Heavenly Inquisition Sword - Chapter 284

Episode 284. Mountain(山), Wind(風), and Go(蠱)

Honsei Sword Master Cheok Jin-gyeong alternately looked at Akbul Bangcheongak and Jeokwol Gongchwi Mountain.

It didn’t feel like bravado.

It was a face that firmly believed that their method would succeed.

The Baekduma-gun are those who have reached the absolute state of martial arts or magic.

In other words, their discernment is also absolute.

Finally, Jinkyung’s mouth opened.

“let’s hear about it. that it is the way.”

Gongchwisan turned his gaze to Bangcheongak.

It’s to make sure it’s really okay to talk to him.

Bang Chun-gak, who was looking at Cheok Jin-kyung’s eyes gently, nodded as if it would be okay.

Only then did Bangchwisan speak.

“There is one thing in this world that is both poisonous and non-poisonous, living and non-living. It can be said that it is a living curse that will be suffered regardless of the high or low of the inaction.”

“What is it?”

“It is other than loneliness.”

Chuck Jin-kyung frowned at the word solitude.

I had heard rumors that such a thing existed, but I had doubts whether it would really work.

“You mean to subdue the religious leader with solitude?”

“It is not usually solitude. This is a special solitude created by yeommae (an evil sorcery) and is called ‘yin-yanggo’.”

“What’s a yeommae?”

Cheok Jin-gyeong was a martial artist and was ignorant of the art of magic.

Even if I heard the sound of salt, I couldn’t understand the weight of the words.

“Yeommae refers to magic that is so wicked that it is forbidden even among sorcerers. Eumyanggo is known to be the most heinous of solitudes that humans can create.”

“Isn’t that what loneliness is?”

Chuck Jin-kyung asked rather cynically.

Loneliness is a poisonous insect so small that it cannot be seen.

Of course, it’s harmful to the human body, but how can you subdue a cult leader with something smaller than dust?

A smile tugged at the corners of Gong Qishan’s lips.

“Whoops. Yeommae contains spirituality. That’s why sorcerers are secretly making yeommae. If you knew what eumyanggo was, you wouldn’t worry about that.”

“Is it different from ordinary solitude?”

“It is said that living people and poisonous insects are imprisoned for a thousand days in a lead coffin engraved with a special incantation. The poisonous insects first eat people, but then the poisonous insects eat each other.”

“omg! It’s awful.”

“Yeommae is originally made in such a terrible way. After all, only solitude with human spirituality can survive a thousand days. That one poisonous insect is called Ingo, the lord of solitude. If you suffer from perseverance, even if the opponent is a freshman, death cannot be avoided.”

“You mean it’s an onmyanggo?”

“Eumyanggo is even more special. It is said that those who make endurance are eumyanggo that they will meet once in a lifetime. Very rarely after a thousand days is a solitary pair of a male and female found not preying on each other. The male and female have spirituality, and even though they may starve, they do not eat each other. Call it Yin-Yang-Go.”

“Ohh!”

For the first time, Chuck Jin-kyung showed interest.

Solitude imbued with spirituality and yin and yang were plausible just by hearing the explanation.

“The two Ingos, Yin and Yang, are bound to die if one of them dies. The same goes for feeling pain. If we put one of those yin-yanggos on the cult leader, the lifeline of the cult leader is in our hands.”

“Are you saying you two really have that kind of solitude?”

Then, Bang Chun-gak and Gong Chwi-san each took out a silver armor from their bosoms and showed them.

Bangcheongak pointed to his silver armor and said.

“What I have is Yingo, and what Jeokwol has is Yanggo. It cost 100,000 nyang of gold to get this eumyanggo. In fact, Yin and Yang cannot be obtained even with ten million gold. They say it might or might not come out once in a hundred years.”

“How the hell do you use that?”

“You can put eumyanggo in tea or food. Once perseverance enters a person’s body, it moves into the head on its own and settles down. Like a parasite.”

Gong Quishan, who had been listening silently, added a word.

“Whether it’s good or bad, I decided to use it for those who have a chance.”

“It won’t be easy to distract the headmaster.”

Bangcheongak said with her eyes shining.

“That’s why I need help from someone like Sword Demon. If the three of us distract the leader, won’t someone find a suitable opportunity?”

“Okay. Let’s try it.”

Chuck Jin-kyung readily declared his participation.

Even if solitude doesn’t work, there’s nothing to lose.

Wouldn’t it be toxic if poisoning symptoms appear right away?

Loneliness does not have specific symptoms like poison.

Either it survives and parasitizes on the host’s body, or it is digested and killed.

Bangcheongak and Gongchwisan put the silver armor back into their arms.

After a while, Gongquan said.

“This must be done without the other Baekduma soldiers knowing. Because I don’t know who the leader’s dog is. I think it would be better for us to go to Mt. Pungji for that. What do you two think?”

Bang Chun-gak, who had kept his words until there, nodded.

“I think that would be fine. If you’ve come to say hello to the headmaster, I won’t doubt it.”

“So be it.”

Cheok Jin-kyung also agreed.

It was true that Mt. Poongji was more suitable than Baekmasa with other Baekduma soldiers.

The next morning, the three of them left for Mount Pungji, taking only their closest aides.

***

Jeongju.

Chili Hachon.

Unlike the hurried formation of the Cheonjimaeng spying team, they did not leave Chiliha Village.

It was because Namgung-yeon, after the 10th battle, said, ‘We have to start on the lucky day.’

It was her words that were rumored to be able to count the heavenly spirit, so no one urged her.

In fact, Mt. Fengji is a ‘mountain of death’ where famous religious leaders are located, so there was nothing to say even if the auspicious day was put forward.

It was when Namgung-yeon was reading a book at the dorm.

The voice of a security guard came from outside.

“Are you in the saucer?”

“What happen?”

“The head of the Chongsan Table Country wants to see Sojeo. What should I do?”

Namgoongyeon closed the book she was reading.

The clearing flag country is a flag country in Zhengzhou, but it has not done any business yet.

By the way, did Pyo-du come?

If the position is about the top of the table, he will not deliver goods.

‘What is it that makes the head of the head move directly?’

After thinking for a while, she decided to meet her.

“Let it in.”

“yes.”

Maybe half an angle (about 7 minutes) has passed since the security guard went back?

A thick man’s voice came from outside the door.

“Are you ten years old? Daesan, the head of the Cheongsan-pyo country, is also called Il Se-jin.”

Namgung-yeon immediately opened the door and went out to the floor.

A strange thief who looked to be in his forties was standing in front of the island.

“What is going on?”

“About a month ago, I had a letter addressed to Empress Dowager Ten. I came to tell you that.”

“Does Pyo-du himself run errands like that these days?”

“no. Because of the importance of the matter, the Lord of State chose me.”

Along with the words, Il Se-jin pulled out a letter from within his arms.

However, even with the letter, he was unable to approach Namgung-yeon willingly.

Namgungyeon became more curious as he hesitated.

What kind of correspondence is that?

Her gaze moved to the letter he was holding.

‘huh? You didn’t even pay it?’

That means someone else may have already seen it.

Perhaps that is Wishicheong, the sword of loyalty, the owner of Cheongsanpyo.

It seems that he sent it to himself after reading it first.

“It seems that there is enough information in it that you wonder whether or not you should pass it on to the end, right? I heard that Chung Ui-geom is a righteous person, but it is surprising to see someone else’s correspondence.”

“Huh! It’s not like that. Since it’s such a strange situation, in order to prevent an accident…”

“Accident?”

“Yes, Guk-ju did so because he was afraid that the 10th Empress Dowager would be harmed.”

Namgungyeon, who had been staring at him, turned around.

“Come on in.”

“Yes yes.”

Il Se-jin cautiously sat across from the desk with a sad face.

Even then, he was clutching the letter in his hand.

“The client must have been green.”

If you were a government official or Chilpaimun people, beeswax is basic.

Only Sapa and Nokrim are those who have such a clumsy finish.

They think that if they glue it, no one will see it.

In a world where even wax is counterfeit.

“How did you know that?”

“It is too caring. Looking at your expression, you must have read it too.”

“…yes.”

“To live a long life, it is better not to know the secrets of Murimsa. It would be better not to say the contents of the letter.”

Il Se-jin suddenly became curious about what Namgoong-yeon said, as if he knew everything.

Is Empress Dowager Ten such a great person as rumored to be?

Are you that young?

Suddenly he wanted to ascertain whether her reputation was true or not.

“Do you know who the client is, by any chance?”

“I left it a month ago, and if you checked the contents, it must have been Muyoungshintu Baekkyo. You must have been anxious because the client suddenly died, right? You must have been curious.”

“…”

Il Sejin’s mouth fell open.

It’s not a bluff.

She really knew everything.

‘Huh! It’s not a reputation gained by deceiving others with ambiguous words like fortune tellers.’

Admired, he placed the letter on the writing table with both hands respectfully.

“When Baek Kyo suddenly died, the Lord of Guk blocked the delivery. After that, he found out about the affairs of the Cheonjimaeng and decided to tell the story to Empress Dowager Ten. Viewing the contents without permission was because Baek-gyo was poisoned, so I just wanted to…. Anyway, I apologize.”

“Baegyo is lucky. If it wasn’t for the loyalty sword, it might have gone into the hands of a musketeer.”

Il Se-jin was no longer surprised.

I thought it was natural now that I was 10 years old.

“Is it possible that the musketeer poisoned Baek Kyo? To cover a stolen property deal?”

“Don’t tell me. Please keep it a secret that Baek Gyo sent me a letter before he died. Please stop.”

Il Se-jin rose from his seat at the resolute order to celebrate.

After sending Il Se-jin away, Namgung-yeon opened the glue-sealed letter and read it.

As expected, Baek Gyo, who became anxious, wrote down the situation he was in.

“Tsk tsk!”

Namgungyeon lightly clicked his tongue.

‘If he had told me right away, he wouldn’t have been poisoned…’

Still, it seems that he had a premonition of his own death.

She lightly shook the barrel containing the mountain branches [筮竹 bamboo branches] on the table.

When I lined up the mountain branches, it was still the trigram of Tianshan Dun (天山壓).

Cheonsandun means ‘don’t move’.

Why?

The mother of the eight emperors is plotting something on Mt. Pungji, but the sky does not move.

Contrary to the wishes of the masters of the Cheonjimaeng, who always want the Tammunjo to move.

Namgung-yeon shook her colic again.

The second one that came out was Sanpoonggo (山風蠱).

Juju once said, ‘Trouble (蠱) is when collapse reaches its peak and something happens.’ Some say that ‘the wind that stays at the foot of the mountain rots and causes insects’.

Neither this nor that means anything good.

Perhaps ‘mountain’, ‘wind’ and ‘high’ mean different things.

Whatever it is, you know it’s not the time to move yet.

Namgung-yeon let out a light sigh and poured the mountain branches back into the colic.

And I thought about something.

Seeing the slight blush on his face, he must have been thinking about something else.

Before long, the mountain branch was carefully placed on the desk.

The Texan box came out.

The bottom Gan (良) signifies a young man, and the upper signifies a young woman.

‘It’s pure love between a man and a woman…’

Namgoong-yeon hurriedly picked up the living branches and stood up from his seat.