time to the young man who was eating alone.

A guy who looks like he's only in his twenties, eating alone in a seat with a great view, with a generous meal?

Seeing that I was chewing on it, it would take me half an hour (an hour) to wake up after eating all of that.

Five Bulgoe, who liked the young man's seat, sent a chin to Seokgyeon, the head of the house.

“Get rid of that young bastard quickly,” he said.

The stone dog hurriedly approached the young man, Gu Hoi-il.

“You have no conscience to occupy this large seat alone! This body is said to be the Stone Dog of the Gwimunbang. It's the first time you've seen a face, reveal who you are!"

Goo Hoe-il, who had been eating a chicken leg elegantly, slightly turned his face away.

“Foot!”

He didn't know that he had received the day of the ancestral rite, and when he saw the man with his eyes wide open, he burst out laughing.

“What? Is it funny?”

At that moment, with a sound of ‘just right!’, the stone dog collapsed into a sitting position.

A chicken bone was deeply embedded in the very center of his forehead.

“… … .”

Obulgoe and other room attendants lost their words for a moment and blinked their eyes.

Oh Buddha, who came to his senses belatedly, stammered.

“Daehyup, Daehyeop, my subordinate has committed great disrespect to Daehyeop. Please forgive me.”

However, Goo Hoe-il did not answer and only played with chopsticks.

One of the ghost gates, which had been quietly stepping backwards while keeping an eye on them, went back to the other side.

fluff.

A wooden chopstick sprouted from his forehead like a branch.

Now, there are two survivors.

The Five Buddhas and his subordinates did not dare to move and only rolled their eyes busily.

As two people died, Kang Su-seong and Hyeoncheonmun masters also quietly put down their chopsticks.

Suseong Kang coughed and said.

“Hum, hum. When you're done eating, let's get up."

“Maybe?”

It was when Cheon San-wol lifted his butt slightly from the chair along with the horse.

The young man's mouth, which had been tightly closed, opened.

“A vigilante?”

Kang Soo-sung answered his sudden question with a startled face.

“Yeah, that’s right. What business do you have with the vigilante?”

“The city gates are clean, and there are no broken houses near the gates. Wasn’t this place free from wild beasts? Or that a master of the soyo sect is staying.”

Gu Hoi-il guessed that there is a master of the Soyo sect in Saneum-hyeon.

This is why it is difficult to protect the city so neatly with only officers and vigilantes.

Among the cities I saw while following the Muryang River in the Cheongwan Mountain Range, Saneum County was the most intact.

This is impossible without the involvement of sectarians.

If there was a soyojong master in Saneumhyeon, I thought to cut it off before the tail was caught.

Kang Su-seong, who was already depressed, responded calmly without protesting even at his lower body.

"Ah, if it's a beast, it's true that our vigilantes dealt with it."

"It's been a while since winter started, but you mean that only 'vegetable' beasts have appeared?"

“No. There were also beasts of ‘iron class’ and ‘silver class’.”

“Ask again. Who was the person who dealt with the beasts of the ‘cheol level’ and ‘silver level’?”

Now it's openly half-worded.

Still, Kang Soo-seong did not take that issue as an issue.

When he asked, a flash of lightning flashed in the young man's eyes.

It disappeared in an instant, but it was a scene I will never forget.

“Yeondaehyeop of the vigilantes took care of it.”

“Where is the Yeondaehyeop?”

Kang Soo-seong, who was overwhelmed by the young man's spirit, glanced at the jeokha involuntarily.

Goo Hoe-il's gaze shifted from Kang Su-seong to Yeonjeok-ha.

“Is it a grand agreement that you opened?”

"however?"

Yeonjeokha looked at the young man with a sullen face.

Judging from the prayers he exudes, he looks like a disciple of a sect, but I don't know why he's looking for himself.

As if having finished eating, Gu Hoi-il lightly patted his hand and asked.

“Are you a disciple of Soyojong?”

"It's not? Seeing that you ask, you don't seem to be a Soyojong person?”

The corners of Goo Hoe-il's mouth twisted slightly at the rather sharp point of Yeonjeok-ha.

“You were not a disciple of Soyojong, but you killed the ‘cheol-grade’ and ‘silver-grade’ beasts? believe that?”

“Who do you believe? Believe it or not, do as you like. Because I am not interested.”

Goo Hoe-il's eyebrows, like those of a caterpillar, wriggled.

But is that young guy with no blood on his head talking half-heartedly?

'They'll run away when they hear my name.'

Gu Hui-il, who slowly rose from his seat, flicked his hand and his two heads flew into the air.

Red blood gushed out like a fountain from the severed necks of the Five Buddhas and Guimumbangdo.

Chow-.

In the sea of blood, Gu Hoi-il smiled whitely and said.

“I am the Guhoeil of the Cheonji sect. Who the hell are you?"

Chapter end