40 Reading books gives you more experience! 40 (Pay begins)

Dangling!

Seeing a glimpse of the entrance to the bell ringing, Jong-seok lowered his head to the book he had read again.

These days, Jong-seok has been focusing on books that he should learn or memorize when he becomes a senior in high school.

I'm trying to read it in advance because it's a book that I have to read when I become a senior in high In addition, the old bookstore was filled with such books.

"Give me this book."

When a female student, who appears to be a middle school girl, presents her reference books, Jong-seok slips them! He opened it up and said,

"Do you prefer having a memo or being clean?”

"It's good to be clean.”

"Wait a minute."

When Jong-seok went to the bookstore, where there were piles of reference books, he soon brought the same books as the female student brought.

"It's a little clean."

"Oh! Thank you."

"Because it's 2,000 won per ticket. Eight thousand won."

When the girl gave her 10,000 won, Jong-seok, who gave her 2,000 won back, put the book in an envelope.

"Good-bye."

"Yes! Goodbye."

When Jong-seok lowered his head back to the book, the girl looked at him with a slightly red face and slipped out.

"How do you like it?"

The other girls approached the girl who came out and talked to her.

"I'm not totally handsome, but the atmosphere is so nice.”

"Right. You're not a pretty boy, but your eyes are so good.”

"Yes. And your arm muscles are really nice."

"Ha! I wish you'd pat your arm muscles once..."

The girls laughed at each other and began to laugh at Jong-seok, who was seen through the window.

Unaware of the girls looking at him in the store, Jong-seok, who was reading a book, turned over the last page and covered the book.

"Yes!"

After sitting for hours reading boring social books, Jong-seok stretched himself out.

Then Jong-seok stroked his lower abdomen with his hands.

What's wrong with this?

I felt it before, but my lower abdomen continued to feel heavy.

Jong-seok, who was pressing his lower abdomen for a while, stood in front of the mirror on one side and lifted his clothes up.

Sweep!

"Argh!"

As soon as the boat was lifted, Jong-seok turned his head in amazement at the scream outside the window.

And in his eyes he could see the girls who had bought the book earlier and the girls whose faces were ripe several times screaming at him.

'Oh, my God!

The girls seemed surprised because they had their stomachs peeled off.

Of course, the girls shouted because they liked Jong-seok's abs as soon as he opened his belly.

Anyway, surprised Jong-seok hurriedly pulled down his clothes and opened the door and came out.

"Sorry, I didn't know anyone was watching."

At Jong-seok's words, the girls rushed to see him.

“I exercise my brother?”

"You're so pretty."

"A man of complete brute. No, beast!"

"Argh!"

Jong-seok smiled and said again when he saw a female student calling himself a beast, unlike when he was embarrassed when he bought the book.

"I'm sorry anyway.”

"No, we appreciate it."

"Thanks?"

"Huh! No. Then we'll go."

Now that she felt ashamed, the girls turned around in a hurry, and Jong-seok came into the study room while looking at the back.

Then he glanced out of the window and stood in front of the mirror again.

And I was about to open my belly again, but I thought it was a little bit weird to put up my clothes at the store, so I looked down at the belly.

Then he began to hit his lower abdomen lightly with his hands.

Puck! Puck!

It was so powerful that a heavy sound sounded even if it was light.

Jong-seok, who was checking his lower abdomen through a sense of percussion, tilted his head.

There's nothing wrong.

No, there's nothing wrong. In addition, the condition was rather good. My stomach was light and my bowel was clear.

'Hmm....'

Jong-seok, who was pounding on the lower abdomen for a while, raised his head. And I could see the books reflected in the mirror.

It is a novel that greatly influenced the Korean martial arts, written by a master of Chinese martial arts novels.

Jongseok has read this novel several times. And it's the favorite book of the president of Go Seobang...

Jong-seok, who was looking at the hero, suddenly stroked his lower abdomen.

"You don't believe me?"

It occurred to me that the feeling of dysentery in the lower abdomen might be the inner workings.

It was a little absurd to think of it as an internal attack, but considering the experiences Jong-seok gained, I couldn't say no.

Jong-seok looked in the mirror and was lost in thought.

'In my academic experience, there was nothing about internal engineering. It's just that training a dry ball can give you a lot of energy and make you healthy. So it's a monk's experience?'

When Jong-seok wanted to experience massage, it was the monk's water heater and the tapestry that was inside it.

So the experience of a monk was focused on the tapeworm and the tapestry. When you hit a person with a spoon, the method is a variant of a thousand-leaf tree.

Cheonyeopsu is a good hand tool for hitting, pinching, and beating.

However, even the monk's experience did not include any information on internal affairs. That's why Jong-seok had never thought about his inner workings until now.

"But when I think about it, I also gained additional experience with Chinese characters from my academic experience.”

Moon Il-il and Gun Gon-gugong from the experience of academic study, but there is something else.

It was an experience to do calligraphy. Didn't the experience make you good at calligraphy?

If so, he may have gained additional experience from the experience of a monk.

Straight into...

'Well, come to think of it, there's also something about fighting in the experience of Cheonyeop-soo.’

When fighting against bandits or moorings, Seung-ri used a thousand-leaf tree. Perhaps the Experience Book showed it to him to give him the experience of a thousand leaf trees needed for massage.

But... the monk also used his inner workings while using the tapeworm. Otherwise, it is impossible to explain the movement of monks who move like the wind seen in their dreams and the power of hand-pulling through trees.

"Should I think that my natural experience includes my own work?"

Jong-seok, who had that thought, slowly raised his hand while looking at his lower abdomen.

Then slowly began to spread out the coniferous tree.

Sweep! Sweep!

Consciously, he slowly unfolded the roof-end tiles and focused his mind on the lower abdomen.

Sweep! Sweep!

As slowly as possible, the inner workings that are thought to be in the lower abdomen are to feel if they are really moving.

'If the inner workings are heterogeneity, then the sense of dysentery will also move if you unfold the tectonic tree.’

Sweep! Sweep!

How many times have they spread out along the herbivores of the natural leaves? Curiosity was young on Jong-seok's face.

'Something's moving.’

I could feel the difference in the lower abdomen moving slowly.

And the dysentery began to move slowly along the body.

"Wow... is there really something called inner workings?’

The inner workings that have only been seen in martial arts novels are now felt in one's own body.

***

That evening Jong-seok was looking at his experience book with curious eyes.

Then Jong-seok, who took out a pencil, wrote what happened today in his experience book.

Jong-seok nodded at the article, "A common experience of internal engineering in the book."

'Most of the fighters who carried this book would have had an experience of being able to feel the inner workings. But don't you have any reasoning experience?'

How much did you think to find out that you had an internal cavity in your body....

"Or was it common sense enough to know without having to think?"

Jong-seok shook his head while tapping his finger on the experience book.

Then Jong-seok wrote while looking at his experience book.

Study 3000

Cooking 2025

Merchant 3000

Figure 2,000

three thousand hits

Jong-seok nodded at the answer to the experience book.

"You've spent a lot of experience."

He collected a lot of experience through personal connections, and the remaining experience was 4,785.

Did I write too much on the spoon?’

Jong-seok shook his head when he was thinking about it.

'No, I invested well in my parents' health.’

Jong-seok muttered in his mind and looked at the experience written in the Experience Book.

'Should I draw more?'

Among Jong-seok's experiences so far, drawing was an easy one.

Although orphanages were the only paintings such as masterpieces, they were evaluated as good paintings at bakeries and earned 250 experience.

And I thought it would be good to go around to eat delicious food.

If you eat something surprisingly delicious, you can also give you experience.

But how many restaurants are there that will surprise you? And there would be a price for such a good restaurant....

When I was thinking about it, I heard my mother calling me from outside.

"Give me a massage for my son.”

At his mother's call, Jong-seok covered his experience book and raised himself.

"Okay."

When I went outside, my mom and dad were comfortably waiting for him watching TV.

"Then shall we start with Dad?"

When his father lay down, Jong-seok loosened his wrist and began to tap him lightly.

"Oh! It's cool."

Now Jong-seok is starting to gain strength little by little, looking at his father smiling pleasantly with a spoonful as if he were used to getting hit.

Puff, puff, Puffing!

Jong-seok, who was hitting fast from shoulder to foot, looked at his father's feet.

The muscles were clumped together.

"Was today's work hard?”

"Yes. Why are so many people coming today?"

My mom nodded at my dad's words.

"You painted at the bakery.”

"That's why a lot of people came?"

"It looks like the people who came before came back again because they had a new painting. I think it's a course to buy bread at a bakery and come to us and eat tteokbokki and fish cake."

"What's the material?

"I took some out of my sale tomorrow and used it."

Jong-seok frowned at his mother's words.

"Sold only today."

Then Jong-seok hit his mother's foot with his hand.

Puck!

My mom's feet were also stiffened.

"Because it's too much. You're so stiff.”

"My son is fine after the massage. What are you worried about?"

With a small sigh at his mother's words, Jong-seok focused on hitting his father's body.

Puff, puff, Puffing!

***

Jong-seok, who went up to the roof early in the morning, looked out. It was a little early in the morning, but people were coming and going one by one.

Jong-seok, who was watching it, gathered his hands together and focused his mind.

"Hoo! Whoo!"

With a long exhalation and exhalation, Jong-seok focused on the lower abdomen.

And slowly began to spread the tenements.

Sweep! Sweep!

Energy began to rise from the Danjeon along with the crescent tree of the stalactite. Though weak, Jong-seok kicked the ball up with his toes as his energy began to move clearly.

Whick!

Jong-seok's hand caught the ball as it soared up as the foot moved.

Blame!

And the flowing ball...

Along with him, the movement of the stalactites changed from a natural leaf to a dry ball.

Srrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

As much as a soft-moving ball, the flow of the inner workings that began to move in the longitudinal stone's body changed.

Until now, the internal ball, which had been moving with the flow of Cheonyeopsu, was now following the flow of Geongongugong.

It was spreading smoothly and naturally along the whole body. Jong-seok, who was slowly moving along with the movement of the ball, slowly straightened his posture.

"Whoa!"

Jong-seok's mother's yell came as he breathed out, feeling the history spread throughout his body with a long breath.

"Jongseok! You have to go to school!"

Jong-seok tapped his lower abdomen with his hands and shouted at his mother's shouting.

"Go!"

Then Jong-seok hurried down the roof.

Today... it's finally the beginning of school.

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