Boom boom! Boom boom!

The village elders were watching the wall breaking apart whenever Jong-seok touched it.

"Wow...."

"What is this..."

"Have you learned some kind of power?"

When people looked at the stone with surprised eyes, the stone quickly smashed the wall and wiped away the sweat.

As the stones were built on the ground, Jongseok was able to move by spreading his inner strength in one place.

Thus, the wall hit by Jong-seok did not break much, but was broken into small gravel forms.

Anyway, Jong-seok, who smashed all the walls, saw the adults. Kim Bok-dong asked the look with a puzzled look.

"Did you learn to drive?"

"I learned martial arts, not power."

"Martial arts?"

"Yes."

"Do you know what it's like to have a sword or martial arts?"

"It's a little different, but it's not wrong."

Kim Bok-dong smiled and saw Jong-seok dragging a cart with his feet and shoveling gravel, and when he saw Jong-seok, he walked to the village with some elderly people.

It's too much to do all this with a single cart, so it's better to take things like shovels and hammers and help.

As the villagers dragged the cart, the work speed increased.

I could finish all the work when the sun was down. Thanks to him, Jong-seok went by car to buy makgeolli and meat and served the elders.

Jong-seok, who woke up early in the morning, was walking on a wall around his house.

As I told Jang, there is nothing better to make a road than a man stepping on.

So whenever I had time, I diligently stepped on the ground. Among the pieces of stone that had been crushed and laid out, the flat stone saw the floor as it stepped on it.

Jong-seok nodded at some outline of the road.

"The first work is done..."

Now that we've built a new wall and made a road, the yin-gi heading home will head for the river along the wall and the road.

And perhaps because of such work, the sound quality of the house was reduced a lot.

And as time passes, the phonograph in the house will naturally disappear and flow into the river.

'Hmm... but it's still a place with a lot of notes, so I can't move right away. I'm afraid I'll have to move in in the spring.’

The house's yin was still piled up, so it was necessary to postpone moving until the energy was gone.

And there were still a few more things to do.

Jong-seok, who was looking around him, nodded and dragged his unicycle to the village.

"Is there a jujube tree seedling in the village?"

A jujube tree is a tree with energy. Jong-seok planned to plant such jujube trees around the wall to prevent the sound of coming home.

Entering the village, Jong-seok called Kim Bok-dong, the village head.

"Hello. I'm sorry I called you this morning."

It's okay. It's okay.

Kim Bok-dong, who has a rather blunt voice, was comfortable with him.

"I was wondering if I could get a jujube seedling."

The jujube seedlings... How many do you need?

"About twenty trees?"

But you only need seedlings? What kind of fertilizer do you need to plant?

"I need that, too.”

Then I'll take care of your order.

"I was going to buy it in town, but isn't it in town?”

There are some jujube trees, but there won't be any seedlings. So you want me to order?

"Then do it."

I'll order and call you back.

"Thank you."

Jong-seok, who finished the call with it, saw the cart.

"If I had known, I shouldn't have dragged the cart.”

Jong-seok, who was thinking about it, started to walk around the village with a cart. Since I came in, I was going to go around the village to see what it looked like.

The village was a typical rural figure. There was a rice paddy next to the house and a small waterway.

"Shall we buy some fields and farm?”

I thought it would be nice to buy some fields close to home and farm.

Jong-seok, who was walking with such thoughts, turned his head to the sound of a car coming from behind.

Behind the scene was an ambulance approaching carefully through the alley.

Jong-seok looked around him, dragged the wagon, and ran forward.

The ambulance takes a cart to pass, so he wants to get away quickly. Jong-seok, who passed the road quickly, saw an ambulance at the crossroads and pointed to both sides.

I'm asking you where you're going. When the ambulance blinked to the left, Jong-seok dragged the cart to the right.

As an ambulance passed by, the driver opened the window and lowered his head, and Jong-seok bowed to each other.

"And who was hurt?”

When an ambulance comes, it means we have an emergency patient. Worried about him, Jong-seok dragged the wagon and quickly chased behind the ambulance.

The ambulance stopped in front of one house and soon two paramedics hurried out of the car.

And when I knocked on the door of the house, an old lady rushed out of the house.

"Here! Here!"

When paramedics rushed inside to see the grandmother hurrying to open the door, Jong-seok followed suit after a while.

"Grandpa, are you awake? I can tell you my grandfather's name."

From the open visit, a grandfather was unconscious and collapsed.

When Jong-seok saw the paramedic who checked consciousness and heart rate, he took off his shoes and went inside.

"I'm an oriental doctor. Can I see you for a moment?”

"Do you have an oriental doctor?"

"Yes."

Once the doctor was a doctor, the paramedics opened the door, and Jong-seok felt his grandfather's pulse.

Looking at the stone, the paramedic opened his mouth.

"No consciousness, no heartbeat."

When the paramedics secretly looked at the grandmother in front of the room, Jong-seok carefully looked at her and opened his mouth.

I nodded. As the paramedics said, there was no pulse.

"Will you hold on to your grandfather on both sides?"

When two paramedics caught his grandfather on both sides, Jong-seok closed his palm and hit his heart hard.

Phew!

When two paramedics hit him so hard that he shook his eyes wide open at the moment.

"Gasp!"

Paramedics were surprised to see his grandfather open his eyes, breathing heavily.

Jong-seok put his hands on his grandfather's neck and chest and began to gently massage him.

Srrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The grandfather's rough breathing slowly began to rest under Jong-seok's touch.

Feeling the pulse of such an old man, Jong-seok said.

"I think I've had a heart attack for a while. I think we should take him to the hospital for a thorough examination."

"Okay."

On Jong-seok's horse, the paramedic laid his grandfather on a stretcher and carefully moved him out.

The grandmother, who saw it, lowered her head while looking at Jong-seok.

"Thank you. Thank you."

"No, go ahead."

Grandmother nodded at Jong-seok's words and hurried into the ambulance.

And looking at the ambulance leaving, Jongseok looked around. Jong-seok, who saw the cluttered room in a hurry, roughly cleaned it up, cracked down on the door and came out.

Jongseok was planting jujube tree seedlings delivered to his home inside the wall.

And Kim Bok-dong was helping such Jongseok. I thought I could dig in and plant trees, but listening to Kim Bok-dong, I had a lot to think about.

It's a small tree now, but as time went by, I had to think about it and plant it at intervals.

Kim Bok-dong asked next to Jong-seok, who planted jujube trees at regular intervals.

"But why plant so many jujube trees?”

"It's a place with a lot of yin, so it's not harmful to your home if you plant a plant with energy."

"Really?"

"It's some kind of wooden shield around the house."

Kim Bok-dong asked Jong-seok while looking at the mountain.

"But is that feng shui or something really there?"

When asked by Kim Bok-dong, Jong-seok said after thinking for a while.

"When you farm, you plant the same species and give them the same fertilizer, but there's land that grows well and doesn't, right?”

"Right."

"There's a land where people grow well, and there's a land where people don't grow well... It's feng shui to recognize it."

"So is it true that the house here is harmful to the town?”

"Yes."

When Kim Bok-dong saw the house with worried eyes, Jong-seok smiled and said.

"It is true that the house has blocked the mountain's sound and covered the village. And it's true that people's bodies are damaged by sound. But now that the yingi has opened the way for the village, the yingi, which was heading for the village, moves towards where it was supposed to go. So it's no longer harmful to the village."

"So you're saying that even the sick in town are sick because of the yingi?"

"Most of the villagers are old, so even a small change of energy can cause them to get sick. But now that you're on your way, you're going to get a lot better."

"Then I'm glad..."

Kim Bok-dong, who nodded at Jong-seok's words, suddenly asked.

"But when did you finish studying feng shui like this?”

"I started learning Chinese medicine while I was studying this and that."

"Have you studied oriental medicine?"

"Don't you watch Korean breakfast?"

"See."

"Then I would have seen my oriental doctor there.”

While filming the morning of Koreans, Jong-seok gave the villagers a lot of heartbreak and medical treatment.

Even if you don't take medicine, you can get green onions and garlic.

"Really? I've seen it from time to time, so I guess you haven't seen it."

Kim Bok-dong, who was looking at Jongseok, looked at him with surprised eyes.

"Are you an oriental doctor, then?"

"Yes."

"Hey...."

Kim Bok-dong smiled as he looked at Jong-seok with surprised eyes.

"Then look at me."

"Are you feeling any better?"

"Where are you feeling bad? I'm just seeing if it's going to be bad."

Jong-seok nodded at Kim Bok-dong and grabbed the wrist. And after looking at Mac for a while, he said with a smile.

"These days... you'll feel weak in the morning and sleep a lot in the evening."

"That's all at this age. But is there something wrong with this?”

"As everyone ages, it's still a little early for you."

"Really? Then should I at least take a pill?"

When Kim Bok-dong tilted his head, Jong-seok looked at the mountain.

"Would you like to go up the mountain?”

"San?"

"I'll find you some herbs that are good for your recovery."

At Jong-seok's words, Kim Bok-dong nodded and began to climb the mountain with him.

Jongseok, who climbed the mountain, looked around and found herbs and taught Kim Bok-dong how to eat them.

Kim Bok-dong also lived in the countryside, so some herbs could be distinguished, but Jong-seok's herbs were not what he knew.

Anyway, the stalagmites that were climbing the mountain, digging up herbs, could be seen from places to places where the most visible.

"There are many tombs, too."

"Have you ever climbed a mountain?”

"It's my first time going up to repair my house."

"I heard you said you'd have a lot of graves on this mountain?"

"I thought there would be many tombs because Feng Shui is a good place to sit in.”

"Do you know that?"

"Pung-soo has developed a lot to recognize the tomb site."

"Amazing."

Jong-seok, smiling at Kim Bok-dong's words, stopped walking.

'Huh?'

Jong-seok, who saw one side of the tomb, moved to the place. And in the eyes of Jong-seok, who carefully knelt, there was a grass sticking out its head even in the snow.

'Whitegrass?'

The potter's herb was sticking out its head. And this was a herb not in Donguibogam.

Baekgolcho was a Yeongcho in the experience of madman and Youngdan making.

'There really is a white plant.'

Thinking that way, Jong-seok began to dig up the white bone plants carefully. White-bone grass was a plant whose white mucus permeated the joints of the leaves like a white bone, as white bones.

'This could make a noise squad.’

Recalling the spirit that can be made of white bone vinegar, Jong-seok carefully began to dig up herbs.

Once I saw it, I could see a lot of white corvina in places. Perhaps because it was a mountain with a strong sound and the energy did not go out, the white-bone grass was scattered all over the place.

He was excited to dig out the baekgolcho.

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