Heavenly Inquisition Sword - Chapter 315

Episode 315. How to win even if you

lose .

According to the expression of the heartache of Gucheonnodo, it is to the extent of drinking alcohol.

Moreover, it is a drinking party in an abandoned house.

‘It doesn’t even taste bad.’

The sour and bitter taste was strong and did not suit my mouth.

Certainly, he had a taste for sweet incense wine.

He quietly put down his drink and stared at Dong Yu-soo, a warrior from the south Jin.

“What is it?”

Then Dong Yoo-soo took the glass from his mouth with a sad face.

“Hey, do we have to talk about work in such a hurry?”

“A job? I am green.”

Yeonjeokha frowned.

Hearing Dong Yu-soo’s words, Pacheon Demon Army suddenly comes to mind.

The Pacheon Demon-kun also said that before entrusting him with a troublesome task.

“Aren’t Green Forest the emperor’s people?”

“No, why does the story bounce there?”

“I meant that the seniors and I could talk about work.”

“Oops! I will decline. Even if it’s not, how much trouble did you have to have your nose pierced by the head of the housekeeper? Now, I won’t go into other people’s business as much as possible.”

“I’ll have to step in.”

“why?”

Yeonjeokha provocatively stared at Dongyusoo.

‘What are you going to do? If you don’t like me, don’t you stop?’

Then, Dong Yoo-soo suddenly changed the topic.

“Do you know how the senior concubine’s mother-in-law is doing?”

“ha! That’s why you came to Cheonjimaeng and did a lot of work. What more do you want?”

“Don’t get excited. The head office just asked if you knew the current status of your maternal uncle.”

“Has anything happened?”

“It’s good to know, so don’t be nervous.”

“What is it?”

“It looks like Confucius Yeon’s cousin Yu Hwa Soje will be getting married soon.”

“Oh yeah? Great. But what does that have to do with me? I will only go and see it if invited.”

“Then let’s talk about work later. Now, it seems that you have preconceived notions about meeting with the main building.”

Yeonjeokha nervously poured her drink into a glass and drank it.

‘what? You said you had preconceived notions about work? This is a fart.’

If the opponent had been Noklimdo, he would have stepped on it with a loud sound.

However, with a cup of drinking, he crumpled the frustration into his stomach.

This is because if you lose the gold chair and chuck, not only the forest but also the inn will be robbed.

“By the way, I came to the practitioner today to confirm a few things.”

“You didn’t come here to talk about work, did you?”

“Work is not really urgent. Rather, I want to confirm the rumors floating around.”

“A rumor?”

“I heard that the famous religion and the Cheonjimaeng will end the war. What happened?”

Before answering the rivalry, he looked at the complexion of Dong Yoo-soo.

The Geumuiwi tried to destroy the famous bridge using Cheonjimaeng.

However, the situation developed in the opposite way.

It is because the Cheonjimaeng is trying to end the war after seeing the terrible damage.

“That’s actually…”

He briefly summarized the meeting held at the Cheonji League.

“…And today I decided to negotiate an end to the war with Myungkyu. By the way, are rumors really fast?”

“It is because there are many Moorim people who interact with government officials.”

“Oh, I see. Exchange…”

There was nothing to say about the relationship.

River Lake is not an independent world as one might think.

Murim people criticized the government officials on the outside, but helped them behind the scenes.

‘Well, I’m one of them, so I have nothing to say.’

I don’t know how I got so deeply involved with the golden chair.

Now, even if I meet the golden guard, I am not as burdened as before, so I said everything.

‘Wait, but Dong Yoo-soo’s face isn’t dark?’

He should be disappointed because of Cheonji-maeng, who couldn’t do his job, but he seemed calm.

“Geumuiwi didn’t turn out the way he wanted, but his expression is brighter than I thought?”

“Of course, there are shortcomings, but I don’t think Cheonjimaeng has failed yet.”

“why? Cheonjimaeng only suffered one-sidedly.”

“Rather than that, I have a question.”

“What else?”

Dong Yu-soo stared into Yeonjeok-ha’s eyes.

I looked at him without avoiding his eyes.

Looking at the serious atmosphere, I feel like this is the main topic for some reason.

“Did Confucius Yan meet the master at Mt. Fengji?”

“So what?”

Instead of answering, Dong Yu-soo suddenly raised his right hand.

In an instant, a heavy metal sound echoed from all directions around the small room.

Iron lump. Iron lump. Iron lump. Chunk!

Surprised, the rivalry overturned the drinking table and jumped up.

Quadang.

“What are you doing!”

I let out a groaning sound.

The small window that had been rattling before I knew it was blocked tightly with an iron plate.

From the sounds coming from all directions, it was clear that the door was blocked.

It seems that I have been confined to a small room.

His anger rose, but he did not cut Dong Yu-soo.

That he was also imprisoned means that he had no intention of killing.

Dong Yoo-soo stood up leisurely and grabbed the dangling window with his hand and tore it open.

Then he hit the iron plate hard with his hand.

bang. bang.

“It’s an iron plate that works like a kimunjin. As you can see, it is cast iron that is a whopping one inch thick (about 3 cm). So don’t even think about knocking it out.”

“Why are you doing this?”

Yeonjeokha’s words became shorter.

He did not hide his discomfort from Dong Yoo-soo.

I thought they were comrades for a while, but it felt like I was hit hard in the back of the head.

“The outside of the iron plate was plastered with anti-magic tools made by the country’s best masters.”

“Oh so why?”

“That’s because the practitioner met the master.”

For a moment, there was something I guessed.

‘Did you know about the religious leader’s command from the golden chair?’

Then it makes sense.

Even Moo-deok Jang, the tenth master of the world, must be scared because he is possessed without knowing it.

“Are you saying that because you’re afraid that I’ll fall under the spell?”

Dong Yoo-soo’s eyes flashed.

I feel a little relieved that I already know the language.

Still, Dong Yoo-soo did not let go of the tension.

“Right. I risked my life to check the practitioner’s condition. From now on, I will attach one amulet to the body of the opened confucius. I hope you don’t move for both of us.”

“What kind of amulet is it?”

The young man’s expression softened.

Certainly, Dong Yu-soo was risking his own life.

If he is in the state of being possessed by the spirit of the word, he won’t survive.

Dong Yu-soo took out a piece of gourd paper from inside his bosom.

On Goehwangji, strange letters were written with blood-red injections.

“Paryeong extinction jinbu (破靈滅盡符). Other than the talisman made to break the religious leader’s command. If the practitioner is caught in the spell of the spirit, a little pain will follow.”

With his words, Dong Yu-soo pierced the Paryeong-era Jinbu like lightning into Yeonjeok-ha’s chest.

puck.

“Ugh!”

A moan escaped reflexively from his mouth.

However, when the talisman was hit and attached, all it made was the sound of pain.

Dong Yoo-soo, who had been watching with an embarrassed face, retrieved the talisman and put it back in his arms.

“If you were affected by the spirit, the amulet would have been burned along with the spirit. Unlike the others, I believed that the elders were not harmed.”

“My fist hurt more than the amulet.”

“It’s the first time I’m doing it… so let’s move on.”

Dong Yoo-soo cut the iron plate short several times with his fist.

As if that was the signal, this time the iron plates attached everywhere fell off.

The place Dong Yoo-soo led was the house next door.

Unlike the abandoned house, the next door was clean, but the alcohol and snacks were the same.

Dong Yoo-soo asked as he followed the account route in an empty glass.

“Then, let’s continue the conversation. What happened at Fengji Mountain?”

“How much do I have to say?”

Dong Yu-soo burst into laughter at Yeon Jeok-ha’s question.

“Puhaha! I’ve met many warriors of mine, but this is the first time I’ve met someone like Yeon Gongja. Be honest. Confucius Yan and we now face a common enemy. Cheonjimaeng may back down, but we will go to the end. How is the kite? I will not force you. Please tell me as far as where the practitioner wants to go.”

I was moved by the words of Dong Yu-soo, who is dating.

If he had told me to speak out, he might have hidden it.

‘It’s as far as I want to go…’

To be honest, I was pushed back by the host and came to Cheonjimaeng.

Obviously that’s how it started.

But now?

I started with the story of the eight-door-palsang-jin that is connected.

Dong Yu-soo unexpectedly accepted the story of Yukjeong Yuk-gap’s divine power and Lee Mae-mang-ryang without questioning it.

“I managed to get out of Palmun Palsangjin and met the leader. Old Sim was poisoned and needed a release. If it wasn’t for that, I would never have gone to Seonnyeoam.”

“Did the headmaster kindly cancel the contract?”

“They made a condition to bring one of the Baekdu Demons alive. I decided to do that and got the contract canceled.”

“That means…”

“That’s right. An infighting broke out in famous schools. Of course, I don’t know if the reason the leader wants to stop the war is because of infighting or some other reason.”

“also! I knew you would.”

“Did you know that?”

Yeon Jeok-ha opened his eyes wide and looked at Dong Yu-soo.

‘Gold guards know what even the musketeers don’t know? how? Only the spies know about the internal strife of the famous religion.’

“We have planted people near Jiaogu County and Mt. Fengji. It is said that four Baekduma soldiers climbed Mount Pungji a few days before the spying. What could be the reason why they should have been in Baekmasa and secretly went to Mt. Pungji? Since there was an infighting at the White Horse Temple, he must have met the leader in secret. Isn’t it?”

‘aha! Now I see that those four are ungrateful people. But why didn’t the priest kill them? It wouldn’t have been difficult if it was the inaction of Palmun Palsangjin and the leader.’

Dong Yu-soo repeatedly asked Yeon Jeok-ha, who tilted his head.

“no?”

“that’s right. What are the names of the four Baekdu Demons?”

It was too cumbersome to give a lengthy explanation of the relationship, so I just said yes.

It was because he thought that it was only necessary to know that there was an infighting between the Baekduma forces.

“Honsei Sword Demon, Evil Fire, Red Moon, Soul Blood Demon.”

Yeonjeokha’s eyes shone.

As expected, the name of ‘Red Moon’ was included.

It was clear that those four people were ungrateful.

Dong Yoo-soo, who learned about the infighting of the famous school, couldn’t stay still for a moment and his butt moved.

I want to go back quickly and tell you this good news.

Geumuiwi Namjin contributed to the founding of the Cheonjimaeng, so there was no greater contribution than this.

“The practitioner Cheon Ji-meng did not fail. If it wasn’t for Cheonjimaeng, would the famous religion cause infighting? The war with the Cheonjimaeng is what separated them.”

He nodded his head in suspense.

He said that he would interpret the internal strife of famous schools that way, but there was no reason to stop him.

In addition, if you turn the ball to Cheonjimaeng, you will also stand on your side.

“If an infighting breaks out in a famous church, we must prepare, so let’s stop.”

Dong Yu-soo, whose heart was burning, stood up from his seat.

Before the results are revealed, a report must be uploaded before it becomes public.

In his position, it was not difficult to relate the internal strife of the famous religion to Cheonjimaeng.

He stood up without hesitation even though he was young.

Before leaving, Dong Yu-soo made eye contact with Yeon Jeok-ha and said,

“The merit of the Confucius who practiced on this day is great. If Confucius Yeon had not moved Green Forest, how would the Heaven and Earth World have been created? We don’t monopolize the ball in the south. Good news will come soon.”

It is the sound of kissing because I will reward you.

“So far…”

Yeonjeokha laughed awkwardly.

There was only a tightrope walking between the general debtor and the Geumuiwi, but I don’t know what kind of windfall this is.