I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 336



EP.336 Confrontation between humans and Seomuncheong

It is said that a dog’s hearing is roughly four times that of a human.

Although hearing is not a unit that can be expressed as an exact numerical value it is said that it is possible to distinguish sounds that are about four times farther away in detail so that is roughly the case.

In that respect Cheong’s hearing is similar to that of a dog.

However dogs can hear many more types of sounds in the audible range that humans cannot hear and in the medieval primitive and primitive Middle Ages they did not even have a concept of sounds.

Therefore in the hearing competition between hearing dogs and hearing dogs the picking performance is equal but the dog with a much higher hearing area wins.

Meanwhile it is said that a dog’s sense of smell is 10000 times that of a human.

No matter how human it is 10000 times is too much.

In the olfactory competition dogs win by a landslide.

In visual confrontations humans are inherently superior.

In addition it was Cheong which had the clarity and light-gathering ability of a magnifying glass or night goggles with eye performance that surpassed that of a human.

Therefore the total is one win and two losses. Dog wins!

It could be said that Cheong is worse than a dog.

It would be unfair if the government found out about this result.

There are five senses so why are they judged in three categories? Are you wondering if this is the tilted military parade ground?

Expanding to the five senses taste is the triumph of humanity.

The sense of touch is also a human victory.

Therefore if you really want to beat the dog you can say that the Qing is superior to the dog with three wins and two losses.

But anyway wouldn’t the dogs have noticed the enemy first?

Even when Cheong was preoccupied with grilling pheasant and thought that the fragrant smell was delicious the dogs were sniffing around and smelling the scent of countless humans.

As a result the Qing was not as good as a dog.

However there may be a slight difference in perspective in this part and the point is that for dogs human fidelity is a level of differentiation.

So there was a familiar smell and there were also owners of wild vegetables among the dogs so the dogs who were strict about hierarchy all jumped up and said “I smell the owner!”

Kkkkkkkk! (Master!)

“Hey hey! “Where are you going!”

The dogs ran out to find their real owners.

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Cheong doesn’t understand the bullshit so he just shouts in embarrassment.

“Hey where are you going!”

Cheong underestimated the dog’s loyalty.

No matter how many human horse species there are there are many cases where they are good owners to animals especially dogs and in the face of such absolute loyalty and devotion the human heart is broken like a sheet of paper and is destroyed.

“Do you have eyebrows too?”

The eyebrows turned their heads alternately to the other side of the green and blue forest and then as if they had made up their minds they jumped at the blue.

“Eyebrows!”

The moment Cheong spread his arms out in excitement the eyebrow slipped through Cheong’s crotch and ran furiously to the back.

The owner is over there.

And for some reason there was a strange like/dislike that the dog liked it better when he was called Jo Ja-ryong rather than Eyebrows.

“hmm. “It’s not like harvesting animals.”

Cheong licked his lips.

I can roughly guess where I’m going.

In a short period of time just over 10 days I have to listen to the affection to receive only the blessings that have been raised so far.

And since Cheong couldn’t take care of the dog I think it worked out better.

“You guys go too. “Stay here and get hurt.”

Kiyiing.

The leader wolf made a bullshit noise.

This is also a sound that wolves do not normally make but they seem to have learned it after hanging out with dogs for a few days.

“go. If you attack the expert for no reason you end up getting killed. “You know what I mean?”

In response the wolf lifts its chin and kisses Cheong’s shoulder.

I don’t know what that means but it means having fun.

How can a wolf understand human speech?

Actually I understand!

Wild wolves sensitive to survival understand some very simple words on their own.

It means to go away and go away.

It is an attack signal to kill and capture wolves.

Come here tsk tsk is a friendly gesture.

The wolf only obeyed for the sake of survival because there was another leader the wolf who was already feared as the leader of a group and was capable of doing so.

And I just pretended not to understand because I didn’t want to miss the captain who was catching fish all by himself.

“Oh. Go. A fool doesn’t even know where to die. go! “Are you really going?”

I have to go. What can I do?

As a result the canines that always hovered around and scolded disappeared.

Cheong couldn’t help but tear off the pheasant’s leg and bite into it due to a moment of extreme emptiness.

hmm. it’s good….

Cheong quietly closed his eyes savoring the chewy texture of the pheasant legs.

When I close my eyes I hear sounds from far away.

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Most of the time it’s a scream or swear word like ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.

Well they should have laid a trap or two.

The current Yang family is a dangerous space filled with thick and thin wooden pegs and various experimental traps scattered throughout.

But with these sounds coming from all directions hmm.

For some reason they were hesitant but now it seems they are finally coming together.

ah. Perhaps he was waiting until everyone gathered together?

Maybe I should have just forced my way through the guys who blocked the road during the night.

But now I too am a forest person living in the jungle.

I need to tell you what the strict laws of the forest are: survival of the fittest survival of the fittest survival of the fittest and weeding out the weak.

Cheong takes a look at the bonfire which is emitting smoke like a beacon from burning wet firewood and tactfully stacks the remaining firewood so that it can burn well.

Then it disappeared silently between the dense trees and disappeared.

—-

Suddenly.

Do-Sam gritted his teeth.

It is said that it is often used as an idiom to express sabotage in the public eye.

Do-Sam painfully realized the reason.

“Ahh!!”

The dog handler in the main building seemed to have stumbled over something and started screaming like he was going to die.

I was trying to scream asking what kind of cruel punishment I was getting but the pain contained in my screams was at an unprecedented level.

I hurriedly got him up and saw that there were holes all over his torso and limbs and blood was spreading.

“There is a trap that will hinder you! Everyone move forward scanning the ground with your weapons!”

Unfortunately there is no hope for the person who has been stabbed.

“Save me…”

“Treat him with a bandage and hold on until the operation is over and he returns.”

I wouldn’t be able to endure it.

Since his internal organs were damaged by a stake made of wood recovery is far from possible even if treated immediately.

However there is a thing called morale in the military so you cannot say that you will die.

So just hold on.

With that one person eliminated the search speed slowed down a bit.

As I move forward like that I scream again!

“What’s going on again! “I told you to sweep the ground with my weapon!”

“Your feet are like pegs on the floor!”

Do-sam looked at the wound and saw that the sole of his foot was pierced.

Good shoes are expensive.

How good of a pair of shoes would a low-class bandit with no resistance or resistance wear?

It’s just a foot wrap.

So if you step on a wooden peg stuck among fallen leaves it will be pierced just like your skin.

“Holy shit! Shorten your stride and walk low as if skimming the ground! “There are nails stuck between the leaves!”

So I push forward with my feet as if I’m picking up fallen leaves but the speed is much slower and the force on my feet is doubled and my stamina is lost.

It was then.

A bandit who was scraping along the ground with a long sword suddenly felt a snap in the tension.

And at that moment net!

“Ugh.”

He died instantly without even being able to scream.

So the guy next to me shouted instead.

“Wow! “Ugh!”

“What else! What the hell!”

This time on the contrary it was a type of trap made by pulling elastic branches tightly together.

It is a branch tied to a rope and pulled like a bow.

When the rope breaks the branch returns to its original position and a person is pinned to a stake.

It is so vicious that it seems to have been originally designed to aim for the neck.

However the person who was attacked was very short.

His face was properly pierced and he died instantly.

“How many traps did you set? What a cowardly bitch! And yet you’re a bitch from a political faction!”

If I had gotten into a fight I wouldn’t have been so angry.

However since we are losing money one by one even before we face Seomuncheong isn’t it just a meaningless death?

The inner strength of a Hwagyeong master is a loud shout.

Cheong who was holding his breath on a tree in the distance was also caught by his extraordinary hearing.

Why do bad guys look for charlatans of political factions no matter what they do?

Since they are bad guys they can use despicable and despicable methods and even if it is better for the faction’s warriors to die should they fight like idiots and die without running away?

Did they patent the fraud trap memorization trick?

In any case the Nokrim massacre team was painful.

Besides that there were all kinds of traps lined up.

There were also huge traps that I couldn’t even imagine how they were prepared with a woman’s frail strength.

A beautiful log or rock may collapse and hit you or a hole dug more than a day deep.

Of course if you ask Cheong how he made it. The answer would be strong strength and boredom.

Nevertheless Do-sam did not feel a major crisis.

Anyway the people who fall into this trap are just idiots.

The real bastards who are mixed up in each killing group will not fall for these miscellaneous techniques.

So all you have to do is specify the location and attack it.

Do-sam urged the dog chaser.

“Is it still far?”

“That’s why he can’t get his bearings? victory! where are you?”

The dog called Victory sniffed sniffed here sniffed there and sniffed again spinning in place.

“아니 이 멍청한 개새끼가! “Why can’t I find it!”

The victory was just a whimper.

Chussal The seventeen dog breeders chase the dogs.

Baobongchae’s hunting dog ran forward with great force and finally succeeded in finding the source of the trained Chu Jonghyang.

It was a yellow dog.

Cheong named it yellow ginseng. However since Hwanggu Hwang was indistinguishable from Hwangsa he was always called differently.

Two dogs are happy to meet each other and play together.

Kkkkkkkkk! Kkkkkkkkk!

“Hey where on earth is this guy? Huh. Isn’t it Yeondu? “Where are you now?”

Panting. Yeondu who met her zookeeper for the first time in a long time is busy running up to her putting her arms around her shoulders and licking her face.

In response a member of the Yangsan Bakdae who was dispatched to the Chusaldae clicked his tongue and frowned.

“I told you to look for the enemy but you ended up falling asleep after playing with the dog.”

“That’s not it the dog that disappeared a while ago has come back.”

“That’s probably fine so let’s find Seomuncheong quickly.”

“yep. good night. Green finds Yeondu!”

The dog breeder put a cloth soaked in scent in front of the dogs’ noses to put them to sleep.

However Chorok looked at Yeondu and Yeondu just looked at him panting wondering if she had forgotten everything in the few days they had been together.

“What are these rebellion?”

—-

Cheong turned over Chu Jong-hyang.

If he had been left alone there would have been no problem tracking him but the problem was that he played ate and slept with twenty-one canines.

It was amazing that Cheong’s back was covered in animal fur almost like a fur coat.

So as far as the dogs could smell the entire forest in all directions smelled like Chujong Incense.

So if you follow the dog breeder’s lead you will find a missing dog a pack of wolves running away after seeing several humans or a group of owners reunited with the missing dog and another tracking team.

And here is the 47th trillion.

You can know the power by the number attached to the group.

As the number attached to the tracking group increases the power decreases rapidly.

In particular if the number exceeds 40 times the second-rate warrior that is the military assistant becomes the chaff to the extent that the commander is the commander.

So the place where the forty-seven men of Chusal arrived following the dog was full of broken human remains.

Ugh. Week.

Even intact bodies are difficult to find.

The roughly torn body pieces fell all over the place and some even got caught on trees as the 47 trillion members could not bear to throw up at the cruel and disgusting scene.

“Cough.”

It was then. A hard cough heard from somewhere.

The forty-seven team leader hurriedly follows the sound.

“Cough.”

“There are survivors! Hey calm down! “What group is there?”

Unfortunately looking at his condition he is likely to die soon.

“Ugh… we’re forty-one.”

“Yes forty-one trillion. What kind of Seomuncheong is this? “Did she do this?”

“No not that bitch….”

The survivor continues speaking with difficulty.

“If not Seomuncheong who made this? “It’s impossible for that bitch to have a friend.”

“no. “That’s not it.”

The survivor lets out a cough.

As blood and sputum mixed with internal organs flowed from the corners of the mouth the survivor knew he was about to die.

Right before I died I wondered if I had known that this would happen I would have tried to live a good life but if I had done it right I wonder if I would not have died so meaninglessly.

Thus at the last moment of life one uses all one’s strength to convey danger to those who remain.

“Bear Bear has appeared…”