Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 877

Episode 877. Did I say fire moth?

Southern directness.

Hefei.

Aesinru.

Five men entered the largest and most splendid Aesin Pavilion in Hefei’s entertainment district.

Their clothes were stained with grime from the long journey, and dust flew every time they moved, but no one cursed at them.

No, swearing aside, if their eyes met, they would quietly lower their eyes.

Anyone who sees men who look like demons carrying various weapons will do that.

Aesinru’s mistress hurriedly went out to meet her when the atmosphere in Giru cooled.

“Ho Ho. Welcome. May I take you to the best room in Aesinru?”

Even at a loss, she intended to welcome these ugly-looking guests into the VIP room. This is so that other guests can play comfortably.

At the proposal of the mistress, Geum-woo, a bloodless ghost, turned his attention to Jong Ri-mok, the blood emperor, the owner of Jeokryongchae.

Unlike others, Jongrimok, who likes noisy places, immediately shook his head.

Then, Geum-wu gestured at the mistress and said,

“Our elders do not like stuffy closed rooms. Please guide me to an open, cool seat.”

The proprietress was annoyed, but did not show it and directed the guests to a seat in the center.

When the Jeokryongchae bandits and Yeonmubaek settled down in the center, the atmosphere in Giru subsided.

The proprietress, biting her lip, raised the resting musicians and dancers to the stage again.

ding. dating. Ding-!

A dancer in see-through clothes swayed to the chilhyeongeum melody.

Only then did the atmosphere begin to come alive little by little.

As the voices of the whisperers rose, the conversation in the next seat came into my ears.

“I heard that the Seok Daehyup Cheongseong faction petitioned to designate Yeonjeokha as a Murim official. Is that true?”

“…it’s true.”

Master Seok Jin-mu of Cheonjimun nodded.

Not long ago, the Qingsheng faction said, ‘Yeon Jeok-ha broke the three-year contract with Sasaroi and destroyed the shrine of the famous religious cult of the country, so we must kill him for the sake of the cause.’

“Am I really going to declare Yeon Jeok Ha as a Moorim Gong in Hocheon Mang?”

“That will be difficult. The shaman faction under the enemy will oppose it, and the relationship with the South, as well as with the green forest, will deteriorate.”

“Then why did the Qingsheng faction order such an unreasonable order?”

“If you don’t do that right away, you’re about to be killed by the Demonic Cult, so it must be something like that.”

“Still, aren’t the Qingsheng faction the main pillar of the Hocheon League? To stand on the side of the Demonic Cult instead of fighting back… That doesn’t sound like much.”

“Will the Demonic Cult suddenly come and die? will you stand by my side? If so, what would Haengsu Jang say?”

“A humble merchant like me, of course, should bend. But isn’t the Cheongseong faction one of the Chilpa sects and the Daemun faction leading the Moorim?”

“That’s something I don’t know. It’s the first time the Qingsheng faction is new, so I’m going to curse at the Qingsheng faction… but I think it will be different once the Demonic Cult moves in earnest.”

“Are you saying that more sects will stand on the side of the Demonic Cult?”

“The Demonic Cult is a difficult opponent even if the entire Hocheon League rushes at it. Not only individual clans, but also the Sichuan Murim are not opponents. Really ‘do you die? In other words, they are at the crossroads of ‘do you live?’. Is there a difference between a merchant and a soldier in the will to live?”

“When you say that, I think my thoughts were short.”

In-guk Haeng-soo readily admitted his mistake.

It’s because there’s no way you can think of death casually as an unmanned person.

Yeon Mu-baek listened to the stories of the people sitting next to him and turned his gaze to the other side.

There, too, they were talking about the Demonic Cult.

It was quite a burdensome story for Yeon Mu-baek to hear about Yeon Jeok-ha.

He only hoped that he would not change his mind and kill himself and return to Hanam.

Jongrimok, who was staring at the smoke bag with strange eyes, said.

“You have a face full of fear. Are you afraid I will kill you and return to below freezing?”

“I can’t say no.”

“Puhahaha! It’s called Giu (杞憂). Grab the person in Green Forest and ask him. Who is more terrifying, Tae Sang-ho or the Demonic Cult? If there are ten, all ten will be called Taesanghobeop.”

“…”

Yeon Mu-baek looked at Jong-ri-mok with absurd eyes.

The Demonic Cult is an absolute source of evil and a symbol of fear that will never happen again in Murimsa.

Are you afraid of the enemy enemy more than that kind of Demonic Cult?

It was a story that was hard to believe for him who had met Yeonjeokha several times.

“Tae Sang-ho is indeed a scary person. If it offends them, they will turn anyone against them into powder.”

In fact, the word ‘made of powder’ originated from the fight against the Twelve Horses. After seeing the monsters killed by him disappear into powder, people said, ‘The younger enemy turns people into powder’.

Jongnimok shook his head as if the thought of it was terrifying, and continued talking.

“I single-handedly struck and killed the Twelve Horsemen, and single-handedly invaded Myeongwanggyo and grabbed one of the Four Great Gods as if taking out something from my pocket. Imagine that you have lost that kind of Tae Sang-ho law. Do you think you can sleep comfortably?”

“But like they said, if I ever meet the Demonic Cult, I think I’ll join the Demonic Cult, even if it’s just to survive.”

“Khehehehe! Anyway, the word green is only then. Even I, who say that I am afraid of the Tae Sang-ho Act now, will curse the Tae Sang-ho Act when I meet the Demonic Cult.”

At those words, Yeonmubaek was rather relieved.

It is because now, far away from Sichuan, they will be afraid of Yeonjeokhe.

Geumwoo intervened.

“Anyway, it seems that the Cheongseong faction is out of luck now. Since you openly flirted with Tae Sang-ho law like that… Tae Sang-ho law won’t let you go, right?”

“joy! The priority is for Tae Sang-ho to survive at the hands of the Demonic Cult. When Tae Sang-ho dies, the Jung Sa faction will stand up like a swarm of bees and say that he is an enemy of Moorim.”

“Oops. I don’t know why the Demonic Cult suddenly couldn’t catch and eat Tae Sang-ho? It’s not good luck, but the green forest is treated like an enemy. I want to know what English this is.”

“Something happened that we don’t know about. Isn’t Tae Sang-ho a great man who acts so arbitrarily?”

Jongnimok poured alcohol into his mouth and made a promise to himself.

‘I have to quickly pass the smoke bag and go back before the sparks fly into the red dragon cage.’

Meeting with him was a bit burdensome because he was going to destroy the sect related to Tae Sang-ho in the Demonic Cult.

***

That afternoon.

Blood Emperor and Jeokryongchae’s thieves visited Namgung family with Yeonmubaek.

Namgung Sanho, the head of the Namgung family, took the blood emperor and his party to Cheonramsochuk.

Jongrimok bowed his head deeply as soon as his eyes met Yeonjeokha.

“The owner of Jeokryongchae, Jongrimok, the blood relative, greets Tae Sanghobeop!”

“It’s called Geumwoo, a bloodless ghost that belongs to you! Seeing Tae Sang-ho’s face…”

“Enough. Why are you so late?”

Yeon Jeok-ha frowned as if he was displeased.

Then, Geum-woo hurriedly made an excuse on behalf of the blood.

“We went to Mt. Cheongseong, but at that time Tae Sang-ho was no longer there. So…”

“Did I ask you?”

At Yeonjeokha’s words, Geumwu shrugged his shoulders and kept his mouth shut.

I came to Namjikryeseong, but I couldn’t praise it, but I was dumbfounded when I said that I was late.

‘Bitch. That’s why it’s out of the eyes of the Demonic Cult… It’s a pity. Get lost!’

Geum-wu, who had been cursing inwardly, turned his gaze to Jongrimok.

Considering his usual personality, it was not strange even if he used a knife.

just as expected?

Its eyes were on the verge of flipping over.

The moment Geum-woo, startled, tried to dissuade Jong-ri-mok, his eyes returned to their original position.

“I didn’t know you left Mt. Cheongseong, so I stopped by there and was late. Please forgive me.”

“It’s a trivial thing, so I’ll forgive you. But no matter how much I think about it, there is something I don’t understand. If I had known Waryong Swordsman was my older brother, I should have sent him on the spot. Why did you drag him alive like a dog? Did I look easy on you in your eyes as the Demonic Cult bastards opened their bowls? Is that why you asked me to come and take you if you are confident?”

In an instant, the dragon’s mouth opened wide.

Words are ‘ah’ different and ‘uh’ different.

He did it to show condescension, not to mean ‘take him if you have confidence’.

This was nothing more than grabbing a pod to torment oneself.

‘I’ll release the smoke bag and pretend I don’t know…’

Anyway, he wouldn’t have been able to care about the smoke bag because he was dealing with the demonic cult.

But to come back and be humiliated!

‘Such a stupid bastard! I’m not looking for you here. I stuck my head in the tiger’s mouth! Even if you die, it’s cheap! It’s cheap even if you die!’

When Jongrimok blamed himself for his foolishness, Yeonjeokha said.

“Seeing that you can’t answer, I guess I’m right.”

“no. He was Tae Sang-ho’s brother, so he was kept alive as a courtesy.”

Jongnimok put down his face and threw out whatever came out of his mouth.

“Yes. innocent type. Didn’t this person just harass you?”

“Uh…”

In response to the sudden question, Yeonmubaek inadvertently nodded.

It’s because they’ve traveled together for a long time and become a little affectionate, even though they have a fearsome blood relationship.

Then, the rivalry opened the frowning face.

“Then I will forgive you. uncles Do you know how much trouble I suffered because of you guys? Since I lived in the backcountry of the Demonic Gyoya, I can understand even if they run rampant like thunder-naked monkeys. It’s because I’m ignorant. I have to be broad-minded to understand. But aren’t you guys? I couldn’t even eat properly because I thought I was ignored by the men. Do you know that filthy feeling of being hungry but having no appetite?”

“…”

Jongnimok couldn’t come to his senses because his head was tangled with all sorts of thoughts.

The Demonic Cult came running to kill them, but they couldn’t eat because they were angry.

The content is obviously bullshit, but looking at the serious face, it’s real.

He tried to distinguish the false from the words of the younger brother, but the more he tried, the more his head became blank.

“…Still, I’m a little angry that you did it to honor Moobaek hyung. thank you. No matter how many men told me to beat them to death, I didn’t want to do that because they were old friends. go see See you next time with something nice.”

As Jongnimok stood there stunned, Geumwu lightly grabbed his elbow.

“Chaeju?”

Jong Ri-mok, who finally came to his senses, asked like a green forest head before leaving.

“Then why is the Demonic Cult impatient because it couldn’t catch and eat Tae Sang-ho?”

“Ah, they killed my agenda. Those who attacked the superiors in Henan were the Demonic Cults. So I dried up Mr. Jokjok who stands out. so don’t worry about it Tell the head of the household not to worry about it either.”

“Seeing that even the head of the Demonic Cult came down from Heaven… I guess you dried a lot of seeds?”

“Oh, a lot. I’m still, but they keep attacking me like moths. Did I say fire moth?”

“yes.”

“Yes, it’s a fire moth! I’m sick of those fire moths. I don’t know why, as a victim, I keep attacking to die.”

“….”

Jongnimok raised both hands and feet at Taesanghobeop’s opportunity to call the demonic religion a fire moth.

‘her! I hear people say I’m crazy about blood, but I can’t keep up with Tae Sang-ho’s madness.’

Jong Ri-mok, who had stuck his tongue out inwardly, sincerely surrendered to him.

Whether it’s madness, bullying, or lies, no one will follow Tae Sang-ho’s law.