Episode 473:
There are only two people in the tent.
Jin Cheon-hee said to Cheon-woo, who was looking at him with concern.
“This is helpful.”
“Are you going to exhaust your inner strength to its limit and then build it up again?”
“huh. Helps a lot? In a way, Qi and Mac are similar to muscles and can be said to be a process of training through repeated destruction and recovery.”
Why are my brother’s eyes shining even during this time?
My brother casually said something that, if other warriors had seen it, would have told them to stop talking crazy.
“Of course, for that to happen, you need a stable internal attack method. The inner gong in Danjeon should not be either a magic or a demonic gong. It would be better if it was from a political faction. However, if you have such preparations, you can continue to exhaust your internal energy and recover it from a young age, and train your Qi and Eight Vessels.”
Is this why you are strong?
Jin Cheon-hee is ignorantly strong.
Excluding Yeo Ha-ryun, a saint of a thousand years old, I wonder if there is anyone else in the history of Gangho who reached that level at that age.
Finally, my brother spoke.
“Oh my fingers are moving.”
After saying that, he took off his green cotton clothes again.
It looks like he prepares several sets of the same clothes, changes them often, and washes them often.
“You have a new scar on your shoulder.”
“Ah, this?”
Jin Cheon-hee glanced at her shoulder and smiled.
Then I change into new clothes again.
“I’m going to have a fortune-telling breakfast now, so are you going to stand up for me?”
“Did you do it without protection all this time?”
“Hwanggu did it for me. But you are here today, right?”
Then, without listening to Cheon-woo’s answer, he sat still and entered the fortune-telling ceremony.
My brother’s deep breathing echoed in the barracks.
Breathe in and breathe out.
‘This is not a spiritual mountain like Mt. Wudang, nor is it a spiritual vein that makes it easy to accumulate internal energy through Jinbeop.’
It would not have been a good feng shui place.
Usually, rich people buy and live in places with good feng shui first.
Slums tend to be located in places with the worst feng shui.
The energy in a place like this can’t be clear, nor can it be plentiful.
‘At least it has to be early in the morning to have a lucky breakfast.’
But my brother didn’t care.
There is only the sound of regular breathing.
Suddenly, I felt my brother’s hair fluttering even though there was no wind.
‘no way…?’
It’s a good thing if I was mistaken.
However, if that is not the case, it means that he is growing to the point where the intangible energy is revealed during fortune telling.
Cheonwoo sees a long scar running down the nape of his brother’s neck.
It was probably the place where he was injured during the war.
His body was neither eight feet tall nor full of muscle like his own.
What kind of fight is this man fighting?
* * *
It probably took about half an hour to recover all my energy.
After that point, Jin Cheonhee opened her eyes.
“This should roughly be enough. Let’s eat. hungry.”
While saying that, he mumbles one by one what he wants to eat.
“It’s hard these days because I don’t have time to cook.”
Then he went out and brought some rice balls and handed them to Cheonwoo.
“Does it smell good?”
“huh. I made some improvements. “This tastes better when you bake it.”
Then, using the fire cooker, the surface of the rice ball is grilled in a three-way fire.
“right. “It tastes better if you apply rayu to the surface.”
I wondered if the food was already half-cooked at this point, but anyway, my brother cooked five rice balls and gave three to Cheonwoo.
“You’re so big, I don’t think three would be enough.”
“thank you for this food.”
The moment Cheonwoo takes a bite, his eyes widen.
Cheonwoo realized that his brother was staring at him.
He didn’t know it, but this was clearly the mind of a store owner testing a prototype.
“how is it? delicious?”
“Hyung… there’s dongpo meat in the rice balls….”
“Kill it, right?”
“yes. “Kill me.”
“Wow, you don’t know how hard I worked to keep the juice in.”
Jin Cheon-hee let out a broken smile, perhaps because she was happy.
“Eat a lot and grow a lot.”
Even though she no longer had the right military uniform, Jin Cheon-hee seemed proud to see Cheon-woo grow up.
“What are you going to do now, brother?”
“Um, you’ll probably stay here until the construction is completed, right?”
“Are you saying we keep doing what we just saw every day?”
“It’s surprising.”
Jin Cheon-hee said and stuffed rice balls into her two mouths.
Then he asked Cheonwoo.
“Do you want dessert? “I made pudding before going to bed yesterday… no, I made it before I went to bed.”
“Brother… really.”
Cheonwoo sighed.
The man in front of me was a man who lived more like a Taoist than anyone else, even though he had not entered Taoism.
I felt sorry for my older brother, who I hadn’t seen in a long time, because his body was full of scars.
‘What is at the end of the road I walk like this?’
There must be a utopia that a man named Jin Cheon-hee thinks about.
It seemed like Cheonwoo knew what that ideal was, but he thought that maybe it wasn’t what he thought.
‘You’re too realistic to dream of a utopia.’
The older brother put down the gift that he called pudding for his younger brother and organized some documents that were scattered on the table.
There was a bandage wrapped around the back of the hand, where the tendons were prominent.
“Brother, why did you get hurt again?”
“iced coffee. “It’s no big deal.”
When Cheonwoo did not respond and just looked at him, Jin Cheonhee finally spoke.
“A certain fussy guy tried to hit my grandmother because she wouldn’t give me alcohol. My grandmother is lying down with no fever, so she absolutely needs to rest, right? But he’s in a hurry to drink. “I tried to drag the old lady out by force, so I couldn’t resist and hit her.”
“But that’s about it.”
“okay. It won’t hurt that much. The guy was so angry that he knew there was alcohol in the tent and was trying to steal the medical alcohol, but I didn’t know what to do against this guy who didn’t even know how to use it. “I was also embarrassed that my fist came out at that time.”
Then the pillar supporting the tent collapsed, and Jin Cheon-hee rushed over and grabbed the heavy pillar with his bare hands.
“The angle at which I was holding it was a bit bad.”
I thought that it definitely wasn’t the only thing.
There’s something my brother isn’t telling me.
However, it would not be for his brother’s benefit, and Chunwoo decided to respect his brother.
“…There are a lot of crazy people.”
“That’s why alcoholism is scary. If you get to the point where you’re seriously ill, you won’t be able to make rational choices from then on. If you start to be afraid of waking hours itself, then you should be hospitalized. “There is nothing like that here.”
“Um… I’d like to help you out until that ship arrives. Is that okay?”
“You idiot, you deliberately spoke in an adult manner. Of course not. Since you are strong and big, you will eat it very easily. “I know that.”
“yes!”
If I stay by your side, I can lessen your brother’s wounds just a little.
* * *
“You got covered in boiling water?”
“yes. They threw boiling water at Grandmother Ji. I boiled the water to disinfect it, but that crazy person did it! Sogakju happened to be holding up a pillar and used his internal strength to block it, but his left arm was a bit sprained.”
“Did you just leave it there?”
“I stepped on it. Sogakju is not the kind of person who stays still. They dislocated both of her arms and tried to throw her out, but the grandmother started wailing, so an unmanned person dragged her all the way home. “He told me to put my arm around him if he seemed to be reflecting, and to leave him alone if he didn’t.”
“That bastard must have been sick too.”
“Well, that’s right. I prayed that he would finally sober up… but he didn’t look at me any more. “Still, I think my grandmother is feeling weak because she keeps crying.”
“Brother…”
“He is a Bodhisattva. You came back after defeating the left hand. Still, he will never come here again. “I was treated like that by Lord Sogak, so how can I come back again?”
That was the story my brother didn’t tell me.
Cheonwoo nodded.
“If it was meant to collapse because of something like this, it would have collapsed long ago. “My brother.”
“Actually, we have already collapsed several times, but Lord Incinerator just curses us and shakes it off. To be honest, we hold out because we know that there is a certain reward in being under Incinerator.”
Now, the members of the Baekrin House of Representatives are becoming the best lawmakers that any person in power would want to have.
Of course, not only did each Murim family want to have him sit in the medical office, but if he did well, he could be recommended and promoted to government office.
However, in order to get on that path, you have to cut yourself countless times, get hammered, and quench your knowledge.
The blacksmith is Jin Cheon-hee, the incinerator.
Everyone knows that overcoming that process is difficult.
“The owner of the incinerator said that at the time.”
The member of the House of Representatives said, imitating Jin Cheon-hee’s speaking style.
“I bet you didn’t want to live this ugly life either. I wouldn’t have wanted to live a miserable life of drinking and beating up my grandmother. is not it? While doing this, I just tapped my shoulder–!”
It’s not a skill I’ve tried once or twice.
“You did that purely with strength, without any internal energy? My left arm was burned. Big…!”
Cheonwoo thought.
‘Are these kids who just stuck with their older brother because they liked him, not because of the reward that would come later?’
Not surprisingly, the House of Representatives member’s eyes became strangely hazy, sparkling with a light of longing.
“So?”
The House of Representatives became excited because Cheon-woo agreed.
“Then I chased him away, killed his left hand and left arm, and then clicked his tongue. He said, ‘We’re going to have fried chicken for dinner tonight!’ and immediately said, ‘Please bring in the next patient!’ “I ate real fried chicken for dinner.”
It seems like your brother is having a hard time.
Although he doesn’t realize it, he always eats chicken when he feels mentally and physically exhausted.
I think it’s almost like a habit.
If you can’t recover from eating chicken like that, make something spicy.
‘By the way, is your left arm recovering?’
Cheon-woo also knows from nursing that his brother’s regenerative ability is uncanny.
If it was just boiling water, the bandage should have already been removed by the time Cheonwoo arrived.
However, he was still wearing a bandage and seemed to be using his left arm carefully.
Although he had only one eye, he was the best among his brothers.
‘I don’t know if it’s my mood… but my brother’s left arm is especially…’
Cheonwoo thought about it and made a decision.
“Could you please send a letter to Bothamoon?”
“yes. it’s possible. “What are you going to write?”
“I think you could tell them that something has come up and there is a delay. “It’s going to be much, much longer than planned.”
“All right.”
I think it would be dangerous to leave my brother alone.
I don’t know if I have the right to say that my brother’s monstrous skills and lack of education make him dangerous, but since he is my younger brother, it would be better to help him.
