I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 198



[Episode 198] Yongbong Branch

Draw a straight line from the sky to the ground.

Taishan tack. Heavy as if Taisan were pressing down.

Draw a straight line in the shape of the earth and swing it.

Hoengsocheon-gun. Like cutting off a thousand soldiers.

Stretch out straight into the shape of a dot and stab it.

It doesn’t matter. It pierces everything with one.

Even if it was packaged grandly in the end it was nothing more than a downward cut a horizontal cut and a stab.

Nevertheless the blue herbivores were strong and the bloody sound of the wind cutting through them rang out.

Rather than any other realization it is simply because I grit my teeth and swing with all my might.

When your body is tired you don’t even think about it.

So it must be a bit hard on your body.

With strength and stamina that surpasses that of humans there is no way to get tired easily.

So harder faster stronger.

The sound of the sword being swung and the air being torn apart is loud. The wind pressure generated by the sword swept the floor of the training hall raising dry dust.

Still I still have energy left and I have random thoughts.

What on earth is inner strength?

If Ki was real why did martial arts disappear and there are no martial arts in the other world? If there had been a superhuman like this would all the martial artists have been hit by bullets?

no. Don’t think about random things. okay. Let’s count the numbers.

Counting numbers was also the best way to concentrate.

So one number at a time. One two three four one one eight nine one.

There were nine bundles one two three and so on and so on nine bundles of ten then one.

It’s not that I want to know how many times I swing in the first place I just want to clear my head.

So it’s better.

How many times has this been double digits?

two hundred? three hundred? Did you count three hundred earlier?

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As you count numbers even simple herbivorous meals naturally require more effort.

As strength is repeatedly used no matter how hard the body is beyond human it gradually starts to run out of breath.

Then inner energy arises naturally.

Cheong suppressed the bets that were secretly trying to do business by forcibly closing them.

Be careful right? People say they look a little tired.

How much time has passed like that?

“I’m a little out of breath after a while.”

Before it became clear I came out to the Mucheon-gak training hall and swung my sword but before I knew it it was dark and only the bonfire was burning around me.

Now that my heart was pounding and my limbs were sore as if they were about to break off I felt like I had finally exercised a bit.

It was a sound that would have scared anyone who heard it.

Because it is the sound of a person who swung a sword without taking a breath for two and a half hours without using any internal energy.

It was time for Cheong to wipe off his sweat.

“Is it Samjaegeom? “If human’s method is to stab it would be the southern style three-jawed sword.”

Cheong was delighted and welcomed Gongsun Yaoye.

“yes! You’re awake! I thought I would never wake up. Do you know how much time has passed? are you okay?”

“I was unconscious for that long? How long has it been? three days? Four days?”

Gongsun Yaoye was startled and quickly asked back.

“It’s a joke. Only half a day has passed. “Doesn’t your head hurt?”

“How did you do that… was I making a sick face?”

“No you drank that much so of course you have a headache.”

“Ah… It feels like being stabbed with an awl. “Is it normal to be like this?”

“It’s different for each person but if you drink strong alcohol for the first time of course you will get a headache. “It’s called a hangover.”

“ah. “This is called a hangover…”

It seems like he was deliberately hiding his pain in front of Cheong. I said that originally but now I am showing it it seems like I have a migraine because the corner of my right eye is twitching.

“If it hurts you have to say it hurts. “You can’t pretend to be fine.”

“But you don’t have to worry.”

“It’s better to worry. Then if you have a real problem you might collapse later. “How upset and angry I would be if I was around and didn’t know.”

It was the sound of a person who always pretended to be fine in front of others.

However since it was almost impossible for people to look at themselves objectively it would be difficult to blame Qing.

Then Gongsun Yaoye listened carefully.

“Ugh it hurts a lot… Is there any way to do this?”

“Drink a lot of water. Oh no tea. I wonder if it is a type of fruit tea. And eat a lot of sweets. “If you drink sweet water both problems will be solved at the same time so shall I ask for some fruit tea?”

“The speed is not good….”

“Then I guess I’ll have to do some hangovers. “I’ll have to ask for a clear soup with plenty of fruit tea.”

“What do I really need to eat right now?”

“They say you have to eat to get better. “Let’s go.”

Cheng grabbed Gongsun Yaoye’s hand and dragged her.

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Gongsun Yaoye looked down carefully at the hand that was being held as he was being dragged away.

After Cheong asked the Mucheongak officials it wasn’t long before the table was set.

The original characteristic of Chinese cuisine is quickly frying or boiling pre-prepared ingredients.

Stir-frying in Chinese cuisine is not much different from deep-frying so it is stir-fried by pouring oil into a Chinese pot.

Gongsun Yaoye slurped down the clear stew made by boiling a lot of dried fish opened his eyes wide and made a sound of melting without realizing it.

“Wow this is really good. “My stomach feels so good.”

“Look. Normally when you wake up after drinking a clear soup is the best. hmm. Or spicy soup is also good. As long as it doesn’t feel greasy well. “Now that I think about it I’m really craving it.”

Before leaving the country Cheong had a habit of buying a cheeseburger from a famous chain restaurant and throwing it on the desk before going to bed after drinking alcohol.

When you wake up with a hangover it’s great to just eat hangover.

Now that I think about it it doesn’t seem particularly difficult to make so I guess I’ll ask them to make some later.

As Cheong thought so I also scooped up the stew and was about to bring the bowl to my mouth but stopped.

“Oh I need to take it off. “It’s frustrating.”

Cheong took off his cotton thread and put it down.

As I threw it away I let go of my hair and my wet hair hung down like seaweed.

Then Gongsun Yoye froze in the same posture as he held the bowl awkwardly.

Cheong smiled at the sight.

“huh? why. “Because you’re pretty?”

Gongsun Yaoye just nodded while holding the bowl.

Then I stared at Cheong’s face for a long time.

After all it was after sweating for a long time and the way her hair stuck together was truly bewitching.

Gongsun Yaoye was so absorbed that he secretly asked.

“Do you feel like your face gets a little hot when you do this hangover? “It’s like I just came out of a bath and my heart is racing.”

Then Cheong’s expression became serious.

Yes no way…

Is it high blood pressure? Or angina?

“Let’s ask Nana to take a look at it.”

“But why are you hiding your face? You are so pretty. “It’s such a waste.”

“That’s right. It’s annoying when guys cling to you. Well I saw it today and it sticks even when I use it. “Oh I’m not trying to embarrass my younger brother.”

When I pretended to know that I had won a drinking fight there were more than one person who looked up and down with creepy eyes.

There were many people who openly glared at me. They were idiots who thought that since they were wearing cotton and couldn’t see Cheong’s eyes they couldn’t see their sinister eyes either.

Then the centipedes should wear cotton thread even though the person wearing it can see straight ahead.

“ah. I understood. Still it’s a waste.”

Gongsun Yaoye was immediately convinced.

Because she had such destructive beauty.

“It’s not like I’m going to hide it for a thousand years anyway. And now I’m a little offended but I’m not even a top chef so it seems like a childish trick to say the least.”

I didn’t mean to do that but now that I have to take off the cotton thread it’s like putting gold on my face saying that I was originally a beauty.

Would you say it has become even more difficult to show off your face?

“I was thinking of eating and sparring together but if I shake my head I’m sure I’ll have a hard time because of the headache right?”

“no. I’m fine. “It’s something I’ve always done anyway…”

“It’s okay. Who on earth runs with a hangover? You might not know if you run when you’re drunk for a while. “Well I heard there are lanterns floating in the canal in front of me. Do you want to go see them together?”

Then Gongsun Yaoye’s face brightened up.

“ah! yes. thank you thank you. “How in the world can I say thank you again…”

And then I thought maybe I was good at revealing my shameful feelings without realizing it.

She was originally kind gentle considerate kind-hearted compassionate and tolerant and now she’s even pretty so I’m so grateful to her beyond measure.

Still I have to say that the sense of distance has become much less than before. It seems like it’s coming.

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After Mo Yong Ju-hee was subdued and dragged away he was drunk and stretched out.

Some drunkards have a convenient brain structure that makes it difficult for them to completely forget and remember the dirty things they did while drinking.

However the brains of warriors are not that weak so even though they can lose their reason and commit suicide they must open their eyes with the memory intact.

So Mo Yong-juhui’s heart was broken again.

The heart that had been burned with resentment was broken again and instead of being shattered even more than before it was ground into fine powder.

“Aaaah! Ahhh! Argh! Argh! Argh! Kwaaaa!”

The only hardship was the pillow that swallowed the sad screams.

If it had been sadness before this time it was a desperate cry close to despair.

And the sound of Moyongga had a characteristic that Moyongjun could hear.

“Sister! Sister why are you doing this again? “Sister!”

“Ugh what should I do! “That’s why you carry your face like this!”

As she pulled out her fake breasts and threw them in front of so many people it was the moment when Mo Yong Joo-hee’s identity was revealed to the world.

Moreover since he had even vouched for it he ended up yelling that it wasn’t there at all.

A ray of dew flowed down from Mo Yong Ju-hui’s unusually large eyes.

“What should I do? Hasn’t the wedding already gone? Jun-ah sister what will I do if I live alone for the rest of my life? “Where on earth can there be a man who likes a bitch without breasts?”

“are you okay! Then I can stay with my sister! “We are family!”

“Jou Jun!”

Mo Yong Ju-hee hugged his younger brother fiercely.

Mo Yongjun thought that his sister’s ribs pressing on his temples were a bit painful but he was able to judge for himself that he had to endure it for the sake of his sad sister.

These were all the teachings of my beggar sister no sister Cheong.

Before you say something out loud think twice about whether or not it will be bad for the listener.

I thought it would be a very very bad thing to tell my older sister who was sad because her breasts were small that her bones were touching and hurting.

Mo Yong-Juhee overcame some despair thanks to the warm comfort of her cute younger brother.

Moreover despair is familiar to Mo Yong-Juhee.

Because all the visible breasts were a series of despair for Mo Yong-Juhee.

“Yes because I have a family. And I also have friends.”

Still I didn’t make a huge mistake with my words thanks to my gracious friends who covered my mouth just before that.

It’s a bit infuriating to see people complaining that they understand even a little bit of things but aren’t there friends who share the same pain just with a difference in depth?

Of course if Mo Yong-Juhee’s pain is 100 points her friends’ pain is about 18 points and 9 points so no one will understand my sadness.

Mo Yong-Juhui’s eyes lit up with fire.

“I can’t forgive you. “I will never forgive you.”

“Sister?”

“I can never forgive that bitch. How could you do such a terrible thing picking on someone else’s most painful wound? “Isn’t it Jun?”

These were the words of Mo Yong Joo-hee who performed a grand self-harm performance.

“that’s right! “It’s terrible!”

“Not enough. Call her a terrible bitch. hurry.”

“Horrible bitch!”

“Bad bitch evil bitch evil species of the world pretentious and trembling hypocrite…!”

“Do I have to follow all of that?”

“Can you just be a bitch?”

“Bitch!”

“okay. You’re a bitch. And an eye for an eye. “You touched my weakness so I’ll reveal that bitch’s weakness to the world.”

She’s a bitch who covered her face because she didn’t want to show it to others so if she reveals it in front of everyone in the Yongbong branch she will get the same revenge.

I didn’t want to do it this way.

I was just trying to make it look like I was completely addicted to alcohol and crawling around on the floor in front of everyone.

Then Mo Yongjun shouted.

“I’ll help you too! “What should I do?”

“no. Because Juna doesn’t have to deal with such dirty work. Could you just stay with your sister? “Even if the world points their fingers at you Jun-a will take your sister’s side right?”

If it was an act of exposing the face of a bitch with her face covered it was almost like a Donggui portrait.

It is an outrageous act of brutality that will be criticized as a very very vicious bitch who is picking on the other person’s painful wounds.

But if you think about it that way it becomes even more unforgivable.

She did the same thing but pretended to be generous and I became a noble woman and why did I become an asshole who even had fake small breasts?

Mo Yong Ju-hui’s stomach was on fire.

At least it didn’t turn into a scream and vomit thanks to my younger brother who comforted me.

“huh! “I am absolutely on your side!”

“okay. Our Jun. “Now there’s really only Juna.”