I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 22



[Episode 22] Seomuncheong

Ah-cheong came out of the cave.

The weather cleared and the sky was red with the glow of the sunset.

I went in around evening so it was like I had been out for a full day.

I wanted to crush it and get out but I was so hungry and thirsty that if I stayed any longer there was a greater possibility that I would run out of stamina and be in danger.

Moreover Jin Jang-myeong who has a weak body will not be able to endure like Ah-cheong.

Even though I was very tired aching here and there and sore I was full of energy and it was the perfect time to escape again.

As the sun set in the west north was over there.

First of all I ran straight north then went towards each other for a while and then when I saw a big mountain I thought it would be a no-go.

However Acheng looked down on the mountains in the central plains.

For educated modern Koreans a mountain is a large hill with a round ridge and smooth peak.

However to the Jungwon people mountains are more like obstacles that humans cannot dare to overcome.

In addition Musan was originally called Musanhyeok and was part of a long river with cliffs on both sides of the river.

For that reason at some point between the forest and the field something like a barrier appeared as an obstacle blocking part of the view.

What are those… mountains?

Which of them is insolvent?

So how do I find the priestess gate?

Should I just search the mountains?

For a moment my eyes became dark.

“Do you happen to know where Musan is over there?”

“I don’t know.”

“I guess so. “Then should I go that way?”

Black roofs were gathered at the beginning of the mountain.

It was a common village in the central region.

“Sir that kind of neighborhood is not friendly….”

The remote villages of the central plains are by no means a gathering of people who silently live a tomorrow no different from today with an empty and idyllic mind.

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The shape of the village was already like that.

It was effectively a small castle located on a hillside with houses built together below to replace the walls and above which also served as a watchtower and a command post.

As a long-standing tradition in the Jungwon region there was a culture of raiding neighboring villages and kidnapping when there was a shortage of people.

Women were married to unrequited young men and men were treated as slaves. The treatment of slaves varied depending on their relationship with the village ranging from friendly servants to dolls to vent their anger on.

In villages and cities around Gwando people just laugh it off and say “Oh that’s how it used to be. Who would live like that anymore?”

But it was still like that in some remote areas.

It was a shocking true story that I had been experiencing for a while.

Acheong slowly approached the front of the village.

There is a large gate between the houses so it is just a castle gate.

The man sitting on top of him suddenly stood up.

“Oh my what? “You’re a nine-year-old god you’re a human being!”

“It’s a person.”

“I wonder if the old gods are the old gods!”

“Then what do they say?”

“Gogosi…. Hmph. “You’re a machine builder!”

Ah-cheong sighed heavily.

“That’s it. Are there any outsiders here?”

“Isolated? I don’t have any. “Someone comes to a place like this.”

For now Ah-cheong was relieved.

It seemed like the black guys hadn’t come this far.

“Then now that you’re here can you let me in?”

“There’s no way you could get rid of that little girl old lady.”

“Miss… Then can you tell me where Musan is?”

“Mushin? I’m looking for Grimmundy. If you look at that hairy thorn it looks like a really high Digger priestess peak. “The people around there are cliche and martial arts.”

“Ooh. “Shinnyeobong.”

The priestess’s door. Shinnyebong. The anglerfish was perfect.

“But can’t we take a break for a day?”

“Uh-hui.”

“Or just give me a few cold dumplings. “The child is starving a lot.”

“Hmm … is your back? “Not a hunchback?”

This was the impression of a person from Jungwon who saw K-Podaegi for the first time.

The sound of Jangjeong mumbling reached Gosu’s ears.

“Gusin with a baby is a dogheondi…”

Why do you keep calling normal people ghosts?

Ah-cheong gritted his teeth without realizing it.

He was a corpse that fell into a tunnel after rolling getting wet in the rain and wading through muddy fields.

According to the midfielder’s common sense he was close to being non-human.

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However by a stroke of luck his appearance won people’s hearts.

Originally this was because people in the central region were more tolerant of ghosts than people.

They say that even if there are no dumplings to line there is meat to put in front of the Buddha statue.

It’s enough to chase a person out but if a ghost sticks in wrongly it will torment you for generations.

“It’s right there! “Tini which I will bring to you soon.”

“I wish I had some warm soup.” “It was cold all night.”

“There are so many things to wish for!”

“ah. “If you have some alcohol please.”

“Take a look!”

After the jangjeong disappeared into the village Ah-cheong untied the jangjang and sat down on the spot.

As if it was natural Jin Jang-myeong jumped into Ah-cheong’s arms and took a seat.

“what. heavily.”

“cold.”

“Tsk. “What can I use if my body is so weak?”

Ah-cheong hugged Jin Jang-myeong and placed her chin on the top of his head.

“I wish I could give you something delicious.”

“hungry.”

“so do i.”

At first it was just like that but when I heard that a meal would be coming soon my empty stomach suddenly started going crazy.

-Grandma’s Gusin! It’s Gusin! Gusin with a baby!

-An old god? Where can I see Ham? If it’s a former god let him go on his way.

Ah-cheong’s ears perked up.

If it’s an insignificant ghost let it go on its way.

What if it’s not an insignificant ghost?

Ah-cheong breathed energy into both hands.

Blue strings waved in his pale luminous hands.

Now that I think about it even though he is a prosecutor the investigation into the Taoist monk does not have a good tone.

If you are a true spirit that shines on your own you are at the level of strength.

The weapons dealer’s form was just like a glow-in-the-dark star attached to the ceiling of a child’s room.

-Oh that’s not an ordinary old god.

-Grandma’s bowl!

-Prepare a sumptuous meal. Madil tei. Drawing the bastards alone and firmly with their tongues. As soon as I looked at that I was captivated. I’m sick of my child’s house chatting.

Wow this works.

Ah-cheong smiled happily.

And the results were roughly satisfactory.

I don’t know if sticking chopsticks into the bowl of rice like incense was intended to quickly achieve Buddhahood.

Pickled vegetables in gobong rice.

And pickled vegetables and more pickled vegetables.

And the fish stew made from miscellaneous fish was hot on a cold and empty stomach so it just soaked into my body.

Feeling somewhat full Ah-cheong took a sip of the cloudy liquor served in the bowl.

Acheong doesn’t know anything about musical accompaniment.

Because rice is rice and alcohol is alcohol.

Jin Jang-myeong came out with some baked cookies that were said to be haunted by a ghost crunching them in his arms.

There was something else that caught Jin Jang-myeong’s attention more than the drinking glasses rising and falling before his eyes.

“Hand… are you okay?”

“It’s not that it’s not okay.”

The two fingers that were shaking were somehow fixed. Although it was inflated like a balloon and couldn’t move.

Jin Jangmyeong thought for a while and said.

“Then it’s not okay…”

“Correct answer. It hurts forever. “But I don’t really care because it hurts here and there at the same time.”

There was a hole in my thigh and the wound on my forearm that was stitched last time was open again and bleeding. It’s not like there’s mud seeping into the wound and it’s stinging and itchy all over.

Every joint was not sore and there was dirt in my hair.

Rather I felt at ease because it was a mess.

The easy-going nature of the men in the reserve forces.

This may be the reason why if you wear a military uniform the sky is your blanket and the ground is your bed.

As my stomach was full and I spread out a little my son-in-law suddenly started to feel dark.

Ah-cheong wrapped Jin Jang-myeong again.

The route from Chonbu takes two days and it takes less than half a day to get to Acheong.

If I go a little slowly I think the distance will be right around dawn.

Then you can go to the highest peak.

“I will arrive around dawn. Baby go to sleep. “You have to sleep well to be beautiful but I think you need to sleep all day.”

“what. “Then you will have to hibernate.”

Ah-cheong was shocked.

It’s a name I’ve never heard of.

I felt Jin Jangmyeong’s writhing on my back.

Even if you’re a martial artist your neck doesn’t turn behind your back so I don’t know what your facial expression is.

It was like some kind of question.

Is it okay to call it like this?

Unni is a bit like a man but in fact in modern times even men used the title ‘unni’.

Ah-cheong burst out laughing.

What do you think? I’m destined to go to the priest’s gate anyway.

Upon arrival the middle school girl is so excited that she miraculously becomes healthy and becomes a colleague. I can’t just do that.

So after taking him there you never know when you’ll see him again.

“Go to sleep quickly. “Don’t drool all over your back.”

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The sky which was pitch black suddenly turned navy blue.

The sound of chirping birds.

Even though the sun is still under the ground it threatens the dawn with its presence.

I was worried that I might run too far all night.

As soon as I saw Shinnyebong I realized that my worries were for no reason. Since I was the only one with a tall peak I didn’t have to worry about passing it.

But how do you get there in human terms?

Rather than calling it a peak it is just a pagoda.

At least it was a tower that rose once more to the top of the mountain.

In the first place the green mountain visible was less than half of it.

The rest were reddish-colored rock formations extending vertically.

Still I was in the process of going a little further to find a hiking trail wondering if there might be a way up there if people lived there.

As I rounded the edge of the mountainside I came across a hollow terrain between two ridges.

I also saw a road that was hard and dead because people and ox carts kept stepping on it.

And I also saw two people standing at the end.

That new spear? What family… who.

Because I don’t really remember the name.

And one disgusting ninja.

When Acheng saw them they also saw Acheng.

What about the abyss and what about the abyss too.

Ah-cheong recalled Nietzsche’s words that everyone knows.