Episode 124
When I looked to the side, I saw women in monk’s robes approaching Jin Cheon-hee. The number is five.
And Jin Cheon-hee felt an unusual energy from all five of them.
It was a gentle yet majestic energy that made me feel that the inner strength of the five people was quite profound.
‘It’s an energy that somehow reminds me of a temple… Is this the inner work of Botamun, which is described as a prestigious painting in Buddhism?’
When I thought that to myself. They eventually arrived and stood in front of Jin Cheonhee.
“Amitabha Buddha.”
And the five who calmly raise one hand and show off as class president.
The sight of them reminded Jin Cheon-hee of the contents of the novel.
Hyega is said to have cut off one of his arms to seek Buddhist teachings.
Since then, in order to commemorate him, some Buddhist monks have made a joint palm with only one hand instead of a joint palm with both hands.
However, it was described that almost all of the monks active in the martial arts world were class leaders.
“Young lord. “I would like to ask you something.”
“Oh yeah. “What’s going on?”
“Judging by the symbol of weakness on your back and the dog that accompanies you… Are you So Baek-ryong Sohyeop of Baekrin Uigak?”
“That’s right… but are you monks from Botamun?”
“Amitabha Buddha. It is a pre-existence. That’s right. “My name is Ahn Hyeon, and I am Botamun’s disciple.”
She introduced herself politely.
“The situation is urgent, so I came here at the risk of being rude. “I have a favor to ask you, and I would like you to listen to me for a moment. Could you spare some time?”
Extremely polite attitude.
Actually, it was my first time meeting this type of person since I came out to Gangho, so it felt very refreshing.
‘Is this what a prestigious political faction looks like?’
Suddenly, Namgoong Woon came to mind. Obviously, the Namgung family was one of the most prestigious political factions, but Namgung Un was strangely crooked.
Jin Cheon-hee gave up thinking about bad friends and continued speaking.
“Anything is fine. “What’s going on?”
“It’s a bit difficult to have a conversation on the street, so please move around for a moment. Come this way.”
Then, the monk at Botamun guided Jin Cheon-hee to a nearby guesthouse.
It was a guesthouse that was neither very large nor flashy.
When I went there and sat down, the monk I had talked to earlier sat in front of Jin Cheon-hee, and other monks stood behind him.
‘Something… the atmosphere is heavy. ‘What’s going on?’
[The main text started to have a strange illness a few days ago. As you know, just because you are an unmanned person doesn’t mean you won’t get sick, but if you have a deeper inner strength, wouldn’t you be able to shake it off easily and get up even if you get sick?] A
voice rang in my head, not my ears.
Jin Cheon-hee opened her eyes wide in surprise.
The monks in front of me smiled calmly.
There was only a slight tremor left on her lips that you couldn’t tell unless you looked closely.
[…The strange disease that occurred in this text is not normal, so I urgently requested help from Jin Cheon-hee Sohyeop. The arrival of a noble person in these times is truly considered the blessing of Buddha.]
Jeonum!
This is a special martial art that uses true energy to speak one’s voice so that only the opponent’s ears can hear it.
It is called Jeoneum Ipmil (傳音入密), but it is usually abbreviated as Jeoneum.
And Jeonum was usually used to talk secretly to each other.
Jin Cheon-hee also learned how to do Jeonum from a teacher.
[Is it a strange disease? What are the symptoms?]
Strange disease.
In other words, it is a strange disease, but to put it bluntly, it is an infectious disease.
And if there was an epidemic on Mount Botha, it was a serious matter.
‘I’ve never seen a novel describe an epidemic on Mount Bota… Has the future changed somehow because of me? It must have been before Blood Mission came to catch Cheon Rae-eung…’
I felt a little anxious, but it was a useless worry.
The book doesn’t tell everything, and now is when Yeo Ha-ryun entered the Demonic Cult. It was a time when there wasn’t much description of the external situation.
[no. There is no need to reply. Let’s go right away.]
When it came to infectious diseases, the sooner it was resolved, the better.
‘The issue of lightning response is important… but it also involves the lives of many people. The priority is to check what the condition is.’
Is it treatable or not? Is quarantine possible?
Treating infectious diseases was a different field from the magic that Jin Cheon-hee showed.
Diseases spread from person to person, and patients who become sick spread the disease to their family members.
Not only medical treatment but also social insight was needed.
Especially if the outbreak occurred in such a small society, it would be uncontrollable.
And although it may vary depending on the type of illness, some illnesses could return to the river on a sailor ship and make many people sick.
‘I hope it’s something I can treat…’
Vaccines are the realm of science.
Will Jin Cheon-hee be able to catch him with the few things he has?
‘First of all, anything is a race against time.’
Muin is stronger than normal people and does not catch cold easily.
‘A strange disease that is enough to knock them down.’
And when Ahn Hyeon saw Jin Cheon-hee like that, he made an expression of admiration.
‘The rumors about Gangho are not false. ‘So Baek-ryong has an upright and humble personality, and I understand why he is praised as a truly righteous man.’
When I first heard it, I thought it was a bit of an exaggeration.
That’s the way it is with rumors of strongmen.
However, when I encountered it in person, I wondered if the rumor had actually been reduced.
“Amitabha Buddha. Thank you Jin Sohyeop.”
Monk Ahn Hyeon stood up and bowed his head again.
* * *
Bothamoon’s guest room was neat, if not luxurious.
The smell of incense from the Buddhist altar enveloped the entire temple, making it quiet and desolate.
“I heard that men were originally not allowed in Botamun.”
She smiled slightly at Jin Cheonhee’s words.
“you’re right. Originally, men were prohibited from entering the mountain, but traditionally, only lawmakers were an exception. “There is nothing more important than a sister’s salvation.”
“All right. Instead, I will also be careful about my actions.”
Avoiding color is one of the important virtues of Buddhism.
Jin Cheon-hee was worried that his presence might interfere with the practice.
“It’s really amazing. Usually, men who enter the Geumnam area are anxious to wander around out of curiosity, but So Baek-ryong says they are careful about their movements for fear of disturbing them.”
At those words, Jin Cheonhee blushed even to her ears and smiled awkwardly.
“A lawmaker just does the work of a lawmaker. “There shouldn’t be anything else.”
The monks of Botamun were amazed by those words.
‘You are different from other young warriors of your age.’
Ordinary warriors of Jin Cheon-hee’s age were often impatient and careless.
So, I had to blush a few times at Botamun.
On the other hand, So Baekryong, a disciple of Baekrin Uiseon, was different.
Although he was not rash, he had deep feelings. Nevertheless, I felt considerate and naturally developed a liking for him.
Even if the Botamun monks’ training was deep, there would be some who would be swayed by Jin Cheon-hee’s beauty.
Revealing color is something that not only men but women also have.
However, Jin Cheon-hee was the only one at that age who understood and respected it.
‘Now, when I look at young kids, I don’t think anything of it.’
In fact, all young children seem to have a daughter-in-law.
While working at Baekrin Uigak, I have seen quite a few beautiful women, but all of them are just like daughters.
Jin Cheon-hee naturally looked at Bota-mun with the same eyes as Myeong-gyeong Ji-soo.
That left a big impression on the inspectors at Bothamun.
“Even so, there is no child in our Botamun who cannot practice such things.”
When the monk laughed, his wrinkles started to wrinkle.
It was a smile like that of a grandmother I had seen in front of a stationery store when I was young.
The only difference is that her back is as straight as a bamboo and she wears a sword at her waist.
Jin Cheon-hee tried to drink the tea that the monk had given her. Then Hwanggu said.
Wow! – Owner: The water smells strange for some reason!
At those words, Jin Cheonhee hurriedly left the car.
Even when I sent my bet to check, there was no sign of poison.
Still, the smell is strange?
I decided not to drink it for now.
The old monk said.
“Call me father. “It’s an abbreviation for ‘Father Hell.’”
Father hell.
It is the lowest of the eight great hells of Buddhism and is said to be the most brutal.
It was also the origin of the word ‘Abigyuhwan’.
“Why such a name…?”
At Jin Cheon-hee’s words, Monk Abi folded his eyes and smiled.
“I forgot about worldly affairs.”
Jin Cheon-hee knows this name.
When Cheonma came out in earnest, she was Botamun’s ancestral sword.
There is a description that the position of the next great sword was given to a later person.
Although he became a Geomhu, he did not ascend to the position of Geomwang.
There was speculation in the world that it was because she lacked intelligence for her age, but the truth was unknown.
Because it was such a unique name, I still remembered it until now.
Monk Avi guided Jin Cheon-hee to where the patients were gathered.
The most remote place. A mixture of a strong scent and an indescribably awful smell came from the outbuilding.
Jin Cheon-hee put down the bag on her back, took out a clean towel from inside, and covered her nose and mouth. And I didn’t forget to wear gloves.
It might not be as good as the latex gloves on Earth, but it was better than nothing.
“Don’t come in Hwanggu.”
So I prepared well and entered the annex.
There were many warriors lying there.
Vomiting and diarrhea. Plus a bluish complexion and muscle cramps.
Jin Cheon-hee looked at the patient closest to her in a hurry.
The patient had difficulty even opening his eyelids due to his wrinkled and deeply wrinkled face due to dehydration.
When I checked the diarrhea, it looked like rice water stool.
When Jin Cheon-hee checked the condition of the patient’s stool without hesitation, not only Monk Avi but other monks were surprised.
Isn’t feces dirty?
If he were a member of the White House, it would be okay to be a bit arrogant, but I never imagined that a member of the National Assembly wouldn’t hesitate to look into something dirty like this.
‘If it were modern times, there would be a bacterial culture test or a blood test, but that’s not possible here.’
It was Jin Cheon-hee who felt sorry for science again.
Still, I was able to confirm the diagnosis just by looking at the current situation.
Jin Cheon-hee added Jin-ki Jin-maek to this and wanted to know the patient’s condition in detail.
‘These are typical symptoms of cholera?’
Cholera (Vibrio cholerae).
Legal infectious disease level 2.
Although it is not a fatal disease in modern Korea, it still takes many lives in developing countries in the Third World.
In Korea, in the past, when wells were contaminated, entire villages often died from mysterious diseases.
On Earth, cholera was an endemic disease in the Ganges River region of India, but when Britain occupied India, it began to spread around the world via British ships.
Although it is not well known, more people died from cholera than from the Black Death.
It was a disease that was so fatal that it persisted even in modern times.
‘It’s still a problem.’
