episode_0002

“Oh fuck.”

Lamenting and swearing alone will not change the world. I put Bigeup in my arms and returned back into the cave. The floor, where footprints were clearly visible, was reflecting light as if to quickly practice the basics of dark moon walking. I tapped the floor with my shoes on and took out my wallet again.

“So, here, bend your knees and take a step forward… .”

The floor was smooth. Was it intentionally shaved to help with performance? Or is it that there are many people who have practiced it because Amweolbo has been handed down by one person for a very long time? The person presumed to be the teacher had become a skeleton and was lying on the ground, so there was no one to answer questions.

As a test, I tried following the steps of the female moonwalker and then read the content again.

“The basics of the cancer moon report start from moving and making no sound. At first, use the body’s center of gravity to reduce the sound, and after accumulating internal energy, use internal energy to strengthen leg strength, but never make a foot-stomping sound. If you hear footsteps, you must start again from the beginning.”

I opened the box and picked up a Byeokgokdan. I was already hungry after a hard day today. When I put Byeokgokdan in my mouth, my mouth felt dry and dry, as if I was chewing dry dirt. I frowned and walked towards the flowing water.

I was just trying to walk, but for a moment, I tried to walk according to the walking method of Amwolbo, which I had tried a little while ago. There was a posture of walking with one’s body bent forward, and a natural sound was produced by bending one’s knees and stamping one’s feet. Moreover, I was planning to take my next step further than my stride, but as I jumped without thinking, my footsteps rang out as they hit the floor.

“Oh, this won’t be easy.”

I returned to the inner cave again. A large hole like a window illuminated the wall. When I looked at the wall again while scanning the stairs, I saw that what I thought were just old marks were at regular intervals, similar to using hands and feet to climb the wall at Amwolbo. I roughly matched the shape of the wall with my hands and feet and read the contents of the class again.

“This herbivorous form of amwolbo is used to climb over fences or rock walls. We can go anywhere to get beauty, and if we want to get off this cliff, we must learn this skill. However, if there is one thing that is disappointing, it is that it is difficult to judge achievements from inside this small cave.

One who has mastered the skill. If you’re curious about achievement, the only way is to tie yourself using the rope and stake included in the box and climb up the cliff, so trust your skills and luck and take on the challenge… . No fuck.”

I checked again the ropes and stakes I had seen earlier. When I looked at them earlier, they both seemed sturdy, but that was an objective review that could only be made when things had nothing to do with me. The moment I realized that it was my lifeline, the rope, which seemed strong, seemed ready to break at any moment, and the stake and the cliff into which it was to be placed looked poor.

I read the text again and lifted the rope and stake. The rope was long enough that I felt like I could climb up the cliff to some extent even with my body tied up. But if you asked me if I could climb to the end, I could only tilt my head.

If I do this wrong, won’t I reach the limit of the rope and just climb up and then fall?

At some point, you won’t be able to practice on that cave wall and will have to keep climbing up the cliff. Is it right to rely on this one stake every time?

The person who came here may have arranged it carefully, but the human mind is prone to trembling and anxiety due to possible situations.

“Is this correct?”

I asked the weathered white skeleton. Of course, the skeleton that fell at an angle didn’t even pretend to answer my question.

I took a deep breath and started looking for the remaining anti-Chinese liquor items. It was because I had read earlier that Bangjungsul helps strengthen legs and hands. When I squatted down next to Baekgol and opened the book, the content I wanted came out.

[The basics of Bangjungsul are the thighs, fingers, and tongue. For this purpose, it is important to practice the arm and leg posture and Geumna posture consistently and to strengthen the strength of the fingers and thighs by taking this posture once a day. First, spread your legs and bend your knees as if a general were riding a horse. Straighten your back and extend both hands forward.]

They were explaining how to do a horseback riding stance. I placed the book on the floor and tried a horseback riding pose. During my school days, I had teachers who taught me to do this posture as a way to teach me how to do it, so I was able to do it quite well.

[Then open your palm so that it faces the sky, and repeat moving your middle and ring fingers as if they were wriggling dragons. Once you get used to the up and down twisting motion, move your fingers and at the same time move your wrist and other fingers in accordance with the basic basic movements of Geumnasu.]

I paused for a moment and looked at Geumnasoo’s basic herbivory. There were actions such as twirling one’s wrist or grabbing the other person’s collar with one’s fingers and pulling them in. Anyway, I needed to train my hands to climb the rock wall, so I took up the horseback riding stance again and crossed the cliff with my feet.

[Once you get used to this process, pick up the soil soaked in water and go back to the process of making a bead shape by moving your fingers in the same way as before. [It is to learn how to distribute power appropriately.]

I flipped through the paper again. From where I was watching, he was talking passionately about how to use his fingers and why he incorporated the techniques of Geumnasu into caressing a woman.

According to the author of this secret, Geumnasu is a martial art that uses the strength of the opponent, pulling and pushing away, depicting the mysterious relationship between a man and a woman and the process of reaching unity, and for that reason, the technique of Geumnasu is a martial art that describes the process of reaching union. It seemed like it was like dealing with .

Of course, since there were only white bones and no women here, the words did not make sense to me right now. And on the next page I turned, it was written about the next action I should take.

[After assuming the posture with your legs and hands, you should practice using your tongue. Stick out your tongue and quickly flap it up and down like a frog catching an insect. Once you get used to this process and can use your tongue freely, from then on, practice making shapes by putting lumps of dirt in your mouth.]

I read the instructions to the end and took a pose. Take a horseback riding stance, extend your hands forward, and wiggle your fingers. He flicked his hands violently as if chewing in the air, while sticking out his tongue and flicking it up and down like a frog eating a bug.

“……”

The cave is quiet.

I was in a horseback riding stance waving my fingers in the air, and White Bone was watching my actions with empty pupils as if he were my only fan.

“Ebebebebebe”

Every time I raised my voice, my tongue would move and I would make stupid noises. It even sounded like I was laughing at myself.

I really felt cheated. Do you remember playing pranks like that on your friends when you were young? The joke is that if you close your eyes and place your tongue on your elbow, your tongue will touch it. If a friend who really believed that said rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue, he would giggle and laugh as if he had been waiting for this, asking if he was faking it.

I somehow felt like I was the victim of such a prank.

I stopped practicing and sat down on the floor for a moment. I scratched my head and looked at the ceiling.

The sound of water flows through an empty cave. The sound of water flowing was particularly loud, and my sigh broke the silence.

“After… .”

I scratched my head and unfolded the scale again.

“….If you look at it upside down, does something like Heavenly Demon’s magic appear?”

The thought of having to do this over and over again for an unknown amount of time was already blinding me. Is this correct? Is this really a coincidence? I turned the book over just in case, but nothing came out.

“Fuck… .”

In the end, it meant that I was destined to shout ‘Abebebebe’ while waving my fingers in a horseback riding pose for at least a year.

“Is this correct?”

I looked at the white bones. Of course, White Bone just stayed where it was without any response. I kicked the skeleton’s head for no reason, pulled on its clothes, scratched my head, and went out.

The inside of the cave was gloomy, but if you take a few steps outside, a pure white world unfolds. My frustrated mind seemed to ease a little as I looked at this spectacular view covered in layers of fog.

Superb scenery makes people optimistic. What should I do now? If this question filled my head, then it filled my head with groundless optimism that everything would work out somehow now.

Isn’t this also fate? I am a person who believes that everything in this world is fate.

A life of learning Bangjungsul and footwork while buried in pure white fog, white bones, Byeokgokdan, and miscellaneous things.

I turned around, believing that the life given by heaven would not end here.

“Oh fuck.”

What can I do?

I need to practice.