Jong-seok was treating at the licensed clinic today as well.

Jong-seok, who gave the patient a needle, briefly checked the time and sent the next patient in.

He was a pale middle-aged man who came inside.

"Cough! Cough!"

Looking at a middle-aged man coming in with a cough, Jong-seok said.

"Mr. Kang Chul-woo?"

Kang Chul-woo nodded softly to the question of Jong-seok and sat down on the chair.

"Hoo!"

Jong-seok said, looking at Kang Chul-woo, who was exhaling loudly.

"I had no time to go down to Boryeong, so I had him come this way."

"Someone with work has to come.”

Jong-seok nodded at Kang Chul-woo's words. Kang Chul-woo was the owner of the Boryeong house.

There was a call from Jang asking if he heard the story or if he could meet him.

That's why I asked him to come to the licensed clinic. I didn't mean to buy a house, but I didn't have to go to Boryeong to meet her.

And I'm afraid I'm not feeling well, so I'm thinking of seeing a doctor.

"Since you're here, I'd like to start with a tinge."

When Kang Chul-woo reached out his hand, Jong-seok grabbed the wrist and nodded his head as he was in a vein.

"Have you been to the hospital?”

"It's called a cold. It's not falling."

"The symptoms are similar. Cold with chills... But it's a symptom of the accumulation of negative energy in the body."

Jong-seok, who raised his body with a horse, opened his fist and closed it, and stood behind him.

"It'll hurt a little."

"What?"

"It's good for your health, so bear with it a little."

As Kang Chul-woo picked his breath as if he was nervous, Jong-seok's back was light, but the power penetrated the shell and penetrated deep into the bone.

"Crrrrrrrrr!"

Jong-seok's face was slightly impressed by Kang Chul-woo's groaning and enduring pain.

It's gonna hurt. You're patient.'

People who receive it or people who don't know if it's good for their health scream at first.

Kang Chul-woo, however, was holding back the pain with only a small moan. In any case, Jong-seok, who hit Kang Chul-woo's body repeatedly, soon stopped his hand.

"What do you say?"

Kang Chul-woo breathed heavily into Jong-seok's words, then spat out and raised his head.

The flush was young on his pale face. And his red bloodshot eyes stabilized.

"Hoo! I wonder if I've ever been this warm.”

I was feeling the chill and chill that had been bothering me in the meantime disappear.

Jong-seok, who was looking at such a steel rain, asked.

"How long have you lived in that house?”

"After three years of building the house, I left the house because I felt so sick."

"If you've heard from Mr. Chang, you've probably noticed, but he lives in a place where there's a lot of negative energy. So now I'm using my own hand to pull out the yin and pump up the yang energy."

"Are you saying it's internal engineering?”

Jong-seok nodded at Kang Chul-woo, who knew about his inner workings before coming.

"So it is."

"Then what should I do with my house?"

Perhaps because of the effect on Jong-seok's touch, Kang Chul-woo's face was hard to believe.

That's why the flu, which had not improved even after dozens of visits to hospitals, has improved so much at once.

In addition, Jong-seok is an oriental doctor and a celebrity on TV. I don't think such a person will cheat with a windfall.

Looking at Kang Chul-woo, Jong-seok said,

"Home and people are connected. So if you use a wrong house, you can go beyond hurting people."

"Even if you don't live at home now?"

"Do you know the vampire legend?"

"A vampire legend? You mean the vampire?”

"Western legends show that vampires need permission from their owners to enter human homes."

"I don't think anyone's gonna want a vampire in?"

"I won't invite you if I know you're a vampire, but if you don't show your teeth, they look like humans. Of course I've never seen it."

"That's... that's right.”

"I thought that even in the West, where people don't seem to care about the flag or the feng shui, the house and the owner are connected. It means that Westerners thought about their homes very seriously."

"Then what should I do?"

"The best thing is to push the house away."

"Home?"

Jong-seok said to Kang Chul-woo, who showed a precious light.

"It would have cost you money to build a house, but... I'm sure Jang told you, but it's a bad place."

"Well, I heard from Mr. Chang that there's a way..."

"When I live, I'll change the terrain and have a view that's good for feng shui, but... It's not easy for me to work because I'm too busy to live in."

"That's... I'm sure you are. If you have a feng shui teacher, could you introduce him to me?"

"I've learned it myself, so I don't really know anyone..."

"Ah..."

Kang Chul-woo sighed at him.

"Then what happens if you don't push the house?”

"I've been comforting myself now, but I'm going to keep chasing Mr. Kang, whose energy is the owner of the house."

"Well... is there any other way?"

"Selling the house is one way, but... I don't recommend it because I'm passing on the bad things that happen to Kang."

Kang Chul-woo opened his mouth after a while at Jong-seok's words.

"How about Mr. Lee's residence, then?"

"Me?"

"Listening to you, Mr. Lee seems to be able to fix the feng shui there... Why don't you buy it and fix it? I'll sell it if you pay me for the land."

I thought for a moment about Kang Chul-woo's words.

If it's just the price of land... I think it'’

The site is the problem, not the house. And the house I saw when I went there before was pretty decent.

"I think I'll have to consult with my parents."

"Then you should discuss it."

When Kang Chul-woo got up, Jong-seok began to see the next patient.

***

Jongseok family, or Jongseok, bought Kang Chul-woo's house. At first, he asked me to buy a different house because the site was bad, but he knew his parents liked the view, so he decided to fix the site on his own. I bought a house after talking.

The house was quite large. The building had a floor space of 34 pyeong and the site was about 200 pyeong.

Jong-seok, who had transferred his name, stood at Boryeong House. He took a couple of days off on weekends to fix his house feng shui.

Is it because I transferred my name? I feel a little stronger.’

Perhaps because of the name of the house, the sound was stronger than before.

And I felt that the flow was going to me.

"The vampire legend isn't exactly wrong."

Recalling the Western legend that the house and the owner were connected, Jong-seok moved to the fence to extinguish the urgent fire.

Blame!

On top of the wall, Jong-seok's eyes showed a brick made of yellow clay placed on the wall.

The bricks ordered in advance arrived well and piled up.

When Jong-seok saw it, he looked around and thought about what to do first.

"First of all, we make a circular wall around a house.”

The present contents block the sound of the mountain valley. And the energy comes over the wall and into the house because it cannot stop all the energy.

It is the same principle that curves without making a right angle when making a waterway.

It is to make a curve for the wall so that the energy flows from side to side without colliding.

When there is more moisture, it rains, and when it rains, the energy of the earth rises and everything matures.

So brick also prepared something made of yellow soil.

'If you rule the spirit of the Toro and let it be won, you will be blessed in the house.’

Thinking that way, Jongseok began to build a wall of yellow clay bricks in a circular shape.

The elderly were talking at the senior citizen center in Boseong-ri.

"I heard they sold two floors down the mountain.”

An old lady said to an old man.

"Chung-sik said the villagers were sick because of the bad housing site there.”

A middle-aged man laughed at his grandmother, who said what Chung-sik, who owns real estate in the city, said.

"Is there anyone in the world who sees a home these days?"

Grandmother shook her head at the words of village head Kim Bok-dong.

"But I don't think Chung-sik's words are wrong, either. The feng shui-boda said that the fact that there are many graves in the mountain behind is perfect.”

"I guess you heard it somewhere.”

"But it's true that the villagers are very sick after the house was built.”

"It's a cold. It's an all-time illness. It's strange that no one is sick in a neighborhood with many elderly people.”

It's not wrong, so my grandmother nodded and said,

"But there's a young man there working on it."

"Construction?"

"It's like building a wall.”

"Dam? Your wall is fine there. Why?"

"I don't know."

Kim Bok-dong, who had been thinking for a while about her grandmother's words, rose up.

"Go on?"

"If you moved in, you're from my neighborhood. If you have anything to help, you should help."

Kim Bok-dong's words raised some grandfathers up.

"Then let's go together.”

"Are you going to go, too?"”

"What's the point of playing? And I wonder who moved in."

Kim Bok-dong nodded at the adults getting up and began to move with them to a two-story house on the river.

Jong-seok was hammering the wall with a gun-gon-palgwajang.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Whenever Jong-seok's palm moved, the existing wall broke down.

Jong-seok, who was smashing the wall like that, stopped his hand and raised his head at the noise.

Then, out of the wall, adults who seemed to be villagers were seen approaching.

Did I make too much noise?’

When Hwangtodam was somewhat completed, Jongseok broke the existing wall.

I was going to make a path outside the wall with the existing wall debris. The existing walls are full of the sounds that have been piled up, so if you make a path out of the debris, the sound will naturally flow through the debris to the river.

But the sound of breaking the wall was loud, so people seemed to be coming. Jong-seok tapped his hand and dusted it off.

Then he walked to the approaching adults.

"Hello."

"That... eh?"

One of the senior citizens who was greeted by Jong-seok looked at him with surprise and said,

"Isn't he the morning person of Koreans?"

"Yes, that's right. Lee Jong-seok."

Jong-seok lowered his head, and the old man pointed his finger at him with a surprised and welcome face.

"You're the one who comes out on a Korean morning.”

"Yes."

"You bought this house?”

Jong-seok smiled and nodded at the adults who recognized him being happy.

"Yes, I look forward to working with you."

"Yay... a Korean breakfast cook came to live in our town and this is a good thing."

When Jong-seok bowed to his elders, Kim Bok-dong reached out his hand.

"I'm Kim Bok-dong, the village head. If you have anything to ask from now on, do it anytime."

"This is Lee Jong-seok."

"It's nice to have a young man like you moving in without a young man in town. Let's help each other."

"Okay."

Kim Bok-dong, who laughed and talked, saw Jong-seok.

"So while I'm here, I'm thinking of helping you, what can I do for you?”

"I can do it alone..."

"I prefer ten hands to one hand. Feel free to talk comfortably. It's the country's generosity to help each other."

"Well... I'll break the stone for you, so could you spread it out on the outskirts of the wall?”

When Jong-seok roughly drew the shape in front of the wall, Kim Bok-dong nodded.

"Yes, let's do that."

When Jong-seok entered the fence with his elders, he saw a half-broken old wall.

"Did you break it by yourself without equipment?"

"Yes."

"It's going to take some time to break it down alone."

"I'll break it down soon."

Kim Bok-dong looked around when Jong-seok raised his hand as he approached the wall with a horse.

"By the way, I can't see the big hammer.”

Boom! Boom!

Kim Bok-dong turned his head to a loud noise that suddenly came. And astonishment and astonishment on his face were young.

Every time Jongseok moved his hand, the brick wall was shattered.

Hududduduk! Hududduduk!

'This...this?'

Kim Bok-dong, who was looking at Jong-seok's wall with curious and surprised eyes, lightly kicked the wall next to him.

Puck!

Then Kim Bok-dong groaned and fell on his knees and pressed his feet with his hands.

"Crowl!"

I was wondering if the rain and wind had weakened the wall. It's hard when you hit it's hard.

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