I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 275



[Episode 275] Journey to Shaolin

Cheong stood still and twitched his eyes again and again.

Wow. Are we not going to space this time? hmm? universe? Why space? When have I ever been to space? I can’t seem to remember anything.

But no you can’t think of it.

If you do that you will pass a crossroads that you cannot return from. I have that feeling. A certain certainty that it was not a premonition but a reality.

But somehow I can’t stop thinking about it.

As if someone was forcing my thoughts –

“Oh! Did you read my heart? okay! Definitely old herbivore! “You’re herbivorous right!?”

“omg.”

Cheong’s thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a loud voice that rang out as he grabbed both of his forearms.

“That’s it. 100 million.”

Cheong’s pretty face was distorted.

It was such a shameful request for such a naturally blessed face.

“Why are you doing that!”

“Master Muhak your arms are…!”

“Arms? Why does it look fine? What’s more serious than that? “After all it’s an old herbivorous diet right?”

“evil! “Palpal!”

Cheong’s right arm began to twitch wildly.

It’s not unreasonable.

Holding the weight of the whole world on one arm.

Even if it is an event in your mind it remains clearly in your memory and has an impact.

From the rotator cuff of the shoulder the deltoid the biceps and triceps the radial muscle the iliopsoas muscle the deep muscles below and all the tendons of the fingers were overloaded at once.

In other words it could be said that I had cramps all at once from my shoulder to the tips of my fingers.

“Oh my what is this?”

Ambassador Muhak who touched Cheong’s right arm quickly stabbed Cheong’s acupuncture point. First of all it was intended to completely block the power to the arm and paralyze it.

“evil! evil!”

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“Why can’t I get blood? And why don’t you add some self-defense equipment? “I don’t mean any harm.”

“Oh that’s automatic. I am. “Aaaah.”

What is the condition of Qing’s self-defense gear!?

Now that it has evolved into a self-defense machine in line with its state when Muhak pricks his finger the strong force that rises up inside fiercely defends itself fiercely against the best person in the world.

In fact I was doing very useless things like martial arts and self-defense because I didn’t want to catch the already dead bloodthirsty.

“Are you saying you’ve already trained yourself to a level where you can use your self-defense skills without thinking or thinking? What kind of secret did Surin use? “You really have a knack for raising disciples!”

Lady I’m dying from pain!

Someone was sitting next to me in admiration while the pain was like hell saliva was leaking and drops were blooming from the nose.

Master didn’t just say it because he was busy!

This is already the third time including the second time and the first time I encountered the Cliff of Swords that I have torn my crotch while trying to follow Emperor Mucheon.

Still during the Cheonbyeon comics the blow was not that great because he was at the level of an insect compared to Emperor Mucheon who was at his peak and did not even have the ability to see feel and experience because his level was so poor.

However after reaching the climax the image is vaguely understood and a reaction comes.

So Cheong pulled out the saliva and snot.

Still it didn’t hurt enough to make me cry so I guess that’s a good thing or not.

And then Cheong’s pretty hands – of course they are the most evil and beautiful minority in the world – had swelled to twice their size and looked like pig’s feet.

It was as if he had gained a inch of weight in all directions front back left and right.

It’s because it’s covered by the sleeves but I thought the entire right arm from the shoulder would look like this. I was able to recognize it right away because of the faint pain.

Muhak asked after seeing that.

“So what was the herbal diet of Shaolin? And of course it’s going to be herbivore right?”

“I won’t mind if you just pretend to be a little worried about my arm. Gulp.”

Suddenly something shot into my mouth hit the roof of my mouth hard and landed deep inside my tongue.

The human instinct is to swallow something deep inside the tongue without realizing it so Cheong also ended up like that.

“It’s an unreturned group. I just made a summons group and roughly put together what was left. so. How do you feel?”

“I didn’t mean to be condescending. And well I’m not a herbivore….”

“Wasn’t it herbivore in the past?…”

Ambassador Muhak’s shoulders slumped.

It seemed like he wasn’t paying attention but surprisingly he seemed to be paying a lot of attention.

“It was a sword attack called Dokgogugeom a herbivore and a single child.”

Muhak thought about it carefully.

“Yes it would be better to eat a plant-based diet. Since the study of the world came from Shaolin it is bound to be the most fundamental. By the way it’s a child’s monopoly. “Can you explain it?”

“hmm. “I’m just telling you what I saw…”

Cheong described what he saw in his vision.

Then Muhak slapped me on the forehead with his palm! Isn’t it a light tapping?

In fact this can be said to be a long-standing tradition of Shaolin handed down from the one-armed master Hyega.

“The cliff came towards you and cut itself. Budong is connected to East. indeed. indeed.”

“Honestly it doesn’t make sense does it? “You believe it right away?”

Ambassador Muhak smiled at that.

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“When you swing a sword and cut an enemy think of yourself as a sword and not as a person. Did the sword move on its own and cut down the enemy? No. From the sword’s perspective wouldn’t it feel like the enemy approached and touched himself?”

If Cheong had a science or engineering background he might have found this conversation very interesting.

In fact even in Cheong’s hometown there were people who argued that objects that move and hit and objects that hit while still are the same and cannot be distinguished.

If we were to classify them by occupation they would be physicists insurance investigators self-harm racketeers and human-shaped insects who try to tow cars.

“But I am not a sword.”

“Haven’t you already experienced the unity of the body and sword? “A weapon is an extension of the body so it is not wrong to say that it is the same as the body.”

This was the reason martial arts was difficult.

As it becomes more and more related to philosophy metaphysics or any other ideology it is impossible to understand it in words.

Unless you know it yourself and firmly establish it you will never be able to understand it which is why it is called enlightenment.

“hmm…”

“By the way there is no distinction between anatta and an infant. “If you erase me from the world I am selfless. If you erase the world I will exist alone so I am a child.”

Ambassador Muhak’s expression was strange.

The expression on his face was as if his nose was itching as if he was about to sneeze but he didn’t feel like sneezing.

“oh my. You have to try meditation to find out. “I really want to meet you but I’m afraid of missing the clue so I’ll have to go see this old man first.”

“Then there is nothing we can do. “Please come in.”

“Thank you for understanding. then.”

Then as if it was in such a hurry it jumped up and launched itself jumping more than three feet at a time and kicking the steep walls on the left and right of the canyon with its feet soaring high and disappearing.

And then Cheongman was left alone in front of the cliff wall.

The medicinal properties of the medicine which seemed to be an unsalted drug that I had just taken in spread refreshingly throughout my body and in the meantime the pain in my swollen right arm gradually increased in size.

But those things don’t matter.

It is in front of the great heart left behind by Emperor Mucheon.

Cheong realized the most important thing.

I’m hungry…

Growling!

Cheong’s stomach responded with a loud roar.

—-

Seomun Surin refers to Shaolin as Daengjungdeul.

Of course Shaolin is already very clearly seen as a martial arts breakwater rather than a temple.

Moreover the city called Dengbong County located at the foot of Songshan Mountain has developed all the way to the front gate of Shaolin Temple.

So beyond the temple wall it became a tourist attraction with all kinds of teahouses restaurants and luxurious guesthouses for local tourists.

Of course Seomun Surin didn’t just call them out for this reason it was just because they were mean bald bastards who prevented women from entering.

In any case it also meant that Cheong didn’t have to go on a long journey of 30000 miles to find a place to eat.

There was no need to worry about what to eat.

Qing’s intelligence can be said to be inherently low but there are rare times when it becomes outstanding.

It is said that it is the influence of a thousand years that causes intelligence to soar in front of an enemy so even if we exclude it when it comes to eating it is hard to forget when your mind is spinning.

Thus it is a Buddhist dojo a Buddhist dojo!

Buldojang means that Buddha climbs over a wall and it is so delicious that even a monk secretly climbs over a wall to eat it.

It is a dish that originally originated from Fuzhou the capital of Fujian Province but although it is sold everywhere near famous temples it is a very expensive dish that not everyone can eat.

The ingredients used in the first place are all of high quality so how could it not be delicious to pour all the delicious and expensive ingredients and boil them thoroughly with Sohongju?

So which house will do well?

Cheong wandered around the city of Dengbong as a lone gourmet.

Because it is a top-class dish where the ingredients determine the taste you cannot taste it properly at a half-baked restaurant.

First I was hungry so I wandered around comforting myself with a meat dumpling I bought on the street and the rumor that a celestial fairy had appeared in Dengbong County spread.

So while walking around attracting all kinds of attention Cheong came across an unexpected person.

It was Seol-iri who shamelessly refused to eat alone even meat.

It was also a bit pitiful.

He was staring fiercely at somewhere on the side of the road and as he followed his gaze he came upon a street stall selling wonton noodles.

what? Why are you staring? Is this a really delicious house? Is this a famous restaurant?

However given that business was slow so even though people were shouting for wonton noodles no one was seen buying them.

So what is it? Is this someone you know?

Cheong became curious so he asked.

“Seol Sojeo. what are you doing?”

“you.”

“Why are you staring at me with your eyes closed? Do you know someone? Or is it because it’s a delicious place?”

In response Seoliri clenched and unclenched her fists and hesitated for a long time but eventually gave out the answer with a noise as loud as a mosquito.

“I don’t have money…”

Since the conditions of the ice palace were not that good it was a town full of ice to begin with so just not freezing to death was a good thing. No product is produced.

At least when she stays at the Murimmaeng they give her lodging food and sometimes pocket money and other than that she doesn’t have much to spend money on.

It’s pocket money that comes out sometimes but after a woman spends it on necessary expenses there’s nothing left.

In this situation he went after the Qing without any plan in hopes of tracking down the criminal but ended up realizing the heartless reality of poverty.

Seoliri was a poor person.

Cheong was dumbfounded.

“No you proudly said you were going to eat meat and went with salt but you said you were going to eat some meat when you didn’t have any money. “Where are you going for a moment?”

“To hunt.”

His words were still short so I couldn’t tell if he was planning to get meat himself and eat it because he had no money or if he was planning to earn money by hunting to buy food.

But there was something worth knowing.

“You want to go hunting on a mountain with a large temple? “And in the front yard of Shaolin Temple?”

Seoliri’s body suddenly stopped.

“Why not?”

“Of course not.”

At that Seoliri’s shoulders slumped a little.

Cheong tilted his head at that.

What is it boy? Isn’t this complete nonsense?

Hearing the Qing criticize him as nonsense. If someone who knew the Qing such as Xue Jia or Zhuge Yi-Hyeon heard about it it would be such a shame that they would say it would be better to bite their tongue and die.

However if you really bite your tongue people won’t die for that reason so you will curse at the person and call him a bastard who deserves to hear nonsense.