Doctor’s Rebirth

Episode 168

The shaman of the Supreme Heavenly Demon is moderately rotten.

Of course, there was talk that it was not completely rotten and that it was acting as a hypocritical political faction, but there was a lot of internal internal strife.

This means that even good Taoists are mixed together.

Plus, it’s still before the Heavenly Demon comes out in person, so it’s not at the peak of rottenness, so it’s at a decent level.

For one reason or another, it was a good time for Cheonwoo to learn martial arts and fly like a mountain bird when necessary.

“I have come to collect the remains of the deceased and return them to the shaman.”

I answered as politely as possible and spoke roughly about the deceased’s Hamza and the place where they found it.

This answer surprised me to the point where my eyes popped out, probably because I hadn’t expected it.

“Oh, I understand. “Please rest here for now!”

With that said, he guided Jin Cheon-hee to the largest and best tea room.

The name of Baekrin Uigak Incinerator So Baekryong and the meaning of this situation were big.

Jin Cheon-hee quietly entered the tea room and received tea.

I thought as I warmed my hands with the warm Yongjeong tea.

‘How big was Cheonwoo?’

We’ve always exchanged letters and gifts, but this is the first time we’ve seen each other in person.

‘I hope you used the robe and scarf I gave you well. I also carved out gloves and a jade tablet that I made by guesswork and sent them to you.’

I’m already curious about how that kid grew up.

‘They said a lot of the scars have disappeared…’

However, the human body is so cruel that once an eye is lost, it does not come back.

Originally, in the case of a natural disaster, there were many cases where the eye was removed and a prosthetic eye was inserted, but this is not the modern era, and if a glass prosthetic eye is manufactured in this era, it must be replaced every 1 to 2 years.

And it doesn’t end there.

In this day and age, even a knife attack can be really dangerous.

It was better to preserve it when possible rather than extract it, and the new techniques of the Shaman faction are optimized for curing, as is the case with the Jeong faction.

After thinking about it in many ways, I decided that it would be better to preserve my eyes and wear an eye patch.

So I made an eye patch and sent it to him.

‘You said in your letter that you are using your eye patch well.’

They continued to send it to me as I grew.

Cheonwoo responded with great joy every time.

Slurp –

‘I’m looking forward to it.’

It was like that even in modern times.

As a doctor, it was very rewarding to hear that the child I treated was growing well and healthy.

If we happened to run into each other and recognized each other, I felt good all week long.

‘How much bigger has it become than before?’

This is how I met the child I treated at that time.

Jin Cheon-hee’s expectations were already high.

* * *

The remains of the Jeonjeondae elder of the Shaman sect who disappeared in Bulgwigok have been returned to the shaman after a long time.

The shaman was shocked by that fact.

“Do you mean true? Myeongdeok Sasuk, Myeongdeok Sasuk is back!”

Martial people age later than ordinary people. This was especially true for warriors with profound enlightenment.

Although he was over 80 years old, he only looked middle-aged.

But the eyes belong to an old man.

Also, to Jang Mun-in, who had the eyes of an old man, the deceased was still Sa-suk.

“It’s finally here….”

The elders held their breath as tears welled up in Jang Mun-in’s eyes.

Myeongdeok.

It is the name of the deceased.

The name was given in the hope that one would always be bright and virtuous.

Myeong-deok lived as a shaman with Jang Mun-in, and one day he became a guest of Buddha.

Sa-sook, who has had accidents and sometimes done mischievous things.

Jang Mun-in searched for Sa-suk’s body like a mouse, but was unable to find it.

“Did you say Sobaekryong? “I need to meet you in person.”

At those words, Elder Jeong Gwang quickly stopped him.

“There is no need for Jang Moon-in to come forward in person. We can meet you instead.”

“no…!”

Jeong Gwang could be said to be a powerful figure in the independent faction.

After blocking a long-standing Jeonghyeong Taoist and getting hit by an enemy’s sword instead, I could barely use my left arm.

Feeling guilty, Jang Mun-in tried to listen to anything Jeong Gwang said, and Jeong Gwang gradually expanded his influence within the shaman faction.

But this time, Jang Moon-in was different.

“I will welcome Sasuk in person.”

“I know how your brother wants to welcome you. But doesn’t handing over the remains also require procedures? The shaman’s long letter is a key position. Please keep the weight and leave the rest to us.”

“A risk!”

Several elders cleared their throats at Jeong Gwang’s words.

The ashes are not a problem, but the problem is the amount of money Jin Cheon-hee brought with him.

Originally, Yangui Shingong was a new practice that only a small number of practitioners within the Shaman sect were allowed to practice.

The problem was that the secret payment would be held by another non-partisan Buddhist monk who was not permitted to do so.

And Jeong Gwang was that unauthorized entity.

The previous Jang Mun-in did not allow it to just Jeong Gwang.

Even though Jeong Gwang became an elder and took his place within the shaman sect, Yangui Shinkong was bound by his will.

It was the order of a previous scholar, Jang Mun-in, who had early grasped the nature of Jeonggwang.

But, are you going to go and get the non-payment of Yangui Shingong instead?

What that meant was obvious.

“You can’t do that. “Jeong Gwang-ah…”

This was the name Jeong Hyeong, the shaman’s master, was called when he was not an elder or a master of the profession.

That’s why Jeong Gwang also called him by his nickname when he was young.

“execution. “Are you not going to allow me until the end?”

“I don’t need to tell you how dangerous Yangyi Shingong is, if you learn it incorrectly. “There must have been a good reason why your predecessor did not give it to you and tied it up in his will.”

“….”

Jeong Gwang clenched his fists. My fingernails dug into my palms and bled.

‘Even though I’ve increased my power this much… Is it not possible for Yang’s divine power to come to me?’

We prepared everything thoroughly.

The reason he got stabbed instead of Jang Mun-in in the first place was because Jang Mun-in himself felt that way in an urgent situation.

Jeong Gwang was merely injured while aiming at the enemy’s blind spot.

You don’t know how devastated I was when I couldn’t move one arm.

Therefore, he took advantage of his guilt and attracted numerous elders and lower-ranking children to his side.

To obtain Yang’s divine skill!

If that was the case, I was aiming for the slim possibility that my arm might be able to be repaired.

Nevertheless, the formulation remains unchanged.

With a face filled with guilt, I blocked it, saying it wasn’t going to work.

‘You must not miss this opportunity.’

If you miss this time, you may never have the chance to learn Yangyi Shingung again.

All you have to do is close your eyes for a moment.

All he had to do while receiving the payment and delivering it to Jeonghyeong was for Jeonghyeong to trust his conscience.

Or at least I hoped they would pretend to believe me.

I could do anything for that.

When Jeong Gwang cleared his throat, the elders began to say a word one by one.

“So you don’t trust Elder Jeong Gwang?”

“If that’s true, I and the other children will join us and observe while the remains are received.”

A long fight has begun.

Originally, there wouldn’t have been much controversy.

It was a fight between a desperate, rotten Daoist and a Jang Mun-in who was weakened by guilt.

* * *

While the meeting was held at the Shaman faction, Jin Cheon-hee sat quietly and ate refreshments.

‘Hmm, the shaman’s refreshments… contain a lot of cinnamon. There will be likes and dislikes. This is definitely an adult’s taste. Still, Suksu is not lacking in skills. ‘X-flavored tea that portrays Taoist frugality.’

Strictly speaking, it is a bit difficult to say that Tao is a tea ceremony.

The reason I pretended to do that was because all the ingredients used in this refreshment were expensive.

‘Isn’t there beef fat in this slice? First of all, it is certain that shamans eat meat.’

On the outside, it looks like a frugal vegetarian snack, but it is fried using beef fat and pork fat.

‘I don’t think it’s to your taste, Master. this.’

If it’s okay, I’d like to learn a lesson and serve it to Master’s tea table, but this is so good that Zhugelin will throw it away after three bites.

‘Teacher, when it’s sweet, it’s definitely sweet, and when it’s bitter, he likes it to be bitter. Because I don’t like the taste of these kids who pretend to be Taoists.’

But that didn’t mean it wasn’t Jin Cheon-hee’s taste.

Jin Cheon-hee emptied the refreshments at a rapid pace and called again to fill and empty them.

Every movement of eating was graceful, but the speed was formidable.

It was then.

“brother…!” The

door

to the tea room opened and a man as big as a mountain came in.

‘who…?’

Full body muscular, white tiger-like clothing, and black leather gloves. A black eye patch on the face.

The voice was obviously very kind, but the impression it gave off was so harsh that Jin Cheon-hee’s thoughts stopped for three seconds.

And around his neck was a black and white rabbit scarf.

It was too small and cute for a man to wear.

“Could it be Cheon…Woo…Ni?”

“You haven’t changed at all!”

He has grown into a handsome young man with a great face, but the synergy between his eyepatch and his physique is incredible.

Rather than a shaman’s master, he seemed like a master of the Sapa who had experienced many hardships.

On the other hand, etiquette is also a prestigious political faction itself.

“You’ve grown a lot.”

“Can I hug you just once?”

“okay. “Let’s give it a hug.”

As soon as Jin Cheon-hee gave permission, Cheon-woo hugged Jin Cheon-hee. Then he patted my back with a big hand.

“Don’t you know how much I missed you? “How happy I am to see you like this.”

Clearly, Cheonwoo was between life and death due to malnutrition and congenital syphilis at the time.

He was a child I was so worried about that the expression that he was small would not be enough.

“The strength of the non-partisan faction is really good.”

“ha ha ha. “I had a hard time because my joints were so sore, but at some point, they became as big as bamboo.”

“Great. Good. “It’s good to see you healthy.”

I felt rewarded as a doctor.

“You still wear the rabbit scarf.”

“My brother gave it to me, so of course.”

“…I’ll make a new one and send it to you.”

A rabbit scarf doesn’t make sense for someone of that size.

“Oh right. brother. “I was given a nickname.”

Jin Cheon-hee’s eyes widened at those words.

Becoming a lay disciple and leaving at the right time was a different story than receiving enlightenment and putting down roots.

“Then it will be impossible to get married for the rest of your life, is that okay?”

Becoming a non-partisan Buddhist was not simply a matter of living with that mindset.

There may be slight differences in rules depending on the work, but basically, one must live single without having a companion throughout one’s life.

In an era when the value of the body, the country, and the world was passed down like the golden and jade ancestors, the fact that there was no succession of generations was that big of a deal.

“are you okay. “I had no intention of getting married in the first place.”

“….”

Although Cheonwoo didn’t say anything, he seemed to have made a big decision.

The voice that answered was rather reassuring.

“okay. “A life devoted solely to martial arts is also meaningful.”

Jin Cheonhee was a little moved.