Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 126

Episode 126. A painful night for young people

in Shandong Province.

Meng Lin.

around dusk.

Four carriages entered the forest where the tombs of Mencius and his descendants were located.

The wagon that Yeonjeokha and his party rode.

A sigh escaped from the mouth of the younger brother who was standing next to the driver’s seat.

I couldn’t rest properly because I didn’t see the inn after leaving the lower village.

Looking at the sign titled ‘Blind Forest’, it looks like a village, but no matter how much I look at it, I can’t see the authorization.

“Mister, there doesn’t seem to be an inn here either, right?”

The director of the coachman answered while looking left and right.

“Yeah, it doesn’t sound like a lot of people. I can see the houses sparsely…”

The director was also from Henan, so the situation in Shandong was bleak.

“Then let’s rest here today. I don’t think there’s any point in going any further.”

“Good idea. It would be better to rest in an empty house than to be homeless.”

“ha!”

A shotgun trick flowed from the mouth of the Yeonjeokha.

I never thought wandering around the river would be this hard.

I thought it would be less difficult if I took a wagon, but after a month, my butt hurts.

I thought it would be over after only five sanchaes, but the land is too wide.

Isa stopped the wagon in front of the largest building nearby.

Soon after, people came out of the carriage one by one.

First of all, Geun-shik Yoo said that he was sick.

“Oops! it’s the waist My butt hurts too. There is no pain anywhere in my body.”

“What if brother Yoo is already having a hard time? I only went to one living vegetable.”

“Wow! I think I went around ten places. Isn’t that the death penalty?”

“Tsk! What’s so hard about a young guy? Namgung’s family and Noh Seon-bae don’t say much either.”

At Seol Cha-soo’s point, Yoo Geun-sik kept his mouth shut.

It was because I thought that I was too trembling in front of Namgungcheon and Simtong, the sword of Cheongwoon.

Namgungcheon looked around and murmured.

“What is this? Houses are sparsely populated, but no one can be seen.”

Of course, it might be because it was winter, but it didn’t feel like living among people.

Namgungyeon said as she moved to the hall.

“Maenglin is the tomb of the Mencius family.”

Namgungcheon hurriedly followed and asked.

“omg! So, is this all a graveyard?”

Namgoong-yeon went deep inside with a face asking what to ask for obvious words.

Yeon Jeok-ha also hurriedly followed Namgung-yeon.

Once inside, it’s definitely not a house, but a shrine.

Maengrim seems to have been well maintained and is much larger and cleaner than the previous Po family shrine.

Suddenly, I remembered the long trip to Gangnam with my sworn brothers.

I don’t know how I traveled that distance on my own two feet back then.

Seol Cha-soo and Yoo Geun-sik, Jin Seol-ha diligently traveled around the area to pick up dead trees.

After a while, Geun-sik Yoo lit a bonfire in the middle of the shrine.

As people gathered around the bonfire, Seol Cha-soo, who had become awkward for no reason, trembled.

“haha! Still, I see the virtue of Mencius.”

But no one responded to his jokes.

Except for Namgungyeon, most of them were far from Gongmaeng (孔孟), so they had nothing to say.

tadak. tadak.

Only the sound of fire burning in the shrine was heard.

Did it pass like that (15 minutes)?

Seol Cha-su, who had been sitting absent-mindedly, took out a dried rice from his backpack and put it in his mouth.

Belatedly, other people silently rummaged through the backpack.

As soon as I ate the amount of dried food that I had accumulated, I made a seat by the fire like everyone else.

Although it is said that the body is invulnerable to cold, cold places are not good for the body. My body was pushing out the cold all night, so I slept soundly and woke up feeling sad.

It goes without saying that people with high levels of inaction took their seats on the side of the Buddha. It is only in the family that it is okay to make concessions because the position is high.

Yeonjeokha Simtong and Namgungcheon siblings are the innermost ones.

In the meantime, where the warmth reached, Seol Cha-su and the others reluctantly intervened.

how much time has passed

Yeon Jeok-ha, who was forcibly trying to close his eyes, raised his upper body.

“ah! itchy! It’s itchy!”

He scratched his body like he couldn’t stand it.

As soon as it was warmed by the campfire, the fleas began to work in earnest.

My heart ached as I lay down and watched the pulsating Yeonjeokha.

Fleas were a part of his life.

It could be something I got used to, or it could be that my senses have become dull due to old age. Whatever the reason, the heartache was bearable, so I was able to laugh while watching Yeonjeokha.

Seol Cha-soo and Yoo Geun-sik, Jin Seol-ha, were also itchy, but they just kept their mouths shut and scratched.

In the case of Namgungcheon, she only tosses and turns from time to time due to her experience of going to Gangho for more than ten years.

However, Namgung-yeon, who grew up beautifully, was different.

Unable to withstand the constant barrage of fleas, she raised herself up.

There must be something wrong with the shrine.

Otherwise, there would be no way I would suddenly feel itchy today!

‘Why are there fleas?’

Namgung-yeon’s beautiful Ami, who was looking around the shrine, frowned.

I saw a pile of mats abandoned in the corner.

Things that I couldn’t see well because it was dark came into my eyes when I looked with interest.

It must have been used by beggars recently.

In a word, it is the wrong place.

‘ha!’

Namgoongyeon let out a sigh and quietly left the room.

It’s wrong to sleep well at this rate, so I’m thinking of taking a walk.

Namgoongyeon, who had circled the area, hesitated.

I saw four people squatting in front of the door of the shrine.

They were Yeon Jeok-ha and Seol Cha-su.

Nam Gung-yeon, who met the eyes of the four of you, smiled without realizing it.

It seems that only the young people who have no experience going to Kang Ho have a painful night.

Yeon Jeok-ha, who just happened to meet Namgung-yeon’s eyes, jumped up.

“Where have you been?”

“walk.”

“Wow. I can’t sleep because I’m itchy. There weren’t that many fleas even on wild vegetables. I think this is just a flea den.”

“Looks like someone used it recently. I saw a few mats in the corner.”

“I must have been a very dirty person. I’ve been homeless many times, but today is the worst.”

Yeonjeokha shook his head excitedly.

Jin Seol-ha, who was watching the conversation between the two, quietly stood up.

“Hey, did you come out because of the fleas too?”

“…”

After a moment of silence, Namgoongyeon replied.

“is it so.”

Normally, I wouldn’t have responded.

But tonight, perhaps because I was going through a similar struggle, the wall in my heart softened.

For the first time, Jinseol-ha, who succeeded in a conversation, mustered up the courage to speak again and again.

“I’m having a hard time with Kang Ho-haeng for the first time. How is Sojeo?”

“me too.”

Even though it was a short answer, Jinseolha put strength on her shoulders for no reason.

He was even proud of himself for being able to have a normal conversation with Namgung-yeon.

After Namgung-yeon accepted it, Seol Cha-soo and Yoo Geun-sik began talking to her bit by bit.

Maybe because it was a place with people of similar age, Namgung-yeon gradually melted into the crowd. Of course, the answer was still short answer.

At dawn, the five exhausted men went inside and fell asleep.

the next morning.

I woke up from my sleep to the loud noise of tyranny.

My eyes were sore because I went to bed late.

I forcibly opened my unopened eyes and looked around, what was this?

The inside and outside of the shrine were full of beggars.

The number seemed to be over fifty.

Beggars were sitting spread out here and there shaking off or catching fleas on their bodies.

Seeing it reminded me of last night’s nightmare, and my body itched again.

“Oh what.”

When Yeon Jeok-ha cried, his heartache approached.

“Princess Confucius, a group of beggars rushed in recklessly. If you just tell me, I’ll do it all…”

The reason why Shimtong didn’t fix the beggars was purely because he was aware of the younger brother.

just as expected?

He shook his head while frowning.

“Leave it. We were going anyway.”

The rest of the people who fell asleep late in the commotion caused by the beggars came and went one by one.

Jin Seol-ha and Namgung-yeon were frightened when they saw the beggars filling the shrine. It’s not because she’s scared, it’s a face that’s mentally shocked.

I laughed out loud at Namgung-yeon’s weak appearance, seeing him for the first time.

The itchiness all over her body that had been bothering her a little while ago disappeared in one blow.

It’s time for Yeon Jeok-ha and his party to pack their belongings.

A clean-dressed beggar in his fifties approached and greeted him.

“ha ha ha. There are many examples of this since morning. I am using Maengrim as the base of openness in Chuseong. I am a reciter of Chuseong Bunta. Where are the guests?”

Baek-ui-gae Seochang broke into the shrine late and pretended to be the owner.

Heartache looked him up and down and asked with a displeased face.

“Why do you say that Mr. Maeng’s grave is yours when you say you are a teacher?”

“Ahaha! Didn’t I tell you? It’s been a while since I used this place in the opening of Chuseong. But isn’t it okay to talk like that in the first meeting?”

“joy! I don’t think you’re the one who believes in the number of heads and puts your head anywhere.”

For a moment, Seochang narrowed his eyes.

I put up with all sorts of flat words, but they said it was a point-and-shoot, and now they are even swearing at me. It is also in the blind forest, which can be called an open master’s room.

‘Don’t you see the open roads in this old man’s eyes?’

There are more than 50 people in the shrine alone, and more than 200 people in the entire forest. Not all of them are masters, but they can rob at least one of them.

And yet, such a mad attitude?

Even in the midst of his anger, Seochang looked closely at the old man and his companions.

‘huh? Doesn’t anyone look surprised?’

Openness and disputes arose, but everyone remained calm.

There is even a kid who is frowning with an annoyance at all.

Seochang, feeling a bit burdened, asked politely.

“Are you famous?”

He assumed that a group of famous religious leaders were on their way somewhere. Unless you’re a famous school, you won’t be able to be so confident in the blind forest.

Then the heartache screamed.

“this guy! Do we look like such lesser assholes! What a crazy crab!”

Seochang’s mouth fell open.

There would be no one in the world who would say that Myung-gyo were ‘lesser idiots’.

“If it’s false, don’t go round and round and say it clearly! Who are you?”

Simtong pointed with one hand at Yeonjeokha and said.

“Our Confucius’ great name is Yeonjeokha! Let’s be the total patrol of the green forest! He is like the grim reaper to famous cultists!”

“Huh! Are you saying that Confucius is really a green forest patrol? So, do you have a heartache too?”

“Yes! How dare you intrude into the bed where Confucius is sleeping. If it hadn’t been for Confucius’ orders, all of you would have died by my hand.”

Along with the words, the heartache poured out the life that had been suppressed.

Tsutsutsutsu -.

Seochang, who was nearby, had his hair on end and choked on his breath.

The opening room guards who were arrogant inside the shrine could not stand the pressure and collapsed one after another.

dump. Seoksuk…

Seochang, who had been resisting by raising his air power alone, spoke with difficulty.

“Stop that. Openness is not your enemy.”

It was only then that Heartache withdrew the energy of the fake murder.

Seochang, who had barely been freed from the intangible pressure, gasped for breath and alternately looked at heartaches and drops of blood.

‘I can’t believe there was such a master in Green Forest!’

Even though it is a total patrol, it is more than I have heard of the inaction of heartache that follows him like a shadow.