I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 163



[Episode 163] The Dark Hour

“customer? “Why are you doing that?”

“Uh it’s nothing.”

Cheong put down the book calmly.

It was very suspicious that a gold-colored martial artist suddenly appeared not just any other color.

Shintu a low-level merchant narrowed his eyes.

However since the eyes were originally thin there was no significant change that anyone would notice just because they became narrower.

The girl who was just skimming through the title and throwing it away suddenly puts it down carefully so I can’t help but feel suspicious.

“hmm? Why would you do that? Ah Chunpungmuyeong. “You must have great insight to recognize this.”

“I looked into it and didn’t even open it.”

“Have you noticed something? It’s a legendary collection of young paintings by artist Geum. Let’s find out. Now take a look here. “How are you doing?”

Shintu opened the book arbitrarily and held it in.

A picture depicting a passionate love affair between a man and a woman was spread out across both bookshelves.

There was one of two scenes that Shintu expected.

Either you look for it and look at it seriously or you blush with shame and don’t know what to do.

But Cheong’s reaction was neither.

“This is a very old-fashioned oriental drawing style. “You’re going to need a lot of imagination to get excited about this.”

Of course this was the old East so it was only natural.

“What does your sister-in-law think?”

“How do I put it in by holding both sides? Then the amount of water should be more than one foot… Plus my knees are shattered like that. “I can’t use it.”

“Well sir don’t you feel anything?”

“Specifically?”

Shintu slumped his shoulders as if he was disappointed.

He mumbled something inside his mouth and Cheong who was on the lookout for an unknown Hwakyung master recognized the sound.

weird. I thought you recognized me. Isn’t it? I thought that while I was looking for a successor I would grow old and die first.

Cheong immediately thought.

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ah. I can’t stay here any longer.

Cheong passed the time by fiddling with books.

I was not allowed to be here so I made a frugal check to see if there were any other martial artists.

Unfortunately it seems that there are no more proper salaries.

In the meantime perhaps as a result of Qing’s advertising the merchant was selling a few more copies and making a living.

Looking at that the successor doesn’t look bad either.

If it weren’t for Master would he have been the successor?

But what about a successor?

Is he the successor to a rogue merchant?

Looking at his good karma he doesn’t seem to be a bad person but perhaps because of the hard selling the number has decreased by two compared to when I first saw him.

“It’s all gone right? “Can I go now?”

“Do you want to stay just a little longer? “I’ll give you twice as much.”

“Well it’s four coins…”

“Then ten times?”

“I guess it’s twenty hmm. It’s not bad if there are 20 in one corner but I have some business to do so I have to go. “I’ll stop by again when I have time after finishing my errands.”

“Okay. Well thanks to you I made some money. I feel it. “It’s a performance bonus.”

Shintu flipped a coin.

“I won’t even give a coin to a beggar. If you’re going to use it use a large container. “You just throw away precious coins and get cursed for no reason.”

“If you know that coins are precious you will soon become rich. Goodbye.”

Shintu waved his hand and pretended to see them off.

After the three of them disappeared into the crowd they muttered quietly.

“She is a woman of worldly beauty and fortune. “Is that guy behind you a servant?”

The coin given by Shintu is imbued with a special tracking scent and once held it is a mark that can be traced from afar.

There is no need to spend coins in a black market where prices are high and basic so if you do not throw them away they will not be passed on to others.

After talking to her I found out that she wasn’t the type of person to throw away coins.

“But he’s a fortune-teller. “It is a treasure that no Shintu has ever had.”

Shintu grinned.

Even so he was a Shintu who didn’t even know that his martial arts skills had been stolen.

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I asked to meet them at a gathering place but two of the people in my group were so caught up in the sights.

In fact the only time Cheong was distracted was when he was captured by a strange merchant selling martial arts books.

The two of you are probably still looking at antiques/antiques and making choices.

I wandered around thinking that I didn’t need to wait and that I should take care of work first and finally I was able to pay for Na-nyi’s meal.

“It’s him. “That is the person who bought the old man’s grandchild.”

Cheong hit Na-nyi on the back of the head.

“Let’s talk straight away? You probably sold it not bought it. “You weren’t just sitting there selling it.”

“That’s right…”

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Cheong approached Asang pointed out by Na-nyi.

He was a grim-looking man with burn marks on half of his face.

It might have been before Kang Ho’s departure but now Cheong was too much of an expert to be scared just by looking at people’s faces.

At least the other person has to be at least as good as Hwa-gyeong so you can tuck your neck in lower your shoulders and look carefully.

After all he was the most evil person whose evil karma was half that of other human traffickers.

Even though this stupid Sapa bastard sold his child I couldn’t figure out why he sold it to this guy.

“Hey there’s a big scar. Human traffickers.”

“Are you calling me? Are girls these days fearless? Hmm why? Have you come to sell your body? “If I were to sell it I could beat it to the highest level and give it a crown.”

“Then I’ll have to pay about 50000 crowns. That’s it. “I came to get back a young man you bought.”

When I heard that he was the grandson of an old man I thought he was some kind of kid but it turned out to be a strong young man aged 19 years old.

Since he is not yet an adult you can call him a child.

It may be because the martial arts people marry very late but it is acceptable for the common people to be young if they are only 19 years old and to be the grandchild of an elderly person.

When my hair was all gray it was time to wait for my great-grandchild or do something funny.

Anyway Wang Heo-teo laughed heartily at Cheong’s words.

“Well as long as you have enough money there’s no problem.”

“I heard that he is a grandson of a tyrant and is probably a little shorter than me has thick eyebrows and a dark face with a lot of moles.”

“Tell me when you sold it?”

It wasn’t like a 10-year-old kid and it was downright childish to emphasize the last word.

“Hey when is it?”

“It’s probably been about ten days now.”

“What ten days? It’s so absurd. “We are not people who are helping the poor so why do we have to take the goods around for 10 days feed them and put them to sleep?”

Cheong frowned.

The lady is not going easily either.

“Already sold?”

“If it’s Cheolbang’s son I remember him. Even though I learned how to make metal it still costs a bit more.”

“Who did you sell it to?”

Then Wang Heo-teo waved his finger.

“We must protect our customers’ information. “Slavery is prohibited by national law so how can you live and do business here if someone confesses that you bought it?”

“hmm. How much does it cost? “Ten golden letters?”

It was quite an art of bargaining.

I thought that if I called out 10 people I would probably get about 20 responses back.

I have a lot of money that my grandfather gave me so if I don’t use it for times like this where else can I use it?

However the Qing’s plan was a disaster.

“Didn’t you hear what I said? Are you saying that if you sell it this floor is over? “Are there any idiots who would give up their lives just to make a little money?”

“It’s a small amount of money. “There are ten golden characters?”

“It doesn’t matter if it’s ten crowns made of gold not gold. I told you. Lives are flying away. “We also have rules.”

“What kind of discipline is there for these bastards who sell people? “Even a passing dog would be out of breath from laughter.”

“No this bitch speaks like a dog-”

“That’s it. It’s the price of life. “Can I pay for your life?”

Then Wang Heo-teo’s eyes changed.

“It was the price of your life. Hehe now I see you were a very noble person. “Soin is someone who has a lot of roots in the industry so you have to treat him a bit harshly.”

“okay? how much?”

Wang Heo-teo should have looked closely at Cheong’s expression.

The pupils are small and shriveled and a purple essence blooms softly in the center making it look extremely evil.

In addition his mouth which was torn below his ears and wide open had a very hideous expression.

“First of all let the small person get out of the way!!”

Wang Heo-teo who had been talking servilely suddenly screamed.

After being kicked between the crotch and floating in the air anyone would have no choice but to scream rather than speak.

This was the blow that ended the reign of the absolute witch whom all the soldiers of Sichuan feared and even those who witnessed it in person still cannot sleep at night due to the psychological trauma.

The scar that flew up vertically fell vertically according to basic scientific facts.

He grabbed Wangsukteo’s ankle as it fell and crushed it with his strong grip.

“Ugh!!!”

“It’s a tough situation. I barely screamed that my balls were burst and my ankle was sprained. Are you still a man? Get rid of the peppers. hmm? “Aren’t you a man now?”

“Gawg gawk.”

“Are you out of your mind? I was going to leave one side though. “It’s much better to walk on your feet rather than sitting down.”

Cheong said grabbing his crotch and kicking the crouching King Scar on the back.

However since he was suffering without even knowing the pain of a crushed ankle how could he come to his senses after being kicked dozens of times?

It was then.

The sound of loud footsteps and clinking of clothes rang out at the same time and warriors dressed in pitch black robes surrounded the room.

“What are you doing? How dare you make a fuss in Heuksi!”

“How dare you? Are you attending some kind of emperor? “How dare you talk about the night market operators?”

Since inaction is so common it is not scary to have five top-notch people and two top-notch people mixed in.

“They said they were offering a big bounty? Walk. “My name is Eon Yeon-yeong from Jinju and this doesn’t matter.”

“uh? “But.”

“are you okay. Because everyone has thoughts. Anyway it doesn’t matter because they just watched right? Now Seonyoung leave for a moment. Give me the flute. Now that you have done all your business you are free. good.”

Gyeon Po-hee hesitated eventually slumping her shoulders and walking away.

Then unexpectedly I don’t know if the reason why the dark city warriors obediently got out of the way was because they felt burdened by placing multiple bounties on them or because they were following the rules.

If I didn’t send her my sister-in-law would have become Seo Mun-cheong the student of the best girl in the middle school but it seems there was no need for that.

“Okay. Now that you’ve seen everything go away. I have something to say to him. hmm. hey. “Are you slowly coming to your senses?”

“Wow crazy crazy bitch. “You’re arguing against the sunspot…”

“Yes this Eon Yeon-young is a crazy person. So if you had received ten gold coins and paid them all you wouldn’t have become a eunuch. I don’t understand. Receiving ten gold coins versus becoming a eunuch. “I choose the latter.”

“You bitch is now dead!”

Cheong trampled Wang Heo-teo’s hand.

The feeling of the bones under your feet crumbling into pieces like grains of sand imbued with the teachings of the Heavenly Demon Lord is truly enchanting.

The dark-eyed warrior shouted at him.

“Stop it! “What are you doing!”

“I don’t like it. Are you saying they’re going to put a bounty on it anyway? But is there any reason to stop here? “If I stop here will you cancel the bounty?”

“You bitch looks down on sunspots so funny!”

“yes yes. Eon Yeon-young has excellent black spots. “Why should Eon Yeon-yeong from Jinju have to be afraid of an organization where such bastards gather only the lowest-ranking beggars and run a night market?”

“How dare you!!!”

“If you tease me I’ll attack you.”

Then the dark warriors hesitated.

They are fighting so openly that I feel afraid to attack them.

“Or just look around.”

Cheong held out his hand and stepped on the back of Wang Heo-teo who was quietly crawling away.

“So where did the young man sell it?”

“I will tell you! “I’ll tell you my life is…”

Cheong then smiled and said.

“So I told you. “I will pay for your life.”