I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 227



[Episode 227] Sleeping Dragon Secret Service Association

“Cheongya? “Where are you going?”

“Wait a minute I left something behind…”

When it comes to blood religions I don’t know much about them but I know they are very very bad people. Everyone gritted their teeth to the point where I wondered if Cheong was that bad.

So Cheong led his tired body and headed back to the bathhouse.

And when I entered the bathhouse I found Cheon Yu-hak filling a bamboo bucket with bath water that had lost its medicinal properties.

“What are you doing? “Was that recycled?”

“Is that possible?”

“But why are you keeping it separate? There are a lot. Are you going to follow all of that?”

There were already bamboo tubes scattered all over Cheonyuhak and there was enough water to fill the entire wooden bath.

“Director Nam. That’s it. “You must be tired but you don’t sleep?”

“You know that Jamramdan. I looked into it and found out that it was made from blood essence. “What is blood pressure?”

“Do you not know my blood level?”

Then Cheon Yu-hak roughly scratched the back of his head. It was a gesture full of frustration.

“It has become very dirty. The fake Shintu sprinkled some human pills that were supposed to do six o’clock. “Some asshole decided to smear someone’s face with shit.”

“Wouldn’t it be okay to ask independent warriors? First of all it seems like the provincial and small cooperatives will be cooperative.”

“For now go and sleep. My tendons haven’t strengthened yet so I’ll sleep well and do nothing until tomorrow. “I’m tired right now so I didn’t even realize you were coming until it was too late so I told you everything.”

In fact the area under Cheon Yu-hak’s eyes was dark indicating that he was tired.

And Cheon Yu-hak’s view of Cheong was not much different.

Cheong is not mentally tired but his body is already in tatters. If it hadn’t been for the medicinal effects of the reagent firmament that I had sucked down I would have already collapsed from exhaustion.

“Still the matter is a bit serious…”

“Heng. Most of the world’s top ten masters are gathered here so what big deal could there be? From the looks of it it’s a blood cult trying to bring shame to the world by interfering with the martial arts competition event. “Such bullshit.”

Cheon Yu-hak’s tired expression became even more crumpled.

“Let’s sleep for now. Even if the matter is urgent I can’t do anything like this and it’s not that urgent. Tomorrow um. First of all the trust issue will have to be resolved between the trusts themselves. “Don’t go somewhere and make noise.”

“I guess I’m not a kid and can’t tell what to say and what not to say. “Master you are tired too. Please sleep.”

“Are you coming?”

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At that Cheong returned to Mucheon Pavilion.

Then a thought occurred to me: What is that bamboo tube? I was talking about Jamramdan and forgot to ask.

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Since the independent warriors were staying at the Murim Alliance’s Hyeongaekdang there was no need for Cheong to go around Gaebong looking for people.

“Now that I think about it Master how do you come and go freely in the Murim Alliance? “Are you here as a guest?”

“Heng. It is not strange to wander around anywhere as long as you have a pair of cotton clothes that only servants wear. “As long as you buy one set of clothes for the wives the whole manor becomes your territory.”

The larger the manor the less likely anyone will be suspicious if you are dressed as a servant.

This was not necessarily because the identification of the primitive and ancient savage Central Plains was insufficient but because people originally had a habit of treating them as objects or landscapes based on their clothing.

Not only in Jungwon but even in Cheong’s hometown if you wear a luminous vest you can walk around and not be particularly suspicious.

Since the two were together like that it seemed like Cheong was bringing along a personal servant.

So no one bothers to ask who Cheonyuhak is.

So in front of Hyeongaekdang.

Since Hyeongaekdang was in the lower-middle class among the Murim League’s guesthouses it could be said to be a world apart from Mucheonggak where Cheong stayed.

“Is Doraeman Sohyeop inside?”

I asked the servant in the guest room and found out that the room was not a private room but a double room with two people sharing the same room.

The small room with the bed attached to the Yangtze wall was four times smaller than the room in Wucheng Pavilion where Qing was staying.

“Preface Soger? “What’s going on?”

“I came to see you because I had something to tell you about yesterday and this small cooperative was using the land rights…”

“It’s called Mayoungjeon.”

In addition to Lee In-sil and Do Rae-man there was one more person: Ma Yeong-jeon of Jidangkwon.

Ma Yeong-jeon looked at Cheong and Dorae alternately with a strange smile and said.

“This is a story for the two of you. Then I guess I’ll have to make sure to avoid this place. “Do Sohyeop must have been surprisingly talented.”

“Brother Ma it’s not like that. hmm. I don’t think there’s any need to avoid your seat. If you say it happened yesterday you would definitely have come to talk about Jamramdan right?”

Ma Young-jeon’s expression hardened at that.

“No this person. Are you saying such a thing so carelessly? “I don’t know anything so stop.”

And then when Cheong saw that he was trying to sneak away he thought he was screwed too.

In fact I had already guessed with certainty that independent warriors had all risen in bad karma.

Since they ground up people and ate them wouldn’t it be natural for their bad karma to increase?

Regardless of whether you knew the identity of Jamramdan or not.

Even if you eat something without knowing it’s poison it doesn’t mean it’s poisonous. If you put poison in your body you don’t say ‘Oh you didn’t know it was toxic so I’ll especially avoid poisoning.’

“Would you like to hear it too? “Yesterday a girl received a piece of jamramdan from the provincial governor. I was curious about its medicinal properties so I researched it and found out that it is an evil product made from blood essence.”

“Blood spirit….”

Only Dorae muttered instead of shouting.

Then he looked upset and his complexion turned pale.

“I didn’t know. “I never thought it would be something like that.”

“It’s not about blaming. It’s not good to be known so I just want to find out who is spraying those drugs and find out their purpose. Can you give me what you have too? “I think we need to find out if it’s the same thing.”

“I don’t know. The Jamramdan was created out of blood so I didn’t look at you like that. “I am very very disappointed.”

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Cheong’s eyes narrowed at that.

“Would you please give it to me if I bother to find and ask the opponents of past fights and find out about their strange speed and strength?”

“In the first place a warrior has to hide three percent of his skills-”

“I know everything so please give it to me.”

Cheong interrupted Ma Young-jeon and held out his hand.

Ma Young-jeon looked at Cheong’s white and beautiful hand with trembling eyes and then as if she had made up her mind she swallowed and straightened her eyes.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

In the end it seemed like he was going to pretend not to know.

In fact it was true that once something came out like that the Blue House could not question it further.

Without clear evidence that you ate Jamramdan you had to suspect that you ate it out of curiosity especially if the Jamramdan was an evil product made with blood.

However there is no way to prove it so just like the martial arts proverb that states that a warrior must hide three-tenths of his skills all he has to do is insist that it is his original ability.

However if I try to say things like looking at a person’s karma and sound like a good shaman it won’t work.

Cheong sighed deeply.

There is no way so what can you do?

Cheong gave up persuasion.

I gave up on persuasion.

Cheong took a deep breath and suddenly jumped up from a sitting position straightening his legs.

At the same time voila!!!

The very cheerful sound of a walnut cracking!

“Aaaah!”

Ma Young-jeon grabbed the top of her head and rolled around on the floor of the guest room.

Shinyeok’s nuclear armament was so powerful that it was too early and a terrible violence for the earthly world below Sinnyeobong Peak.

“Why on earth won’t you listen when I say it? Did I look that easy? “If I treat you kindly and discreetly you’ll see me as a reference right?”

“Seomun Sojeo?”

“I told you. “He’s from Ronin.”

“ah. hmm. okay.”

Only Dorae nodded at him.

There are very few female warriors who are ronin but even if they do exist they are very talkative. This is unavoidable because it is a basic skill to avoid being looked down upon as a woman in the ronin industry.

“Ma Sohyeop? Will you stop trembling and just hand it over now? Or do you want to be beaten like a dog and spit it out? “If you take a pill made by grinding up a human being then I can act like a dog right?”

“What are you doing?”

“What? Are you out of your mind? Why risk our grandfather’s honor and risk our lives? “Would you like to bet on whether or not a bright red Jamramdan will be found after searching the corpse?”

Then Qing used his familiar skills to select Bokshinjeok and liberate Jinki for the first time in a long time.

Excited about the long-awaited outing the Jinki came rushing out at once and thanks to the supernormal ability of the reverse view they reached the weapon at ultra-high speed through the 16-lane highway opened in the blood path.

However the celadon sword that was present on behalf of Boksinjeok was pulled out.

Thanks to this swordsmen with ignorant power shot out like lightning one after another from the blue blade.

“Let’s see how far you have reached? For your information if you catch Chojeoljeong in my hands you will die. If I die in the extreme the transcendental also dies. Do you know that he is a man-eating demon? He also acted fussy in front of me and then left first to say hello to Buddha. Have you ever heard the saying that there is no order to get there? Or would you like to take another grain of Jamramdan as the ghosts that died after eating it have beautiful stains?”

Words and actions are words and actions but in front of that terrifying use of force Ma Yeong-jeon shriveled up.

Contrary to what she showed in the dance this vicious Myeonsa girl was a true expert!

Even though he is inactive he is an expert in Naegong who has accumulated deep internal skills.

Especially in front of the essence of true energy that spreads out like a snake thread rather than a thick swordsman thread how can one dare to be proud?

“I’ll give it to you.”

“You will have done that a long time ago.”

As I was putting the Cheongi Bokshinjeok back in I noticed a subtle sting and found out that it was a celadon sword.

Because he was a minor magician it would have stung even if the blade passed by otherwise it would have been such a serious injury that the bones would have been split open.

“Oh my. Why is there a dagger? My fortune. When are you going to return it?”

“Hmm.”

Cheon Yu-hak who was watching Cheong’s evil behavior with a shocked expression let out an uncomfortable coughing sound.

This was because I had completely forgotten about Cheon Confucianism.

Instead of being a fortune-teller he forgot about the corruption of the Qing Dynasty.

Now that I think about it even in Sunspot I was the one who kicked a man’s crotch and sent him flying one foot higher.

It was a temper tantrum that attacked a sunspot merchant in the realm of sunspots but when we met again she behaved like a natural woman and completely forgot about her.

Cheong said shaking his hand.

“It just so happened. I guess I’ll have to ask the people in the other rooms to come together as well. “Can you please help me with my trouble?”

“Oh the small cooperatives over there…”

“So don’t you know that if you surrender while saying good things you will at least find light? May our small cooperatives rest in peace.”

Only Dorae looked very uncomfortable. I was seriously thinking about whether this was harassment or not or whether I was giving notice.

Cheong clenched his fist gently caressed the protruding bone at the root of his middle finger and continued speaking.

“ruler. Ma small-hyeop or ma large-hyeop? Do you want to go now or do you want to get lightly hit on the top of your head and leave bleeding?”