I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 184



[Episode 184] Soon to be released

As I climbed to the top floor it suddenly became quiet and all eyes were on me.

Soon the atmosphere returned to its original state as if nothing had happened but during the moment of silence the Qing provided a lot of information to the Phoenixes.

The women exchanged glances with each other and assessed their ‘level’ based on the information they obtained.

Why are you covering your face?

I use really good cotton thread for the shape. Is it mysterious? It’s a complete luxury product.

But is only cotton yarn a luxury product? It looks like your face has lost a lot of confidence.

Look at what that body looks like. Did everything you ate spread up and down?

under. My breasts are like that so they don’t show off even when I wear clothes and my butt doesn’t even fit in a skirt.

I’m not saying this because I’m jealous but I’m not crying right?

But no clothes? The fabric is good quality but not high quality.

You don’t have much interest in dressing up.

The top is a long top that goes down to the knees and the collar is cross-shaped and covered at a high level to avoid exposing the collarbone. Isn’t it frustrating just to look at it?

Rather than Sega he is probably from the Murim sect and among others he is from the Taoist sect.

Why did you come in wearing two swords and why do you even know how to play the flute?

But I also use a nice flute. What kind of single pole is that? Is that a flute?

Besides if he came he would have said hello or something but he sat there looking around awkwardly.

So the conclusion that was drawn was that he was an ugly country boy who came from a local conduit.

The women’s vigilance level suddenly dropped to the lowest level.

If you look at Daru’s appearance as a whole one scene at a time you may be able to discover a quite interesting phenomenon.

At once the attention that was focused on Cheong returned to focus on several women who had already taken their seats in the hall.

And the women who received those gazes glanced at each other and glanced at each other.

The women who received attention were the leaders of the faction and the fighting leaders.

And this was a bidding process for martial arts leaders.

Who wants to take that country boy?

It doesn’t look like anything special. I’m done.

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I think it’s a female martial arts type.

There is no point or benefit in taking them there. Hey it’s Kim Saemne.

Since no woman asked who he was first it also meant that there was no faction that failed to appeal after appearing and reached out.

Then the woman’s choice was two and the warrior’s choice was one.

If Cheong were a woman who was good at socializing she would first approach the fighting leader of the faction she wanted introduce herself smile and wag her tail saying “I want to become friends.”

Or you could think that your first appearance at the Phoenix Society was a total failure and with a dejected look on your shoulders you could head to the seats of those who were eliminated.

(At Phoenix Society meetings there is always a gloomy ‘dropout area’ in a corner.)

And if they are unmanned they will either be completely ignorant of the women’s struggle or even know but have no interest in it so they will head to the separate ‘women’s unmanned area’.

This was a place where female warriors who were closer to warriors than so-called women who were not interested in complicated fights gathered.

Does Cheong understand these complex circumstances?

I said I was being polite here but after snooping around the crowd my impression was simple.

Wow they were dressed so fancy.

At that time Dannanah climbed the stairs.

“No Cheong I told you to wait a moment but he’s already gone up. “Here tie a blood bag and it’s my favorite because it’s a piece of cake.”

Dannanah showed condescension by personally placing the skin bag on both of Cheong’s forearms and holding the womb.

Pibaek is a wide long piece of cloth that is usually hung on both arms and draped over the back and on both sides.

The long cloth of unknown purpose that often appears in paintings of fairies is called bloodbag.

“I don’t know why you’re giving me feedback. Isn’t it just inconvenient? “If you do this you won’t even be able to lower your arms.”

When you wear a blood bag the shape of your arms basically becomes similar to an awkward jumping rope posture.

Otherwise you will be dragged to the ground.

“You’re doing it because it’s pretty. Ah it’s pretty.”

Then tension arose again during the day.

Isn’t he poisoned? It’s a poison painting.

The lady came all wrapped up. Why has Jaesutangi who was stuck in Sacheon finally released?

Dokhwa lends me his stuff? Did you accidentally drink poison and pass away?

Tang Nan-ah looked here and there as if showing off.

These were the gazes that reached the fighters and then they all burst into laughter and exchanged glances.

Isn’t that a maid’s act? The world’s most beautiful girl clung to such an ugly girl?

Besides he doesn’t seem to know anything about this? What are you doing with a child who doesn’t know anything?

It was then.

The broken thing raised its voice like a loud scream and ran towards me.

“Sister! Sister Gaga!”

“Oh isn’t it the scent? “Were our scents here?”

Cheong picked up Zhuge Hyang turned around twice in his seat and then hugged her tightly in his arms.

A seven-year-old little lady said she liked it and let out a childish laugh that was bright but comfortable to listen to.

“Oh Sister Gaga have you seen my brother? “It’s been a while since I’ve seen you but you don’t even play with Hyang it’s too much.”

“Your brother is over there where the men gather. “I’ll probably go home today so I ask you to play as much as you can.”

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“Hihi yes.”

Then when Cheong was about to put the child down Zhuge Hyang put his arms around Cheong’s neck and hung on to a tree not even thinking about falling.

Cheong burst out laughing and hugged Jegalhyang in his arms again.

At that sight the women raised their alert level again.

This is a woman who is followed by Zhuge family’s cutie leaving Dokhwa down.

This is not just a village girl.

At that time a pretty woman in the middle spoke with a bright smile on her face.

“This is a poison painting. “A new phoenix has arrived and you’re not even going to introduce it?”

So Cheong saw the woman.

Wow what is it Gulp. What kind of clothes are you wearing like that?

Seeing it with my own eyes is so powerful.

It was a trend called baktuno.

It was a costume that encompassed all three: thin transparent and exposed.

It is worn by wrapping a belt around the ribs to lift the chest up and then putting on a very long skirt.

Adding a sheer cotton vest over it completed the baktuno.

Many poets were moved by this desirable outfit and wrote poems including famous phrases like this.

It has white eyes on its front chest. Or something.

An exposed chest white as snow. Or something.

The open heart is the snow that reflects the sky.

Everyone puts their breasts up to their eyes so this is not plagiarism it’s just because they are beautiful and have skin as white as snow.

Meanwhile the extent to which the upper chest was exposed varied depending on the individual’s level of confidence wealth and power.

The higher all three were the more area was revealed below.

And the confidence of the woman who spoke was at a dangerously high level.

Cheong said trying to correct his instinctive gaze.

“ah. this. Hello everyone how are you? This is Seomun-cheong a foreign affairs expert for the Shinnyeomun. “It may not be enough but I studied with Dogo Seomun Surin.”

“Godmother!” “The best among women!” “Godmother!”

This doesn’t discriminate between men and women.

And what about this sword-like chorus?

It seems like the beats are fired one after another but as long as they are shouted at the same time it doesn’t matter if the content is slightly different.

If I get a chance later I’ll try to do it together instead of being alone.

Cheong made a promise to himself.

And the opportunity came right away.

“It’s Sojeo Seomun. My name is Jin Seol. “You’ve probably heard my name right?”

Then Jinseol looked like she was waiting for something so Cheong had a hunch.

ah. This is the moment to shout!

Well I mean it’s Time Seol.

Who are you?

Cheong realized a serious error.

Don’t you have to know something to shout it out?

At that time Zhuge Hyang blew the child’s characteristic hot breath through the cotton thread in Cheong’s ear.

“This is Guangdong Jinga’s Jinseol Sojeo. “You are in charge of the Sea Lily among the Five Flowers of Murim.”

“Sea lily!”

Cheong cheated by copying the correct answer.

Although the beat was very slow Jinseol nodded with a proud look.

There is a verse in Chinese poetry that says when you sit you get a peony when you write you get a peony and when you walk you get a lily.

This depicts a beautiful woman and lilies are considered one of the most beautiful flowers due to their strong scent and cleanliness.

Sea lily Jinseol was exactly like that.

For reference Geomhwa Mo Yong Ju-hee claimed that since Jinseolnyeon had no specialty they just called it Lily.

He didn’t stop at that and because he had nothing else to show off he showed a hostile attitude saying that he was always exposing his breasts and that he was obviously aiming to turn him into a pervert or a prostitute.

In fact it wasn’t groundless.

Dokhwa who uses poison is surprisingly serious about the sword. This is a story about a smart Hyeon-hwa being hit hard.

Anyway all five beauties have beautiful faces and are called the Five Flowers of the Central Plains but Jinseol does not have any distinguishable features or specialties.

Of course she claims that it is because she is the most beautiful.

“Isn’t this our scent there is no one like Zhuge Liang? After all it is the bloodline of the Zhuge family. “It’s reliable.”

“Hihi.”

Cheong placed his cheek between the thin sheets of cotton yarn and pressed his cheek against the child.

Zhuge-hyang burst out laughing happily and Tang Nan-ah was double-hearted at the sight.

She looked like an ugly evil woman who was jealous of a seven-year-old child.

Jinseol gently looked at the boot and tasted the liver.

Even if there is a difference in distribution anyway the Taoism is strict in the Buddhist sects but not in the secular world.

“Let’s see. Preface: I guess I’ll have to make room for you. “Where is the empty seat?”

Just as there are upper and lower seats in cold water there are upper and lower seats at the Phoenix Club banquet.

This doesn’t officially exist so no one explains it but if you break it you’ll immediately start being bullied 500 times more delicately behind your back.

So I had to figure it out on my own and take my place.

And this was exactly the trick that Jinseol played against Cheong. It was a ploy to put him in the lowest place among the lowest seats.

If you don’t know you will be put in the lowest position and laughed at and if you know you can’t refuse from the beginning of the banquet so you must accept it with anger. It is an evil plan with no way out.

I don’t have any ill feelings but I can’t help it since that bitch is hanging out there.

That bitch spits poison. The shame and humiliation I suffered because of this were still vivid.

In the end it was because of Dannan.

And so at the moment when Jinseol was about to leave the water!

“ah. It’s okay. I just stopped by because I heard that Gongseon Sojeo was here. “I’m just planning to talk privately for a while and then leave.”

“ah. I see. But we met again like this…”

“It’s unfortunate for me too. “I won’t be able to spend a long time because I have company so please understand.”

Jinseol’s smiling face became a little awkward.

That’s because I’m thinking about something else inside.

‘Okay this is how you get away right? Oh yes we’re part of the group. ‘What kind of party are you?’

It seems like a clever move to believe in distribution and look around at the old school men.

Well is there any man among men who understands women’s battles?

“Then would you please participate in tomorrow’s meeting? “I want to talk to Sojeo and tomorrow the entire Yongbong branch will gather in one place so it would be good if you join us right?”

“ah. is it so? “Are there a lot of dishes served?”

“Of course this is a place where rare dishes from all over the central region come together in one place.”

Cheong’s eyes flashed.

Then I can’t be left out again.

“Is there a polite sword over there? ah. There you are. Come on Hyang. “I have a personal story to tell you so now the dungdung is over.”

“Dungdung? Is it a dialect? But I immediately understand what it means…”

Cheong tapped Dannanah on the shoulder to tell her to at least talk to a familiar face for a moment.

In response Tang Nan-ah confidently walks out pushes away the woman next to Jin-seol and takes her place.

Cheong approached Gongsun Yaoye assuming that the Wulin Five Flowers were acquaintances.

As it happened the seat where Gongsun Yaoye was sitting was the seat said to be Choi Ha-seok but Cheong didn’t know anyway.

Of course even if I had known I wouldn’t have cared but that doesn’t excuse my ignorance.