Heavenly Inquisition Sword novel - chapter 186

Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 186

Publishedat 8th of May 2023 10:04:46 AM

Chapter 186

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“Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus

Chapter 186 – No you need to know

Murim was immersed in the calm before the typhoon.

Everyone was unaware that a war between the famous religion and the Justice alliance was imminent.

When the Jeongeui-maeng held an autumn festival in Nanjing, Yumyeonggyo held a celebration event in Jeongju. In other words, masters were gathered in Nanjing and Jeongju, respectively.

People’s hearts change like flipping the palm of your hand.

Until yesterday, the people who shouted that they had reached the famous bridge have disappeared.

Subsequently, strange phenomena occurred in various parts of the continent.

Jeongsajigan and Sapa expanded their territories in the gap between Yumyeonggyo and Justice alliance.

Gaebang’s Cheonhwabang was one of those rooms.

Seongwol Seongwol, the jasper jade sword of the Ark of Cheonhwabang, reached out to the huawang Village, which had no owner yet.

Cheonhwa Room.

around lunchtime.

Four women are sitting around and drinking tea in the wide hall of the main house.

Seongwol Seongwol of the ark and three solitary owners.

Seongwol Seong-wol, a beautiful woman in her 50s, smiled and encouraged the young sober owners.

“You are suffering a lot because of my greed. I am always grateful to you guys.”

Joo Hwyeong, the white-flowered sword, the only owner of Peony, responded with a smile.

“What are you saying? Rather, we should thank the ark. If it wasn’t for Ark, he would still be selling laughs at Giru.”

At her words, the other two sobers nodded to her.

It is a widely known fact that the Danju of Cheonhwabang are originally from gisaengs.

Seongwol, the original ark owner, was also a gisaeng.

Then, luckily, she caught the eye of a hermit in Moorim, and she was taught martial arts.

Later, she gathered her young gisaengs to create a cloth art shop.

Of course, now there are many male disciples from Haomen, so the name ‘Cheonhwa’ has become colorless.

In the midst of amicable atmosphere, the sobriety’s reports continued.

When it was her main Hwayoung’s turn, everyone paid attention to her.

“Yesterday, I met the owner of the inn in the huawang Village. However, they refused our offer, making one excuse after another. So she put her hands on that night. I bought everything from the grocery store in town and signed a contract with Hama Cheonggo not to sell it anywhere else. Sooner or later the inn will be closed.”

“Are you thinking of taking over the inn?”

At Seong Yiwol’s question, Ju Huaying shook her head.

“I didn’t mean to do that. There was not a lot of floating population, so there was no need to take over. I’m just going to give it a lot of scares and raise the unit cost of supplying ingredients and the protection fee. I hate what you’re doing.”

“What about him?”

“What happened to the old man in the village is greedier than the store owners in the city. At first, they said there were only a few customers, but later they started saying obvious things like it was difficult to decide alone because there were two owners.”

Su-yeon, the leader of the rose troupe, asked cautiously.

“Sister, isn’t there another breakwater behind the old man?”

“That wasn’t it. There are no breakwaters that have entered huawang Village yet. There were no Moorim people in the village.”

“Wow. Then you’re really an old man with a swollen liver. What did you believe in and bounced like that?”

“I know yeah. So I’m going to give you a hard time at this point. Shall we call it a one-hundred-year-old? That way, it will be easier to take control of other store owners in huawang Village.”

“Don’t look at me until I beg you.”

Then Dongbaekdan’s Go Eun also helped out.

“that’s right. How generous our Cheonhwa Bang is compared to other Bangpas, how can you refuse it!”

It’s time for the sophomores to pour out one word at a time.

Someone came across the yard to the hall.

It was the male disciple who was guarding the entrance to the Cheonhwabang.

“Lord Ark, a child from huawang Village wants to meet you. He said he spent it in an inn. What should I do?”

Then, the three sobers burst into laughter.

“what? Are you surrendering in one day?”

“Oh my, that is too much. I thought I would go for three or three days even if I couldn’t.”

“It came out like that yesterday. Anyway, there are a lot of people who don’t understand when I say good things.”

As the voices of the sophomores died down, Seongwol nodded.

“Bring him.”

“yes.”

After a while, a male student came with a boy who looked to be about 12 years old behind him.

The boy, Sang-do, hesitantly stepped forward.

Joo Hwyeong, who recognized Sang-do at once, asked with a cold face on purpose.

“You are a child who works in an inn. What did you come to the ark for?”

“Ah, yes, that’s why, the performer of our inn must bring the ark.”

“Who is the practitioner to ask you to bring the ark?”

“You have been swindled by scammers.”

“What do you mean?”

Joo Hwyeong frowned at Jeom So-yi’s words.

It feels like the story is going in a different direction than I thought.

Sang-do briefly summarized what had happened so far.

“… … After that, old man Shim went to catch the swindlers, and only the old man remained in the inn.”

“So you mean that the person who pretended to be the owner for a month or so asked you to bring the ark?”

“yes.”

Joo Hwyeong looked at Seong-wol with a puzzled face.

I thought Nam Cho-gyeol was talking nonsense, but it seems to be true.

“Why is someone who is not even the owner looking for the ark?”

“I don’t know that either.”

Sang-do couldn’t bear to convey what Yeonjeok-ha said, so he stopped pretending.

None of the three sophomores opened their mouths.

Everyone seems to be careful because old man Shim seems to be a Moorim.

Seongwol, who had been listening quietly, spoke to Sangdo.

“Okay, so stop.”

“yes.”

Soon after, the male disciple returned with Sangdo.

A strange silence hung over the hall.

Seongwol said after a while.

“It didn’t take even a meal to come to the opening and take the attendant. It’s truly incredible light engineering. Has anyone ever heard of the name Old Sim?”

Joo Hwyoung, Su-yeon Su-yeon, and Go-eun shook their heads.

It’s only natural that Kang Ho’s insight is less than the Ark’s.

Joo Hwyeong, who hesitated, stepped out.

“Lord of the Ark, shall I go first and meet a man named Yeongongja?”

“no. If he singled out me, I’m sure I deserved it, so it’s right for me to respond.”

At the words of Sheng Yiyue, Zhu Huaying shut her mouth.

Considering the inaction of old Sim, it was right for the ark to step out directly.

Tea hall (tea house) guest (賓客).

“Then tell me where the bitch jumped! You bastards!”

wajangchang.

“evil!”

The sound of breaking furniture and the screams of women echoed through the teahouse.

Nok Dam-pyeong, the fire lord of Sambo’s room, ran around like his madman and overturned the table.

Quaang. Quaang. thud.

The dagwan workers gathered in one corner and watched his depravity with bated breath.

It’s been going on for over a month already, so it’s the faces that make me want to do that.

Nokdampyeong, who had been in an uproar, looked at the owner of the dagwan.

“I’m telling you, don’t think I’m going to go on like this. You can’t do business until you tell me where the bitch is. i will make that okay?”

“Fire Lord, please take care of the circumstances. We also don’t know where Nam Soo-kyung went. It looks like you ran away at night, but how do we know?”

“No, you know. need to know find out Even if you rob her around, find out where she ran off. Otherwise, you will have to close the business.”

“… … .”

Nok Dam-pyeong glared at him with one eye, and then kicked out the door of the multi-gwan.

Only then did the dagwan workers raise the table and remove the broken tea utensils.

A worker gave words of comfort to the owner of the tea house, who was standing there blankly.

“Still, this time I came in seven days. I’m going to stop doing it after it’s getting less and less.”

“Before that, I’m going to die from a fever.”

The owner of the dagwan was resentful of Nam Soo-kyung, who left Nokdam-pyeong and disappeared.

huawang village.

Around new hour (3:00pm-5:00pm).

Ten Murim men and women entered the village.

Seongwol, the ark of Cheonhwabang, three Danju, and six great disciples.

They crossed the village and made their way to the banks of the Yellow River.

After a while, when a guest cup appeared, Son Gye-young, who was giving directions, stepped back.

Seongwol looked at the inn and muttered to himself.

“Small.”

Compared to the guest cup of the opening, the scale is inconspicuous.

Therefore, it must have been that Joo Hwyeong did not take over and only tried to receive protection money.

taste was bitter.

A bigger deal than this was also sorted out in the hands of sophomores, but I don’t know what this is.

Seongwol, who clicked his tongue inside, opened the door of the inn and entered.

“welcome… … yo. this.”

The customary greeting has hardened.

The ark of Cheonhwabang really led people to come and be surprised.

Seong-i said to Sang-do that Wol was watching her.

“I came to meet Yeon Gongja. Where is he now?”

“Confucius is now at the Suicide Rock.”

“A suicide rock?”

The surname Wol slightly frowned at the openly ominous name.

She is a suicide rock among many names.

“I’ll go quickly and get him.”

Sang-do, who was about to run away with the horse, was stopped by Seong-wol.

“Little boy. Guide me to him.”

“yes? Ah, yes.”

Sangdo, who had just escaped from the forest, pointed forward.

“Here you are. Confucius!”

When Sangdo tried to run to Yeonjeokha, Seongwol stopped him.

“Now it is. You should go back to the inn.”

“yes.”

Sang-do, who was still feeling the pressure, avoided the seat as if he were running away.

As Jeomsoi disappeared, Seongwol led his disciples and slowly approached the rock.

Seongwol and the three sophomores who arrived under the rock jumped up.

Even with the Cheonhwabangdoes behind his back, the Yeonjeokha did not look back.

Joo Hwyoung frowned at Ami at his attitude.

“Hey. Are you a person called Yan Confucius?”

Yeon Jeok-ha, who turned his head for a moment, placed his index finger on his lips as if telling him to be quiet.

“Shh!”

Then he turned his gaze back to the Yellow River.

Seongwol and the three sophomores also suddenly saw where his eyes were headed.

Ocher-colored water flowed proudly.

Sungyiwol, who was looking back and forth between Hwang Ha and Yeon Gongja, tilted his head at him.

‘Am I just crazy?’

No, what are you going to do when you see the muddy water flowing under a dozen sheets?

There couldn’t be anything more important than welcoming the ark of Cheonhwabang!

Joo Hwyoung, unable to see his eccentricity, shouted out loud.

“Are you fucking deaf.!”

At that time, the sword came out of the scabbard next to Yeonjeokha with a ‘Chang’ sound.

The sword that came out of the scabbard flew like a shot arrow onto the waters of the Yellow River.

Soon after, it seemed to stop, and then it fell vertically like a hawk.

Zhu Huaying didn’t know what had happened, and she blankly looked at the Yellow River.

However, Seong-wol, the owner of the ark, was different.

Her eyes were fixed on the young man’s right hand.

To be precise, it was her right hand extended in front of her.

‘Could that be… … .’

As if to answer, his sword pointed to the sky.

Chow!

A sword flew vertically through the muddy water.

Surprisingly, a large fish was threaded through the blade.

As the fish flopped, the water droplets splattered in all directions glistened in the sunlight.

‘omg! You said you caught a fish with a sword?’

Seongwol’s mouth dropped open at the sight that was truly unbelievable.

When Yeonjeokha turned his wrist, the sword returned.

shhh.

The sword flew in a straight line toward Ju Hwyoung.

“evil!”

Sensing her fear, Ju Huying sat down with a terrifying scream.

Her sword circled over Hwayoung’s head and landed beside her.

Hairy. whisk.

The fish that had been threaded through the blade fluttered intermittently.

Every time that happened, the handle of the sword hit the rock and made a dull sound.