Episode 73
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Hey guys, sit down.
I’m very serious right now.
‘I’m living too hard.’
The current number 1 in the rankings, the self-proclaimed and widely known strongest in the world, thought of Gyeonjio.
‘It’s not even the end of March yet?’
There is no separate horror experience.
It’s like I’ve become a JjangX or KoX who’s been trapped in an eternal space-time without ever growing up.
‘No, no.’
The categories are a bit different.
It’s like… … I feel like I’ve become the K━ protagonist in a web novel who claims to be lazy and live a life of sucking up to nothing, but in reality, lives a more diligent and honest life than anyone else.
That’s it. That’s correct.
‘This regressor, I should have kicked him out of my life the moment he appeared… … .’
It is a mistake in life, a painful blunder.
Oh, my. Geo let out a groan of pain.
If things continue this way, there are only two ending routes in this life.
Either get trapped in a never-ending cycle of hard work like a Korean protagonist, or end up as the munchkin helper number 1 of the regressor Baek Do-hyun.
Ha, that can never be true.
It was a time to look back on my original intention of living a leisurely life, eating raw and being bullied without yielding to any persecution.
‘Okay, hold on… … You’re a total idiot. Wake up.’
Mr. Gyeonji Oh, the teacher of the hopeless and lonely road, calmed his mind.
‘This is a strike declaration.’
As of today, there is no ‘Joe’. Yeah.
That was the moment when I finished reflecting and kicked the desk and stood up.
Knock knock, knock.
“Hey, sis. Mom told me to pack some clothes.”
“… …Why?”
Kyeon Geum-hee responded calmly.
“Gangwon-do Gandae.”
“… … !”
Munch’s scream continued without a sound. Gyeonji-o shouted urgently.
Oh no, no. I took back what I just said!
‘Anyone, give me a shout right now!’
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Seoraksan, Gangwon-do, Wolgyesa Temple.
Fortunately, what I imagined didn’t happen.
‘Hmm. Fortunately… … maybe not?’
Geo took his eyes off Mrs. Park’s back. He slowly looked around.
Inside a small temple.
Hundreds of tablets were enshrined alongside small Buddhas. Candles flickered between them.
[Your Covenant, ‘The Reader of Fate’, clicks his tongue, wondering why there are so many memorial tablets in a small temple in a mountain valley.]
‘This place is so magical. It’s so magical that people keep coming to find it.’
Well, Mrs. Park was a bit of a different case.
In the past, when I had covered up my own memories, I followed along without knowing anything, but now Geo knows too.
This Wolgye Temple was the temple where my father, Gyeon Tae-seong, grew up.
During the orphanage days, when the orphanage was having difficulty running and the children were being kicked out, it is said that the monk here took in Gyeon Tae-seong, who had nowhere to go.
Gyeon Tae-seong, who grew up here until he became a young man, would bring his family here every holiday.
So, it is perhaps natural that the ancestral tablet is placed here.
Ring ring.
‘Ah.’
What a clueless timing in a solemn atmosphere. It wasn’t even Jin-dong.
Geo quickly took out his cell phone.
[1 missed call]
[Magorilla: Mr. Geo, you are absent without permission? Even if you are Mr. Geo, this is not an exception.]
The surrounding gaze is too harsh to read everything. Mrs. Park’s laser gaze is almost like melting Seorak Mountain.
Geo quietly turned off the power.
It was a close call.
Just a few minutes later, in Incheon, Director Mo was in despair.
“… … Let’s go out.”
Mrs. Park, who had finished her prayer, led her daughters.
March 26th.
Today is the anniversary of Kyeon Tae-seong’s death.
Bambi, who said he would return before this date, has not been heard from yet.
While boarding the bus to Sokcho, Kyeon Geum-hee muttered.
“It’s the first time I haven’t gone, oppa.”
“……okay?”
“Oh. You’re actually quite sincere in this kind of thing. You’re the son of a bitch.”
I didn’t know.
It was only then that Geo realized that his family, excluding me, visited this place every year.
‘I lived my life being treated so poorly without even knowing it.’
Last year I was a boarding school student, and the year before that I was a test taker.
Even if there were clear reasons, Geo had rarely been there. How many times could you count on one hand?
No one specifically said that we should go to Geo.
‘I don’t know what the whim is this year.’
Sigh, who knows what’s on our Mrs. Park’s mind? Geo scratched his nose.
“Oh, Monk Bohyeon, are you well?”
“It’s been a while, Bodhisattva.”
‘Look, Monk Bohyun.’
The final boss appears.
Geo shuddered involuntarily at the name that was deeply engraved in his instincts.
Stairs leading out of the temple.
A monk encountered at the bottom of the stone steps. The chief priest of this temple, Bohyeon, greeted Mrs. Park and clasped his hands together.
The appearance of a young man is so young that it is hard to believe he is a monk in charge of a temple.
However, there is no one who does not know that his actual age is well over 100 years old.
Bodhisattva of Wolgye Temple in Seorak.
He was one of the highest ranking elders in Korean Buddhism and was considered one of the most famous monks of his time.
It is also famous that each temple tried to invite him as a head monk, but he refused and stayed in this small temple in Gangwon-do.
The countless memorial tablets inside the temple also seem to have come to see this person.
When I was young, the monk who took my father, Gyeon Tae-seong, to be a monk was also this person right in front of me.
Mrs. Park slaps Geo on the back.
“What are you doing, without saying hello!”
“… … Hello.”
“It’s been a while, Miss Geo. The last time I saw you, I think you were wearing your school uniform.”
You’ve grown a lot since then.
Bohyun smiled gently.
Many people looked up to him with a smile, but why was it like this…?
‘Wh, are you scared…?’
I don’t think it was like this in the past. What is it?
Geo, who was truly nervous, lowered his eyes awkwardly.
[The Holy Spirit, the ‘Fate Reader’ is very embarrassed and says, ‘Why are you like that, baby? I didn’t raise you to be such a weak child.’]
‘I don’t know. Just shut up for now… ‘
It’s like being Monkey King in front of Buddha. If you act recklessly like a bald eagle, you’ll get a gold-rimmed mask on your forehead and get thrown under the Five Elements Mountain.
Bohyun looked closely at Geo, who was avoiding eye contact. Hmm.
“Isn’t it better to keep memories?”
“……yes?”
“That’s good. Did you say hello to your father? It must have been a long time.”
What, what is this guy?
I guess everything is visible… … .
Babel, you son of a bitch, get to work. Why don’t you show me a notification? Even if something is read, it seems like it was read properly, so at least show me a notification that I was hit by a reading skill.
‘I’m so scared… … .’
I was wrong.
Buddha, I will live diligently.
The unfortunate living being, Jianjiao, nodded his head in despair. Then he moved his feet slightly and hid behind Geumhee.
“Oh my, this kid is so rude. As the monk said.”
“It’s okay. Now that I think about it, Taesung was also very shy, but he’s very similar to you.”
“… … Geo especially resembles my father a lot.”
Hey, is there anyone who finds this conversation uncomfortable? Me, me… … .
Geo looked at the distant mountains.
Bohyun glanced at the sight and smiled. He asked while touching the prayer beads inside his robe.
“Are you going back right away? You’ve come a long way. Why don’t you stay and go?”
‘no.’
“Oh my, what’s wrong? The monks are uncomfortable.”
‘that’s right.’
“That’s not true at all. There are people who stay long term, and the temple stay and other things, the kids were making a fuss, so we finished cleaning up Seonwoldang a while ago.”
“ah…….”
“Oh, by the way, tomorrow is the weekend again. It would be great if you could get a regular Seoraksan pass and go.”
‘… … .’
Make me an offer you can’t refuse.
The smile of Buddha with a halo rising.
At that moment, I had a gut feeling about my future.
It was a hopeless proposal from a renowned monk. As expected, Mrs. Park, a mere mortal, stammered in agreement.
“Then, is that so… … ?”
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Seorak covered in fog and clouds.
Gazing at the magnificent view of the mountain, the abbot Bo-Hyeon carried a load on his back.
The monk who was walking behind him cautiously started to pray.
“Prepare the empty room quickly. I have instructed you below. It will be ready before the evening meal.”
“Haha, I made you uncomfortable. It must have been sudden.”
“No. That’s not true… … But that child is already staying at Seonwoldang. Is that okay?”
“It’s not that cramped, so what do you think?”
“… … You didn’t answer. You insisted on staying with people who didn’t want to. Is there a reason for that?”
“well.”
“… … .”
“Have you ever heard of the ‘Gordian Knot’?”
A legend from ancient Asia Minor.
There was one knot so tangled that it was impossible to tamper with it.
It is said that no one dared to try to solve the knot because of its complexity, but when a king passing by heard about it, he cut the knot with his sword and untied it.
Bohyun laughed.
“Sometimes the answers come from outside.”
It must have been fate and destiny that the king came here at the right time.
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