I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 237



[Episode 237] A ronin has the loyalty of a ronin.

Mo Yong-Juhee was holding back screams the whole time.

Or maybe he just couldn’t hold back his screams.

A terrible feeling of tearing through one’s flesh. The guard kept screaming. My ears were deafening like I was underwater. Mo Yong-juhui couldn’t tell whether his own screams were also mixed in or not.

The dismemberment of a person was dirty and terrible.

Even if it was an enemy that I hated so much that I wanted to kill.

Still it just seeps into my ears and is so sweet this terrible place the whole terrible terrible world the terrible time the terrible me the terrible memory a clean voice whispering among all the terrible things.

“You did really well. Next is our torso. ruler. Shall we cover it up? “Here like this-”

A long white beautiful finger traces the guard’s stomach. As if there was a sharp blade the skin gently splits to reveal the inside.

Yellow lumpy fat is revealed.

With a single pass of the finger the pulsating internal organs were fully exposed and soon they were submerged in a shallow layer of blood.

“Woof.”

“this. Moyong Sojeo. “You have a weak stomach.”

“No no it’s okay. “I can endure it.”

No you can’t look pathetic.

Mo Yong-juhui desperately suppressed nausea.

Preface Sojeo came to save me on a warm day so if I were pathetic I would abandon it. Like everyone else did.

“It looks disgusting but if you look closely you can see that it was made insincerely. It’s called the five organs and six parts right? “The five intestines.”

“Eup waek…”

In the end Mo Yong-juhui could not hold back the rising nausea. Thin empty gastric juice pours into the open abdominal cavity.

However the prisoner’s organs are creaking and convulsing as if their organs are covered in acid.

The moment when the arm which had already lost its bones and was tattered swung arbitrarily and weakly slapped Mo Yong Joo-hee’s cheek –

Oh no…

“Hehehe… I’m sorry I’m sorry. Sorry for polluting you. Sorry…”

“this. are you okay. are you okay. Yes you can. “Those bastards should be humanely let go of at least one textbook.”

Mo Yong Joo-hee struggled to get out of Cheong’s arms that were spread across his thighs. no. no.

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“are you okay. It could be so. It’s not Moyong Sojeo’s fault. Because Moyong Soje did nothing wrong.”

“Let go! Let go! no. I’m sorry please let me go. It’s dirty. I am-”

“fizzle. Moyong Sojeo is not dirty. Sozer said that to me. He said he didn’t do anything dirty or indecent. He said he held on well. “It’s great.”

Such warm positivity. It felt like tears were about to fall. Yes if you listen to me well if you listen to me well-

“ruler. I’m slowly losing my breath. Let’s watch this bug die together. The guy who was harassing Moyong Sojeo was such an insignificant creature. “There is no need to be afraid.”

Mo Yong-juhui saw the dying guard.

The arms and legs are showing overturned muscles and white bones here and there the stomach and chest are wide open and exposed and the person is barely able to breathe with the sound of phlegm clearing.

“ruler. excuse me. Look at your eyes. Those eyes are desperately asking for help. It’s fun right? “It’s such a bad guy looking at me so desperately and earnestly for help in the face of death.”

“Hmm…!”

Mo Yong Ju-hee could only swallow her screams as she desperately cried out for help with her bloodshot eyes.

—-

In the distant past Cheong’s GPA in liberal arts psychology was at its highest.

It could never be said that Cheong was a motivated studious and understanding student as his notorious boredom and lack of attendance meant he succeeded in staying awake in the graveyard of those who failed to sign up for classes.

If a liberal arts psychology instructor had seen Cheong now he would have hit the ground with regret.

Counseling with a client is the act of healing a wounded heart through unconditional acceptance and positive empathy.

The biggest taboo is suggesting alternatives. If I thought that would happen I wouldn’t have been hurt in the first place.

Cheong was confused and did the exact opposite.

It was something that Cheong put his heart into.

Doesn’t revenge become meaningless when it loses its vitality and then life becomes vain?

Rather than killing someone easily I think I should get as much comfort as possible from seeing them in pain.

Since humans have a tendency to mistakenly believe that their thoughts are universal they thought that the ferocious anatomy of a thousand-year old castle would also be helpful to Mo Yong-Ju-xi.

“Moyong Soje is okay now right?”

However if it was thought that radical anatomy could heal the mind Mo Yong-Ju-hee would have had to have been born with a hideous malignancy such as Jiseolseong or Jiseopseong even if he was not a thousand years old.

It would have been a relief if the Qing had left the enemy to be strangled but showing kindness in its own way was another torture that Mo Yong-juhui had to endure in the end.

“Yes I did well right? You did everything Sojeo Seomun told you to do. You won’t throw it away right? “You’re not throwing it away are you?”

“You’re throwing it away. Don’t say things like that. Of course Moyong Sojeo was a bit hateful but-”

“I was wrong. sorry. sorry. sorry. sorry. Because I did everything wrong? No you! It’s all because of you! Only you! If it weren’t for you! It’s because of you! Take responsibility! “Of course you have to take responsibility!”

this. Cheong felt sorry.

He hasn’t come to his senses yet.

I can’t even joke.

No what happens to me if I end up like this?

Cheong sighed heavily.

Mo Yong Joo-hee was shocked at that.

Then he crawled to his knees and grabbed his legs again.

“No no. Not sincere. Don’t throw it away? yes? Now all I have is a preface and a small book. You did everything I told you to do. I will listen carefully from now on. If I do something you like ruining it right? Shall I break your head? Or would you believe me if I took out your eyeballs?”

“I’m not playing with corpses.”

“oh. Then just tell me what to do and I will do it…”

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Cheong hugged Mo Yong-juhui again.

“sorry. It was a joke. Don’t worry because you will never have to throw it away. ruler. “Toouk.”

“yes. yes. yes.”

Cheong tried to sigh again but held it back.

Well I wonder how afraid I must be of leaving it behind now.

“hmm. I guess I’ll have to go back to the ground first. Moyong Sojeo could you wait here for a moment? “I have to take care of some of the blood cult bastards on the way out.”

“Let’s go together! “You can’t leave it behind!”

“If they work hard you’ll be in pain again. You don’t want to be sick. “If you just wait a moment I will quickly organize my route-”

“are you okay! It’s okay let’s go together. I can endure the pain. “I’ll be patient so don’t leave me alone don’t leave me alone…”

Cheong scratched his head.

Why is he being so annoying?

“The poison that solitude emits is painful but not life-threatening but can you really endure it?”

“yes! I can endure it. therefore-”

“ruler. Wake up. “Let’s go out and talk first.”

In response Mo Yong-juhui grabbed Cheong’s hand and staggered to his feet. Then after taking about two steps with trembling steps he stumbled and his body tilted so Cheong quickly caught up with Mo Yong Joo-hee who was falling.

“Moyong Soje? “You bastards with dog-like feet have human claws-”

“are you okay. I can walk. “It hurts a little.”

“How can I walk when my toenails are all gone? “It won’t work.”

“No I can walk. “I can walk!”

“Calm down. Yes Moyong Soje can walk but it hurts so much. I’ll give you a piggyback ride. ruler.”

In the end Cheong placed Mo Yong Ju-hui on his back and tied it tightly with the guard’s top and bottom.

hmm. This is the greatest invention of the Korean people in human history the swaddle which the whole world was amazed and admired.

I don’t know why it’s happening again.

—-

From what I heard Daeju hasn’t been seen since last night and the unit leader said he had work to do after the morning incident so it would be the perfect time to steal away Mo Yong Joo Hee.

Although Cheong had vaguely heard of the underground path it was not easy to find the way based on the verbal explanation.

Still Cheong wasn’t particularly worried because if he didn’t know he could find someone who did. It is said that smart people naturally manipulate others.

After slowly and concentratingly wandering around in search of someone he finally found his target.

“Who are you! “This town.”

When Cheong stamped his foot a pitch-black shadow fluttered and shot out at incredible speed covering the mouth of the blood cult warrior.

However solitude is not something you can manipulate with words.

If the solar plexus is angry and burning like this –

“Ugh…!”

With a painful groan in his ear flames suddenly burst into Cheong’s head.

When a person’s pain goes beyond what a sane mind can endure they reflexively grab something and squeeze it with all their might to try to burst it.

That’s enough to damage the ligaments in my hands.

It was a feat that overrode the upper limit that the brain unconsciously sets to prevent injury.

Since Mo Yong Ju-hui was being carried by Cheong the large handle was located in a perfect position to hold.

“100 million.”

Cheong’s hair turned pure white.

It was an excruciating pain comparable to that of oil training.

This is because female warriors have more vital points than men.

Cheong naturally also strengthened his grip and Cheong was blocking the sound by holding the lower officer of the blood cult warrior by the chin.

In the end the blood religion warrior’s upper and lower jaws were crushed and shattered causing him to die in an instant.

And Cheongdo also fell.

Mo Yong Ju-hee was a warrior and of course he was a warrior who used dual swords. Since each sword is handled with only one hand the grip strength is much stronger than that of an ordinary swordsman or thief.

The power of that powerful grip was squeezing Cheong’s vital area with a force that exceeded his usual output.

Cheong fell down and wriggled without even being able to tell him to let go.

Although the blood cult warrior was dead the loneliness was still alive and continued to send stimulation signals so it was a terrible pain that lasted for about a while before it finally realized its host’s death and calmed down.

This is karma.

It can be said that he was punished for forcing Mo Yong Ju-hui to experience a terrible forced massacre.

“I’m sorry I’m sorry. sorry. Don’t throw me away I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. I’m really sorry. I really didn’t mean to so you can hit me! Preface Sozer: You like pulling out your fingernails right? “If you want it I have ten…”

This is why I can’t be angry.

Cheong glanced at me.

I don’t think it was torn apart. Did it explode?

It hurts so much that it keeps throbbing. Is this okay? It hurts a bit too much…

“ha. are you okay. And who would make such a terrible accusation that you like pulling out your fingernails? Of course I like it. still.”

Qing prevented a recurrence by tearing off the sleeves of the blood cult warrior and putting them in a bundle in the hands of Mo Yong Ju-hui.

Thanks to some trial and error the second attempt was successful.

A real-time job change took place where a warrior from a religious cult was so moved by loneliness that he underwent a procedure to remove parasites that left a hole in his stomach and changed his job to become a kind guide.

“If you go out here it’s the corner of Northwest Road. “Then as promised…”

“You have to keep your promise. But you didn’t make a promise to Moyong and Sojeo right? Moyong Sojeo? “Please do me a favor.”

In response Mo Yong Ju-hui stretched out both arms and snapped off the head of the warrior from the Blood Religion.

Cheong steadily climbed the stairs leaving the Buddhist monk whose neck was turned at over 90 degrees.