204 Reading books gives you more experience! 204

Jong-seok, who had given Hong-ryeong a trial, was talking with his hearing.

"But what day is it today? There were a lot of people.”

"I hold a small incense burner with the congregation on Friday."

"You seem to be getting ready for dinner, too."

"We're serving temple food, though in the city. Of course, it's a lot of grateful bodhisattva to treat you. While you're here, you should also pray for this poem."

"That would be good for me."

Jong-seok nodded with a smile and suddenly saw his hearing.

"But don't people come from continental construction or something these days?”

"You don't come these days."

Jong-seok opened his mouth after a moment of hearing.

"I didn't think he was going to step down easily."

"You don't have to worry about it because it won't be sold even if you visit it a hundred times."

"If you have any problems, please contact me. I'll help you if there's anything I can do."

"Thank you."

Jong-seok, who nodded at the answer to his hearing, saw Hong-ryeong and began to salivate.

His hearing smiled at Hong-ryeong, who fell asleep comfortably with a more comfortable face.

"After the Lord gave me the hour hand, the great monk sleeps in peace."

Jong-seok nodded at the words of his hearing. He must not have been comfortable sleeping because he is old and decrepit.

Even if there were no leftovers, the bones would have become old, and the joints would have hurt and hurt.

Looking at Hong-ryeong who fell asleep, Jong-seok and his hearing quietly left the room. And Jong-seok, who was looking at Hosimsa Temple on the second floor railing, hesitated for a moment and then opened his mouth.

"You'll have to be ready."

"What June..."

The face of his hearing hardened slightly as he was speaking. He realized what he was preparing for.

"You're so comfortable. Do I have to prepare?”

"It's not that I'm sick, not that I'm healthy. All I can give you is the comfort of the body, but I don't have the ability to extend a person's life."

"Tree amytabul."

The hearing, which was sighing with a shout of disapproval, opened its mouth.

"How... how long do you think you have left?”

"Longer migration... It'll be about ten days in a short time."

His head shook at Jong-seok's words. Following such hearing, Jong-seok moved to a place where he could eat.

Jong-seok and other believers looked around while eating on the plate.

Several monks were also eating among the congregation.

'Hmm... I think there's something in your head about what Ko Sung-sil said. It's unexpectedly quiet. What's the plan to eat a legal and hospitable meal?'

Jong-seok shook his head after thinking about it for a while.

'I don't know if it's illegal to make a deal legally...' That's not what I'm involved in, you're trying to convince people here. And they don't sell it even if I visit them a hundred times.’

When Jong-seok, muttered inwardly, was eating, some of the monks' faces were filled with anxiety.

Though Jong-seok didn't see it.

***

On the morning of the 11th, as Jong-seok expected, he received a phone call.

And Heo Pyeong-ji, who had not said anything for a while, took Jong-seok out of the licensing clinic.

In the car heading to Hosimsa Temple, Jong-seok glanced at Heo Pyeong-ji and Im Ae-hee with a rearview mirror.

Both, dressed in black mourning, were looking out of the window.

"It must have been comfortable to hear that you died in your usual posture."

"You can say it's a lake."

Lim Ae-hee shook her head with a sigh at Huh Pyung-ji's words.

"Where in the world is the prize? It's just... it's missing and sad."

It seems that Lim Ae-hee, who had suffered from a serious illness until recently, had thought a lot about her death.

And knowing it, Heo Pyung-ji nodded.

"So is he. What you want to see doesn't disappear."

"But you must have gone to a good place. He's such a nice guy.”

Listening to the conversation between the two behind, Jong-seok stopped his car in the parking lot of the building next to Ho-sim.

At the entrance to Hozim, many people were already lining up to sign the guest book.

Watching the scene, Jong-seok lined up behind them. When it was their turn, Jong-seok wrote his name in the guest book and went into Ho-sim.

Jong-seok, who was honored by offering incense and paying silent tribute to the mortuary, came out of the Daeungjeon Hall with Heo Pyeong-ji.

The hearing standing outside the mortuary and the adults joined together to share examples.

"Tree amytabul."

"Did you feel comfortable?"

I'm not asking how your hearing is. I'm asking about the end of Hongryeong.

"You were smiling, in your proper position."

"You must have felt comfortable."

Huffyung-ji, who nodded, opened her mouth while looking at the appeal.

"There will be a lot of work for you to do in the future."

"Tree amytabul."

Huh Pyung-ji, who nodded at the hearing of the joint, moved his steps.

I looked around Jong-seok as I watched Heo Pyung-ji greet the people who came to pay their respects.

Then, I could see that there was a hall on one side. Ko Seong-sil was talking with the monks.

'Who are those monks?'

The monks of Hozim, who often came to see Hongryeong, knew all about it.

However, the monks who are talking to Ko Seong-sil were not Hoseim people.

Jong-seok, who had been thinking about it, slowly started the Geon-gon-gu-gong-gu air. Jong-seok, who absorbed energy by moving his body lightly, focused his inner strength on his ears.

Argh!

As I focused my history, the sound around me began to grow little by little.

The loud noise brought Jong-seok to his senses. Then the voice of Ko Sung-sil began to be heard little by little.

"On our side... "What's good is what's good..."

"But the great monk... It's still time to..."

"You said that and you' Are you thinking of going through the year...."

"First of all, you're the Tribunal Monk..."

Jong-seok wrapped his hands around his ears and headed to the site of the Goseong-sil.

Then he moved his palms little by little and began to concentrate on the sound of the high-pitched room.

Then the noise decreased little by little, and the story of the high-pitched room began to be heard well.

"Don't worry about the problem. We have already checked the family relations of the monks. Everyone else has a family except for one hearing.”

"Don't make it too hard."

"We are a legitimate builder. Don't worry too much because we only do legal things. And it's a win-win thing for each other, and family loves it."

"Tree amytabul... "Then, as promised, when the sale of the favorable review is made..."

"I keep my word, so don't worry."

"Okay."

Jong-seok told Heo Pyeong-ji about the separation of the monk and Ko Seong-sil, who finished the story with it.

"I'll see someone for a moment."

"Do you know anyone here?”

"There's one person I know."

"Okay, I'll call you when it's time to go."

Jong-seok, who bowed his head to Heo Pyong-ji's words, chased after Ko Seong-sil, who was going out of the Ho-simsa Temple.

Jong-seok hurried to Ko Seong-sil, who was trying to get into a black car parked in front of Ho-sim.

"Excuse me."

At Jong-seok's call, the face of Ko Seong-sil, who was looking back, hardened.

"Oh... hello."

"Why aren't you coming? You need to get acupuncture a few more times."

"I'm kind of busy with my work... I'll go next time."

Then, when Ko Sung-sil tried to get into the car in a hurry, Jong-seok slipped his hand next to the car.

"So... you're going?”

Ko Seong-sil swallowed her saliva and saw the body of the car touched by Jong-seok. And in that memory came to mind that Jong-seok was blowing up a car at the construction site.

He closed the car quietly. Seeing it, Jong-seok nodded and said,

"You were talking to the monks earlier... Who is it?"

"They're just monks."

"You've been sharing stories with them."

At Jong-seok's words, the wonder on Ko Sung-sil's face was young.

I've checked that there's no one around. How did you hear that?’

Jong-seok opened his mouth looking at Ko Sung-sil.

"What do you do?”

"What do you mean?"

"I asked you what you do to buy a favorable review."

"I told you to stick to the deal and stop the fight, so you're working to make a good deal. And it's only legal."

"I heard about the family of the monks."

"Isn't it illegal to talk?"

"Isn't he trying to take advantage of the family of the monks?"

"Not for use."

"Then?"

When asked by Jong-seok, Ko Sung-sil shook her head while looking at him.

"It's hard to say. But... it's true that there's nothing wrong with them."

Then Ko Sung-sil got into the car and looked at Jong-seok as if she had nothing more to say.

"See you next time, then."

The car began to start as soon as Jong-seok stepped back without further asking for attention.

I don't know what the hell you're doing.’

Given the emphasis on legal... It didn't seem to work illegally.

But it seemed like he was playing a trick.

"What if it's not for use?"

I didn't take a look at Mac, but I didn't think he was telling a lie.

Jong-seok, who was pondering over it, saw the Ho-simsa Temple.

"How much is it here?”

Jong-seok, who was looking at Ho-simsa Temple, moved his steps. For now, I thought I should take Heo Pyung-ji and Lim Ae-hee to the licensing clinic and find out.

***

Jong-seok, who went to the funeral and received medical treatment, drove his car to one of Suraksan Mountain in Gangbuk.

Upon arriving at Suraksan Mountain, Jong-seok stopped at a building guided by navigation.

A sign was seen in the eyes of Jong-seok, who was looking at a four-story building that looked a little worn out.

It was a lawyer's office run by Hong Seok, one of Moon Bang-woo's members and a former senior prosecutor.

Hong Seok, who was also a partner at the nation's most famous law firm, retired when he got older and was now running such a small free law firm.

Should I say that I do it for social service rather than making money?

For those who have difficulty meeting lawyers due to lack of money, Hong Seok was offering free counsel counseling.

Anyway, Jong-seok, who first came to Hongseok's office, wondered that the building was older than he thought.

"You seem to have some money. You have an office like this.”

Jongseok moved his steps, thinking that it was a building that didn't match Hongseok's image.

Standing in front of the office on the second floor, Jong-seok pushed the glass door inside.

"Welcome."

Jong-seok lowered his head slightly as he watched the young female employee rise up gladly.

"I'm here to see lawyer Hong Seok.”

"Do you have an appointment?"

"Yes, this is Lee Jong-seok."

"Oh! I heard you were coming. Please sit here. The lawyer went to the bathroom for a while.”

Jong-seok sat in front of her as the female employee pointed to a chair. After a while, Hong-seok came in, wiping his hands with a handkerchief.

"Mr. Lee is here."

Jong-seok stood up and bowed his head as Hong-seok approached with a welcoming smile.

"I hope you don't mind."

"No, I'm happy to see you after a long time."

With a smile, Hong-seok took out a can of soda from the refrigerator. When Jong-seok received it, Hong-seok said, sitting at his desk in front of him.

"You're new to my office, aren'”

"Yes."

"How do you do it?"

Hong Seok's words made Jong-seok sneak a look around the office and said,

"Adammit and nice."

The office was small. There were two desks used by Hong Seok and a female employee, and on one side were shelves and drawers with legal codes and various documents.

And on one side there was a sink, a table and a sofa for a simple meal.

Hong Seok smiled at Jong-seok's words.

"In fact, I've failed three times to make this office what it is."

"Failure?"

"At first, I had a neat, nice building and a nice office... People didn't come."

"Why?"

"I wrote 'free of charge' and he didn't come because he liked the office.”

"Ah..."

"So I lowered the level a little bit, and I came all the way here."

"Then, are the guests coming?"

"Now that there's a lot of rumors on the Internet, many people in need of legal help are coming from the provinces."

"You do a lot of good things."

"It's the law that we learned, so we serve the law.”

Hong Seok, who was smiling at Jongseok, took out a sheet of paper. There were notes on the paper.

"First of all, I wrote down what Mr. Lee said and thought about it."

Before coming to Hong-seok, Jong-seok talked about Ho-simsa Temple. It would be the quickest thing to ask Hong-seok to know the difference between illegal and legal.

"For now, you said you talked about the monks's family.”

"Yes."

"Even a monk would have parents and brothers who gave birth to him and raised him."

"I suppose so."

"And we said win-win to each other.”

"Yes."

"Maybe... they have approached the monks' families who are in poor condition."

"Access?"

"It's said that you've cut off the world, but can you cut it with scissors? The house is going to ruin.Monks would be shaken if they heard that they needed money urgently.”

Hong Seok's words gave Jong-seok the idea of Ko Sung-sil.

"This is what family and win-win mean."

And... as Ko Sung-sil said, this wasn't illegal.

When Jong-seok thought of it, Hong-seok began to explain what he had learned based on his story.

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