Heavenly Inquisition Sword novel - chapter 2
chapter 2 Good things don’t come alone
Jang Ha-eun shook her head nervously.
The sincerity that the head of the Seonwoo Sega puts into Namgung Sega is hard to fathom with one hand.
However, her husband, Namgung-byeok, maintained a certain distance from Seonwoo-sega despite the fact that she was of the same generation as Moorim.
One day, it was so strange that I asked him why, and the answer was nothing. Is it because you think Seonwoo Sega will bring up the marriage story if we get closer?
Namgung-byeok said proudly at his wife’s point of view.
“I can’t live according to his will, can’t I?”
“Ah, yes. I’ll find out. However, I am curious as to the reason why they were able to have a brother-in-law in seven days.”
“Heh heh heh.”
Namgung-byeok just laughed at his wife’s words.
Unable to bear it, I went to Namgungcheon.
“Father, I am very curious. There is only one uncle Yeon in the world who is your father-in-law. How did you become a brother-in-law?”
“Well. There is nothing particularly mysterious or complicated. To put it bluntly, we saved the lives of others once. In the process, we were able to trust each other and come together.”
“Wow! Uncle Yeon saved your father?”
Namgungcheon looked at his father with surprised eyes.
I can’t believe that my father, who is called the Sword King, was helped by someone else.
Is Uncle Yeon’s martial arts so good?
“Rumors say that my father and Uncle Yeon defeated Myunggyo with Uncle Yeon… … . I didn’t know there was such a story.”
“Didn’t you tell me to believe only half of the rumors?”
“Yeah? Was it really that much?”
Namgungcheon has a very surprised face.
Namgung Byeok looked at his son and said.
“The famous religion was not an ordinary cult as people know it. they are… … He had unimaginable power. It was really because of our luck that we were able to defeat them with Uncle Yeon.”
Namgung Byeok shook his head flutteringly, as if he was terrified just thinking about it.
“Is Uncle Yeon’s Chamwol sword technique so good?”
“True Wolverage? ttt! Where’s your name! Uncle Yeon’s swordsmanship is not like the Chamwol sword technique.”
“Yes? then? What?”
In front of the curious family, Namgung Byeok recalled the incident six years ago.
Even thinking about it, the five elders of Myunggyo’s five elders attacked the climax.
It’s been a long time since I’ve given up my mind of being downplayed by cultists. If he does not do his best, he has been faced with a desperate crisis in which he may die first.
Then, the moment I was prepared to die due to exhaustion of physical strength, a miracle happened.
Yeonmu-ryong jumped in like a tiger.
Behind the road he had been running, the honor guards of the famous bridge had fallen like a pile of rice.
I found out later Just as they easily saw famous churches, they did not prepare for the unknown Yeonmu-ryong at all.
As a result, life and death for both sides were divided.
Yeonhwan attack, which was closely intertwined with Yeon Moo-ryong’s activity, was disturbed.
When the elders of Myungyeonggyo faltered, Yeon Moo-ryong, driving the momentum, blew the head of one of the elders.
I still can’t forget that scene.
Obviously, nine blades of sword fell from the sky of Changcheon.
Eight of them occupied all four corners, and the other was stuck in the body of Myunggyo Elder. It was truly a swordsmanship of the Thousand Ui-Mu-Feng (天衣無縫) that no one could avoid.
In that brief moment when the remaining four elders stopped by his sword attack, he poured out the king’s swordsmanship that he had saved until the very end.
Myungyeonggyo church, which lost five elders on the spot, was destroyed.
The head of the party, Seonja Wolha, was struck by Yeon Moo-ryong’s sword and fled.
Although he lost his family in the middle of the marriage, the famous school in Gangnam disappeared from the world after that day.
After the battle with Myung-gyo, Yeon Moo-ryong was called the Chamwol Swordsman.
It contains the aspirations of those who wish that the Moon Man will never appear again.
On the day the signboard of the famous church was burned, I asked him what the swordsman had seen the day before.
“It’s called the Gucheon Sword (九天劍). It is a swordsman handed down through the Yeon family.”
Even now, when I think of the events of that day, my heart flutters.
“The sword that Yeon Young has learned is the Gucheon sword. It can be said that it is truly comparable to our Namgungse household appliances season.”
“Ugh! Are you that good?”
Namgungcheon’s mouth widened at his father’s words.
“That was the sword I saw that day.”
“Then why was Uncle Yeon’s discipline not known to the world?”
Namgungcheon tilted his head as if he did not understand.
In an instant, a faint smile appeared on Namgung Byeok’s face.
It was the same question that he posed to Yeon Moo-ryong in front of the temple of Myungyeonggyo.
“That’s because the Gucheon Sword and Hyeonnyeo-gyeong (玄女经) have not been completely transmitted.”
“ah! Is that Uncle Yeon’s martial arts?”
“Yes, it is said that these two festivals have been passed down to the Yan clan from the ancient times… … . Unfortunately, it has been gradually lost over the years.”
“iced coffee! what a waste!”
A sigh escaped Namgungcheon’s mouth.
Gu Chun Sword and Hyon Nyeo Kyung.
Just hearing the name gives me a strange feeling.
Jang Ha-eun, who was quietly listening to her husband’s story,
Jang Ha-eun, who was quietly listening to her husband’s story, murmured.
“When I hear the name of Jeolhak, it somehow seems like a Taoist family.”
“If you felt that way, you might.”
Namgungcheon nodded his head.
Ha-eun Jang is the daughter of a shaman elder and has been studying the Tao since she was young. It’s almost certainly what she’s saying.
“Whew! I guess it’s because I’ve heard a lot of stories about the old woman. Gucheon sword and Hyeonnyeo-kyung.”
“I think it’s similar to hearing your story.”
Young Namgoong-yeon looked at Jang Ha-eun’s face.
He seems to have been curious about who Gu Chun-hyeon is.
Jang Ha-eun stroked her daughter’s hair.
“Do you want to know who the old woman is?”
“yes.”
“Gucheon Hyeonnyeo is a fairy from the ancient times. When the Emperor (黃帝, Clan Heonyuan) fought Qiyu (蚩尤), he gave him a method of warfare. And after she saved Song Kang, the hero of Yangsan Park, she gave him three books of heaven.”
“Wow! Warfare and Heaven?”
Namgungcheon’s eyes widened.
“Yeah, that’s why the people of Taoism believe that Gucheon Hyeonnyeo helps the emperor or hero to do great things.”
“Mother, if there is such a fairy, I would like to meet her too.”
At Namgungcheon’s words, Haeun Jang burst into laughter.
“Good things never come alone.”
There was a strange aftertaste in Jang Ha-eun’s words.
So, the family members of Namgung Sega, who were riding in the carriage, did not open their mouths anymore.
***
Four children stood in front of white rice wine.
Baek Mi-ju looked after each of the children meticulously. Not a single scratch on her skin or a wrinkle on her clothes was missed.
The 14-year-old Yeon Mu-baek was perfectly prepared to the
The 14-year-old Yeon Mu-baek was perfectly prepared to the point where there was no blemish.
Baek Mi-joo looked at Yeonmu-baek with meaningful eyes.
“Understand? You have to do your best today.”
“four.”
A light of tension was evident on Yeon Mu-baek’s face.
“Don’t be so rigid. And since you’re the oldest among my peers, when I see Namgoong-yeon, I have to treat her with kindness. Do you know what I mean?”
“yes!”
“no. Girls don’t like it if you’re too stiff like now. The horse is always kind and gentle. Do you understand?”
“Mom, don’t worry too much.”
Yeon Moo Baek smiled awkwardly.
A few days ago, I had my ears pierced.
My mother told Nam Goong-yeon that I must show her well. So it’s good for her to go to Sega Namgung and study martial arts with Uncle-sama, right?
I don’t know what the relationship between being good looking to a young girl has to do with learning martial arts at Namgung Sega, but I’m going to work hard because I have to.
Only after checking Yeon Moo Baek’s determined eyes did Miju Baek turn her head.
Eleven-year-old Yeon Seung-baek was also worth looking at, except for a few scratches on his face.
“You must also treat your uncle’s daughter well. Don’t joke around and do whatever you want. Understand?”
“yes.”
Baek Mi-ju also cautioned the second because Nam Goong-yeon didn’t know who she might like.
The next person to look at is now a nine-year-old speaker.
Seol-ju, a natural tomboy, could not stand still for even a moment.
Baek Mi-joo paid attention to such a speaker over and over again.
“Seol-ju, you must not change your clothes until the uncle’s family comes.”
“yes.”
“What is ‘yes’! Now that I’m grown up, I have to answer ‘yes’.”
“Baby, okay.”
“Uh-huh! do it again Say ‘Okay’.”
“Yes, I got it!”
“Where is this screaming? When the uncle’s family comes, he behaves modestly. Understand?”
“Ah, yes.”
It was still dry, but white rice wine was not pointed out further because it would have the opposite effect.
Finally, Mi-ju Baek glanced at Yeon Jeok-ha.
Just looking at the small face makes your fists clench.
The child of the servant, who ate up Yeon Moo-ryong’s life and threw even the future of Waryongjang into the gutter, stood with his shoulders shrunk in accordance with the theme.
Seeing that dazed look makes me even more angry.
With a sudden ‘crying’ heart, Baek Mi-joo pinched Yeon Jeok-ha’s arm as hard as she could.
“Why are you standing like that asshole? When someone you don’t know sees you, you know who’s tormenting you. Can’t you stand up straight?”
“Ugh!”
A short scream escaped the young man’s mouth.
Baek Mi-joo grabbed Yeon Jeok-ha’s small shoulders and shook her wildly, as if she was still not in the castle.
“What’s wrong with you! Tighten your back and stand up straight! upright!”
The head of a six-year-old child, swayed by the power of an adult, shook like crazy.
While shaking violently, he bit his lip.
Baek Mi-ju, who later discovered that Yeon-jeok-ha’s lips had burst, slapped the child’s head.
puck.
“Why are you biting your lips? Are you scolding yourself to see the guests? Will the little guy already be like that? If your mother couldn’t serve as a human being, then you shouldn’t have to do well either!”
“wrong… … I did… … .”
As the stars flashed, Yeon Jeok-ha’s hair curled up like Zara.
“In order for a person to speak, he must be clear! Say it a few times! Did I tell you to speak straight so others can understand “.