Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 963

Episode 963. Thank you so far.

The sword king Namgung Byeok’s near-slaughter of Hocheonmaeng warriors in Jeongwon-hyeon was widely known to Murim.

People expected a strong counterattack from the Hocheonmaeng, but surprisingly, the Hocheonmaeng did not show any movement.

On the other hand, the sword king returned to Hefei contrary to the expectations of people who said, ‘I will go to Nanjing with that momentum’.

As if to avenge his son, the sword king’s performance was just there.

Since there is a free apprenticeship in Nanjing, Mu-deok Jang, he may have refrained from confronting him directly.

Anyway, after the disastrous fight in Jeongwon-hyeon, the war between the Nam-maeng and the Hocheon-maeng entered a lull.

But that is only on the surface.

Mugeuk Merchant and Uicheon Geomjon Lee Eui-jeong departed for Nanjing, and follow-up support units were being formed centering on Yuk-Pil Gate in He-Nam and Ho-Gwang-Sung.

Yeongsan-hyeon.

Around noon, two two-headed wagons entered Yeongsan-hyeon.

These are the chariots of Seokgyeongjang.

It is about 450 li (about 180 kilometers) from Hefei to Lingshan County.

During the five-day journey, the wagon was covered in dust.

Still, the four horses looked healthy, as if they had been sufficiently rested.

The coachman stopped the wagon in front of a nearby restaurant.

It was something I had been doing every time I went to the village, so I didn’t ask or pay attention.

When the carriage stopped, the family members of the stone sutras descended.

The last person to get off the carriage was the gray-haired old woman, Cheongryu-sin.

Wol-ah and Geum-ah grabbed both of her arms, her hair leaking white and her waist bent down.

Now she couldn’t move on her own without the help of others, and it was Wol-ah and Geum-ah’s job to help her.

“thanks. Guys.”

“no.”

“are you okay.”

Wol-ah and Geum-a smiled brightly at the greeting of the god of clean water.

Having seen Simtong and Shinnyu Shin get along, they treat Shinnyu Shin like an adult in the family.

When the family members of Seokgyeongjang went into the restaurant, the coachman asked Jeomsoi, who had just arrived, the location of the stall.

“If you go straight along the road and turn right, you will see a stable. But what are they doing? Are they the family of an official who is going to take up his post somewhere?”

“You don’t have to know that. Anyway, if you go against their planting, you will be punished, so serve them with utmost sincerity.”

“no way! That’s right, official. Are you Yeongsan-hyun? Or Jeonhyun Ra? Surely it won’t go to infinity, right?”

“That’s because you don’t have to know him.”

“It’s something I think about. If you’re going to Rajeon County, it doesn’t matter since you have to go north. If you’re going to infinity, be careful.”

“If you’re going to infinity, what do you mean be careful?”

“If you want to go from Yeongsan-hyeon to Wuhan, you have to keep going west, but then you will meet Deunggasan Mountain and Sedansan Mountain.”

“why? Are there any thieves?”

“It is said that a tiger settled on Mount Deungga not too long ago, and there are bandits on Mount Sedan. Thieves, even if you give the hermit a hand and go, the tiger won’t be able to communicate.”

“Something like that happened. i get it.”

“Hehe, in that sense, even if it’s just a few pennies…”

At Jeomsoi’s words, the coachman tossed a few coins.

Why did you bother to come out and talk?

Still, it was quite useful information for the coachman, so it was not a waste of money.

Soon the two wagons slowly moved down the road.

“Yeon Daehyeop Namgung’s wife, Dang Noya Sim Noya…”

During the meal, Shin Ryushin suddenly called people by name.

Yeon Jeok-ha and Namgung-yeon Dan Yun-mang Simtong stopped chopsticks and turned their heads.

The clear-eyed god of the clear sky, like the day he first came to Seokgyeongjang, said with a smile.

“Thank you so far.”

At the end of those words, the blue god’s eyes slowly closed.

Surprised, Wol-a hugged her so that her body would not collapse.

The heartache that hurriedly approached the god of the clear stream brought the back of his hand to her carotid artery.

It was faint, but the pulse was still beating.

“Looks like you’ve lost your mind for a moment.”

At the words of heartache, the family members of the stone gyeongjang breathed a sigh of relief.

“It’s a surprise. I thought you were dead.”

Everyone shook their heads as if they agreed with Yeon Jeok-ha’s words.

Then Walla said.

“Come on, Master. Roh Tae-tae is not breathing.”

“…”

The hesitant heartache reached out again.

indeed! I couldn’t feel the pulse that had been beating weakly until just now.

“…dead.”

The owner, who had been watching with suspicious eyes a while ago, ran quickly.

“What’s going on? Are you sure you are dead?”

Restaurant owner Shin So-sam looked at the customers with a hard face.

He thought the old woman had choked on food or had been murdered.

Tang Yun-mang took the place of Sim-tong, who was standing with a bewildered face.

“I know it’s because I died after serving my life.”

Shin So-sam, who was hesitant, asked cautiously.

“Well, when a person dies, the coffin is supposed to be notified. Would that be okay?”

Tang Yun-mang, not knowing what to do, looked at Yeon Je-ha.

Yeonjeokha nodded.

That’s why I had to bury the god of the clear stream anyway.

“Do whatever you want.”

“Yes yes.”

Shin So-sam, who stooped back, immediately sent Jeom So-yi to the coffin.

The guests who were eating put down their chopsticks one by one and got up.

Because people can no longer eat where they died.

Shin So-sam saw off the guests with a bitter face.

‘shit. Why should I die here? If I’m going to die, I’ll die at Soseon Pavilion. If rumors spread,

the number of customers would drop.

‘Today I worked hard, and for the next few days I won’t have any customers because I’m unlucky.

He took a deep breath and shook his head nervously.

‘What are those?’

People died right in front of my eyes, but I don’t think I was too surprised.

They look as if something has come.

Still, I’m relieved to see that it’s not a murder when I see him waiting for the official.

After belatedly feeling more relaxed, he took a look at each of the guests.

A young couple, a child who appears to be their daughter, two elderly people and two teenage girls serving them.

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t figure out what kind of relationship it was.

It seems like a family, but seeing the teenage girls playing separately, it doesn’t seem like that.

Besides, not an old couple, but what about two old people?

While he was pondering over the identities of the guests for a while, Jeom So-yi and three officials entered.

They were housewives Kwak Ui-jeong (the person in charge of the county) and police officers in the cell.

Shin So-sam got up quickly and ran to the housewife Kwak Ui-jeong.

“Housewife Kwak. welcome.”

“A new old man died?”

“Yes, while eating over there, an old lady suddenly died.”

Kwak Ui-jung peeked inside.

A young couple, two elderly children, and two teenage girls were sitting still.

“By the way, aren’t the expressions too grave?”

“I find that a bit strange too. It’s been like that since the first old lady died. Anyway, please take care of it quickly. The business is not going well, but it is about to close.”

“Okay. We’ll finish our investigation here anyway. But let’s resume business tomorrow.”

“Yes yes. I know that.”

Soon after, Kwak Ui-jeong moved to suspicious people.

“The main building is Kwak Ui-jeong, a housewife from Yeongsan-hyeon. I came out to investigate because someone was dead. Can I look at the old lady’s body for a moment?”

Now that he has come to his senses, Simtong took the place of Yeonjeokha.

“Sure.”

“…”

At the half-moon that came back abruptly – Gwak Ui-jeong, who had been looking sideways at the old lady – hesitated.

‘I thought they weren’t normal people, but they’re not disappointing.’

He gestured to the police officers with a nonchalant face.

The two police officers meticulously inspected the old woman’s corpse in familiar motions.

In the meantime, Kwak Ui-jeong asked the old man who spoke in short language.

“Who is the old lady, and with all of you who accompanied him…”

A heartache interrupted him.

“Her name was Shinnyu Shin, and she was a guest at Seokgyeongjang. If you have ears, you must have heard the name of the Shigyeongjang in Hefei, right?”

“Ho, are you referring to the Seokgyeongjang of Namcheon Daehyeop and Sipjeonmuhu Yeohyeop?”

Gwak Ui-jung’s dry saliva gulped down the throat.

Unlike other Murim people, he is a magnate among magnates who even received a handwritten calligraphy from the emperor who has a rivalry with Namcheon.

Did they say that the terrifying golden chair would look after him?

“There is no other stone sutra in Hefei.”

“…”

Surprised, Kwak Ui-jeong hurriedly bit the policemen and carefully asked.

“Daehyup How can we help you?”

“Is there a place nearby that I can use as a burial place?”

“there is.”

Kwak Ui-jeong’s back bent even more.

It’s a problem that the place doesn’t catch the eyes of the seokgyeongjang, but there are many places to bury the body.

“Guide me.”

“Now?”

Kwak Ui-jeong looked at the old man with bewildered eyes.

I was worried about whether it was okay to bury the guests of Seokgyeongjang anywhere.

“Of course now. How many days and how many days do we have to spend with the corpse?”

“I’m sorry, but if you want, call the branch manager and ask for a seat at a good place…”

“It’s done. Our Confucius is not interested in such things, so all we need is a small piece of land to bury the body.”

“Yes yes. If that’s the case, there’s a suitable place.”

Gwak Ui-jeong recalled the land he had seen while searching for the burial place of his former colleague Hyeon-seung, who had died a few months ago.

If it was there, it seemed to fit the eyes of Seokgyeongjangjang.

Gwak Ui-jeong took the people of Seokgyeongjang to nearby Yeonhwachon.

A low mountain in the southern part of Yeonhwachon.

Kwak Ui-jeong hired people to put the old woman’s body in a sunny place, even though no one told him to.

A tombstone with nothing written on it was erected in front of the tomb of the god of the clear stream.

Looking at the tombstone in silence, the heartache asked Yeonjeokha.

“Confucius, how many words can I write?”

I nodded my head, aware of his complicated feelings.

Simtong wrote on the tombstone with his index finger.

[The tomb of his close friend Cheongryu-sin.]

Kwak Ui-jeong, who saw the writing engraved one finger deep, did not even breathe loudly at the amazing workmanship.

If an old man who volunteers to be a subordinate is like that, what will the superiors be like?

‘Is Gucheonno also heartache? Or is it a dream of three treasures?’

As he pondered over the identity of the old man, another line was engraved beneath it.

[Gucheonno also has heartache.]

When he brushed his hands off and stepped back, Tang Yunmang also clung to the tombstone.

However, Tang Yun-mang, who had little work power, could not engrave a single word.

The younger enemy snapped his fingers.

Under the name of Gucheonnodo Simtong, the name of Dangunmang, the three treasures, appeared.

Dan Un-mang looked at the tombstone and burial mound with a sad face and then turned around.

***

Namjikryeseong.

Nanjing.

non-polar gate.

The status of Mugeukmun in Namjikryeseong was unrivaled.

However, after Bongmun and Nammaeng became independent from Hocheonmaeng, everything changed.

When Nam-maeng and Hocheon-maeng were one family, Mu Geuk-mun was the loser of Nanjing, but now, Mu Geuk-mun was like an acorn in dog food.

The prestige of the Southern Alliance was absolute in Namjikryeseong Fortress, and Nanjing could not escape its influence.

The number of visits to minor breakwaters, which were the first to wear down the threshold, decreased.

Then, after the Nanmaeng and the Hocheonmaeng clashed over the four gates, Mugeukmun became isolated like an island in Nanjing.

Around the time of drinking (8:00 p.m.).

Two human figures climbed over the high wall of the Mugeuk Gate.

The light-gongsul was so broken that the escort warriors did not notice the invasion of outsiders at all.

The two people who were crossing the Mugeukmun like ghosts stopped at the front of the main building at the back of the main house.

As if he had waited for a moment, he opened the door and Jang Moo-deok, a free apprentice, walked out onto the floor.

“Tsk!

Moo-deok Jang, who saw the Merchant Mugeuk and the Sword Master Uicheon, shook his head.

I don’t know why they climb over the fence, leaving the main gate intact.