Devil's Music

“I don't listen to you when you're warming up your clothes, when you're holding it at a place like this, you call me, and you tell me to wear a hot tack in my clothes. ”

Yeongha nagged as she touched the collar on the front door. After hearing the nagging from Zero in a long time, she smiled as if she was happy, and said.

“Grandpa, Grandma's tomb is 5483 Busan Memorial Park. Just remember, it's too wide to find it without a number. ”

“Yes, Mom. I'll go say hi. ”

“And you know the home address, right? A fresh bronze from Busan Young Tools. Don't wander off in the cold, be careful driving your motorcycle, yield if a speeding car comes out of nowhere, okay? ”

“Haha, Mom, I'm not her, okay? Goodbye.”

Yeongha once again touched the hat on the gun and said.

“Since yesterday, you should have stood here and listened to the sermon for half an hour. You're lucky I'm the only one home. ”

“Hehe, got it. Bye, Mom. ”

When Gun got out of the elevator and put on his bike's helmet, he looked up at the apartment and saw the freezing water looking down through the window.

After studying as a child and sending the army right away, my mom was very happy for a few short days with the case. The thing that made me feel my mom's heart waved a lot.

Seeing you waving your hands at Zero Zero, you climb on your bike with a smile. The heavy engine rings and the sunglasses are pulled out of the bag and the mask is placed under the neck and the bike is taken off.

It was a cold weather in the early winter, but it felt so good to be in a fresh breeze. I was also very excited to travel by bike for the first time in my life. I was relieved that I had a mobile navigation app, although I didn't know where I was going. When I left Seoul in an instant with a heavy exhaust sound, the mountain started to settle, and a field spread out.

‘There is a lovely countryside just outside of Seoul. Ah, it's right next to the highway and it's very well-paved, so you can't call it the countryside, but it feels good to see the rice paddy field. It feels like you're here to play. ’

When I was a child, I lived in Haeundae District, Busan, in Seoul and Gwangjin-gu, Guangdong. Both were urban, and my grandmother's house was also very close to the Busan area, so everything that was unfolding in the open country was new and new.

When the rest stop came out, I stopped to get thirsty, or I repeated to fill my stomach and leave again, and it was late one afternoon. The quiet countryside was a round-trip lane, with a bus slowly circling the road in front of the bike.

The bus is packed with high school students, even if it's nearby. In the early winter, the girls who opened their windows wide and chattered because the wind was too hot, saw a nice motorcycle passing by and began talking with their fingers pointing.

As soon as the gun sees that there are no vehicles on the other side of the center line and tries to get out of the side of the bus, the schoolgirls scream through an open window.

“Ahhh! Your motorcycle is so cool! ”

“Show me your handsome face! Is that you?”

I looked at the bus window in the voices of the girls who suddenly heard the gunshot and laughed.

Do you recognize me? ’

Gun lowers mask and takes off sunglasses. The girls on the bus shouted that the gun was pretty when they showed their faces, and they became a mess.

“Cayda!”

“What!?! Where are you! Ugh, I'm serious! ”

“Ahhhhhh!!!! ”

As the girls started lifting the camera on their phones, the bike wearing sunglasses quickly passed the speed limit in front of my bus.

The frenzied girls rush to the front window of the bus. As Gun laughed and sped up, he was soon able to run a quiet and quiet country road again, looking at the bus shining on the side mirror while driving his bike.

I could see the young grandson passing by the road and the grandmother pushing her grandson inside the road.

‘My grandmother used to take me around a lot when I was little. If you hadn't fought about religion with your mother, you could have spent more time together, right? ’

Gun's grandmother married him when she was 18 and came home. The grandmother who married the grandfather who was her eldest grandson was busy with sacrifices all year long.

My grandmother, who was a devout Buddhist, would sometimes hold hands when she went to the temple and tell old stories while climbing a quiet hill.

‘On the day I first visited the temple, God explained that I was a good person who protects those who obey the lawlessness of me who were afraid to cry at the entrance, but to be honest, I was afraid to step on the feet of those who protect me. Especially since Lord Jiangcheon, who was holding a sword, came out of a dream that night. ’

I thought of my grandmother as I felt the wind on my bike.

"My mother, who was born in a Catholic family and turned to Protestant religion, refused to sacrifice even though she was my firstborn. So I started seeing my grandmother, but she was always nice to me, so I wanted to go see her. I couldn't go when I was a kid because she didn't want to, but I could go if I wanted to after middle school, but I was too careless. I thought I should be nice to you later, but you're already gone. ’

The sun went down while Gun was riding his bicycle thinking about things. I turned on the lights and saw the navigation slowly, feeling that the road that had disappeared to the side of the road was too dangerous.

“Yeongcheon-si, Gyeongsangbuk-do? To get into the city... we have to go through a place called Dammyri. I don't know if you have a motel. It's so dark that if a cat or dog comes out, it's going to be an accident. I have to go to sleep. ”

The gun with the phone plugged into the bicycle handle drives the bicycle into the dome. In the quiet countryside, many houses were extinguished even though it was not very late at night.

I was thinking of going downtown through Dammy, just stopping my bike from the noisy music that I heard in the distance as I was passing by those houses and turning it off.

What kind of music is that? ”

In my ears, I heard loud noises like the sound of bells and drums, and the sound of people screaming.

You start the gun and drive your bike toward the sound. As I approached the palace-like Kiawa's house on the top of the hill past the small house, I heard a sound getting louder and louder.

The big gate was wide open, and I saw the women who looked like villagers in front of the gate chattering inside, and I set my bike on the stone wall and looked inside the front gate.

"You're a shaman, aren't you? You're good even in your day and age. I've never seen you good before. I need to take a quick look around. ’

As the gun crossed its arms and stood in front of the front door, it saw a shaman leaping across the front door, cutting off the big bull's head and placing it on the table, shouting all kinds of foods and candlelit tables.

As I looked at the good plate with my curious eyes, I heard three women around me chatting. I was not normally eavesdropping, but I was curious about the sound of conversations that seemed to be about the current situation.

She frowned and said, with a perm that was squirming so badly.

“No, what's going on? I've lived in this town for generations. Why is this happening? ”

She tied her head tightly behind her back and wrapped it in a net. She slapped Mrs. Pharma's arm and said.

“Yes, yes! Youngcheon Choi has been famous since the Joseon Dynasty. How can this happen? ”

The lady with the big dot on her face nodded and helped.

“You're six this year, aren't you? My grandfather raised me to be a seventh generation reader, and suddenly I hear ghosts. ”

“I know. He went up with his mom to play on the back mountain, and then suddenly she collapsed trembling with a lather. Look at that school mom's face. What should I do?”

I turned my head and saw a woman in her late thirties, kneeling before a brute. She knelt on her knees in a white robe, praying and praying that her hands would become feet. How worried she was, her eyes dimmed and shaded, and she was in danger of collapsing quickly. But my mother's heart was constantly giving me the criticality of overcoming such fatigue.

“How angry the school grandfather was, I don't know, breaking his beloved bearbearbearbears and bringing a shaman from Namhae. She takes care of the South Sea, right? That woman, rumor has it she's a shaman who makes over 500 million a year. ”

“What's there to forgive? It's been three days. It's noisy because of the 6: 00 to 9: 00 p.m. good noises every night, but it doesn't work for three days.”

“Yoon Mi, how easily can a haunted mother be fixed? Even a merciful shaman can take time. ”

“Look at the school grandpa, by the way. I think he's going to collapse soon. He's been sitting there for hours at a time. My grandmother wouldn't listen no matter how much she told me to go in and rest. ”

“The sky will recognize your grandfather because he built a hill in this neighborhood. The neighborhood is very respectful. ”

“You know, when I couldn't work for a year in a truck accident at my own house, I was thankful to have my homeroom grandfather finance me for no interest, and he still gets up to help me when he sleeps in school. ”

I sat on the blue ledge in the eye of the case and my grandfather was looking at the crooked good plate. At the age of ninety, the old man who appeared to have blossoms full of dark mushrooms on his face, but had a favorable impression of the indulgence to a visible level.

Seeing that face full of worries breaks my heart. In front of Goodpan, the child in grandma's arms didn't look hidden from people, but there was a grandchild holding her in her arms rather than a good eye.

“No, by the way, how wicked was the origins, and the young school boy's face turned blue, is that it? I'm so sorry I missed you, really. He was so cute and polite. ”

“Yesterday afternoon, the superlady in front of me saw her, and she went to the Yeongcheon Cathedral. But then the priest ran out like he was scared and said," Evil! The Devil has possessed her! "”

“What? Demons? You're not a ghost, and demons are a better class, aren't they? What if something goes wrong at school? Tsk, tsk. ”

The gun tilts its head.

‘In the movies, people who are possessed by demons say strange things and have their throats turned, is there a demon that just holds them so powerlessly? Have I seen too many movies.... ’

In order to get a closer look at the child called school school, I moved forward through more people.

The child in the grandmother's arms was trembling with a parched complexion and bloodied lips. While looking at the child with the sad eyes of seeing the sad appearance of the boy that was too young, the child slowly looked at the case.

The moment the gun and child met each other in the air, the child yelled with a frightening face.

“Shhhhh!!!!! Y-you!! ”

While Hakdu was surprised by the case, the shaman who was doing well accepted God, blinking his eyes.

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