Chapter 48

Episode 48. Traces of colluding with the bandit (2)

The fireman was curious and approached a rock in the shape of a dragon or a snake.

The rock was a bit far from the living buildings and was not engulfed in flames.

I lowered my head and looked under the rock, and there was a very similarly small gap.

‘Have you ever thought of selling a trap with a dragon rock after seeing this?’

There may or may not be anything, but I felt the need to check anyway.

Carefully, I first scanned the area around the crack with a branch.

Tick.

Something got caught in a tree branch.

I lifted the twig to check, and there was a sharp needle stuck in it.

‘Could this be a trap?’

The fireman instantly got goosebumps.

If even this was a trap, the bandit leader was so meticulous and thorough that it made me think it was amazing.

The fireman calmed himself down for a moment, then carefully looked around again.

Tick tick tick.....

A few needles stuck into the tree.

After skimming through the crevices of the rocks several times, when the needles no longer stuck, I went deeper with a twig.

Fortunately, nothing caught this time.

The fireman lit a branch on fire and peered into the crack in the rock.

There were no sharp needles hidden like the crevices of the dragon rock, but there was also something instead.

It was just a crack in the rocks, and there were only small pebbles and sand piled up underneath.

‘Did I get it wrong?’

It wasn’t too deep, so there was nothing more to see.

Disappointed, I dipped the fire on the branch to the ground and tried to get up, but the branch was embedded in the sand deeper than I thought.

“what!”

Something flashed by, so I poked through the sandy ground with a twig. No matter how sandy it is, it was too easily broken.

The fireman took out a hoe and started digging in earnest.

blank.

As he was hoeing, he heard the sound of stamping an empty barrel. The feeling came at once.

“Did I really bury some treasure?”

After digging some more, a small box came out.

The box was locked with a key, but it was easily smashed open with a few blows with a hoe.

Whoa ah.

I wished there was a flash of golden light coming out of the open box, but unfortunately there was none.

“uh! What is it?”

“Is it a treasure trove?”

Ojang and Dan hurriedly ran to see the box the fireman was holding.

The fireman took out what was in the box and showed it to the two.

“Instead of the treasure, it contains something like this.”

What the painter took out were several small sheets of parchment.

The two looked puzzled because they couldn’t read.

The fireman showed me a box with nothing but a few sheets of parchment.

“Does it say that treasure is buried somewhere?”

“no. Unfortunately, the date and size of soldiers who are very far from the treasure are written to come to subdue the bandits. Everything is old.”

After hearing the fireman’s words, Ojang and Dan made absurd expressions, and after a while they nodded as if they understood something.

“So someone gave military secrets to the bandit leader.”

“yes.”

“What bastard did that?”

“I don’t know who informed me.”

“is it so. Isn’t that a useless piece of parchment?”

“It’s useless to us, but it must have been useful to the bandit boss someday.”

“She’s good.”

When Ojang clicked his tongue, the painter threw the box away, looked over the parchment, and put it in his bosom.

“What are you doing with useless things? Just burn it.”

“I was wondering if there might be something to write about later.”

“Having such things for no reason only brings out anger. I don’t know who wrote the parchment, but it must be the head of the military. Would you mind knowing if the congressman had the parchment? It is better to burn such an abomination cleanly and erase it from memory.”

“If I have this, I might be holding someone’s weakness in the military leadership.”

It felt as if my fingertips were hot like iron on a fire. Of course, it couldn’t have been that hot.

It just felt that way.

‘I feel the power that can pierce through iron along with the tremendous heat. Is this the strength Professor Jo showed me then?’

While the fireman felt awe at the suddenly manifested power, on the other hand, he wondered why this power started in the lower abdomen.

In the human body map he drew, the starting point of strength was the tip of the toe.

Of course, the scalp also has a starting point, but compared to the toes, its power is insignificant.

Anyway, if the starting point is the tip of the foot, the heat should rise from the tip of the foot, but strangely, the heat is rising from the lower abdomen.

When I recalled the source of the heat, it was like the heat that had been gathered only in my lower stomach while opening the Seonin Ki-gyeong.

‘I don’t understand why the starting point is the lower abdomen.’

The fireman tried to repeat the same motion again, wondering if he felt it was wrong.

However, the heat still started in the lower abdomen.

This time, the painter stepped in reverse and organically moved all the muscles from the fingertips to the forearms, shoulders, back and waist, to the thighs, calves and ankles.

hot. Whoa ah.

Again, the heat rose from his lower abdomen and spread to his toes.

‘It’s also the belly. Is it because the lower abdomen is the central point of the human body?’

Numerous qigong people say that internal energy accumulates in the danjeon, but I wondered if this was the case.

Suddenly, I remembered that Lieutenant Jo had shown a demonstration of using his palms to shatter a wooden chopping board that could only be cracked if he hit it with an ax after making his palms warm.

‘I think I can do it with this level of strength.’

The fireman looked at the pile of logs on one side of the backyard.

There were some made to be used as firewood with an ax, but there were also others that were not.

The fireman picked up a log that had not been hammered with the axe and placed it on the cutting board before concentrating.

‘I don’t think it’s going to work with just one finger, so let’s gather the heat with all five fingers and hit it.’

The painter organically moved all the muscles connected to the five fingers and extended his fist forward.

hot.

In an instant, heat like a ball of fire surged from the Danjeon and gathered into a fist.

pug. Crisp.

“Keugh!”

The thick logs shattered as if struck with a sledgehammer. But at the same time, the fireman’s hands were also not intact.

The skin on his knuckles peeled off and it hurt terribly.

“What is it? Inspector Jo’s hands are fine, but why did I have a bruise?”

The wound wasn’t deep, but I didn’t think I’d be able to punch it recklessly for the time being.

The fireman touched his tingling hand for a moment before looking at the broken log.

Hijac.

Laughter came out of nowhere.

A sore hand is sick, and the result far exceeded his expectations.

“This is what it means to use inner strength. This is no joke.”

The fireman was excited, so he tried punching again by sailing through the air, not through a log.

Cheer.

At that moment, I felt pain in my lower abdomen as if I had been stabbed with a needle.

‘Keugh! Why why is he like this?’

The peeling on the back of the hand was considered insignificant, but the pain in the lower abdomen was not serious.

The fireman carefully stretched out his fist again, just in case.

Jizzing.

“Does this sound like muscle pain? Did you overdo it?”

I was terrified for a moment.

After thinking it through, I slowly reproduced the motion again, and I immediately knew what the problem was.

He was surprised to suddenly use muscles he hadn’t used before.

‘I think I got sick from overdoing it all of a sudden, what should I do? Should I quit training today?’

It suddenly occurred to me that athletes do stretching for an hour or more after a workout to loosen up the muscles.

‘If the muscles get tight, I stretch them to release them. Wouldn’t it be okay if I stretched my lower abdomen to loosen them?’

When I thought about it, it seemed that if I modified the Seonin Gi-kyung a little, I would be able to see the same effect as if I had sufficiently stretched it.

The painter thought for a while about how to transform the Seoningi-gyeong, and then unfolded the Seonin-gi-gyeong, which was transformed into a stretching format, as a test.

Although it is a deformed Seonin Gi-kyung, it is still a Seon-in Gi-gyeong, so heat is generated and gathered in the lower abdomen.

And the heat gently caressed and released the muscles in the lower abdomen that were tense from the tingling pain.

‘It works. The muscles that were surprised are relaxed.’

Thinking that he was lucky, the painter practiced the modified Seonin Gi-kyung until all the muscle pain in his lower abdomen disappeared.

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