Heavenly Inquisition Sword - Chapter 282
Episode 282. Old Sim seems to age backwards
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Uicheongak.
“What do you think of the 10th Empress Dowager?”
Disappointed with Yeon Jeok-ha’s mediocre answer, Jang Moo-deok, a free apprentice, turned his gaze to Namgung-yeon.
“If you feel that the mother of the Eighthwangsinmo is the Demon King of Cheondu, then you are right.”
“hmm.”
Jang Mu-deok shook his head.
“I don’t think the rumors about Mt. Fengji are meaningless because they were created out of vague fear of disappearance. There will be no direct connection between that and what the mother of the Eighthwangs do in Mt. Pungji. Because the Eight Emperors would not have been bragging about what the religious leader was doing.”
“ah! So is he.”
An exclamation of exclamation escaped Jang Moo-deok’s mouth.
Listening to Namgoong-yeon’s explanation, it feels like the tangled problems are being sorted out one by one.
“And the fact that the Mother of the Eighthwangs remains in Mt. Pungji… I can’t even guess because there is too little information about the famous bridge and the mothers of the Eighthwangs. Wouldn’t you know it if you saw it with your own eyes? I have nothing to say right now.”
“You are right. It is natural that there is so little information that it is impossible to predict anything. If you don’t know like you, it’s also necessary to admit that you don’t know. Tsk.”
Moo-deok Jang clicked his tongue as he remembered Jegal Seung-woon, the musketeer.
It’s a problem because he pretends to know too much about everything.
As a result, the wrong diagnosis is made in the most important part.
Cheongwoon Sword Namgungcheon asked sneakily.
“Then, what is Cheonjimaeng’s plan?”
“I have no plans to do this. If Cheonjimaeng’s main base moves to Mt. Fungji, Yumyeonggyo will follow, and then there will be enemies in front and behind.”
Moo-deok Jang shook his head.
If you know even a little bit of strategy, you can never move first in a situation like this.
“You mean there’s nothing you can do?”
“That’s right. That’s why the long-awaited meeting of the political faction ended without a hitch.”
“Old man. If famous religions are that strong, can they lead the war in Heaven and Earth?”
“It won’t be easy.”
“What do you think will happen if you do?”
“Sooner or later, there will be people who want to negotiate with the famous religion. Maybe he’s been working behind the scenes by now. Especially in green forests.”
Jang Moo-deok glanced at Yeon Jeok-ha.
Like if you heard something, tell me.
Yeonjeokha questioned his gaze.
“What about in the green forest?”
“Well, you know better than I do. Because it’s a total patrol of the green forest.”
“You don’t know?”
“They say you are the real power of green forest, but what if the real power doesn’t know?”
“Am I going to live?”
When Yeon Jeok-ha asked with a face that he had heard of it for the first time, Moo-deok Jang tilted his head.
No matter how you look at it, he doesn’t seem like a person to play at the top of people’s heads.
When it comes to total patrol, you have to be aware of the invisible current, but this is the level of a wandering third-rate nang.
“Isn’t there someone in Green Forest who can provide you with information?”
“No?”
“You’ve been managing the greening well so far without saying it was a general patrol.”
“Do you need something like that?”
“You mean this? Shouldn’t you be able to use your hands if you know that you are doing other things behind your back?”
“Ah, if that’s the case, that’s fine.”
“Are you okay?”
“You just don’t have to act stupid in front of me.”
“What are you going to do when they make things up among themselves and you get out of hand?”
“Then you can shake your hands and leave. The world is wide and there are so many things to do. Did you know that I have an inn in the Burning Village? It’s much saltier than nokrim.”
“What if greening puts the blame for bad things on you? So what will you do if you can’t do anything else?”
“Can’t you?”
When Yeonjeokha assured him, Namgungcheon asked with a curious face.
“why?”
“Because if you block my way, I’ll beat you to pieces.”
“Puha!”
Namgungcheon burst into laughter.
It sounds like a child, but for some reason, it seemed like he would do it if he wanted to marry him.
Jang Mu-deok, who was looking at Yeon Jeok-ha with complicated eyes, said.
“Your spirit is imaginary, but it is difficult to handle ten hands with one hand. Don’t think easily of 72 greenery. They have been fighting the Justice League for hundreds of years.”
“This is what I realized in the wild. As for the bad guys, they bite more when the other person succumbs. If you just beat and break it together to make it happen, the one who suffers the most loss is bound to lose. Who do you think will lose more if I and Nokrim fight? It is a fight that I will always win.”
Zhang Moo-deok nodded his head in a dry voice as he couldn’t understand the words.
He treated the work with Green Forest like a fight with children, so he had nothing more to say.
‘Tsk! It seems dark about the circumstances of the green forest, so it seems like it was too out of the ordinary for me to say a word.’
Jang Moo-deok, who clicked his tongue inside, entered the finish.
“Well, you know better about greening, so I won’t tell you twice.”
“yep!”
Thinking that he was finally acknowledged, he nodded vigorously.
***
That evening.
Unlike usual, the old man’s heartache returned home early and circled around Yeonjeokha.
“why? What do you have to say?”
“Hehe. I don’t really have anything to say.”
“Your face has something to say. say it. What else are you doing to come and notice?”
It’s like a grandfather asking for an answer to his grandson who had an accident.
Hesitantly, Heartache confessed what had happened in Giru during the day.
“…By the way, before Gui Young-ja-kun leaves, what do you mean by saying that the Ho-ga-ho-wi won’t last long? Doesn’t it look like you have some ulterior motive?”
“So, didn’t you say that you went to Giru in broad daylight and got into an argument with the ghost? wow! I do everything now. what? moon? gold? Whew! I really have nothing to say Old Sim seems to age backwards.”
“Hehe. Think of it as a side effect of Banro Hwandong. I’m a bit perplexed as well, because the strength I didn’t have is springing up.”
“Ah! this old man anyway it is Do you want to do it with women the size of your great-granddaughters?”
“Confucius, the important thing now is not the moon or the gold. Think about what the ghost said. Doesn’t it smell?”
“The smell is coming from old Sim’s mouth. What did you eat for snacks? Why are you so nasty?”
“I am not kidding. It seems that the ghosts are doing something behind the scenes.”
“Old Sim.”
“yes.”
“The next world does not go in order of age. know?”
Heartache tilted his head.
This is because it is said that ‘the young may go first, not the old’.
“Well, does that sound like an unfavorable word to Confucius?”
“When a person speaks, listen to the end. Similarly, martial arts are not in order of age. Even if the twelve demons, not the ghosts, stick together, it won’t work for me.”
“Don’t you know that, Mr. Ghost? What if Pacheonma-kun is also involved?”
“The head of the household is such a disrespectful person…” The man
who was about to say ‘No’ tilted his head.
In fact, he was dark about Moorim’s circumstances and did not know what kind of person Pacheon Demon-kun was.
“What kind of person is Mr. Shim, the old man?”
The thought of heartache made her tremble as if it were terrifying.
“He is a ruthless man without blood or tears. He says that he gets along with his subordinates casually, but there are not just a couple of Madou who got beaten to death by him for making a bad joke at a drinking party.”
“okay? You laughed and joked well in front of me, didn’t you?”
“Yes, everyone starts like that. And then there are a lot of people who are beaten to death.”
“Wow. Aren’t you kidding?”
“Did you get the nickname Pacheon Demon Army for nothing? The moment he thinks that the head of the household is going against his eyes, he dies. So far there have been no exceptions. Confucius’s predecessor also went that way.”
“The previous general patrol was killed by the chieftain?”
“In the middle of the art, I gave a chuckle to the black daffodil, and then my head flew off on the spot. It’s a famous story, didn’t you know? Confucius, too, don’t hang out with Dark Narcissus too often.”
“What suits you? How does the Dark Waterseon know where it goes and find it?”
“Anyway, he’s like a knife to the extent that even a gun patrol can be blown away with a single knife.”
“So you’re saying I can fly too if need be?”
“It remains. I’m sure the ghost knows that and is plotting a trick.”
“Anyone who knows that fights with the ghosts in a sensitive time like these days? And with a young courtesan?”
“Hum hum. Because I keep the lead.”
“You sound like the governor. It must be because of the moon. wait? You mean this old man has two young ladies with him?”
“Why are you so jealous that a gisaeng is not even a woman?”
“It’s not jealousy. This is holy rage. Sim old man. Old people can’t use it.”
“Yes yes, it is true that I have always been a bad guy. By the way, what will the Ghost Army do? Shall I secretly find out what you’re up to?”
“Do you have any connections to get to know?”
“Hehe. I didn’t just hang out and eat in Chiliha Village. There are more than 10 people I have taken as my younger brothers.”
“Then find out a little bit. I really hate getting hit in the back of the head after being absent-minded.”
“Yes, just leave it to me. Still, I’m the one who was once called the Gumil Bokgeom. Conspiracies, conspiracies, and ploys will never escape this hand. Uhhhhh.”
“Ah, what about that laugh? I feel like I’ve become a real bad guy.”
“Hehehehehe!”
As if in defiance, the dark laughter of heartache grew louder.
***
Next day.
The story of Jang Moo-deok visiting Namgung-yeon spread throughout the world.
It was known through the mouths of minor breakwaters around Uicheongak.
Curious about the content of the conversation, the representatives of the Chilpamun and the four generations visited Jang Moo-deok, and Mt. Fungji became the center of the topic again.
-The Musketeer said that the Eighthwangsinmo was staying to become the King of Cheondu, but Namgungyeon said it was for a different reason.
At first, those who agreed with the musketeer’s opinion turned to Namgungyeon one by one.
Then came the saying, ‘The musketeer tripped again’.
Unable to bear it, Jegal Seung-un officially called a meeting of the Cheonji-maeng that afternoon.
Tongcheongak.
Jegal Seung-un gritted his teeth and looked around at the representatives of the orthodox faction.
‘Obviously, the mother of the Eighthwangs has not yet become the King of Heaven. If that witch had become the King of the Chundu, she would have gone to the White Horse Temple and commanded the famous religion.’
Couldn’t it be that he wasn’t the king of Cheondu demons yet, so he couldn’t stand in front of the Baekdu demons?
Not knowing such a simple reason and swinging here and there!
He sighed at the simplicity of the warlords and glanced at Namgungse.
It all happened at the instigation of Namgung-yeon, who is called the ‘Ten Warlords’.
‘OK. If you want to die, I will kill you.’
Jegal Seung-un, who quickly organized his thoughts, stepped in front of the warlords.
“Yesterday, we heard about Mt. Pungji from Mu Sangdoje. And we discussed why the eighthwangsinmo, the famous religious leader, is still in Mt. Pungji. Until yesterday, I came to the conclusion that it was to become the King of Chundu, but today I heard that a completely different story is circulating. I can’t figure out why.”
Jegal Seung-un glanced at the chilpamun and the four generations.
All of them are expressionless faces, as if they had seen a consensus internally.
“I heard that Empress Dowager Ten said this. You can go there and see it with your own eyes. My thoughts were brief. It’s embarrassing, but I agree with that opinion. We need to know exactly why the Eighthwangsinmo remains in Mt. Pungji. That way, we can devise appropriate countermeasures.”
Jegal Seung-un’s forward-looking change made the masters of the orthodox faction lightly agitated.
It’s because he’s never openly raised Namgung-yeon like this.