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Japan's administrative districts were divided into Dodo Prefecture. And the prefecture is equivalent to the province in Korea.

And under the prefecture, there is a municipal village, which corresponds to the city of our country, and Jeongchon was similar to Eulmyeon-dong.

And the military was a chained concept of Jeongchon. Like, Kuma, like, "Chung, Kuma, like John." Like John.

Anyway, the Cheonsu County support team, which departed from Korea by ship, took three hours to arrive in Fukuoka.

And again, I was able to get to Kuma County by car from Fukuoka for two hours.

To be exact, I was able to reach Ogujeong in Kuma County.

Entering Ogujeong Pavilion, Jong-seok told Kang Sang-soo, who was riding next to him.

"Restore the road really fast."

On the way from Fukuoka to here, there were some roads that had not been restored yet, but they were still restored enough for cars to move around.

In the case of a boiled road, it was made for cars to move around by installing a steel prefabricated bridge.

It was an unthinkable quick recovery for Jong-seok, who had been through an earthquake in China before.

In China, roads were blocked, and relief supplies couldn't move.

"Mr. Lee needs to be able to breathe well in order for a person to be healthy."

"Right."

"And for the blood to move well, the blood vessels must be clean. Roads are the blood vessels of the country, so the roads must be well-established for the country to move well. That way, the goods and people can move."

Talking, Kang Sang-soo looked out of the window. The flood damage, which has not yet been cleared off the road, was well-organized on the side of the road.

"Just looking at the well-maintained road... Surely Japan is good at dealing with disasters."

said Hong Dae-moon, who was sitting in front of Kang Sang-soo's horse.

"I've had a lot of experience with typhoons and earthquakes every year."

"Experience... Well, that makes sense."

"It's okay to hear that I'm not good at dealing with disasters, so I hope this kind of disaster doesn't come to Cheonsu County."

"You sound right, but you're wrong. Since our country is no longer an earthquake-safety country, the county governor should be prepared for possible disasters and disasters."

"Okay."

When Hong Dae-moon nodded, a car began to enter a school playground.

It was dark because the sun was not up yet, but the lights were on one side and people were gathered there.

When the cars and trucks that entered the playground stopped, Jong-seok got out of the car.

"Jongseok!"

After getting out of the car, Jong-seok turned his head to the sound of calling himself. Hwang Hee-jin was running there.

"Hyung, how are you?"

"How are you... It's so hard here."

Looking at Hwang Hee-jin speaking with a sigh, Jong-seok said,

"The people who live here are harder than my brother."

"That's true, but..."

Hwang Hee-jin relished Jong-seok's words. Of course it's true.

Compared to yourself who came to serve, the place of life must be more difficult for people here who are ruined. But...

"That's all you have to say to your brother after a few days of hard work?"

"Well done."

Hwang Hee-jin sighed at Jong-seok's words and looked at the trucks.

"What is it?"

"Drugs and necessities."

"What about food?"

"It's a daily necessity. Don't you have that, too?""

At Jong-seok's words, Hwang Hee-jin swallowed while looking at the trucks.

"Will there be kimchi? Or ramen?"

"Why? You don't even feed here?"

"The rice here comes out nicely."

"How's it coming out?"

It's a wonder that the food is coming out well in the disaster area.

When it comes to Japan, it's a lunch box. "It's good to eat for lunch."

While talking with a smile, Hwang Hee-jin shook his head with a sigh.

"Now I know why I'm going to a Korean restaurant abroad."

I wouldn't go this far if I could choose a menu. I want to eat more Korean food because I can't choose the menu.

Anyway, while Jong-seok was talking to Hwang Hee-jin, daily necessities began to drop out of trucks that traveled a long way from Korea.

He began to help people get rid of daily necessities.

Also, among the daily necessities were kimchi and Korean ramen that Hwang Hee-jin wanted so much.

***

Jong-seok, who treated at Ogujeong, was moving with Hwang Hee-jin to another place after lunch.

"The neighborhood I'm in is a bit of a mess."

"Really?"

"Maybe because it's a country town, the houses are old and almost all are shredded. Besides, there's a fire... I think it's a plate 0|a plate to build a new town."

"Then where are they staying?"

"There's a gentleman in the village mountain. Because it is located in the mountains, the building is fine and the interior is wide, so people are staying in it now."

"What about the restoration?"

"How can we afford to recover the countryside from this mess here, too? It's just the level at which the villagers clean, take out the houses, or clean them up.0|"

"So you're not touching it?"

"It's just a way out, and only emergency patients have been transported to the city."

"So there are no patients there?"

"There are no serious patients, only mild ones. That's why I go once a day and have a quick checkup."

"But why are we the only ones going instead of the internal medicine teachers?"

"The elders there prefer herbs to herbs."

"That's unusual."

"The Buddhist monk there is well versed in medicine and herbal medicine, and from a long time ago, the villagers used to take medicine there when they were sick."

We talked about this and that, and we drove in, and soon we were able to get into a small rural neighborhood.

The house looks different.

Most of the buildings were wooden, but they were broken down and torn apart.

And in those houses, I could see that the elderly were cleaning up their collapsed houses.

He seemed to be struggling to find any decent appliances.

No matter how advanced science and civilization, natural disasters are inevitable.

With that in mind, I followed the country road and soon I could reach the bottom of the mountain.

At the bottom of the mountain stood a red dory. Dorii was a red wooden door, like a symbol of a Japanese gentleman.

"From here, you have to walk."

When Hwang Hee-jin said, Jong-seok started climbing the mountain carrying a bag containing saliva and medicine.

When I climbed the mountain past Torii, I could not feel the damage of the typhoon. It was just like walking in a quiet, airy mountain.

As there were so many trees, they seemed to have survived the typhoon well.

"There seems to be no damage here."

"If you go up there, there's not much damage in the mountains, where some trees have been pulled out."

As I climbed the mountain, I could feel the unique atmosphere of a gentleman. Furthermore, on the way to the shrine were lined with Japanese-style tombs.

Jongseok was able to stand in a place where there was a well or something while he was walking while looking at a Japanese-style tomb that was different from Korea's.

"I'm here."

Some grandmothers welcomed Hwang Hee-jin while washing their hands and feet in a well.

"Hello, Grandma. How are you feeling?"

"It's me. I'm much better now that Dr. Hwang let me down."

Then, Hwang Hee-jin pointed to Jong-seok.

"This is Dr. Lee Jong-seok, the Chinese medicine doctor who came this time."

"There are so many people coming from Cheonsu County to help... Thank you."

Hwang Hee-jin smiled at her grandmother and saw Jong-seok.

"You have to wash your mouth, wash your hands, and go in here."

"Wipe your mouth?"

"I told you to follow Roman law when you go to Rome, but what can you do? I do it if you tell me to."

When Hwang Hee-jin said, Jong-seok nodded, wiped his hands and mouth, and entered the shrine.

Jong-seok, who entered the shrine, asked while looking around.

"But what kind of god do you have here?"

"Is it 오oyama-tsumi? The God of the Mountain and the God of Agriculture and Hunting."

"You're such a busy god, seeing that you're in charge of three things."

"Most people in Kuma County believe in this Ooyama-tsumi."

"Really?"

"It's a thriving business and it's especially strong in love."

"Isn't business and love a Chilboksin?"

"Maybe it's a tradition here."

As he was not familiar with the Japanese god, Jong-seok nodded and entered the shrine with Hwang Hee-jin.

When Hwang Hee-jin came in, the people in the building welcomed him.

Hwang Hee-jin introduced Jong-seok to him and immediately began to look at the patients.

As Hwang Hee-jin said, there were not many patients and the treatment was good, so there was nothing else to do.

I just let go of the sick person's saliva and looked at the medicine they ate.

So when Jong-seok was drooling his patients, Hwang Hee-jin was walking between them, talking to adults.

You may let go of yourself, but you leave it to him because he is better at it.

Instead, Hwang Hee-jin was talking to adults and asking if there was anything wrong with her.

"You're a good sleeper."

Jong-seok, who was salivating a patient, raised his head at the sound from the side.

There stood a second-born gentleman with bags in both hands. When Jong-seok tried to get up, the gentleman smiled and waved his hand.

"I think there's more blood to drink."

When Jong-seok saw the patient at the new officer's words, he drooled and said.

"You're very good at medicine."

Seeing that there were more blood spots to be placed just by looking at the blood cells he had placed, the Divine Spirit seemed to be unusual.

"I just learned a little."

The stalactites that were acupuncture on the patient rose up.

"I'm Lee Jong-seok from Korea."

"I'm Yamada, the new officer. Thank you for coming."

When the Divine Spirit bowed his head, Jongseok joined his body and saw the bag he had put down.

The smell of herbs and herbs was subtle in the bag.

"You must have dug up some herbs."

"I've been prying for people to make tea."

"Can I take a moment?"

"Do it."

At the words of the gentleman, Jong-seok opened the bag and saw herbs and herbs.

"Are the elders having trouble sleeping?"

When asked by Jong-seok, who saw that herbs and herbs were effective for insomnia, the fuse nodded.

"This is how the village looks, and many people can't sleep because of their worries."

"It's not easy to sleep because of this mess in your life."

With that in mind, Jong-seok saw a new temple.

"Do you happen to have a place to store herbs separately?"

"There is"

"Can I see you, then?" I think it's because you can't get a good night's sleep, so I'd like you to take some medicine to match it."

"I'll do it."

Jong-seok saw Hwang Hee-jin at the words of the new officer.

"Brother, I'd like you to step in."

"Okay."

Jong-seok, who told Hwang Hee-jin about the patient's visit time, left the building following the new building.

"Do you know about gentlemen?"

"I don't know."

At Jong-seok's words, the new officer pointed to the building from which he came

"This is where we worship because it's called a power distribution. And behind the power distribution, there's the main body of the gentleman."

"You don't pay your respects at the main event?"

"The main house has a body, so no ordinary people go in."

"Body?"

"It's all about God. Our shrine has been holding a body for over a thousand years."

The new gentleman's face as he spoke was filled with pride and pride.

"A thousand years is a lot of time."

"Right."

The gentleman, who was talking, pointed to a small wooden structure behind the power distribution.

"This is the home of our gentleman."

"The money is... small?"

If the power distribution is about the size of a temple's hall, the main power is... It was small enough to fill three people.

"It's not that big a space for the body.

The word "body" aroused curiosity in Jong-seok's face.

It's a symbol of God. I'm curious.'

When he saw the new bride, Jong-seok asked him stealthily.

"May I ask you about the body?"

As the body of a god is served by a believer, it is prudent to ask out of curiosity.

"The body is the object of God, or the object of God's use."

"I see."

"And they serve the terrain, even if it's not an object."

"Ground?"

"They serve the place where God lives, like rocks, land, or trees."

"Then what about the gentleman here?"

"Our Ooyama-tsumi body is a stone."

"Dol?"

"Would you like to see?"

Jong-seok looked at him with curious eyes at the words of the new gentleman.

"Didn't you say that the layman can't make it to the main stage?"

"Yes, sir.

"But how can you see the body?"

At the question of Jong-seok, the gentleman took him to the main stage. The main building was built in a style not found in Korea, and its shape was very unique.

It's a distinctive wooden kiln shape.

And around the main battle was a gold thread made of thick thread twisted together.

Are you sure you want to show them?'

When Jong-seok wondered, the new officer clapped his hands toward the main stage several times, lowered his head, and scattered the floor around.

What are you doing?'

Jong-seok looked at the temple with curious eyes. Then a new coffin was given one of the white stones on the floor.

"It looks like this."

The wonder over Jong-seok's face was blurry at the words of the new officer.

"Like this?"

"It looks like it, but it's the size of a human head."

Then the Divine Spirit took the lead again and moved on, and Jong-seok looked at him and saw the stone in his hand.

The stone was smooth and long up and down and a little flat.

"The stone is the body..."

Jong-seok, who was thinking about it, looked at the stone and put it in his pocket and followed the Divine Spirit.