I Became a Slave to a Mythical Shepherd

Episode 1. prologue

“117-1, Hwalsang-ro, Chuncheong-gun… 116th street… Here!”

I’ve been looking for this place for 4 hours.

Two valuable facts I realized while planning this lecture, ‘Ecology and Life Poetry, Human-Interest in the Ecosystem’.

First, don’t trust the old poet.

“To say you’re molested because you’re all old, you f*cking bastard…”

As soon as the f*cked poem, as soon as I sang the lecture, it was good for s*xual harassment and blown the entire planning of my event.

I had heard that the rumors were bad, but I thought that if it was a famous person who would easily come to the lecture of an insignificant planner like me, it could not be helped that there were flaws.

. . . even so, anyway.

– “The moral fall of the Korean literary world. Now we ask writers to wake up.”

-“Responding to XX’s text, what is the paragraph?”

– “We demand the expulsion of criminals. We want to hear the cries that have been suppressed.”

– “Towards Poet A, I accuse. We are in solidarity.”

When I woke up in the morning and browsed the internet, if there was the name of the bastard I recruited in these columns! Will I get a fever or not!

At that time, he throws his cell phone and has to pay for the LCD repair, but his business is on the verge of ruin.

Right now I’m going all over the country with all my might trying to patch up that puncture.

And the second precious realization.

“Teacher Hwang Yeom-seok! Teacher Hwang Yeom-seok! Where are you?”

Don’t trust addresses in the countryside.

“Boo, it must be 115-2 runway, right? It was written that way on the business card I received then…”

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“teacher? Do you know if Teacher Hwang Yeom-seok is here? As for the address, it says that teacher Hwang Yeom-seok lives here…”

Saying that, I looked back at ‘115-2 runway’.

It’s a rice field.

How did you report the land use? isn’t this illegal?

“Ah, Mr. Hwang Yeom-seok? The address is registered here, but I live in a farmhouse over the mountain.”

When I looked at the place pointed by the old man wearing a mountain climbing hat in front of me, it was a long way from ‘beyond the mountain’.

Right now, my car has a flat tire and I’m parked 1,500 meters behind it.

“teacher···”

“Call me Chief.”

“Yes, chief. Is there any way to go to Teacher Hwang Yeom-seok? Because I can’t get around because the wheels of my car are now spread out.”

“okay? Then I can give you a ride.”

“Chief Chief…!”

I walked straight after the savior, no, the chief.

Soon there was a simple garage covered with a slate roof, and when I opened the creaking tin door, there was a car that would take me to Mr. Hwang Yeom-seok’s farmhouse.

-Kirik. Kirik.

…I was at a loss for words at that time.

Chief Lee said to wait a moment and took out a key from under a nearby orchid pot and turned it around. When it seemed that my anxious premonition would become a reality, I cautiously asked the chief.

“Chief? Are you going by this car? Aren’t you going up our mountain path?”

“hmm? of course.”

minor problems.

I like old fashioned things. The so-called retro look isn’t bad either.

“…Is it really true that I can go to Mr. Hwang Yeom-seok’s residence with this car?”

“Aren’t you talking about Mr. Hwang Yeom-seok? It’s on the other side of that apple orchard, isn’t it?”

“No, that’s not it…”

But I can’t feel it in my car.

“I feel like Ceres is doing that!”

I will turn really.

“Hey Chief, is this really the only car that can pass through that road?”

“No, student. I don’t know if it’s because the student is still young, right? This guy is a very solid guy who has been through 9 presidents since the 5th ball! Could the student and this guy be the same age?”

…No, Chief? So you’re saying you can’t ride?

Before he could say anything, the head of the village got on the 83-year-old Ki X Ceres and started the engine.

-chin. Tick… Tick…

No, they are ‘trying’ to start the engine.

don’t make that face

‘Heh, heh heh, normally this guy looks fine, but maybe it’s because it rained a few days ago?’ Don’t make the same grim expression?

-Tuck, Tuck, Tick, Tuck, Tock, Tuck…

For some reason, the sound of the machine dying while idling is like the last breath of an old man on the verge of dying, making me even more anxious.

-chin. Turtuck. trumpet trumpet tuck.

“done! So, do you see? Even if this is the case, is it rolling smoothly? uh? If you want to go through that mountain road, you can’t trust anyone but him! I rode this even when I was going to meet the writer teacher when the anchors or announcers came out from that SBC…”

“Yes, SBC.”

“Have you seen that ‘Open Morning World’? He said he came out to see the teacher’s mansion there… Before the public servants from the county office came out on the air, there was an impressive hanok. did you see These days, there are a lot of laws about illegal extensions…”

“Ah, yes yes. Of course I saw it.”

never seen it There’s no room for a TV in a 7-pyeong studio, and I don’t have time to watch TV in the morning.

More than that, I wanted to ask if I was a person from the Enlightenment era, since regulations related to illegal extensions have been talked about recently, but I held back.

Still, isn’t it a grateful benefactor for getting the car? So I climbed into the passenger seat, closed the car door, and let the country breeze blow into my face.

I closed all the windows, but I realized a little later that I could feel the wind. When I asked the manager…

“Heh heh, last time Mr. Kim in front of me got senile and put stones in the mirror and windshield here? I just took off the windshield then.”

…Mom, I miss you.

Artificial leather seats that are almost 40 years old have already lost their softness and are inputting each cobblestone on the country road in high resolution to my spine.

On top of that, the wind full of the smell of compost coming from far away blows steadily over my face, so I feel… I can’t help but be happy.

I wanted to get off immediately, but I swallowed my resentment thinking about the lecture fee I would have to pay if I couldn’t see Mr. Hwang Yeom-seok and the space rental fee that would blow away.

Yeah… It reminds me of the old days and it’s nice. Back when I was in an alternative school, all of these things were normal. Before I became a worn-out member of society, I dated in a place like this, and I did all the hard work…

– Knocked up.

My self-justification stopped with a huge shock to my pelvis.

The chief, who must have had much more damage to his spine and pelvis than I, now turns the steering wheel steadfastly without a change in his expression, as if all his nociceptive cells have died.

“Now, we need to speed up here. From here, the hill road continues several times along the apple orchard. , center···.”

f*ck.

I want to cry.

I was able to cry as I wished because my jaw, which had just been trembling along the body of the car, closed with a click and clenched my tongue.

The village head next to him complained that this was scary and that he was crying. From then on, he cried not because he was in pain, but because he was sad.

Then, without realizing it, Ceres approached the last hill carefully as if he was out of breath. and···

– Boo waaang.

“Uh, uh, old man, isn’t it a bit too fast?”

“wait. If you don’t do this, you’ll get caught in the middle of the hill and the engine will shut off.”

-Tur, tur, tur, tur, hair, hair, hair, hair…

– Kick.

kick?

“uh? What is this, why doesn’t the brake work…”

– Woo woo woo woo woo!

The massive 40-year-old body crosses the crest of the hill and quickly starts descending the steep hill, maintaining its previous speed. The chief hurriedly changed gears and broke out in a cold sweat, and then I tried to find and fasten the seat belt…

the belt…

“It’s broken…”

– Tung.

The car body suddenly stopped.

Just before colliding into an apple orchard, it barely stopped to prevent a collision.

Plus I don’t have a seatbelt, nothing I was holding on to, and this car has no windshield.

conclusion.

“Quaaagh!”

forced ejection.

Due to the force of inertia, my body, which was launched over the head of the vehicle body, was on the verge of colliding with an apple tree.

At the moment, 28 years, the desperate and heartbreaking life history so far continues like a panorama.

Ever since I was in elementary school, I had never missed an extensive reading award at the library, and when asked about my future aspirations, I smiled brightly at the thought that I would become a scholar.

-“If your grades are good, you can aim for business administration or graduate school, but do you really have to go to apology college?”

Despite the homeroom teacher’s dissuade, the graduate school was turned into a philosophy department again because it didn’t fit the aptitude while walking to the limbs.

I went to graduate school, dropped out because I didn’t fit my aptitude, and eventually started a business, but I’m an idiot.

A life barely sustained by opening a platform for lectures and eating a small amount of subsidies from the city.

That life is about to end when its head crashes into an apple tree…

…

My consciousness was there.

***

“Hey, student are you okay? Come to think of it, there is a seat belt on the passenger seat… Huh? Where did you go?”

87-year-old Park Cheol-bae could be proud of having experienced all kinds of strange things in his life.

How many ordeals must he have experienced during his long life from the 6.25 Uprising to today after growing up under Japanese rule?

however···

“student? student!!”

What about people suddenly disappearing?

Park Cheol-bae had no way of knowing whether the young man fell to the ground or rose to the sky.