I Reincarnated as a Legendary Surgeon

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.

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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.”

“I heard your name is not written.”

“I don’t have a name, but you might find out if you do some research.”

“If you have power or power, you would, but don’t you have nothing? Then you don’t have a weakness, you have an excuse to kill your opponent.”

“Hmm~ Shall I give this to Professor Jo?”

“Is there any way that Professor Cho would not have been implicated? If you don’t know who the owner of the parchment is yet, you shouldn’t believe it easily even if it’s the assistant principal.”

“Captain Jo almost died while defeating bandits, and he is also the one who killed the bandit leader himself, so could he be involved?”

“Even if Lieutenant Cho is not involved, there is a high probability that he is a relative of Lieutenant Cho. In any case, there may be benefits, but on the contrary, the life of the congressman may be endangered.”

Despite the warnings of Jang and Dan, the fireman did not intend to throw away the bundle of parchments.

“I’ll take a look at Lieutenant Cho and give you this parchment if you feel like giving it to me.”

“Hmm~ Then, take a look at Inspector Jo very carefully. In fact, Professor Jo has a lot of good feelings for Congressman, but he doesn’t know what people think.”

“all right. By the way, did Mr. Dan get something?”

At the fireman’s words, Dan held up metal items such as broken knives and spear blades.

“The soldiers scraped away anything worth money, so there were only these things.”

“How about Uncle Jang?”

“I am similar.”

“Then let’s go down the mountain.”

“yes.”

The three stopped at the place where the bandit leader’s corpse had been, retrieved the piled irons, and went down the mountain.

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“Tomorrow, I have to listen to the chieftain Jo and demonstrate it in front of Lieutenant Jo, so I’ll have to pay more attention to the Seonin flag and practice it.”

The fireman had dinner and went to the backyard.

The second older brother, who usually trained in the backyard, was not coming into the house well because his master had recently returned.

As a result, the backyard became a space for Hwabu to practice alone.

“If I had an older brother, I would ask him to compare the Naga Qigong he learned with my Seonin Qigong.

The painter felt sorry for a moment, but when Lieutenant Jo’s warning came to mind, he thought that he would have to find a place for training alone in the future.

After confirming that there were no people around, he began to practice Seoningikyung.

After about 5 minutes of training, my whole body started to feel hot and sweaty, and after about 10 minutes, my clothes were soaked with sweat.

It took about 10 minutes for a quick demonstration and 15 minutes for a slow one.

The painter gave a quick demonstration, took a break for a while, picked up his breath, and then slowly demonstrated again, contemplating the principle of Seonin Gi-kyung.

‘I told you to breathe through your back in this state with your arms folded. It sure seems like you’re breathing through your back when you do this. But it just feels that way, but in fact, the lungs breathe, and the pectoral muscles do the work of the latissimus dorsi muscle, serratus scapular muscle, and rhomboid muscle in the back. Isn’t it just the heat generated by using ?’

When I looked closely at the muscles that moved while unfolding the Seoningi-gyeong, I found that not only the chest muscles were used to breathe, but also the muscles of the waist and shoulders, such as the stomach and lower abdomen, were being used evenly.

Inevitably, lung capacity had to increase, and oxygen supply to the blood had to be increased.

‘It seems to be very beneficial for health. But why is the heat only gathering in the lower abdomen? Is it normal for heat to radiate outward? Is it really not simple heat, but internal skills?’

If the muscles of the whole body were activated in this way through regular training, the muscles were bound to be naturally elastic.

Even in the same high jump, jumping using only the leg muscles and jumping using the whole body muscles organically at the same time are different heights.

The painter suddenly recalled the principles of muscle movement that he had learned in the previous muscle kinematics class.

The movement of the Seonin Gi-gyeong was also miraculously following the principle.

‘I don’t know who made it, but it’s amazing that it’s not inferior to the knowledge of the future. There are some differences, but most of them are similar.’

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While the fireman was thinking about such various things, he was in a state of extreme concentration without even realizing it.

As soon as I entered the confinement, a map of the human body was drawn in my head, and I could automatically know how the muscles in my body were moving according to the movement.

Currently, with one index finger outstretched, it was making a motion as if pulling a bowstring. It was found that the muscles that started from the index finger continued all the way to the shoulder, then passed through the back, waist, thighs and calves, and were organically connected to the toes.

‘I thought the hand muscles simply started from the shoulder, but after looking at it, it turns out that’s not the case. It goes down to the toes, and up through the neck to the scalp!’

As a test, I stabbed the air with my index finger.

Of course, I stabbed all the connected muscles at the same time as if I was squeezing them.

hot. Whoa ah.

Suddenly, a warm feeling rose from the lower abdomen.

‘uh! What is it?’

When the painter was puzzled, he hurriedly focused his attention on his lower stomach.

However, the moment I turned my mind like that, my concentration on the muscles was distracted, and the stems that grew out of the heat disappeared as well.

‘why? And Bonnie, without realizing it, I was extremely focused. Let’s try again.’

It was distracting for a moment, so I quickly became focused.

The painter poked the air again with his index finger and simultaneously moved all the muscles from his scalp to his toes.

hot.

‘This is it!’

This time, he looked more intently, but did not stop moving.

Then, the stem of hot heat that started in the lower abdomen rose all the way along the path of the muscles, and I could see that it was young at the fingertips.

Jerrit.

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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