Heavenly Inquisition Sword

Episode 199. Do you know anyone who does a half-role round?

When Gu Cheon-no-do’s heartache brought out Nokdam-pyeong, Yeonjeok-ha sat down on the edge of the rock where he used to sit.

The muddy water of the Yellow River flowed as if nothing had happened even after swallowing the two of them.

I didn’t really want to keep him alive, but when he suddenly died, I felt strange.

That must be why Nokdampyeong was beaten up after being absent-minded.

“Old Sim.”

“yes.”

The heart pain, which had been gripping Nokdampyeong on one side, rushed to the side of Yeonjeokha.

“Last night my dream was troubled. Find out what’s wrong with your brothers.”

“Shall we recognize only five or ten girls? Or…”

Heartache glanced at Yeonjeokha’s profile.

The old heartache didn’t want to scratch the side leg even for him.

To be honest, the people of Namgung Se are more dangerous than the Five Bon 10 girls who work in the upper room.

He hoped that the soft-hearted Yeon Jeok-ha would not suffer from the loss of someone dear to him.

“Is there anything special with Namgungse? The Justice League is not alone.”

“That’s true, but famous religious people are so bizarre.”

Even the twelve horses alone was enough to lightly steam and eat chilli pie.

“I heard that you shouldn’t worry about 5 Bon 10 Girls, but the Namgung family is going to take care of it quite a bit, right? Since when did you take care of Jeongpa more than Nokrim?”

“Oops! Are you taking more? Whoever hears will misunderstand. Obongsipgeol’s enemy is a third-class breakwater, but isn’t Namgung’s enemy famous? Anyway, I was afraid that Confucius would have something to worry about later.”

“Isn’t it because Old Man Sim’s hands and feet are itching?”

“Hehe. To be honest, there is a little bit of that.”

A heartache scratched his head.

Learning the martial arts of heaven and earth and living in the Yellow River was so painful that moths could not bear it.

“Tsk tsk! At least develop your skills enough to face the Twelve Horsemen and say that. I don’t want to mess around with Old Man Shim.”

“Even now, there is no problem with the Twelve Horsemen. It’s because monsters are a little burdensome.”

“You sound like a burden. When he sees a monster, he runs away.”

He said with a saddened expression.

“Confucius, to be honest, even the long masters of the Chillpai Gate will run away from the monsters. That’s what it’s worth.”

“Okay, so use that useful inaction to find out if things are going well for your brothers. Even if the news of the Justice League stays still, there is a lot of talk about it here and there, so you don’t have to go out of your way.”

“Oh, that’s right.”

Heartache shook his head.

Certainly, the news of the Justice League could be known enough just by listening to it at the inn.

At times like this, I really think that running an inn is a trick.

So you can sit still and listen to the world go by.

Missisecond (1:00 p.m.).

When it was lunchtime, Yeon Jeok-ha and Sim-tong got up from their seats.

Eyes flashed in the eyes of the heartache as he walked to the inn.

Someone was screaming loudly in the inn.

“Hehe. Confucius. It looks like some idiot is making a fuss again.”

Sambo-bang and Cheonhwa-bang had their hands off, but sometimes the town officials would babble at the inn.

Even if it’s not a heartache, I notice that it’s been well since I’ve been grunting.

“Don’t even think about killing me or making me sick. Busa Cheon (Busa Cheonryangji, Adverb of Anchalsa) says that Pojeongsa (overseeing the civil and financial affairs of the province) is looking into our inn. If you get into an accident, you might have to go back to Mt. Obong.”

Regardless of the faction, if you go against the government, your life will be twisted.

I didn’t want to throw away the inn life that I had just started.

“Don’t worry. I’m not just killing anyone. I only kill those who deserve to die.”

“know. The problem is that there are many people who deserve to die. Let’s kill a little bit of blood. Should I, young, tell Old Sim not to be bloody? Don’t you think it’s changed?”

“Confucius is too kind.”

“Don’t talk like that in front of other people. A few days ago, a merchant stopped eating and called me like Asura. I saw you as a guest.”

“dare! Did you say that to Confucius? Which side are you from? I’m going to go and rip him upside down.”

“If you knew who I was, would you have said that? It happened while they were talking about Jeongju among themselves. So in the future, don’t say things like being kind or being weak. Because your face is hot.”

Earlier, when he said to Nok Dam-pyeong, ‘Confucius’s heart is soft’, he was also embarrassed.

Normally, Nokdampyeong couldn’t even make eye contact with himself.

Since the impostors drowned today, they haven’t even breathed.

He will see himself as the grim reaper.

Are you a grim reaper with a soft heart? It is truly the best of nonsense.

Meanwhile, the turmoil inside grew louder.

In the end, my head was white, but my bloody heartache entered the inn first.

Heartache immediately dragged the man in fancy clothes and disappeared somewhere.

Yeonjeokha, who entered the inn, sat by the window and called Sangdo closer.

“Yes, Confucius.”

“Who was the one who was making noise just now?”

“He said that his father was Gae Gaeseong Anchalsa, but that must be a lie, right?”

Yeonjeokha frowned.

Anchalsa is a high-ranking official in Jeongsampum, who is in charge of the province’s judiciary and supervision.

He was also the superior of Cheonryangji, the adverb of Jeongsapum Anchalsa.

“Why did you make a fuss?”

“At first, I was fooling around with Nam So-jeo.”

“creation?”

“Yeah, I’ve been fiddling with it for a while. I think half an hour (1 hour) is like that. Still, when someone else didn’t accept it, they patted my butt and giggled.”

“Crazy…”

“So what did the other guy say? Suddenly, hair came out of the fish soup, and it made a fuss.”

“No companions?”

“yes. Seeing him walking around alone, I’m sure he’s not the son of Anchalsa. Yes?”

I laughed at the love affair.

Seeing that he keeps asking, it seems that the word Ahnchalsa’s son takes a long time.

After about a meal (about 30 minutes), a heartache came in, shaking my hand.

He slumped down in the seat across from Yeonjeokha with a carefree face.

“You didn’t come here to kill me, did you?”

“Oops! It can’t be. I threw it away on the way to the opening.”

“How many times did you hit me?”

“I didn’t do it too badly. I only broke both arms lightly in the barak barak. I didn’t touch my leg to get home.”

broke both arms

It’s not excessive considering the usual heartache in my hands, but it still bothered me.

“Doesn’t he say that he is the son of Anchalsa?”

“Did you hear that too? He shouted that he was the eldest son. Those who spread genealogy hit the snout right away because the placenta is a lie. It wasn’t until my front teeth fell out that I stopped talking nonsense.”

“Did you even break your teeth?”

“The nose also seemed to have sunk a little. Isn’t that the level of aegyo on this floor?”

Heartache calmly picked up the chopsticks.

It is not uncommon for people to have their arms broken and their noses slumped in the midst of green forest roads.

Didn’t Muyoung Shintu and Baek Gyo, who attacked Yeon Jeok Ha a few years ago, have their faces crushed?

‘What is he going to do these days?’

Sim Tong suddenly wondered how Baek Gyo was doing.

Of course, not out of pure intent, but because I want to brag about my achievements to him.

“What if he really is the son of Anchalsa?”

“There’s no way a guy like Anchalsa’s son could walk around alone, right?”

The heartache was a face that made no sense.

In fact, if you are the son of Anchalsa, it is correct to wear an escort.

“Is that so?”

I decided to trust the judgment of Shimtong, who had a lot of experience in dating.

“Who am I? Just by looking at the top plate, you can tell whether this guy is a mistress or a son of a rich man. That bastard’s father would be the acting chief of the upper division.”

“The clothes look classy.”

“Those who only believe in their parents’ wealth and act recklessly will come to their senses only when they are beaten.”

“I was wondering if you wanted to, but didn’t you steal the money?”

“I got a little bit for the trouble. Because I drove him half way to the opening.”

“Ah, so you broke your arms, broke your teeth, hung your nose, and then ripped off money?”

“I learned everything from Confucius.”

“Did I say that?”

“Ah, what are you so surprised about? Didn’t Confucius also get money after knocking on a fan?”

“What nonsense! I’ve only received damages. I didn’t steal money by saying trouble and what!”

Yeonjeokha jumped up.

He received compensation for having his wagon drowned in a river or destroyed. I don’t know why that story is jumping out of my heartache right now.

He said the heartache was insignificant.

“Compensation or labor cost, it’s 50 foot and 10 foot. I also have to diligently collect money to keep track of the bases…”

“You old man! What if a customer breaks a bone with a little trick and steals money! Are you going to take responsibility if the restaurant’s reputation deteriorates and there are fewer customers? Do you know what Obong Mountain is here?”

When Yeon Jeok-ha raised his voice, Nam Su-gyeong quickly approached him.

“Yeong Confucius. I don’t know what’s going on, but please lower the volume. Why are you angry?”

“This old man dragged the guest away…”

I couldn’t bear to reveal the whole truth, so I ended with “I hit you.”

Nam Soo-kyung was taken aback by the fact that he hit her.

“oh! really? Sim old. Still, he was our guest, but it was too harsh.”

“What about guests? You don’t have to accept the truth.”

“…”

Nam Soo-kyung couldn’t refute because all of them were for her sake.

It was true that the man had crossed the line.

At first, he flirted lightly, but as time went on, he became more and more like a parakho.

Grandpa was away, so if he had seen it, he might have grabbed the back of his neck and collapsed.

Nam Soo-kyung, who hesitated, returned to his place.

I finished my meal after showing my eyes to the love heartache.

Whatever happens will happen anyway.

Shimtong’s hands were excessive, but considering what he had done, it was hard to say anything.

Yeon Jeok-ha, who had been eating fish soup in silence, raised his head.

“Old Sim.”

“yes?”

“Still, let’s not get paid for our troubles in the future. I’m not even a ronin, so what’s the cost of labor?”

“Will the compensation be okay?”

Yeonjeokha touched his forehead with his empty hand.

The heat rushed through his head with the palm of his hand.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m really curious about the heartache.

“Grunt! Whoever causes damage must be compensated. Unless you’re escorting for money like the ronin people, don’t even mention the cost of your hard work. Asking for money for hard work after beating a fan to their heart’s content is something that only works in Obongsan.”

“Yes, I will definitely do it in the future.”

He lowered his sly head.

It’s not ‘I won’t do it in the future’, but I will definitely do it.

“Don’t be too hard on yourself to save money. If you don’t have enough money to live on, I can give you more.”

The serial killer gently incited the heartache.

It was better than having an old man run around having an accident.

Considering his age, the money he lent him could be repaid quickly.

“it’s okay. I plan to prepare slowly, not in a hurry.”

“Are you okay with your age? If you’re old Sim, you can save money and go hooked.”

“Hehe. I’m thinking of aiming for Banro Hwandong.”

“Half what?”

“They say that if you deepen your realm, you can actually become younger. I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but it seems like the hair below my ears is growing black these days.”

“Ah, that can’t be. Do you know that anyone can do a half-role round?”

Even so, he carefully examined the hair below the ears of the heartache.

If he really thinks he will exchange money, he will never do money transactions.