I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 134



[Episode 134] Dangjihwa

Cheong proudly puffed out his chest and responded proudly to Grandpa Dog’s praise –

“Ayat write.”

When I tried to do it I felt pain so I just cowered and answered.

“You don’t need to be surprised. “I’m always great.”

It would be a lie to say that a great person is great.

That’s why Cheong a gifted genius in the world whose modesty can be rude couldn’t bear to lie to an adult so he calmly told the truth.

“Yes it’s really nice to see that you have confidence. “If you’re a warrior you should have that kind of ambition!”

The Taesang family who accepts it will also say that there is a problem.

“But that guy’s arm.”

“ah. That’s why you came here. How far did you go to find out? Oh did you recognize me?”

As the words came out they sounded like something a subhuman scum would say so Cheong quickly corrected them.

The old man who didn’t know what was going on blinked a couple of times and continued answering as if he thought it was no big deal.

“I guess it was Hyeolgang Mine.”

“Hyeolgangmine!”

Cheong shouted in surprise.

Blood Gang Mine!

What on earth is that?!

I felt like I needed to shout and shouted once.

Even so facts I didn’t know didn’t suddenly enter my mind.

Cheong who couldn’t hold back if he was curious asked.

“What is Hyeolgang Mine?”

“Um what should I say an extremely evil type of thing? Um yes it was created through the dark blood law of the blood religion ummm. “Its characteristic is a strong body that is as strong as a sword.”

“Blood ties?”

“okay. “I don’t think it’s unusual for the Geumwiwi to have received the teachings of a blood religion.”

It can be said that everything related to blood religion in Gangho is evil.

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Because it is true.

It’s not a preconceived notion but the methods used by the blood religion basically required blood.

The same goes for the Dark Blood Ra Dabeop so the blood of a person who has undergone some special treatment is absorbed into the target’s body to create a Blood Gang Demon with a body that is invulnerable to swords.

The head of the Taesang family also knew nothing about this special treatment.

Because they are not blood Christians.

In any case since it is a method of absorbing other people’s blood it is so evil that it deserves to be treated as a martial arts official.

“hmm? “Isn’t that ginger poetry?”

“It’s different from Jiangshi. Even if it is a ginger poem the only thing that lives is consciousness and the vitality of the Danjeon is also dead so it just moves by consuming the remaining Jinwon.”

“uh. “The difference is whether you can use your own strength or not?”

“okay. “He’s also very clever.”

“lol. “What are you saying?”

Cheong knows himself well so he knows that although he is always great he is a little far from clever.

So this time it was humility.

“Then does this mean that Hyeolgang Mine is also a top compatible midfielder? “Anyway if you’re going to make it anyway wouldn’t it be better to make Hyeolgang Mine?”

“Hyulgang Mine is only strong but its shortcomings are so great that surprisingly even blood cultists don’t use it often.”

“What are the downsides?”

“Instead of having an invulnerable body you become dull. The movements of the body become twice as slow the joints and tendons become stiff and flexibility disappears and the movements of the limbs become rigid and linear. Don’t you know that you dealt with it?”

“oh.”

Cheong’s expression was very bitter.

What it’s more than twice as slow?

Even though I realized that the cut on my chest was a life-threatening move I was too late to avoid it so wasn’t my breast cut in half like a mackerel?

Cheong wanted to do that because he also sympathizes with the fact that it is rigid without flexibility and its movements are linear.

It was even more so when Cho Gwak lost his temper.

Cheong protested against the injustice.

“For that matter didn’t he fight well?”

“Didn’t the swordsman who fights well get pushed around by you and end up rolling around like a donkey? I thought Chogwak couldn’t dance to you because he was a simpleton who only trained with Kangho Chochul. “It’s like masters who are stuck in a deep mountain and reach a high level only through training but struggle in actual combat.”

“hmm. “Should I not fool around…”

Cheong thought seriously.

Still if the attack seems to work isn’t it worth it even if the enemy becomes twice as fast?

Once you block it with your arm and stab it.

Instead if it failed it would really be split in half.

hmm? No.

I was invincible with Master’s shield.

Come to think of it if Cho Gwak wasn’t a bloodthirsty person he could have been beaten to death long ago without his heart breaking into three pieces.

When I think about it it’s unfair.

If I had known that he was a guy who wanted to become strong by soaking in other people’s blood I would have torn off all of his remaining limbs and come back.

He was such an out-of-this-world bastard.

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“It’s not normal for a person of the highest rank to be a member of the Geumuiwiwi’s guard is Hyeolgang Majin. We need to report this to the authorities right away and investigate so it’s hard to put into words the merits of you ripping off an arm and finding the evidence. Very well done. “Actually I thought it looked weird when I saw it but it turns out the old man was wrong and you were right.”

It was truly the strangest sound in the world.

It was a compliment for doing a good job tearing off the arm.

However it was something that anyone could nod their heads and agree with because it was a serious issue.

“Grandpa our Cheongah needs to get some rest.”

At that time Tang Nan-ah stopped talking.

Autumn is now in its latter half and the nights are long.

As was the case in primitive and ancient savage societies the longer the night the longer the need for more sleep.

“ah. okay. I am also the main book. Holding on to a sick child. okay. Rest well. In this situation the government officials will soon step down as treason will no longer be a problem. “It’s all over so I guess we can just relax and recuperate.”

“oh.”

It was a welcome sound to hear.

If you’re done you can stop by Amipa and then head back.

No. I think I should go once my chest is healed.

It doesn’t even leave a scar.

I’ll send you a letter saying I’ll be there later.

Because I don’t want to worry you for no reason.

How upset would you be if you came to see me wrapped in bandages?

In that case it would have been better to become a disciple who left home and then endure nuclear retaliation later.

Even if it hurts I should be in pain too.

I decided to stay at the Tang family until Cheong completely recovered.

—-

Cheong looked up at the screen blankly.

⧓□ ⧓□ ⧓□ ⧓□ ⧓□ ⧓□

30 60 90 120

And I thought.

and. I really suck. It’s a perfect score.

Cheong scratched his strangely itchy chest and looked up at the beautiful score.

It was then.

Someone is hugging my waist and whispering in a soft voice.

“Hehe honey. “Are you nervous because it’s perfect?”

“uh? No no. “Is it possible for the man Seo Mun-cheong to do that?”

“Is that so? “Then shouldn’t you show me your proud side?”

“uh. huh….”

She looks like a beauty I’ve seen before somewhere.

But who are you calling yourself?

Cheong tilted his head but his doubts were short-lived.

For some reason it just feels natural.

At that time pins came down from the end of the lane and landed in an aligned shape.

Cheong tilted his head again.

Wow. Did the head pin number 1 originally look like that?

It was a triangular pyramid with a wide bottom that was somewhat translucent and even gave off a subtle glow.

If the bottom is that wide won’t it fall?

Cheong had such a question but he also naturally forgot in an instant and was able to understand that it was just that.

Rather my heart is tickled to death.

Cheong was scratching his chest nervously and then this time the area on the outside of his thigh just above the knee started to itch.

In the end Mancheong gave up and put his finger on the 15-pound My Ball.

Hold the ball and stand with your feet together in front of the lane.

After pushing the heavy My Ball with light recoil drop it in accordance with gravity and take one two three shots.

And the thumb came out first almost at the height of a sheet of paper almost touching the floor and the index and middle fingers came out one beat later twisting through the hole.

My Ball which had been leaning towards the right side of the lane rotated smoothly and struck the side of the front head pin at a 42-degree angle.

Then pin number 1 which was shaped like a triangular pyramid shattered into pieces and screamed.

It was a strange and desperate scream asking me to kill him even torment me in my dreams asking me to kill him.

It was also a devil with such terrible pain that it felt painful even to listen to it.

And the remaining pins collapsed and were swept away with a refreshing sound.

and. strike!

It was then.

A translucent window appeared in front of Cheong’s eyes and text appeared on it.

[Foreshadowing (Unknown) Second Crisis]

[You are under attack by the imperial army.]

action to carry out the mission

Seon-eop) Help the Tang family defeat the imperial army

Bad Karma) Helping the Emperor to destroy the Tang family

Killing everyone)

[This choice can affect the world.]

Cheong was disgusted and removed the mission window.

And then I realized.

ah. This is a dream.

“Whoa.”

Cheong let out a long sigh and thought.

I was wondering why I can’t see this bastard in the mission window and now it’s fucking crazy because he’s even in my dreams.

Cheong sat down on a chair and said.

“Yeonyeong get out. “If you don’t want to get lost.”

“thanks.”

Eon Yeon-young who had not seen her face in a long time answered in a somewhat husky voice and walked away tapping her heels.

Who wears heels to a bowling alley?

You seem like an ignorant bitch.

Of course Eon Yeon-young is not guilty.

Originally a dog dream was a dog dream because there were no words.

And Cheong was now invincible.

Because I was aware that the dream was just a dream.

It is also called lucid dreaming.

However the Heavenly Demon Spirit was not a person in a dream.

When I heard the scream earlier it seemed like Cheong brought it out in his dreams without realizing it and was tormenting him all the time.

It seems like Cheonma Jumma was always being tortured in her dreams.

But I’m not particularly pitiful.

Wouldn’t it be nice if there were just one or two lives made miserable by that mental parasite?

From the demonic cults from the past to the present to all the victims devastated by the war.

He was a very bastard who sacrificed his entire life to get his revenge.

Even if Cheong tormented her every day unconsciously without her knowledge well.

It was quite possible so I didn’t have any other inspiration.

Rather this bastard invades other people’s dreams.

Oh and it tickles.

Are you hurt? Isn’t it?

The injured side is on the other side?

It was then.

The mission window that I had removed earlier reappeared displaying only part of the text I had seen earlier.

[You are under attack by the imperial army.]

[You are under attack by the imperial army.]

[You are under attack by the imperial army.]

[You are under attack by the imperial army.]

“Miss I understand so stop okay? attack?”

For a moment I came to my senses but at the same time my dream came crashing down with a dizzying dizzying twist.

—-

“omg.”

Cheong let out his remaining breath and opened his eyes.

Then someone other than Cheong made a sound of exhaling.

“omg.”

For some reason as soon as I opened my eyes my gaze immediately met the person I was looking for.

That’s right he may be here because he slept in the same bed as he said he would take care of the patient but didn’t he even sleep?

Of course that wasn’t the point.

That’s because behind Tang Nan’er’s tiny head the mission window that hadn’t even been called was still making a fuss.

[You are under attack by the imperial army.]

Cheong’s expression naturally hardened.

Then even in the dark Tang Nan-ah managed to blush and speak in a panic.

“No no! Oh my! So uh that other uh facilitation. okay! It’s promotion! It has no other meaning it’s just promotion! promotion! Isn’t it suspicious! Because it’s promotion! Even if you look fine on the outside you might have a lump on the inside!”

“What are you talking about? Rather is there an enemy now?”

It was that moment.

Goooooong…!

A dull but huge explosion sound is heard followed by an earthquake-like tremor rising from the floor.

There was a loud sound of trees twisting and the dust on the rafters flew down clumsily like the first snow.

“uh?”

“what.”

And boom!!!

Something came through the wall and hit the pillar causing it to shatter immediately.

The pieces flew like a storm in all directions.