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Jong-seok and Lee Su-mi were talking with Zhang No. Lee Soo-mi looked at Jangno with curiosity, curiosity, and surprise.

"My dear, what's on my face?"

"No... did you really run all the way here from Gunsan?"

"I have no choice but to run when the car's not moving."

"So you ran 600 kilometers?"

When asked by Lee Soo-mi, Jang-no just laughed silently. Jong-seok said to Lee Soo-mi, looking at such a fierce anger.

"The death penalty is the greatest master in the world."

"The greatest master in the world?"

When Lee Soo-mi looked at Jang-no and Jong-seok alternately with surprised eyes, Jang-no shook his head with a smile.

"The priest is lying."

"The chief may be mixed up, but it's not a lie."

Then Jong-seok told Lee Soo-mi.

"You know the martial arts masters in your drama?"

"ITZY"

"That reality is our death penalty."

Lee Soo-mi looked surprised at Jong-seok's words and said,

"Then can you do some kind of long wind, too?"

When Lee Soo-mi said, Jang-no smiled lightly and raised his finger slightly to point to one place.

Fa'at!

Then a stone that was at the place where the serpent pointed to broke apart.

"It's not a long wind, it's a gale."

"Oh my! That's amazing. Why don't you be a martial arts actor? If you're an actor, you can shoot it right away without needing any CG.

When Lee Soo-mi said, Jang-no shook his head with a smile.

"Martial arts are to gain the power to nurture and protect me, not to show others."

"You just showed me, didn't you?"

"You're no stranger, aren't you?"

"Is that so?"

"Dongmun means a family. And alumni death penalty is a brother. So you can call me Mr.Jesus.

"Ah..."

Lee Soo-mi's face was a little perplexed by Jang's words. I never thought I'd hear the story of Mr.Jesu from such an old man.

At the sight of Lee Soo-mi, Jang-no smiled and said,

"You're more beautiful than I've seen on TV."

"Do you know me?"

"I hear you're in love with our priest."

"Did Jong-seok tell you?"

"Unfortunately, I heard it through the TV news, not through the priest's mouth."

"On TV news?"

"The Honam earthquake is the talk of the town on national television these days... There's a lot of talk about the priest and the lady."

Jong-seok nodded at Zhang's words. Sometimes, Jongseok knew that when he watched TV to see what happened to the Honam earthquake, he was talking about him and Lee Soo-mi.

And it was quite glorified.

Hallyu star Lee Soo-mi is doing volunteer work for earthquake victims in China, and Lee Jong-seok is treating people next to his lover.

So even the Chinese, who didn't like Lee Soo-mi, have a strong affinity for her these days.

The daily even called her "Lee Soo-mi" just like her character in the drama.

"But are you really here to see me?"

"The priest isn't coming, so I'll come."

The wonder over Jong-seok's face was dim at the words of the old man.

Jangno refused his offer to go to Korea together, saying he would wait for the descendants of monks who left Sorimsa Temple in Deungbonghyeon.

I can't believe someone like that came to see me. That's hundreds of kilos.

After a while, he smiled and opened his mouth.

"Some of the descendants of the headquarter came to see me not too long ago."

"Hu-yeh...sir?

They said they were not descendants, but descendants. That meant multiple revenge, not one.

The old man nodded at the curious Jong-seok.

"You're here."

"Several?"

The old man nodded at the question of Jong-seok.

"Four men came with you."

"Have you met? No, you've met. You know."

"Yes, we met."

"The death penalty? Did you know about it? Or by accident like me?"

"I was selling the woodcarved Buddha statue, and I felt the energy of the headquarters, and when I put my energy into it, I came to see you."

Jong-seok nodded at Zhang's words.

You're like me.

At the words of the old man, Jong-seok looked at him and said,

"But... somehow you don't seem happy to see me."

When he visited, Jangno welcomed him with pleasure. He also taught me about the military service of Shaolin Temple and gave me a tour of the building of Shaolin Temple.

We've been there for a few days, and we've built it up.

But now, the words of the serpent were filled with joy and discomfort.

Anger sighed at the question of Jong-seok.

"Nice to meet you. I've seen a lot of alumni I've been waiting for all my life."

"But what's wrong with you?"

"You told me a difficult story."

"Difficult story? Did you do anything for me?"

"He asked me to help rebuild Shaolin."

"Reconstruction of Shaolin Temple?"

"He said he wanted to build an old Shaolin temple, not the one he is now."

"It may be difficult, but isn't it a good thing?"

"Right?"

With a slightly anticipated look, Jong-seok nodded as the elder looked at him.

"Is it good to be reborn as a place where monks used to pursue enlightenment like in the past, rather than Sorimsa Temple, which is commercialized and operated as a business?"

"That's true, though. But... you asked me to go to America, and that's what's bothering you."

"America?"

"He wants to build a new Shaolin in Chinatown or something."

"You don't make it in China?"

"I did explain, but... I didn't get it."

"What did you say?"

"I don't know anything else, but if we make it in China, wouldn't it bother us at Shaolin Temple now?"

"That's true. They think they're real Shaolin. If there's a new Shaolin, they'll interrupt. Is that why you're going to start in the States?"

"That's why... What do you call it? I thought Westerners were interested in Eastern martial arts, and they said it was possible."

"That's true. "Because Westerners have fantasies in the East."

Jong-seok, who was nodding his head, looked angry.

"That's why you're making Shaolin in the U.S., right?""

"That's right."

Jong-seok, who was looking at him, opened his mouth at the words of the old man.

"You're hesitating because you want to stay in the light."

After a while, the wrath nodded at Jong-seok's words.

"That's right."

"Then why don't you say no?"

"Ha!"

The old man shook his head with a sigh at Jong-seok's words.

"You're becoming reticent."

"You seem to want to go."

When asked by Jong-seok, the old man opened his mouth after a while.

"The children showed what they thought was the future of Shaolin. I liked the look. It was as if I were looking at Shaolin Temple, where I used to live."

"If that's the reason I want to go, then I don't want to go..."

"Because Shaolin is not in the United States."

Jong-seok nodded at Zhang's words. I knew what you meant.

"You don't want to leave your hometown.

I understood. Even when their children say they will be in a good place in Korea, there are adults living in the countryside because they like their hometown.

A jangno doesn't want to leave. Sorimsa Temple, where the memory of the alumni remains.

"Then don't go."

"The sound that I knew was coming back... And the noise I know has to be left behind... Whoo! It's not easy to decide."

"The Sorimsa they spoke to must have been quite listening to the death penalty."

The elder nodded his head at Jong-seok's remarks.

"You must have missed me."

Jong-seok opened his mouth while looking at Jang-no's words.

"Then the death penalty will keep the past. I'll make the sound of the future."

"The priest?"

Jong-seok shook his head with a smile at the question of Jang-no.

"It's a bit of an exaggeration to say that I'll help you with what they do."

If Jongseok helps, he can help a lot. You can get experience about Shaolin Temple from a monk who left behind the experience of Suta.

Then, it will help those who are planning to build a new Shaolin temple.

The martial arts, scriptures, and teachings of Shaolin Temple, which are now in action. It is only natural that a monk who left a spoonful knows.

And there are people I know in America, so I could introduce them to you.

When Jong-seok thought of such a thing, he smiled.

"I don't know if I'm handing my baggage over to the priest."

Jong-seok shook his head at the old man's words.

"There's a lot I have to pay back at Shaolin."

It is true that Shaolin sells things like martial arts or internal engineering to people whenever they see them.

In addition, Jongseok was able to do many things with the experience of a monk who left a conifer and a spoon.

So Jong-seok was going to help me build a new Shaolin temple, even if it were small.

Jong-seok, who was thinking that way, suddenly saw the anger of the anger.

"So you've seen their martial arts skills?"

"It's all right."

"How's it compared to me?"

"You can't compare yourself to a priest. "But... three of us can afford a priest, and four of us can't talk about it."

Jong-seok's face was a little surprised by what he said.

"That much?"

"That's about it."

Jong-seok gave a nod to Jang-no's words after thinking for a moment.

"That's a step or two above Master Kang Seung-yoon."

Jang No-no, who was looking at Jong-seok who was thinking like that, looked around and said,

"By the way, I've taken too much time."

I laughed instead of saying that I'm not finished with what Jang-no said.

"You must have had a hard time coming a long way, so get some rest."

"No, I'd like to use some energy to help people."

"The death penalty?"

"What can I do for you?"

Jong-seok nodded while thinking for a moment when asked by Jang-no.

"You know the death penalty, don't you?"

"Martial arts and medicine are two sides of paper. "It's a martial art if you put your hands to hit a person, and if you put your hands to treat a person, it's a medicine."

"So you're saying."

"I don't have a name, but I can see my arm and leg broken. And I can salivate a little bit."

"Then come with me."

Jong-seok, who entered the tent with the old man, examined his patients.

And when I saw that Jang-no was good at medical treatment, I began to look at other patients.

***

The Honam earthquake was a major disaster that was said to be a man of the century.

Not long after its completion, the bridge collapsed and the building collapsed.

The number of collapsed buildings and houses is numerous, and the number of dead and missing is over 100,000.

It was literally the damage of the century. That's why relief supplies and rescue workers from all over the world entered the Chinese province of Honam.

And Korea also sent rescue teams and relief supplies to Honam Province.

Thanks to that, the restoration of Honam was progressing rapidly.

Chinese rescue workers have been busily arranging the roads since early in the morning.

"Hurry up! There's a sprinkler truck! Sprinkle water from here to here!"

"There! Water where the bricks are! Don't make it dusty!"

Jong-seok sighed at the sight of busily moving, tidying up the road and spraying water on collapsed buildings.

"I don't know what this is about."

Kang Chul-jae, who was eating bread next to Jong-seok's horse, smiled and said,

"It's the same when high-ranking people come to Korea or China."

"It looks like the rescue operation here was stopped just to clear the way."

Cha In-beom said,

"It's no wonder that the President of China, who is not a normal person, is here to inspect."

Jin So-pyeong, the president of China, has decided to visit the city of Sodong, Honam today.

And it was included right here in the inspection site of Jin So-pyeong.

That's why rescuers have been cleaning up the streets, clearing up stones and spraying water to keep the dust from blowing away since the morning.

"I don't know why you're coming if this is going to happen.If he didn't come, he'd be working on the rescue at this hour."

Cha In-beom opened his mouth to Jong-seok's words.

"Mr. Lee is right, but I can't help it."

"Why?"

"If you don't come here, you'll be criticized both at home and abroad."

Kang Chul-jae nodded at Cha In-beom's words.

"I mean, when I was in the field, I used to go to a lot of subordinate units here and there... Now that I think about it, you've put me through a lot."

"Have you been around a lot?"

"It was Fun0|a frequent visit to see if there were any problems with the subordinate units."

Jong-seok shook his head at the words of the steel. Kim Young-woo used to say this. The scariest thing in the military is not North Korea coming in, but stars coming to the army.

"I heard that once a star comes up, the unit will only be cleaned for a few days."

As the stone froze inside, the steel material opened its mouth.

"But I told him not to clean up and stay his usual self, so he wouldn't have done this."

Kang Chul-jae's words made my mouth water.

I think that's what you're thinking.

What kind of commanding officer could be in his usual form when the commander of the army is coming.

When Jong-seok thought of it, the rescue workers quickly cleaned up the cleaning materials and began to line up on one side.

Then black cars began to come in. The Chinese president was coming.