I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 18



[Episode 18] Change course to north-northwest.

“That’s right. “The world is so ugly.”

Ah-cheong stepped on the rat-like man’s back.

“Save me! “Help me!”

I was about to insert the Moonlight Sword (No. 6) but Seungsu Dojang quickly stopped me.

“Look! Seonja. “No matter what won’t you show mercy?”

“yes? why? “Using something like this as fertilizer is the only way to help the world.”

“It’s all for the good. “Isn’t there nothing good that comes from someone who follows the path and accumulates killing karma?”

Acheng waved his hand.

“Oh I’m fine.”

Ah-cheong stabbed the rat-like man in the back of the neck.

The old shaman’s master smiled bitterly at his skillful attitude.

Ah-cheong swung the sword once and shook off the blood.

A sharp lead sword attack followed.

Actually I practiced a lot when I had nothing to do.

“But why did I get hit old man? I vomited a huge bowl of blood. “That guy didn’t say a word of apology.”

“Hehe parenting.”

“Master! That’s not it I really saw it with my own eyes! Perfect! I really saw it! It’s a scam that’s so evil it’s obvious! “On behalf of Master’s honor this is the truth without a single lie!”

Hwanyuk jumped up.

This was originally the most powerful promise ever made by a martial artist.

‘It’s true with prayers’

‘I bet it’s real’

It was a much more solemn declaration than pledging one’s mother as collateral in modern times.

Because if you tell a lie as a monk or master you will be excommunicated for the crime of destroying the knight.

A single ray of rippled light can turn an unmanned person’s life into an abyss.

If the situation arises ‘I’ll try my best.’ The weight is different from the modern times where we just recite ‘I’m sorry Mom!’ and move on.

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“Hehe parenting. “What should I do with this guy?”

“I mean it! Don’t be fooled! “It must be something like a monster!”

“Where in the world of childcare would there be a monster? “Is it okay for a person who purports to cultivate the Tao to speak and act like a pseudo middle-class person?”

Huh pseudo?

Acheng tilted his head.

Isn’t pseudo-English?

In fact pseudo is a Chinese character that Confucius said is similar but not the same.

It means a roughly similar counterfeit.

Even while Ah-cheong was wondering Hwan-yuk full of unfairness burst into flames.

“No Master in the world of the three heavens there are the Three Honorable Ones the Six Emperors and the Eight Immortals. How could it be that there are no strange and strange things?”

“Uh-huh this guy who looks like a blue-blind person….”

Seungsu Dojang’s beard stood up stiffly.

Hwanyuk was more excited than usual and was a little less observant.

“Why didn’t you say before that monsters like Ginger City were just a made-up story that only appeared in the Mountains and Seas? I did and how was it! Was I right! Ginger is what was in the basement of Dongho Lake.”

“Inoom! “Do you really need to be beaten to get rid of your reckless spirit?”

“Huh.”

The secret story of Wulin jumped out of Hwanyuk’s feather-light cubic crystal.

But Ah-cheong didn’t know much anyway.

Ginger poetry?

Aren’t the corpses running side by side in front of Gangsi?

But if a jiangshi is alive isn’t he a jiangshi?

What do you know? Let’s see if there is such a thing.

Ah-cheong got to the point.

“Elder? Anyway he doesn’t seem to have any intention of apologizing.”

“I am truly sorry to you.”

Seungsu Dojang spoke as if he had no shame.

Ah-cheong smiled and answered that it was okay.

“Instead why don’t you do something nice together?”

—-

Acheng roughly explained the situation.

They said my child was being targeted but I just had to go all the way to Musan. So I took him away but it looks like these guys will keep attacking him.

Seungsu Dojang also heard the rat-like man talk about kidnapping before he died so he nodded willingly.

If the destination is Musan Shinnyeomun Gate it is not a return trip like that. At best it will only take about three or four days.

Besides if your destination is the Shinnyeomun Gate.

Even if the Shinnyeomun was a mystical sect that belonged to the outside world it was a proper Buddhist monastery.

The clans are like distant cousins.

There was a connection between us even if we didn’t know each other’s faces.

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And Hwan-yuk was really beaten by the cane.

It was a discipline that focused on shame rather than pain.

Perhaps that was why the teacher’s caning had surprisingly no effect!

“This monster I finally know your identity.”

“My identity? “That’s really interesting.”

“Monster you must be the nine-tailed fox the nine-tailed fox who tempted the Lord King in the past and dyed the whole world with blood. “It seems like you have somehow possessed Master but you should know that it is not difficult for me.”

“What are you saying are you crazy?”

“This is truly terrible. A monster that wears human skin and imitates it. With my own two eyes I clearly saw the endless murderous intent flowing from those extraordinary eyes.”

It seems that he felt very unfair about being caned in front of people in broad daylight.

Ah-cheong laughed and raised her voice.

“Elder! “He’s doing this shit again!”

“How on earth is this Mangjong losing his mind…!”

“Master! I feel so wronged! “That fox…!”

“Oh I have to fix your wall of illusions today even if it means breaking all the branches of the mountains and rivers.”

“Ahh this monster! “I will not forget this grudge!”

Hwanyuk shouted as he was dragged away.

Actually it was worth it.

I saw Hwanyuk properly.

However since people could not see his appearance Ah-cheong also did not know what he was doing.

Moreover mirrors are not as common in Jungwon as in modern times.

Although mirrors were cheap they were difficult to maintain and did not reflect clearly and silver mirrors made of glass coated with silver or mercury were treasures worth as much as gold even if they were only the size of the palm of your hand.

Ah-cheong was a wanderer and far from treasure.

It is rare to see one’s own image in its entirety.

So I ended up thinking that he wasn’t a good enough friend for a Taoist.

Meanwhile the sight of a gray-haired old Taoist monk hitting the calf of an adult disciple was a rare pleasure for Shamanist Taoists.

After the Taoist monks rushed out to avoid losing sight of him Ah Qing asked Yang Shaoyue.

“That mother. “Do you know Hao Wen?”

“Haomun… are you saying?”

“They say the guy with the rat statue is Hao Mun. Because I don’t know much. “Are they famous?”

“that…”

Yang Sowol paused before answering.

“…I don’t know either. “I just apologize for not being able to help my benefactor.”

“No what? “There are a lot of people in the world who are talking about something or other and I hope you all know that.”

Still I was very nervous.

Because it was my first time using a bomb.

Why do bombs appear in martial arts? Is this right?

If this continues cannons and guns will appear.

At that time I was already distracted but thinking about it again it was a truly creepy situation.

In addition even the obvious trick of showing off his background based on his experience defeating various villains had slightly different textures.

Should I call it confidence or pride?

Ah-cheong scratched his head.

Since I felt comfortable I seemed to be having random thoughts.

The journey with the shamanist gurus was comfortable.

There were a couple of attacks but the Taoist monks rushed out and it was immediately cleared up without Acheong having time to do anything.

Besides strangely these days my blood hasn’t been pumping.

So I just relaxed and looked around.

The middle school girl felt somewhat awkward.

I have to say that I feel a strange sense of distance.

I wonder if I made a mistake but I’m not sure.

In that way we got close to breaking up without any problems.

About four days away from Musan there was a group blocking the group’s path.

—-

Ah Cheong didn’t pay much attention at first.

There was no way the attackers targeting Jin Jang-myeong would proudly guard the road but judging from their good deeds they were not bad guys.

A young man standing as a representative of the group blocked the road.

Good karma is 62.

Not only was his Seungsoo seal so high but he was one of the top three people I’ve ever seen.

Seungsu Sodaehyeop and that young man.

Wouldn’t it be amazing if it means that even if you don’t exceed three digits in bad karma you haven’t been doing bad things?

So Ah-cheong felt at ease.

“You are shaman’s charlatans. “Aren’t you Seungsu Dojang?”

“Oh do you know me?”

“I say it is the debt of both families.”

“Oh you are not a great enemy but the son of a nobleman! The last time I saw you was when you were about four years old. The face remained the same then. “You managed to remember Nobu!”

When Ah-cheong listened it seemed like he recognized his father’s friend and greeted him.

Maybe that’s why Seungsu Dojang also smiled happily.

“So how is Daehyup? No I heard it was closed. “Are you still training?”

Yang Chaemu’s expression darkened.

“Actually my father didn’t go to the closing ceremony.”

“Then what?”

“You fought against the man-eating demon army and suffered serious injuries.”

“What! So what are the details?”

“He was in a state where his life or death could not be guaranteed but fortunately he made a major improvement and came to his senses recently.”

“Oh I’m glad. “If I were not careful I would have lost the giant of the political faction.”

Seungsu Dojang sighed.

And then he spoke with a feeling of regret.

“Why didn’t I at least tell you some news? “If Changa Credit Union is in critical condition would Jang Moon-in spare Jasodan?”

“It’s because you suffered a terrible magic attack. God said that the elixir is actually poison.”

“Did God take care of it? It’s a pre-existence! “Seonjae.”

“However God said that the fabric was damaged by the flame magic attack.”

“Flame Demon Lord! “How can that cursed demon gong!”

Flame magic attack!

The shamanists murmured in surprise at that name.

I didn’t know what Acheong was so I just listened to it.

It’s not like I can interrupt here and ask why I’m talking about something that only you know.

But what is flame magic?

Are you spouting fire from your hands?

That’s a bit…

That would be cool.

Come to think of it there were volcanic waves right?

It was a name that even Ah-cheong who did not know martial arts had heard of.

It’s a fire magic attack.

Since lava overcomes fire is the volcanic wave stronger?

The conversation continued even while Ah-cheong was thinking about something else.

“Is the fabric damaged? You don’t even listen to the elixir? Oh my god what should I do then? “Is there a way?”

Upon hearing the news that his friend was in critical condition Seungsu’s seal rushed him to sleep with a sad expression.

“…There is a way.”

“Oh! I’m glad it’s still there! So that’s something! Is there anything I can help you with?”

“That treatment is the only one in the world…”

Yang Chaemu trailed off and looked in this direction.

To be precise towards Jin Jang-myeong who stood next to Ah-cheong.

Wait a minute something seems really wrong.

Ah-cheong felt a deep sense of ominousness.