Chapter 884

Episode 884. Who are you, pretending to know our Confucius?

Yeonjeokha glanced at the bamboo barrel in the hand of the Sword King Namgung Byeok.

I would have to use a piece of paper the size of my palm to put it in there, but I don’t know how many words I can write with it.

“I’ll be faster than Jeonseo-gu, so shall I go back one more time?”

“Okay. You are the face of the South, but you cannot use your face like a messenger.”

“Ah, Brother Chun’s face is much better than mine.”

“Besides, it is not urgent to inform the Hucheon Meng about the alliance. Because there is no surer answer than going to Hogwangseong for support from our side. Contending for the rank of fire is to block the Demonic Cult, not the front desk.”

“ah! Such a deep meaning...”

An exclamation flowed from Yeonjeokha’s mouth.

Like Namgung-yeon, his father-in-law also had a different way of thinking.

If he only thought about what was right in front of his eyes, the father-in-law moved by considering what was three or four years later.

“Can you go to Hogwangseong with the Nammaeng?”

“Is it okay to defeat the Demonic Cult?”

“Yes. I’m sorry for leaving everything to you. But I need your help to reduce the damage to the South.”

“I’ll go. Even if it wasn’t, I was thinking of meeting the head of the Demonic Cult.”

“The Demonic Sect? Do you know Danjesan, the son of a thousand?”

“I don’t know. I was curious about why he ended up using the nickname Cheonjama.”

“ah! It was said that among the evil spirits of the Savior, there was a cheonjama. Is it because of that?”

“yes. I want to find out if it has anything to do with the Heavenly Son of the Savior.”

“I see. The methods of the Demonic Cult are subtle and cruel, so be careful when dealing with them.”

“yes. By the way, when will the Southern Alliance depart?”

“We will be leaving within three days at the latest. Because I can’t let Ho Chun Meng fight alone.”

“Then I’ll be waiting for you at Cheonramsochuk. Please contact me when you are ready.”

“Don’t do that.”

Namgung Byeok looked at Yeonjeokha with happy eyes.

I never thought the child I saw at Waryongjang would grow up to be so trustworthy!

You said you don’t know the future of people, and that seems to be true.

***

Namgung Se.

Cheonram small axis.

Yeonjeokha, who returned to Cheonramsochuk, told Namgungyeon what had happened.

“...I decided to inform my father-in-law when he left. You can rest well until then.”

“I see. By the way, a black shadow that looks like a demon came out of the Merchant’s head?”

“yes. When I chanted the spell to destroy the evil spirits, it was very painful and then disappeared.”

“I was wondering who the other one was, except for the golden thread.... In the end, it turned out to be him.”

“Who are you?”

“Who are you? You really didn’t know? It can’t be a god of the three thousand, after all, it’s one of the eight kings. It must be the Demon King, the ruler of the Demon Heaven.”

“A thousand children?”

Yeon Jeok-ha opened her eyes wide.

I can’t imagine that the son of a thousand that he killed in Dashu Village in Jiuzhou was one of the strangest people in the world.

Namgoong-yeon said as if it was natural.

“Of the Eight Kings killed by you in Guju, the only one who uses magic like that is the Son of Heaven. That’s the magic law of the demonic spirits.”

“Oh yeah? After all, there is nothing that you don’t know.”

“Since Macheon is the main enemy of the Kuju sect, research on him has been active in each sect.”

“I read a bit about the history of the nine schools. Macheon didn’t even touch it.”

“I can see why the outer space is so quiet. The Golden Temple and the Heavenly Horse were watching you.”

“If I kill them, the soul will return to the brahma world, right?”

“Will it be? I heard that you cannot escape the Brahma desire realm.”

“Sister, I still can’t understand the world of brahma desire.”

“why?”

“Old Sim shut up! Old man go out quietly.”

When Yeon Jeok-ha got angry, the outside of the room suddenly became quiet.

Just when the mood was set, Nam Gung-yeon escaped from the arms of the younger brother.

“sister?”

“Why are you angry with old Sim and Tang? It’s better not to go to bed on days when you’re angry.”

“I am not angry. I was just doing it to get rid of those scumbags.”

“no. Ji An is also looking at me in surprise. Do you want to do it for Jian to see?”

“Can’t Jian cover her eyes and do it?”

“Tsk tsk! I’ll cancel what I said about you having a lot of fatherly love. How can you say such a thing?”

“Wow! sister. Can’t you really?”

“no.”

I got up from the dating site where I was scratching my head at her resolute refusal and went outside.

***

Namjikryeseong.

Hyun Moo-ho.

Chupajuru (秋波酒樓).

Two old men and a young man sat by the window overlooking the wide lake.

It is associated with heartache and tang-yun-mang.

“I’m sorry. Confucius. It’s because I’ve been wandering around for no reason... You’re doing well on your own....”

My heartache subtly lowered my eyes.

I was so sorry that the intimate time between Jangju and his wife was broken by what I said as a joke.

“Old Sim. My older sister grew up beautifully in the Murim family. He wasn’t the one who lived among bandits. He hates bedtime jokes in public. What are you going to do? It looks like I can’t even hold my hand for days because of old Sim.”

“Even if you have ten mouths, you have nothing to say. Please kill me.”

“As for my heart, I really want to open my mouth...”

Yeon Jeok-ha glared at his heartache with ax eyes.

Then, Tang Yun-mang helped out with a word from the side.

“Sim go. You should have stretched your feet out looking for a place to lie down. Where are you going to spread your filthy feet on Mr. and Mrs. Jang? I knew you would always have a big accident.”

“what? What bullshit are you talking about even more soggy jokes behind your back! Do you think I didn’t know that I said, ‘I’ll help you’ today, obviously?”

“Ugh! This guy is now catching a live person. I can’t hear the sound in the room because I’m low on energy. What do you know? It’s this color demon.”

“what? Lothario? Let’s make a life and death decision with me today. Come out!”

Heartache jumped up from the seat.

However, Tang Yun-mang did not respond to his provocation.

He was tired of being hit by heartache and punishing him with the corresponding poison.

“How dare you talk about life and death in front of Lord Jang? Can you still be called a person of Seokgyeongjang?”

“...”

Because it was true, Heartache couldn’t refute it.

As the dandruff net escaped like a mudfish, Simtong pounded his chest with his fist.

Yeonjeokha muttered with an expression of losing the world.

“Let’s have a quiet drink. I’m the one who suffered because of the two of you, but why are you making a fuss in front of me? You can’t do that just because a shit-packed guy gets mad.”

Seeing the drooping shoulders of Yeonjeokha, the heartache sat down quietly.

Just then, I heard the sound of jade marbles rolling on a silver tray from behind.

“oh! Isn’t it Namcheonyeon Daehyeop?”

The heads of Yeon Jeok-ha’s party turned back.

Maybe in your early twenties? A dazzlingly beautiful young lady was standing there holding a seven-stringed sword.

“Who are you, ignoring our Confucius?”

The woman answered the heartache question.

“The girl’s name is Sang-yeop. Yeondaehyeop helped me when I was suffering from Muroebae in one week of Seongdo last winter. After that, I’ve been waiting for the day to repay the favor, and I’ll see you here again.”

After speaking, Sangyeop held a grand ceremony on the spot.

Simtong, who was looking at Sang-yeop with an embarrassed face, pricked Dangun-mang’s side.

“Dang go. Let’s move around for a while. I have something to talk about with you.”