episode_0087

The next day, Cheonma really came to visit me.

Cheonma, who came to the house, watches Soo-oh train, and says strange phrases, saying that they are the secrets of Cheonma Shingong.

At first, he told me the passage and asked me to interpret it, but when I said whatever came to mind, he looked at me as if he had never seen such an idiot before.

To be honest, it was shocking.

No, but I really don’t know!

It’s even funnier when Soo starts to understand.

Why does studying literature become an art or physical education? I don’t understand. Isn’t there some fatal error in the laws of physics?

No, originally, Gina’s magic power was like that.

I guess that’s just how it is.

“Why can’t I use it?”

Thinking about it, I was so angry that I was muttering, and Cheonma, who was sitting next to me, turned his head and looked at me with a sad expression.

“You’re not lying, are you?”

“I don’t lie.”

Cheonma looked at me with a puzzled expression, then realized something on his own.

“Well, if it’s that hair… … .”

They say I’m stupid and can’t use it.

“Eunjae dragged me to the upper chamber. Then shouldn’t I be able to use it too?”

Cheonma sat in a strange position when I said that.

The faded memory of a man is now. He says and highlights the word cross-legged. I wonder if there is a need to do so.

What can I do if my memory is like that?

There is no separate personality. There is a mass of memories, and those memories are connected like a spider web to form consciousness.

It’s easier to understand if you compare it to space.

A planet is a piece of information. A sun is a focal memory. A cluster is an event. A galaxy is an episode.

If it’s a galaxy group, it would be school life, if it’s a galaxy cluster, it would be childhood. If it’s a giant gravitational body, it would be memories that make up the self, and if it’s the entire universe, it would include memories that are almost completely forgotten.

And gravity spread throughout the universe is my consciousness.

The phenomenon of interacting itself becomes conscious and emerges. So there is no separate consciousness. Even a very small local gravitational field is ultimately part of the great gravity, right?

That’s it.

If the solar system is a memory of a time when it was a faded man, then the other stars in the sky are memories of a time when they were all cold seas. The Andromeda Galaxy would be the first memory of the world.

Most of my memories are of pain, despair, and cold, so it’s hard to tell the difference, but if you look at the proportions of my head, it is.

Are your memories shining?

That’s it. That’s it.

I was lying in bed under the covers, and suddenly my brain started thinking, “Let’s enjoy some classic memories today,” and started to recall my dark past.

Anyway, I feel like classical memories are popping up a lot these days, but that’s probably because there are a lot of realities that can stimulate those memories.

I look at the Cheonma sitting with his eyes half open, thinking that way.

“What are you doing?”

Soo-oh stopped exercising and went around to avoid Cheonma and came to me. Seeing him tremble, I thought he was releasing energy that I couldn’t feel.

“I don’t know. You’re acting like that all of a sudden. Don’t you exercise?”

When I pointed to the yard, meaning that he should go and do it without worrying about it, So-oh shook his head from side to side.

“If your energy is shaken like this, you will suffer internal injuries or be possessed by a demon.”

Coin flowed through the body. Was it the energy flowing through the body that was entangled? I couldn’t understand it, but since that’s the reality of people in this world, I nodded and looked at Cheonma.

Soo-oh is holding my waist tightly.

I’m starting to feel the pain in my body. If I do this wrong, I’ll get hurt.

When you get confused, do it immediately.

I hit Soo’s forehead with my finger.

“It hurts when you tighten it.”

“Ah! Oh, I’m sorry.”

Suddenly being polite? Was it possible to use something like that?

Soo-oh is flustered and waving his hands around, as if he has forgotten what to do with his hands.

“Adjust your strength. Okay?”

So I told her what to do, and she approached me cautiously and grabbed the hem of my clothes. I don’t know why she was being so cautious.

At first, I held it awkwardly, but as I watched the horse quietly for a long time, I gradually held it like before.

But you’re still controlling your strength. That’s okay.

After a short while like that.

Cheonma stood up from his seat.

With a blank expression, she raised her hand. A purple orb appeared on her palm, gradually rotating into a ring.

And when I clenched my hand, it turned into a thin line.

Grabbing it, Cheonma walked towards a place behind the mansion. I followed him wondering what he was doing, and Cheonma was standing on a cliff, holding the line towards a rock pillar rising up on the other side and swinging it.

At first I thought nothing had happened, but then the stone pillar slowly slid to the side.

Kwaaah!

Half of the stone pillar collapsed.

The remaining stone pillar is cut diagonally in the middle, and its cross-section is as shiny as a plate of glass.

Cheonma clenched and unclenched his hand several times.

And then he saw me.

“How much of your power did I take?”

Strength?

I don’t understand Cheonma’s question.

No, it’s clear that Cheonma also used the power from the upper chamber like Eunjae. I can’t feel that power directly, but I can feel it indirectly. Because I can tell that the body affected by the energy is distorted.

So I know there’s a lot of power flowing through there.

I also know that that power is mine.

but.

“I don’t know. I don’t feel it.”

There is no feeling of being picked on at all. There is a faint fear on his face.

“I used more energy at once than I’ve ever collected in my entire life. And you still don’t feel it? At all?”

Even if it was a lifetime of collecting energy, it wouldn’t have been that much since it would have been used every time you fought, right? Or does the amount recovered per hour and the total amount increase as your skill level increases?

Even so, I don’t think it would be that much.

“At some point, I might collapse like this. I have no sense at all.”

Cheonma looks at me with a serious expression. He seems to be checking if what I’m saying is true or false. But I’m telling the truth.

It’s definitely connected, but I really can’t feel it.

“I hope it’s because I can’t feel it. If it’s because it’s too small to be recognized.”

Cheonma swallowed his words for a moment after saying that. Then he looked straight at me and slowly opened his mouth.

“I will also follow in the footsteps of the three great heavenly horses.”

Does this mean resisting like Eunjae?

But he said he resisted, but honestly, when I saw him, he just looked so old and mentally unstable.

So I thought maybe that was why he left such a scary sentence for me.

Anyway, my answer is only one.

“Do whatever you want. I don’t force anyone.”

I believe that if I live according to my desires without being forced to, it will give me warmth.

“It feels refreshing at times like this.”

“Well? So you know about me? Where do you see me grabbing your wrist and looking inside?”

I remembered the incident where Gijacheon looked at me and then ran away in a hurry, so I told him about it.

Then Cheonma shows interest.

“Will you let me take a look?”

I quietly held out my arm.

Then Cheonma pointed to the house. Does that mean let’s do it inside? I followed Cheonma as he walked and headed toward the house located a little away from the cliff.

He left So-oh blankly staring at the collapsed pillar cut in half.

I’ll come when I come to my senses.

We sat on the eaves where we had been watching the show earlier.

Then Cheonma turned me around, took off my top, and placed his hand on my heart.

Look at Cho-seol’s back through the eyes of a heavenly horse.

She has pure white skin. Of course, that’s only natural, since Cho-seol is Eun-jae’s descendant.

Still, even from the perspective of the Heavenly Horse, no energy is felt.

But there are traces.

Just as you can infer when a river flows by without seeing the water but by seeing the sand or dirt being pushed by the water, I know that something is being pushed against my back.

But then it stopped right away.

Really straight away.

In addition, Cheonma is trembling. He doesn’t seem to have any physical abnormalities, but his back is soaked with sweat and he looks as if he’s seen something unbelievable.

“Cheonma?”

Cheonma slowly takes his hand off my back and looks down at his palm, as if he can’t hear me. From Cheonma’s perspective, there’s nothing particularly strange.

Why are you doing that?

I looked back.

The face of the horse is pale.

“It’s cold.”

With those words, I curled up into a ball as if I was so cold that I couldn’t do anything. And even though my body felt warm around me, I was shivering.

My body is warm and sweaty, but I feel cold somewhere.

hmm.

I know you well.

Oh my.

I caught a Cheonma. It’s not really cold, but it would be a little better if there was a warm image.

It’s not like the cold will continue to increase like mine.

I grabbed her and took her into the kitchen and placed her in front of the fire.

I was sweating so much that I took off my clothes and scooped up some water from the crock and put it in a bowl.

But I couldn’t escape the cold and was shivering, so I called Soo-oh.

“Hey! Can you come to the kitchen for a minute?”

“Huh? Okay! I’ll go!”

I don’t know why he was looking at the pillar, but he brought him here and pointed to the Cheonma.

“Ah, naked!”

She only took off her upper body. What do you call naked? Her breasts are quite large, but she’s also a woman, so why should you be so surprised?

Is it because the colors are different?

No, this is not the time to be thinking about that.

“Go and hug her. Quickly.”

“Huh? Yeah. Okay. Okay. ”

So-oh, who was looking at me and Cheon-ma with a puzzled expression, walked over to Cheon-ma and hugged him. But the child’s face was bright red. I think he was embarrassed.

The horse will calm down a bit if there is warmth from a person.

It can’t really be cold, because the warmth in the light is still there.

And after a long time, Cheonma loosened his body. But even then, he reached out and grabbed Soo-oh and couldn’t let go for a long time.

As time passed, Cheonma stood up from his seat and looked at me.

“There is an endless space where nothing can be distinguished, and there is a nothingness in which even nothingness disappears. There is no harmony in it. There is no other for harmony. There is no chaos in it. There is no unknown for chaos. What on earth are you? Have you ever been a human being?”

He must be still not in his right mind, because his speech is incoherent. I handed Cheonma a bowl of water.

“First, drink water.”

Water is the best for clearing your mind.