Heavenly Inquisition Sword - Chapter 1440



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1440 times. In a life as short as lightning, there is no room for anything else.

Yeonjeokha, who left Yeonam’s house before dawn, did not go to the Gucheonhyeonnyeo shrine.

He went out into the rather desolate winter fields.

Because his vision was dark, he quickly lost his bearings, but he didn’t care.

This is because for him, who had nowhere to go, this world was the same as anywhere.

He walked until the sun rose above his head and stopped in front of the old Tojishinmyo Shrine.

The interior was visible through a half-off wooden door, as if it had not been maintained at all.

An old beggar was poking a dying campfire with a stick.

At that moment, the beggar, sensing that he was being popular, turned his head and made eye contact with the student.

But the old beggar turned his head with an indifferent expression.

Yeon Jeok-ha, who was happy to see someone he hadn’t seen in half a day, carefully opened the door and went inside.

An old beggar asked as he passed by.

“Are you from around here?”

“no.”

“When you come in, don’t just stand around and sit down. “When I say this, it feels like my house, but actually I was just passing by.”

I squatted down opposite the old beggar who was crying.

“Tsk tsk! The name and color prevent the company’s leaders from being bold… … . Sit comfortably. “Because they don’t eat it.”

“Let’s not worry about whether someone squats or lies down in a situation where we don’t know each other. “But is it a beggar chicken that is rolling in the fire?”

“It’s quite nice to see that you recognize it right away. That’s right. Have you ever had it before?”

“I think it’s happened a couple of times.”

“Hey, two times is two times, but what is two times? The problem with scholars is that they are always vague. “It doesn’t taste as crispy.”

“It’s been so long that I can barely remember. “I guess the old man studied writing when he was young?”

“I just had a taste.”

Yeon Jeok-ha’s eyes naturally turned to the old beggar’s waist.

A three-grained knot was visible.

If it is Samgyeol, it is located around Buntaju.

Considering the age of the gray-haired old man, his position was quite low.

“I guess you are an open person?”

“He looks like a scholar, but he knows the rules of martial arts, and I don’t think he’s from this side… … .”

Banghyeon (房县) Buntaju Gu Ji Geolsik Guan Sanyue looked at Xu Sheng with ambiguous eyes.

The way he walks around is clearly that of an old school student, but he gives off an atmosphere that makes it difficult to treat him carelessly.

In this case, there is a high possibility that he is from a noble family or a disciple of a hidden person.

Before I could find out the situation, the student spoke first.

“As I was wandering around, I did some ear chasing. “But you look a bit old to be doing Samgyeol?”

“It happened because I stood in line wrong.”

“No, do beggars also line up?”

“Uh-huh! I don’t know. Do you think beggars are not people? “Even if it’s just the two of us, there’s someone who wants to teach us.”

“It’s amazing. “Why don’t you stand in line?”

“What is it with Buntaju that you say such things? “Then why are you wandering around in such a good time?”

“I happened to be like that too. When are you going to eat that?”

Yeon Jeok-ha slowly changed his stance.

Guan Sanyue, who was remorseful, assumed that the student had a story he couldn’t tell, so he didn’t ask any more questions.

“If you take it out now, it will fit perfectly.”

Eventually, Guan Sanyue used a tree branch to pull out a lump of mud from the pile of charcoal.

The two waited in silence for the heated mud to cool.

A strange silence filled the Tojishinmyo.

Still, no one spoke first.

Guan Sanyue, who was tapping a lump of mud with a branch, spoke as she passed by.

“Looking at life, there’s nothing special about it. “If you eat well, sleep well, and eat well, wouldn’t that be a successful life?”

“It was said that there was someone willing to teach even if it was just the two of us, so it was the old man’s story.”

Guan Sanwol shook his head as if defeated by the student’s quick rebuttal.

Even though you know that you are a fan of openness, you still treat me like nothing!

This man is definitely not ordinary.

“This is also fate, so let’s just say it out loud. “I am Gwansanwol, Gujigeolsik (九指乞食), the head of Banghyeon.”

When Xu Sheng looked up, Guan Sanyue showed one palm – without a thumb – wide open.

“It’s a nickname given to me because I’m fucking with nine fingers. This was cut while gambling. “It was because of that damn gambling that I, a member of the Tattoo family, became committed to openness.”

Guan Sanyue couldn’t understand why he was having a hard time with the student he met for the first time.

I also spoke informally to middle-aged and older people, but strangely, that didn’t go down well with students.

“It’s called Yeonnam Stream.”

“It’s Namcheon… … “It is truly a name that makes one’s heart feel majestic.”

Yeonjeokha chuckled.

When the mud cooled, Guan Sanyue peeled off the hardened mud with her fingers.

Yeonjeokha tilted his head when he saw the feather coming out of the mud.

“Are you a beggar chicken?”

“To be exact, it’s a beggar pheasant. Where are the chickens here? “Pheasant instead of chicken.”

Guan Sanyue tore a piece of meat and handed it to Xu Sheng.

Without hesitation, I ate the flounder.

“It’s dull. “I guess there was nothing to season?”

“omg! Would you live as a beggar if you carried salt with you? “I guess he must have come from a noble family, seeing that he showed great appetite even while eating from a beggar.”

“I am not a descendant of a noble family, but I am somewhat precious.”

At the strange answer, Guan Sanyue stopped eating pheasant meat and glanced at Xu Sheng.

But I didn’t bother with what he said.

In fact, that was the reason why I couldn’t talk to him easily.

“How could your precious body end up in a place like this?”

“A place like this? “What’s it like here?”

“Desolate, cold, with nothing to eat… … “It’s a place that even wanderers wouldn’t visit.”

“But Lord Bunta, why are you in such a difficult place? Even so, since I am just passing by.”

“Oh, I said it was a passing road… … .”

Guan Sanyue, who was blaming herself for speaking nonsense, continued speaking.

“I was exhausted both mentally and physically and had some alone time here.”

“Oh, you’re in the wrong line.”

“That’s right. “I spent 30 years in Banghyeon, but they suddenly tell me to go to Sibeonsi.”

“But isn’t it better if you say 10 words?”

“If you go to Sibunsi without any position at this age… … “Aren’t we going to have to beg until we die?”

“ah… … .”

After listening to it, I felt like I could understand why Guan Sanyue was so sad.

It seems painful for a person who lived with a snake’s head to live with a dragon’s tail.

“But a little while ago, I thought, ‘There’s nothing special about life. Didn’t you say, ‘If you eat well, sleep well, and eat well, isn’t that a successful life?’”

“That’s what I said because that person had a dull face. What is the difference between humans and dogs and pigs as long as they eat, sleep, and swaddle? “Isn’t that right?”

Yeonjeokha asked back with a puzzled look on his face.

“So, you said that to others, but the old man can’t live like that?”

“Don’t misunderstand. “That was just something I said to comfort you.”

“Did my face look like it needed comforting?”

“The look in his eyes was like that of a person who had lived all over the world. “It seemed like he had no regrets in this world.”

I looked at Guan Sanwol with new eyes.

I thought he was just a worldly beggar, but he had quite a keen eye for seeing.

Is that what life is like?

“Do you think there is anything permanent in this world?”

“of course.”

“Isn’t that too easy to answer?”

“If you live as long as I did, you will naturally find out.”

At the words of Guan Sanyue, who was about the same age as his grandson, Yeonjeokha snorted inwardly.

“Is love between a man and a woman everlasting?”

“Of course. “There is a saying, ‘100 years of age.’”

“What if a hundred years pass?”

“By that time, only white bones will remain… … . “You have to acknowledge that it’s forever.”

“What if you live for 1,000,000 years without growing old or dying? “Can we still say that love lasts forever?”

“That’s just talking nonsense. “Is there anyone who lives for 1,000,000 years?”

“Don’t immortals live forever?”

“Shin Seon is not a person. Anything written down is precious. Others envy Shinseon, but I don’t think so. For example, just because a person’s lifespan is short doesn’t mean they only suffer losses. Since we are people who only live for a short time (60 years), we can actually enjoy eternity.”

“… … .”

For a moment, I was speechless.

This old beggar truly understood the essence of his suffering.

“You asked about love between a man and a woman. If you look at the fact that it can be said to last forever… … .”

“Because human lifespan is short.”

“That’s right. Since we die while loving passionately, we can only say that it will last forever, right? “There is no room for anything else in a life as short as lightning.”

“okay. I completely understand.”

Yeon Jeok-ha was finally able to understand why his daughter had given up on the capital.

The daughter refused to become a hermit in order to embrace eternity.

There is something special about humans’ short lifespan that cannot be achieved through eternal life.

Eternal love is one of them.

I have seen so many births, old age, illness, and death, and now I realize it!

“But that doesn’t mean that a immortal’s love isn’t eternal. How would I know if I am not a hermit? You never know. “There might be a hermit somewhere who loves with utmost purity.”

“Will there be?”

“In Buddhism, doesn’t it say, ‘There is eternity in a moment, and there is a moment in eternity [刹那生滅]?’ It is not impossible if you consider eternity as just a moment. Of course, you have to love someone that much.”

“But what if we live in different worlds and can never meet again?”

“You sound like a person from the Qi Dynasty who was worried that the sky would fall. Don’t get too caught up in your own imagination. “I like everything in moderation.”

After finishing speaking, Guan Sanyue got up and left the room.

He may have said something nice once or twice, but if he kept saying the same thing over and over again, he would get sick of it.

“A store?”

“I’m going back to Bunta when the sun is up. “Because when the sun goes down, I just get tired.”

“It doesn’t go far.”

“Hehe. He’s a nice guy. When you come to Sibeon City in the future, come visit me. “At that time, I will treat you like a proper beggar chicken.”

Guan Sanyue left without looking back.

Yeonjeokha, left alone, memorized the Taesangjeongil Advent Mantra (太上正一降臨神呪) until the sun set.

The sunset dyed the fields and Tojishinmyo red.

I walked outside, drawn by the spectacle created by Mother Nature.

As the sunset reached its peak, I heard the sound of a fire burning behind me.

Yeon Jeok-ha slowly turned around.

It was as if the fire of the sunset had caught the Tojishinmyo.

It was a phenomenon I had been looking forward to, but I looked at the flames with a vague expression.

Is it because Namgung-yeon took the top spot?

Just thinking about the wise woman of nine heavens made my heart beat.

I thought it would be okay now, but when I think about reuniting with the wise woman of Gucheon, I suddenly feel like a fog has formed in my head.

He tried to calm his excitement by muttering to himself, ‘Nangungyeon is just one of the previous lives of the wise woman of Gucheon.’

After a while, Yeon Jeok-ha succeeded in controlling his shaking heart and slowly entered the Tojishinmyo.

The inside of Tojishinmyo was covered with white fog as if it were the top of a mountain.

In the swirling mist, the Nine Heavenly Wise Woman spoke with an indifferent face.

“Yeonjeokha, your wind has reached me. “Is there something you want?”