I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 31



[Episode 31] What about the waves in front of the Yangtze River?

Cheong abandoned the ship just before the collision.

It wasn’t Qing’s ship anyway.

When I quickly jumped up and got onto the deck of the ship I saw people lying face down on the floor.

And the spiral-

Coo…!

The deck tilted significantly along with the heavy impact coming from the soles of my feet.

Giiiiii…!

The sound of the tree twisting and the stomach screaming filled my son-in-law.

However Coriander is unwavering.

In fact there were quite a few people standing tall looking at the mysterious woman who had suddenly appeared with Chung-gak.

The look in his eyes that struck me like that was not very kind.

Cheong quickly looked around at the palpable hostility.

The purpose was to find out if this was a rescue ship or if after struggling to escape they ended up in another villain’s lair.

There were people whose karma fell to the abyss and there were also people who occasionally maintained good karma.

Excluding a few extreme cases the average was pretty good.

At that time Jang Han who was standing on the bow pointed his harpoon at Cheong and growled.

“How dare you touch the waterway on the Yangtze River? How dare you touch this Dragon King Ship. “Gentam is a woman worthy of praise.”

Cheong was aware that this was a situation that could cause misunderstanding.

However there was also the belief that it was not their fault.

Isn’t it just that the ship was drifting alone and got stuck?

Cheong wake up! He didn’t shout and lunge like a man. Of course I want to try it.

Still the collision just now was unintentional.

Cheong was a man of common sense who believed that most misunderstandings could be resolved through honest dialogue or through propaganda and fabrication.

I also learned how to have honest conversations from Seo Moon Surin.

What Cheong saw heard and experienced were third-rate rogues and back-alley thugs so it was the culture of a proper military man that he learned while enduring numerous nuclear bombings.

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“So… people are-”

Still not much of a girl.

“-It’s called Seomuncheong. “Thank you for your life-saving grace.”

Cheong pretended to take power.

Jang Han’s anger subsided a little.

That made Cheong feel a little at ease.

“It’s a lifesaver. “What are you talking about?”

“That’s what I mean. They said they would buy me a meal or treat me so I got on the boat and the bastards said “Isn’t that him?” No those people? Anyway they were bastards…”

It was a forced culture so as soon as I relaxed I went back to the back alley days.

The experience of struggling with beggars with discarded food containers was so intense.

Above all it was because Cheong’s attitude toward the world was not particularly serious.

Cheong finished the story.

Roughly speaking the story was that those bastards were pure bad bastards and that I was only caught up in the crime and was not guilty.

Pa Bonmu was worried.

After listening to the story I realized there was no particular reason to ask for a crime.

The trick of enticing people to go boating and doing bad things has been a famous tactic since ancient times.

It is a famous river and the reason why there is a legend of a water ghost in every lake.

There Cheong’s simple nature and respectable appearance shone.

A pretty girl was protesting in a vaguely polite tone.

At first glance I see that she is a runaway girl from a famous family who doesn’t know anything about the world.

The wise eyes that are unique to those who have mastered Taoism’s Neigong Shimgyeol added a large scoop to that illusion.

Moreover Pabonmu was also the father of a daughter.

It was difficult for Kang-ho to be cruel to the immature girl who was Chochul’s first child.

“Hmm boys are like that so you have to be careful. “That’s what happens when you follow someone carelessly.”

Before we knew it all hostility had disappeared.

Cheong asked with greater ease.

“So can you drop me off at a city nearby? But where is this again?”

“It’s Dong Jeong-ho.”

“yes? Dong-ho Dong-ho? how…”

Cheong swallowed his words.

How is the lake named Dongdong Lake?

Pabonmu who didn’t know what he had swallowed floated away and thought he was surprised.

Rather there was an important part of the story I heard.

“그나저나 그 개새끼가 관리 아들이라고 했지. “Didn’t you say whose son he was?”

“Buchal? Deputy inspector? “It was a name like that.”

Pabonmu’s heart sank.

“Buchaldowisa.”

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“yes that’s right! “I think so.”

“Fuck Nimiral….”

Pabonmu swore.

—-

The Yangtze River Surochae are a small group of bandits.

It was like that when I was the general creditor of the previous lease.

The current leader of Surochae Somyeongyoho Bokhaun knew that this business was on the edge of a knife that could come to an end at any time.

It was because of government officials.

The moment the government starts subjugating it will be the same decision as the end of Surochae.

Artillery was the exclusive property of the government and if only one side had artillery a fight would not have been possible in the first place.

In Bok Ha-un’s view it seemed as if the waterway was simply being maintained thanks to the government’s patience.

So Bokhaun changed the waterway.

By actively establishing relationships with government officials he protected government ships and operated ferry ships as agents.

They also conducted searches and helped catch criminals.

Catching smugglers was something that had been done for a long time. Smuggling was a business that could only be done by channel smuggling.

Toll taxes were also drastically lowered to please the government.

Thanks to this the volume of water transport on the Yangtze River skyrocketed which in turn resulted in much more abundant income than before.

The efforts have borne fruit and the Yangtze River Waterway Company has now become a group that is closer to a Yangtze River management company rather than a number.

Although unofficial he became the true owner of the Yangtze River recognized by the government.

However the son of Buchaldowisa died.

The problem was who was responsible.

Cheong claimed that Nam-jeong Cha was still alive before the crash.

Although there was some distortion it was a clear fact.

Even though the arms and legs were necrotic and the amniotic fluid and tongue were cut off the string itself was still attached anyway.

According to the Qing’s plan less than 100 survivors of evil deeds would have to descend on Uichang and drag Namjeong Cha to bear witness to their evil deeds.

However due to an unfortunate accident they all became leaders.

So then who should take responsibility for the death of the son of a high-ranking official?

Bok Ha-un the owner of the waterway pressed his eyebrows.

Another incident occurred at a complicated time.

“I knew that perverted lecherous murderer would always cause an accident. “I didn’t know it would turn out like this.”

Cha Nam-jeong was active in the Uichang basin of the Yangtze River.

And Surochae knows what happens on the Yangtze River.

In the first place there were not many workers needed to keep the ship afloat from ship managers to stevedores who had not had a connection with the waterway.

“So what happened to that child?”

“For now I’ve locked him up in Seonok.”

Pabonmu hesitated and asked.

“Are you going to hand that kid over to the coffin?”

“otherwise?”

“Isn’t it pitiful? “I saw a terrible situation.”

“It’s pitiful. “That’s right.”

Bokhaun shook his head.

“If you come out with a sword you are already a strong person. As you know being naive in Gangho is a sin. “It can’t be helped.”

“Okay….”

Bokhaun comforted Pabonmu with a troubled voice.

“Who doesn’t know that I feel like a daughter? Still is there really a need for us to admit our anger? “That’s something only political factions do.”

Then he asked as if he suddenly remembered something.

“Oh come to think of it didn’t you see that guy? “A few days ago I scolded him loudly and the boy sulked and didn’t even show his face to his father.”

—-

As soon as Cheong entered the cabin the door slammed shut.

I suddenly felt cold.

I shook the door and it was locked tight and wouldn’t open.

When I told him that he was a deputy inspector or something that that bastard’s father did Jang Han’s expression became very frightened.

After that he said he would show me a room to stay in for the day until I arrived at Agyang so I guess that was it.

“That guy didn’t look at me like that so he hit me like this. Hum hum. all! Shall I sweep it away? You can even abandon the slaughter altogether….”

Cheong imitated a famous line from a great writer whom he admired.

It was Joo-jeop the one who always trembled.

However when I spoke out loud it was either in front of no one who would listen or in front of a wicked person who would die if he heard it anyway.

Even though no one will understand what I am saying I am somehow embarrassed to shake with my head.

“Is that true?”

“Ugh!”

So when I heard an unfamiliar voice I was really startled and started shaking violently.

“I’m sorry if I startled you.”

She was a beautiful woman with a somewhat sickly look.

A gentle voice softly reached my ears.

A sweet voice that seems to caress a weary soul.

When Cheong looked at the beauty she gave him a warm smile. It was a smile that pierced right into Cheong’s heart.

I see

I like sickly beautiful women.

But why are you smiling at me?

Could this be…?

“This is Eon Yeon-young. I’m from Jinju. What about Sozer?”

“Seomuncheong…”

When Cheong focuses on a person’s face numbers appear on top of it.

Eon Yeon-young was no exception to that.

As he was wondering how many children he should have and whether he should give Seomun to Seomun or whether he should continue his family in this primitive China a number caught his eye.

-1711. I suddenly came to my senses.

Four digits? True story?

Mr. A.

I loved a woman like you….

Cheong suddenly became depressed.