It was a really eventful day.

    To watch over the death of a righteous thief…

    It’s also about promotion.

    “By the way, what is this?”

    On the way home, I saw floating souls.

    Since it was near the cemetery, there were originally a lot of people, but the number was significantly higher than usual.

    “Has there been a rumor among the ghosts…”

    After returning home, he put up a ancestral rite table and even provided food for stray ghosts.

    However, it is impossible for the number of souls to increase this much in two days.

    “What a strange day…”

    No matter how I looked at it, it was right to head to my house.

    If they had come to relieve their resentment, they would have had to cling to me, but the spirits were diligently heading towards the house.

    I called over a familiar ghost.

    “Where is everyone going up to?”

    -….

    The ghost continued on its way as if it had no interest in me.

    “This bastard…”

    At best, we cooked meals and shared stories, but the treatment was very cold.

    You’ll find out what’s going on when you go up.

    I walked with the spirits.

    “Everyone gathered very evenly.”

    The number increased as we got closer to home.

    The number of souls I can already see is almost twenty.

    All kinds of souls, including very dirty ghosts, were gathered there.

    “Ghosts are crying.”

    Not just one or two people.

    Why are ghosts who were dead fine suddenly gathering in our house?

    After walking up for a while, I came across another truly spectacular sight.

    A place where the house can be seen from a distance.

    There, miscellaneous spirits with dirty energy were gathered and trembling.

    It seemed like he was scared of something and stopped in his tracks.

    “Why can’t you go and why are you gathered together?”

    The ghost I had spoken to earlier pointed to the house with his hand.

    Looking at their expressions, it seemed like there was something in our house.

    “You usually come here well?”

    Except for the shrines, I have never left any amulets to ward off evil spirits.

    They opened their doors wide with the intention of coming and having a meal.

    This means there is nothing to stop them.

    “How are you? Are you here too?”

    It was the head of our house.

    Seeing him shaking like a puppy that had been kicked out of the house, I felt like there was something going on.

    “The day is becoming more and more strange…”

    Seeing that there was no problem with the other souls, it seemed like only the miscellaneous spirits were blocked.

    As I got closer to the house, I stopped when I heard a sound.

    “….”

    It was a very clear sound.

    Similar to the sound of a flute, but a little different.

    Just listening to it makes me feel at ease.

    “…Serena?”

    The owner of that sound was Serena.

    Serena sitting alone in the middle of the yard.

    There was a small leaf in her hand, and her hand was touching her mouth.

    The sound I heard was the sound of a grass flute.

    “…There is no separate magistrate.”

    It was like watching a monk playing the flute.

    When performing a gut, people who play musical instruments are called beopsa.

    It was not a role that could only be said to involve playing instruments.

    This is possible only if you have your own spirit.

    The tunes they create bring out excitement and excitement.

    What Serena is doing now is similar to that.

    “…How did you come to know about this?”

    There is no way the sound of the grass flute would resonate all the way to the village.

    I could only hear it when I was nearby.

    As I entered the yard, I could understand why the souls had gathered.

    “Jangseung…”

    Subtly, but clearly bigger than yesterday.

    The facial features also seemed to have changed a little.

    The face changed from a dull feeling to a bit clearer.

    Things that were clearly placed facing each other were facing different directions.

    The great general of the world is looking in the direction where all the miscellaneous ghosts are gathered.

    General Jihae heads in the direction of the village.

    “They must have shown the way.”

    A sign that chases away evil spirits and guides the path of souls.

    It can be said to be the true function of a jangseung.

    “Maybe it’s because it’s a branch of the World Tree… It’s already amazing.”

    It seems that the reason the miscellaneous ghosts were shaking was because of the Great General of the World.

    In their eyes, it will feel like a knight holding a sword.

    Since the jangseung is guarding the yard, I have no choice but to come into the house.

    At that moment, the sound of the grass flute suddenly stopped.

    The harmonious atmosphere was broken and the spirits turned their eyes to me.

    “…Are you here?”

    Serena blushed slightly as if she was embarrassed.

    “What happened suddenly?”

    It seemed like looking at the jangseung had something to do with it.

    Since it is a world tree, it must have felt something.

    “…I prepared a meal for you.”

    I don’t know how they found it, but it seems like they took out the alcohol that was hidden in the house.

    Now, the ancestral rite table was a cozy drinking place.

    I think they were watching Serena’s Flute as a group.

    The elders were glaring at me, as if they were displeased with the sound of the flute being cut off.

    “…I guess I should keep blowing the flute first, right?”

    “Continue?”

    “Everyone is staring at me.”

    “….”

    Serena turned her head, but as expected, she couldn’t see me, so her gaze quickly returned to me.

    “First of all, I have something to do first.”

    “….?”

    Shouldn’t we also bring in the evil spirits outside?

    It would be easier to send it off after preparing and feeding it.

    “Hmm…what should I do…”

    Thinking about forcing the direction of the jangseung, I grabbed the bottle and walked towards it.

    Growling –

    “These souls have no ill will towards me, so it will be okay.”

    As I touched the jangseung, the spiritual energy naturally flowed into me.

    And just like a lie, miscellaneous ghosts started coming here.

    “Wow…did I tell you to come for no reason…”

    Even if you bring in quite a few scenes, it won’t be more scary than this.

    It’s like a bunch of ugly looking guys are coming…

    However, he was still glancing at Jangseung as if he was scared.

    “Go and eat something. I know I have a sick stomach thanks to Serena.”

    -….

    -….

    Miscellaneous ghosts greeting Serena.

    However, after diligent training, he became very polite.

    Even the evil energy in my head was noticeably reduced compared to the first time.

    It seems like he has been stripped of his duties as a guardian of the shrine.

    “When on earth are you going to attain Buddhahood?”

    -….?

    “Not the elderly…”

    Why on earth do the souls who come here not attain Buddhahood?

    It is clear that even if you ask, they will not tell you.

    It would be easier for both of us to get on our way quickly.

    One by one, the souls began to settle down.

    Everyone was looking at Serena.

    I flinch.

    “Does it give you goosebumps?”

    Nod.

    Serena is also a novelty, so I can’t help but feel something.

    With a gaze like this, even an ordinary person with good inspiration would get chills for no reason.

    “It seems like everyone is waiting for the flute to play?”

    “….Only souls?”

    “Then?”

    Serena walked away without answering.

    “…Why is it like that?”

    -….

    The elderly people were holding their bellies and laughing.

    The little-headed bastard was very excited, throwing his head and catching it.

    “These gentlemen…”

    And the sound of Serena’s flute spread softly.

    It was a performance that looked exactly like the World Tree.

    Everyone was immersed in the quiet performance.

    The wind felt like it was blowing by, and the smell of grass was particularly strong.

    “….”

    Is this what harmony is?

    As the energies harmonized, even my mind became harmonious.

    At this moment, everyone will feel the same way, regardless of the distinction between the living and the dead.

    Also, there was no distinction between good and evil souls.

    Because every person has a heart.

    “Huh….”

    In a way, it was similar to a gut.

    If what I’m doing is playing on behalf of another soul, it feels like I’m telling a story.

    “This is why music is necessary for exorcism.”

    Good is ultimately about letting go of resentment while having fun.

    When everyone is happy together, bad feelings are relieved.

    The shaman performing the exorcism is also excited when he is excited.

    Because I have to shake the bell excitedly.

    “I’ve only had very bad exorcisms these days…”

    Just listening to it made my body feel drowsy and comfortable.

    Even the miscellaneous ghosts let go of their resentment and quietly looked at Serena.

    Serena’s appearance combined with the sound was like a painting.

    Suuu –

    The wind blew, and the tune of the flute was sad.

    It was a fact that could be known without even asking who it reminded me of.

    The longing for the departed must have shaken the hearts of the souls.

    These are also people who left someone…

    “Good to hear.”

    A person who lives close to sadness.

    That is a shaman.

    While continuing your martial arts career, you are always faced with sorrow.

    It was the same for me too.

    It felt like the mental and physical pain I had gone through was completely washed away.

    “….”

    And then the sound of the flute stopped and everyone woke up from the silence.

    -…

    Serena quietly came over and sat next to me.

    “…How was it?”

    “Everyone likes it.”

    “I’m talking about you.”

    “…Me?”

    What Serena said next was unexpected.

    “… Was it comforting?”

    The word comfort once again sounded unfamiliar.

    Is it because I just received what was given to me…?

    “…I don’t think there is anyone who can comfort Chris.”

    “….”

    What can I say, it is a very unfamiliar moment.

    How did souls receive this?

    I felt like I would have to pay more attention when listening to the story in the future.

    “That’s great. It’s okay to be a shaman.”

    “…”

    There was an awkward air.

    It was an itchy silence that I couldn’t endure without saying something.

    “…Still having nightmares?”

    “…”

    Serena has no answer.

    He was looking at the jangseung as if he was thinking about something.

    I followed Serena and stopped when I saw the jangseung.

    Before we knew it, the jangseungs were facing each other.

    “…Why is this like this?”

    “…”

    ***

    It’s morning.

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