Heavenly Inquisition Sword

Chapter 137

Episode 137. We are not strange people,

Jangokchon.

After dinner, Yeon Jeok-ha and his party sat down with comfortable people to pass the time.

Seol Cha-soo and Yoo Geun-sik, who were in the clinic, joined in and it was quite noisy. Still, there were no other guests, so there was nothing to notice or do.

When you spend a lot of time together, you get to know each other better.

The relationship between Seol Cha-su and his party and Yeon Jeok-ha was like that.

In the case of Namgung-yeon, who has a good mind, he still kept a reasonable distance from others, but Yeonjeok-ha did not. Thanks to that, unlike the first time, they became quite friendly.

I glanced at the enemy enemy from before.

I thought I knew something about him, but today I heard a whole new story.

‘Gucheonhyeonnyeo is the teacher?’

Gu Cheonno also had a heartache and openly said that Yeon Jeokha was a disciple of Gucheon Hyeonnyeo.

Yeonjeokha did not deny it either.

Rather, he went one step further and revealed that he was a disciple of Gucheon Hyeonnyeo, who lied to his mother.

People focused on the revelation of Gu Chun-dong’s lies, but Jin Seol-ha was different. She was interested in what Yeon Jeok-ha said was ‘a disciple of Gu-cheon-hyeon-nyeo’.

‘Is that possible?’

I know that Yeonjeokha uses a sword technique of ascension called Gucheongu Sword. But today, he said that Gucheonhyeonnyeo taught him the swordplay.

Jin Seol-ha, who had been thinking about it alone, sneaked closer to the younger enemy’s seat.

“Yeong Confucius. I have a question, can I ask it?”

Heartache and Namgungcheon Namgungyeon’s eyes turned to Jinseolha.

He seems to be curious about what excuse the brash young lady is looking for him this time.

“Yes, what is it?”

He calmly accepted the gaze of the people who were preaching.

This time, I came because I was really curious, so I wasn’t ashamed.

“It’s daytime. You said that in front of Gucheon-dong. He said he learned swordsmanship from Gucheonhyeonnyeo.”

“Ah yes.”

The serial killer nodded nonchalantly.

Whether people believe it or not, it is true that he learned martial arts from Gucheonhyeonnyeo.

“Did you really learn martial arts from Gucheonhyeonnyeo?”

“yes.”

“oh! The Gucheonhyeonnyeo we are talking about is a fairy from the ancient era, right? Did the Emperor (黃帝 Heon Yuan) give martial arts and three books of heaven to Song Gang of Liangshan Park when fighting Chi You?”

“Is that so?”

Only then did Jinseol show interest, as well as other people.

In fact, people listened to him with one ear and let it go.

Any normal person would have done that.

However, hearing Yeon Jeok-ha’s answer, it seems that it is no joke.

He rarely joked except for heartaches and thumps.

Even now, his expression looked quite serious.

The heartache, which they had heard before, laughed, and the siblings Namgungcheon and Namgungyeon frowned and contemplated.

Seol Cha-soo and Yoo Geun-sik only looked around the roof of the inn to manage their expressions.

“Didn’t you say that you got the gift left by your ancestors in the Waryongjang warehouse before?”

“It was.”

“So you’re saying that you gained the skills of your ancestors and learned the swordsmanship from the sage Gucheon?”

“It’s similar. The Gucheonseibeop is a swordsmanship passed down from Waryongjang, but the Gucheongugum is different.”

“ah!”

An exclamation flowed from Jin Seol-ha’s mouth.

Of course, I still don’t believe that I learned directly from Gucheonhyeonnyeo. However, he seemed to know that the source of the Gucheonseibeop and the Gucheongugum were different.

“Wow! Gucheonhyeonnyeo really existed. I only knew it as an old story.”

“I didn’t even know such an old story existed.”

“What does Gucheonhyeonnyeo look like?”

Jin Seol-ha’s eyes sparkled with curiosity.

It’s a mysterious story enough to be told for generations, so it’s understandable.

After hesitating for a moment, Yeon Jeok-ha looked at Namgung-yeon and said.

“I look like older sister Yeon.”

Jin Seol-ha, who returned to the carriage with a package of medicine, said with a shy smile.

“Hehe, they told me to eat for 15 days, but I said that three days would be enough. oh shame I don’t know if this is the first cold in years. sniff.”

Jin Seol-ha sniffed casually.

His nose was broken, but he was already so tired that he didn’t have to worry about that much.

Namgungcheon, the most sociable member of the party, offered words of comfort.

“Jean Sozer. You must take your medicines on time. Be sure to decoct it on the go.”

“Yes, I’m sorry for bothering you.”

“Lungs. It doesn’t even matter. It may be painful, but think of it as a life experience.”

“thank you. Be very kind.”

Jin Seol-ha sneakily looked at Yeonjeok-ha.

However, his gaze was directed out the window.

Yeon Jeok-ha, who had been looking out blankly, turned his head as if he remembered.

“Shouldn’t we be eating something?”

“Confucius’ coachman will take care of it. Earlier, I saw people around me asking which houses are good at cooking.”

“Oh yeah? You do well even if you don’t do it. I think the coachman was very well chosen.”

“Wolbong is a hermit dat nyang, but that should be enough.”

“I have to wander around the world in this cold weather, but what’s so great about Dotnyang?”

“It is because Confucius has no sense of money yet. If it’s a hermit dat nyang, there will be a line of people willing to do even more than that.”

“Does Old Sim have a sense of money?”

“It is there.”

“So how much did you save?”

At that moment, the eyes of the people in the carriage turned to Sim Tong.

“It’s a little over 50 nyang.”

“How much do you think I saved?”

“...Five hundred?”

“More than 1,500 nyang, this man. Who are you arguing about money sense in front of?”

“Hum hum. Money sense has little to do with saving money. Rather, it can be said that writing well is good. It is a sense of money that increases as much as you spend.”

“It is a debt that grows as much as you spend. Haven’t you seen Waryongjang struggling with debt?”

Just in time, the wagon rattled and moved.

Simtong swayed his upper body in sync with the movement of the carriage and acted out of tune.

“Ouch! Now you’re looking for a spot. Feel so good! Rivers, mountain winds, and the moon originally have no fixed masters, only leisurely people are their masters!”

He even sang humming songs to the tune.

Yeon Jeok-ha, who was waiting for an answer, turned his head with a puzzled face.

I don’t know the exact reason, but I feel like I’ve been pushed off my feet for some reason.

Isa stopped the carriage in front of a restaurant called Mirim Banjeom.

Namgung-yeon, who was sitting next to the driver’s seat, flew like a swallow and came down to the ground.

Passers-by stopped walking and stared blankly at her ceremonial skills and beautiful appearance.

Soon after, the carriage door opened and the Yeonjeokha party rushed out.

It was only then that the people who had been watching in awe moved their steps.

A delicious smell stung my nose from the entrance of the spot.

Except for Jin Seol-ha, who has a stuffy nose, everyone is looking forward to it.

Yoo Geun-sik, who had been sniffing since he got off the carriage, let out an exclamation.

“Yah! Does it smell good? Are you a pretty good cook?”

Jin Seol-ha, who couldn’t smell it, sniffed with a sad face.

The inside of the store was full of customers.

Even though there weren’t many people coming and going on the street, I couldn’t see an empty seat, so it seemed like a pretty famous house.

There were no seats for seven people.

It’s time to huddle around the checkout counter and wait for a seat.

A sturdy middle-aged man got up from his seat and approached Namgoongyeon and Jinseolha.

“Howdy! The ladies seem to be waiting for a seat. How about joining us?”

Namgoongyeon turned away and Jinseolha sniffed.

The man glanced at Yeonjeokha and the others and smiled.

“We are not strange people. They are the people of Bongmubang, the best Bangpa in Deungju. The ark wants to sit with the two ladies, can we go together?”