Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 821

Episode 821. Namgung- yeon, who was the owner of Samjeong Prosecutor’s Office

and was holding a baby, laughed at her brother’s words.

Namgung-cheon secretly revealed his true intentions by saying, ‘Today, no one will be able to take down a famous religious leader with martial arts or power.’

He hurriedly said, ‘You are an exception, younger enemy’, but that must have been done out of consideration for the younger enemy’s pride.

The experiences in the Savior are too far-fetched to even think about.

So it would be useless to talk a hundred times about what kind of existence he was there.

It is at this time that one hundred questions is equal to one view.

“Hey enemy. It’s been a while since I met my older brother, so come treat me to a meal at Seongdo.”

Then, Namgungcheon waved his hand and declined.

“It’s okay to open. People laugh when you go 120 li (about 50 kilometers) to have a meal.”

If it is 120 li, it takes two days to go back and forth by carriage.

Don’t you know if you’re a person who risked your life for gastronomy or if there’s something special going on in Chengdu?

I couldn’t move that long distance in the middle of winter just to have a meal.

But what is this?

As if it was going to happen any time soon, Yeon Jeok-ha was excited and his hips moved.

“Yeon-ah, stay here. i’m really fine Food is served well with an inn of this size.”

“Ayy, but you can’t compare to the Saints. Brother, I will take care of you.”

“It’s because time is wasted. My father is eagerly awaiting news. If they find out that I went to Chengdu to have a meal, they will be outraged.”

That was true without exaggeration.

Sword King Namgung Byeok couldn’t leave Hebi because of the Southern Alliance, but he was thirsty for news of Namgungyeon.

“Brother, it won’t take long. I’ll be there in 15 minutes.”

“Ei Do Kang-eon is one piece. Even if a saint goes by carriage, it is only one day. Moreover, when the snow is piled up like now, it takes a day and a half even if it is not possible.”

At the words of a day and a half, Yeonjeokha jumped up and grabbed Namgungcheon by the arm.

“Come soon, bro. Wake up.”

“Oh, that’s because it doesn’t really work. You can eat a little here.”

Namgungcheon resisted, but could not withstand the force of Yeonjeokha.

I pushed the back of Namgungcheon, who was in a relationship, and went out to the floor.

Even after being dragged to the floor, Namgungcheon seldom tried to put on shoes.

In the end, Yeon Jeok-ha went down to the yard first and made a cloud with the fortune-telling technique.

Whirling-.

Seeing the clouds gathering under Yeonjeokha’s feet, Namgungcheon shouted.

“Yeon Ah! What is that?”

Yeonjeokha replied with a triumphant face.

“Your brother, Jecheon Daeseong, said that he rode the Geun-Du-Woon, right? This is similar. You can go to the Chengdu in just one step, so come down.”

“Is it really possible for people to ride on clouds? Aren’t you kidding me?”

Even so, Namgungcheon put on the shoes with a curious face.

“You’ll know if it’s a joke or not if you stand next to me.”

Namgungcheon hesitantly stood shoulder to shoulder with Yeon Jeokha.

Yeonjeokha briefly explained the fortune-telling technique for the first time riding on a cloud.

“The cloud made of spirit energy is a state of being one with us. So you can rest assured that you won’t lose your balance and fall. Oh, of course, until I was directly shocked.”

“What if you are shocked?”

“At that time, since you will lose control of your spiritual energy, everything will be resolved, right?”

“You mean falling?”

“Yes.”

“It’s scary.”

“Brother, if you want to shock me, you have to lift and throw at least a mountain.”

“Then it’s a bit reassuring.”

As Namgungcheon’s hardened face relaxed, Yeonjeokha slowly flew up.

“uh! uh! uh! really floats! float!”

“I told you. It’s like the Geundumun that Jecheon Daeseong rides on.”

Namgungcheon stomped his feet like a child and even touched clouds with his hands.

“Hey! I can’t feel anything under my feet, but it really doesn’t fall off? This is what it feels like to ride a cloud! If you catch it, it scatters like smoke, so how can you burn people?”

As Namgungcheon exclaimed, a city appeared under their feet.

arrived at the sanctuary.

After a while, a lump of cloud settled down on the outskirts of the castle.

Before long, Yeonjeokha and Namgungcheon came down from the clouds. The tightly packed clouds soon dissipated shapelessly like fog.

“Wow!”

Namgungcheon opened her mouth wide like a person from Kkangchon and looked around left and right.

Of course, what surprised him was not the splendor of the city, but the space itself.

I was in Mt. Cheongseong a while ago, but it’s a saint!

Everything her sister had told her about the Savior was true.

“Yeon Ah. When can you show me the Nine Heaven Swordsman?”

“yes.”

“You said it was huge?”

“It’s about 10 sheets (about 30 meters).”

“scary. Is that in your body?”

Namgungcheon looked up and down at Yeonjeok-hyeon with her eyes wide open.

As a prosecutor, his interest had shifted from Unjongsul to Gucheongeomryeong.

“It’s in nine veins.”

“So it’s the Nine Heaven Swordsman?”

“That’s it.”

As we walked and chatted, we came to a bustling street.

The streets of Missi-cho (1:00 p.m.) were crowded with people, perhaps thanks to the warm sunlight.

Since even the castle came out, I found the largest and most colorful spot to match.

Just in time, a restaurant with a signboard reading Samcheongak caught my eye.

The size of the building is large, but the taste is also excellent when you see the crowded guests.

He led Namgungcheon, who had a rivalry, there.

As the two entered, Jeom So-yi, who appeared to be in her twenties, quickly approached and bowed her head.

“Welcome to Samcheongak, where the eyes, ears and mouth are delighted. I’ll take you inside!”

Eventually, Jeom So-yi, who stood up, strode inside without a chance to speak.

Others had already taken the good seats, so Yeon Jeok-ha and Namgung-cheon were guided to seats in a corner.

As the two sat down with puzzled faces, Jeom So-yi poured tea into an empty cup and asked.

“What would you like?”

Yeonjeokha, who decided to treat Namgungcheon, spoke briefly.

“Since we brought a special guest, let’s serve it with a dish that this house is good at.”

“All of our Samcheongak dishes are delicious, but today, Damdammyeon (noodles) Soryongpo (dumplings) Gusugye (cold chicken) Hoegwayuk (spicy pork dish) Mochae (spicy soup dish) Hongsouyuk (beef) Danchoban (egg) Fried rice) I recommend tanchoreo (carp soup).”

As expected, the process of taking orders is quite sophisticated, as expected from a store in a big city.

Yeonjeokha, who nodded, spoke boldly.

“Bring them all!”

“Yes, if so, I’ll post the Damdam-myeon Soryongpo Gusu-gye Hwaguk Mochae Hongso Beef Danchoban Tangchoreo soon. Please wait a moment.”

Jeomsoi bowed deeply and went back.

Yeonjeokha said with an admiring face.

“This is one of the best things I have ever seen. For a Moorim person, he would be a master in his 100s.”

“I know. By the way, it’s only the two of us, so isn’t it too much?”

“haha! My older brother has come a long way, but I have to treat him like this. That’s what I brought you out.”

Yeonjeokha laughed heartily.

In Kuju, each of the great masters is one body, but that level of cooking is such a big deal!

After a while, the dishes we ordered were brought to the table.

Vegetables that had not even been ordered came out, filling the table with colorful food.

It was said that it was a three-thousand angle where the ‘eyes’, ‘ears’, and ‘mouth’ could be enjoyed, and it looked really good.

When Yeon Jeok-ha and Namgung-cheon were eating a meal, they heard the sound of a geomungo.

I looked away with the cumulative chicken salad in my mouth.

Surprisingly, in the center of this floor, a beautiful young lady was riding a seven string.

This time it seems to please the ears.

As the sound of the geomungo resonated, the chattering guests also lowered their voices.

Namgungcheon murmured with an admiring face.

“Ah, there are restaurants like this in Hebi, but they don’t play the seven strings. Really great.”

When the performance was over, the young lady took the gold and stood up.

The decent atmosphere of Samcheongak was just there.

One of the middle-aged people occupying a window seat gestured to Jeom So-yi.

“Yes Nari.”

“Our Moonlord wants to see that lady. Bring him.”

“Come on, great deal. I’m sorry, but Sang-yeop and So-je are not our Samcheongak people.”

“what are you talking about?”

“I’m only supposed to play gold, so I won’t come to the guests’ table.”

“Look at this bastard? what is your name?”

The middle-aged man, Kwak Sam-go, came out with swear words right away.

“It’s called Mawon.”

Mawon let out a long sigh.

Even today, it seems that the customers who are attracted to Sangyeop Sojeo’s beauty are getting tired.

“Hey Mawon. Do you know who our lord is?”

“…”

Mawon lowered his eyes.

Unless a customer wears it on their face, there is no way to find out.

“He is the lord of the Samjeong Prosecutor’s Office, who has been in charge of the Golden Pavilion area since today.”

Mawon’s expression darkened.

Geumgakro is the name of the street where Samcheongak is located.

So, according to the man’s words, Samcheongak was under the jurisdiction of the Samjeong Inspectorate.

“If you know what to eat, just run and bring it. You bastard!”

But Mawon did not move.

It is because no matter how much Samcheongak is protected by the Samjeong Gate, it is not impossible.

As Mawon held on, Kwak Samgo rose from his seat.

“No, there are all these dog-like places, right? This baby chews with the words of Samjong Checkmunjoo? ”

Soon after, Kwak Samgo’s fist was driven into Ma Won’s face.

‘evil!’ With a sound, the devil’s circle tumbled.

Coudangtang-!

“ha!”

A sigh flowed from Sang-yeop’s mouth as he was taking the chilhyeongeum after the performance.

Things like that often happen when you go to play with a seven string instrument.

In that case, it was usually resolved at the shop or the ship owner.

However, if the opponent is the gate master of the Samjeong Gate, it will be difficult for them to refuse.

I felt sorry for Jeom So-yi, who was beaten for nothing.

With such a violent disposition, it is certain that even the owner who dissuades him will be beaten.

She wrapped the seven strings in silk, carried them in her arms, and went down to the first floor.

‘It’s still broad daylight, so if you sit next to me and listen to me, it will be over…’ The more

I thought about it, the dirtier and disgusting the situation was, but I couldn’t help but make money.

‘huh?’

However, it seems that he was not the only one who had business at the Samjeong checkpoint.

A man emerged from a corner on the first floor and trudged toward the window.

Sang-yeop glanced at the man walking towards the Samjeong checkpoint.

He is a young man in his early twenties with a youthful face.

‘Did he come out to help me?’

I thought about that for a while, but the young man’s outfit seemed far from being a warrior.

still don’t know Her pace slowed in anticipation.

Kwak Sam-go approached Jeom So-yi, who had collapsed, as if his anger was less relieved by punching.

“If it’s a jeomso, it’s like a jeomsoi! uh! You bastard!”

Raising his voice, he picked up the chair next to him and lifted it high above his head.

Then a sonorous voice was heard.

“There! If you add more, it will fold your back.”

At the absurd warning, Kwak Samgo slightly turned his head.

A young boy with no blood on his head was staring at him.