Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 730

Episode 730

Jin Tianxi put down the coin and was immediately served a meal.

Steaming grilled beef.

In modern times, it was a dish similar to a kebab.

“Oh, it’s delicious!”

“Your expression changes right away. “Is it that good to eat?”

Instead of answering, Jin Cheonhee just smiled. The innkeeper said.

“If you’re good at playing, I’ll teach you the secret to making it.”

Jin Cheon-hee liked the inn owner. It was because he was a person who could communicate well.

“Then I will not refuse.”

After finishing the meal, Jin Cheon-hee put down her luggage and decided to look around the village.

The reason I came to this village was to track the blood mission and estimate the damage caused by rinderpest.

* * *

Hwanggu followed Jin Cheonhee from the side as if protecting her.

According to what I learned while looking around….

“In the old days, there were ten times more cows. But at some point, isn’t it going to start to go out of fashion? “The shamans are doing their best to keep him alive, but it’s not easy.”

Aren’t people carrying dead cows somewhere with a muffled sound?

‘As expected, it’s a mess because of the rinderpest. Still, I’m holding on thanks to some magic.’

Unlike Earth, there was still one thing to trust.

While I was walking around looking around.

Jin Cheon-hee met the children.

“Something to eat…give me something to eat.”

“Teacher… please give me something… something delicious.”

The children surrounded Jin Cheon-hee, a stranger, and begged for food.

Even when I saw Hwanggu’s size, I wasn’t scared.

Rather, hunger was the problem.

It was a situation where only the internal organs were sticking out of the desiccated body.

‘Even if there is witchcraft. After all, it’s not like it’s completely different from Earth.’

Rinderpest is sweeping through. It was obvious that many people were starving.

In fact, it’s strange that this city is so peaceful.

If you look at the history of the planet Earth, there was a great rinderpest famine in the African region where people died of starvation one after another.

This ranch town was not yet in the hellish state of royalties, where people died of starvation one after another.

Even the inn owner still seemed relaxed.

However, for those who have nothing, the path of suffering continues from now on.

Jin Cheon-hee took out dry food from her arms.

“If you put this in water and boil it, porridge will be ready, right? for a moment.”

Put all the dry food into the hands of the children.

“Waaah! Thank you!”

“I have food! Guys!”

“The blind guy gave us food!”

I wish I didn’t have to say that last word. But hey, hey, kid. Because that’s what people are.

Jin Cheon-hee passed without notice.

‘Anyway, the officials here aren’t doing anything.’

There was only a king, but it was virtually anarchy.

Although there are powerful families in the region, they are not government officials who pass exams, so the positions vary depending on who is in power.

And even if they received bribes or squeezed out taxes, the king rarely beheads them.

Unless you’re plotting treason…

‘Hmm… bureaucracy has many shortcomings, but when you look at it, you can see why it’s needed.’

Like that, County Commander Jin Cheon-hee sighed.

Then suddenly I heard the sound of chanting.

Something was strange.

Isn’t the purpose of usually reading sutras to clear the mind?

Not only was this the first time I had ever heard this sutra, but the atmosphere was strangely sticky and indescribable.

‘no way?’

The place where the sound is heard is inside the alley where the children disappeared.

Jin Cheon-hee follows it and goes in.

In a small vacant lot between old, shabby houses, a monk with a shaved head and wearing blood-red robes was distributing beef jerky to the poor.

They were all so thin that their internal organs were visible.

The clothes I was wearing were so worn out that my skin was almost visible.

The smell was terrible, as if he was not in good health.

Nevertheless, the monk handed out the food without even frowning.

Jin Cheon-hee quietly stroked Hwang-gu’s head.

Hwang-gu looks at Jin Cheon-hee and sniffs.

Smelling the beef jerky distributed by the monks.

Okay.

It doesn’t mean it’s a strange food.

Eventually, when all the poor people returned with food, the monk opened his mouth.

“Who are you, watching the Hinayana events?”

“I was a wandering musician, but I started walking after hearing an unfamiliar sound of sutra chanting.”

“It seems like you are a person who follows the path of alcoholism. My name is Tayang, and I am a mysterious monk who follows the teachings of Hyeolbul. “I have abandoned my worldly name, so you can just call me Tayang.”

The voice was low and comfortable.

It’s like a lullaby being told to a child.

‘Following the teachings of blood and fire….’

It is an ominous name.

However, it was too early to jump to conclusions, so Jin Cheon-hee asked.

“You were distributing beef jerky to the children…”

“Those children are children who have lost their parents or have sick and weakened family members. Because I’m still young, I can’t work and I’m starving. How could you not have mercy on this? Theravada is just helping the children to be able to endure even a little bit.”

“You’re great. “Can you tell me which temple you belong to?”

Those words brought a smile to the monk’s face.

“I am practicing at the Blood Immortal Temple.”

‘Blood immortality! Then, he is the same blood monk who was with the magic bandits earlier!!’

A blood-immortal monk is doing good deeds here!?

Aren’t the magic bandits and the Blood Immortals part of the same team?

‘But this person is not lying. The body’s movements and muscle reactions are all true. Or is this person a good person? ‘Is the blood Buddhist monk who was with Blood Pungsa a corrupted evildoer?’

Maybe so.

It might be a bad habit to immediately be suspicious of people you meet for the first time.

Aren’t there apostate monks in Shaolin Temple?

But Jin Cheon-hee’s expression did not move at all.

Despite feeling a strangely cold attitude, the monk was not at all intimidated.

“Then, I think I’ve answered everything you were curious about. If we are meant to be, I will see you again.”

He tried to go back as if there was nothing more to do.

“Can I get some beef jerky?”

“All right.”

Without hesitation, he handed the beef jerky to Jin Cheonhee.

* * *

Since I couldn’t use someone else as an experiment, I tried it myself.

Since he is capable of deciphering and has knowledge of magic, there is no subject like him.

‘No poison, no curse… and it tastes just like beef jerky.’

Whip!

Hwanggu seemed disappointed because the owner took away the beef jerky he was supposed to eat.

“Uh-huh! “What if it’s junk food?”

Jin Cheon-hee took out the beef jerky she had made herself from her bosom and fed it to Hwang-gu.

And then I thought.

‘I said there were a lot of sick people…’

Jin Cheon-hee thought.

He said he was not trying to do a good deed, but was doing it to obtain information.

Therefore, Jin Cheon-hee decided to wander around more and look for patients.

First, let’s make the hwanggu a little bigger.

Then, he immediately carved out a wooden stick lying around and made it into a flag.

In the language of this town, write [God-given healing shaman] on the flag.

OK.

The first person to come was the girl who gave us the dry food.

“mister. “Can it really be cured?”

Is it because he has an old face? It’s been a long time since I heard the word ‘uncle’.

The child was young and his speech was slurred.

“of course.”

The child introduced his house to Jin Cheon-hee.

At first glance, it was a shabby house, more like a hut than a house.

The stench was terrible, and it was clear that tree branches had been burned to cover up the smell.

“What about your parents?”

“He’s dead. “There are only three siblings, including me and my younger siblings.”

The child said very easily that he was dead, not even that he was dead.

‘It looks like there’s no adult taking care of him.’

Suddenly, I remembered Sima Hyeon when I was young.

Sima Hyeon and Sima Hui. And the children that Sima Hyeon took care of alone.

Sima Hyeon still mocked himself and said he was lucky.

Thanks to Master Seok, I learned writing and martial arts.

He said that it was unfortunate that he had become so entangled with Hao Wen, but that he knew many children who were less fortunate than him.

The ‘unlucky’ children that Sima Hyun thinks of are the ones in front of him.

These are children who naturally do not know martial arts and cannot learn writing.

But the good news is that no child like Sama-hye seems to have a serious illness.

I don’t know who is more unlucky, but at least if Sima Hyun thinks he’s lucky, wouldn’t that be it?

And will these children later consider themselves lucky?

Jin Cheon-hee stretched out her hand and grabbed the children.

‘You’re malnourished.’

It’s common, but it’s the worst.

‘I’ve already used up all the dry food. Write it. Should I go to the inn and get my luggage…?’

Now that I think about it, there is another way.

Jujugwa (果).

What I learned from Jashi.

‘It sucks out the life force and bears fruit. That vitality is myself. By sacrificing me, I make a magic fruit.’

When learning magic in front of Jashi, it was done with small animals, but in fact, what Jin Cheon-hee wanted to do was something different.

‘I’ve already tested it a few times, but it went well. It was much more effective than sacrificing a small animal.’

As he took out the old word he had previously drawn on the back of his hand and recited the mantra, red fruit formed in the air and fell into Jin Cheon-hee’s hand.

Tak –

Originally, a tree that sucked up corpses should have been created, but the entire process was skipped and only the fruit was created.

He showed off an incredible skill that would have been astounding to any other shaman, but the child didn’t know anything about it.

However, since there was fruit in front of my eyes, I was surprised by that alone.

“Isn’t this something that only really great shamans can use?”

Still, he seems to know what witchcraft is.

As expected, Jashi was a great shaman.

“Try it.”

The child tried to take a bite first, but held back and fed the witchcraft fruit to his youngest sibling.

As soon as the bright red fruit entered the mouth, the child’s body, which had been panting, came back to life.

When I took my pulse, I saw a noticeable return of vitality.

‘As expected, it’s much more effective than regular witchcraft.’

Because it is not done with a person’s life, but with one’s own life force, no curse remains.

“Wow! “You were such a great shaman!”

“If you’re so brilliant, why can’t you see?”

“you idiot! Originally, shamans would purposely poke out their own eyes to see spirits!”

This is the first time Jin Cheon-hee has heard of it.

‘Anyway, even though I used the magic of the witchcraft department directly on my body, there were no side effects.’

The tree root magic that creates magic fruit is a magic that does not require a contract with a spirit.

However, in order to use this spell to bear the fruit of life, a sacrifice with vitality was needed.

I was in a hurry and thought about taking my own life, but there was no sign of any decline.

‘This is probably because of [that].’

* * *

The girl was overjoyed.

I am supporting my two younger siblings on my own. Of course, treatment costs are expensive.

Then, I was happy to receive this kind of help.

On the other hand, Jin Cheon-hee’s heart was heavy.

‘It’s like peeing on your feet. This.’

It was the same when I worked at a relief organization.

In the end, unless the country changes, people who die will continue to die. The child continues to starve.

Because we could only put the situation on hold for a while and not solve it.

‘But I guess I’ll be able to survive with this for a week.’

Doesn’t life run toward possibility in just that one week?