I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 351



[Episode 351] To Namnyeong

It was when Cheong was pondering whether that face was the one I knew or whether there were several Yangsanbakdae in Nokrim and Doosam was not actually a name but a title used by those daeju etc.

“Sura Miner!” “Dowoosam!” “Sura Miner!”

Oh was Dowsam a famous person?

On the way there was a witness who shouted Do-sam so I’m not sure who Do-sam was but I guess he called him by his name out of courtesy right?

I know that feeling because I’ve done it a lot too.

Aside from that you are a Sura miner.

It was only now that Cheong realized that Do-sam’s father Hope-in had a pretty cool nickname.

Do-sam don’t you think he’s quite famous for being the leader of a gang of bandits?

Of course if you are a master of flower painting you are famous but you are not famous.

I would say it is truly a thoughtless thought.

“Hehehe everyone knows it well. Then there is no need to say anything else right? “Pay the toll tax.”

Last time Do-Sam was a bastard with bad karma but he was still a serious and serious person.

It is unknown whether his personality has changed since he returned from the underworld or if he is impersonating him and not paying much attention to his personality.

“I will give it to you. “How much should I give?”

“Well. Let’s see. Is it rumored that you received a lot of money in return? Hey thousand years old how much do you usually get? Still Master Hwa-gyeong collects the toll tax but I’m sure he won’t be upset about it.”

However Cheong dared to step forward and say Master Pyo that guy is a fake it’s Do-sam! And I didn’t argue.

Because I learned at the cost of my body that I shouldn’t rush into something when I’m not feeling well and I don’t even know who I am.

You got hurt in Zhangjiajie too.

When Seomun Surin found out she shed tears and thought that her disciple was finally doing what she thought. She had grown enough to hold a memorial service to the priestess Yohee for a month and cast Gratitude Scooping Ashes.

Cheong quietly and quietly measures the size number and approximate level of the enemy.

Since my eyesight is poor my hearing is sharp.

Countless breathing sounds from left and right of the road.

There were ambushes on both sides of the lady and the number of bandits was spread out like this.

It was then.

“Oh yeah. The toll is one head per head.”

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“Kkeuk brother if there is one head per head doesn’t that count as heads? “Then shouldn’t it be the entire body of the two parties?”

“Either that or that. ruler. “If you give it up obediently I’ll spare your life.”

It was a line that Cheong would have said.

In fact Cheongdo was also deeply impressed.

If you surrender your head obediently I will spare your life. Oh it’s okay.

The bandits’ intentions were clear.

They’re saying they’re going to kill you all.

Jang Pyo-du was taken aback by that.

“How can you be like this?”

“Khaha! This body is Nokrim’s Yangsan Park’s Do-sam no Do-sam! If you want to blame blame me! “Now brothers!”

It was the moment when members of the self-proclaimed Yangsan Battalion grabbed their weapons and tried to rush in.

“for a moment! Ugh.”

madam. My body hurts and I scream.

Cheong who had been watching the whole time caught the perfect moment just before rushing in so the bandits looked at him wondering what was going on.

As Cheong moves forward limping he brushes against the head of the crane and his lips tremble.

-Ambushes on the left and right. There are a lot of numbers.

Hak Jangpyodu’s expression hardens.

This guy can’t control his facial expression….

So Cheong quickly opens his mouth.

“Wait a minute. I am currently on my way from Zhangjiajie and Doo-sam the head of Yangsan Bakdae has died. But there is someone here who claims Do-Sam again? “Who is that?”

“What do you mean!? Do-sam is dead?”

“My throat was cut. “Yangsanbakdae also failed.”

And Cheong boomed. I put my cane on the ground.

The bandits look at the Qing staff which has an excessively heavy and ugly weight and has a unique functional beauty that does not give up both the convenience of a hammer and a stick.

Everyone seemed amazed as if they were experiencing culture shock from a new culture.

Cheong got the estimate right.

These guys aren’t green bastards.

I cleaned the iron rod of Nangabong well and although I don’t know what it was carved with (since Cheong is a baby carpenter and not a baby iron rod) it revealed the appearance of a black dragon wrapping around the pole and ascending to heaven.

Since the head of the cat is facing towards the floor it looks like it is about to sink to the ground.

It’s a weapon that stands out just by looking at it.

What if the bandit complainants of Nokrim who claim to be the Yangsan Bakdae the elite of Nokrim don’t even recognize their chaeju’s weapons?

Cheong checked again just in case.

“Don’t you feel anything when you see this?”

“It’s a unique weapon. Is it a shape that is somewhere between a hammer and a nanga bong? “Does it look heavy?”

“It’s not that heavy. About four pounds?”

Puzzling looks are directed at Cheong as if asking whether he is sane.

“madam. You don’t know this. Come here for a moment and take a look. “I really don’t know what this is?”

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“What is that? speak up “Say.”

“Is that so? Don’t you know? …You don’t know. If so then yes that’s right. I guess you still can’t judge cause and effect by looking at this. But no. This story is um. Yes it’s still too early for you. But you will find out when the time comes. “Let’s stop talking about this.”

The veins on Do-sam Ho-ho-in’s forehead are blistering.

“What are you saying? “Isn’t this crazy?”

“Have you ever doubted the meaning of your existence? What kind of being is Do-sam? Is he born with that name? Or is he a Do-sam because he chose it with his own ego? Hehe. Judging by the expression on his face it seems like he doesn’t know. If so I’ll tell you…no let’s end this story here. “It’s too early for you.”

Do-sam felt like he had swallowed a sweet potato without chewing it out of inexplicable frustration.

“You’ve fallen so low that you can’t even see this. But memories are not definitive. Now can you take a look at this again? Can’t you see what’s written here? “Now look at this.”

Cheong pointed to a part of his staff.

“Dragon pattern? What’s wrong with the dragon pattern? Of course it’s extremely blasphemous.”

“hmm. Is that something like that?”

“What is that? Fuck! “Don’t just keep it to yourself feel relieved-”

“Miss I’m frustrated too. Oh. You can tell just by looking at the text written here. “Can’t you see it?”

“I can see and sleep and all I can see is the dragon.”

“madam. You can’t see it from far away! “Then take a closer look.”

Do-sam who had been walking about three steps without realizing it suddenly came to his senses.

“You bitch! What a trick to catch people off guard! “If you get close I’ll try to sneak attack you!”

Lady this doesn’t work.

However Cheong gave up the joke.

“Then I’ll throw it to you and you can take a look at it right? “It really doesn’t make sense if you don’t know ‘that’ even after seeing this.”

Do-sam is so curious about the ‘that’ that Cheong spoke so strongly that he almost turns away.

What on earth is that? Speak up! Don’t just keep it to yourself speak calmly! With a feeling like that.

“Oh so what is that?”

“I know it when I see it. Can you throw it to me? Or would you like to come here and see it up close?”

“Throw it. Gently. “You know when I’m being manipulative right?”

“They said they were going to kill me anyway. Take it well. “Don’t get scratched.”

Cheong threw Nangabong upward.

The moment Do-sam raises his arms against Nangabong which falls in a parabolic curve –

Damn!!

The head of Cheong extends further downward than Do-sam’s lower abdomen.

Tathagata God’s attack is just an extremely strong intangible long-distance palm attack.

Of course the fist hurts more than the palm so there is some truth to Shaolin’s saying that he forgot the Tathagata Shin while learning the Baekbo Sacred Fist.

Of course the best multi-valued multiplication function is not included in Baekbo Shinken.

He’s a top-notch guy. He can explode his head with a merciful blow from a Buddha with a lot of bets but when he reaches the climax even his skull becomes hard and he endures it all.

So I’m a little sorry that it’s man against man but we’re not in a relationship where we can even give that kind of consideration.

“Ugh!”

This is Do-sam who received a strong shock at the vital point below the danjeon.

The man had no choice but to bend his back due to his sadness and the half of the hammer head of Nangabong which had fallen down landed on the back of his head!

“evil!”

If it really hurts you won’t even scream.

Therefore when you see the scream that comes from a nangabong hitting the back of the head it means that the pain of being hit in the center of the man is much greater.

However Cheong had already taken off spouting the Pacheon Demon Energy with his feet.

The five-pound super-heavy weapon the Moonlight Greatsword draws a half-moon with its yellow sword.

Tuk. Doosam’s head was separated again.

Although there have been many deaths throughout history Do-Sam was probably the first person to have his head cut off twice.

At that sparks fly in Cheong’s head.

evil! my waist!

Pain is hate Hatred is power!

You bastards who are talking about these bandits!

My side is hurting because of you guys!

If the bandit complainants had heard they would have been beaten by a real bandit and screamed at the complainant for revenge.

However if you want to be treated like a bandit you have to share in the hardships as well.

It doesn’t fit the situation to be a bandit when stealing and to be a bandit only when being subjugated.

I thought that Cheong’s new form would continue to expand but the bandit’s head was split vertically in the continued trajectory.

Cheong screamed at the same time.

“what are you doing! Hit it!”

The warriors each grab their weapons and rush in.

Cheong’s expression which would normally be smiling brightly is subtle.

Stop moving! If this happens I will melt. If you are afraid of sepsis please cherish the affected area. It is not because of your side that protests.

what? Why can’t I just split it down to the philtrum?

Did I relax without realizing it because my back hurt?

The man who was holding the ax startled by the amazing sight of a blade sprouting from the back of his colleague’s head was struck vertically by the barbed wire of Nokrim Chongchaeju’s special cane causing the top of his head to sink all the way down to his forehead.

Ah good. Yes it tastes like this.

But it tastes like this but…

What is it that makes me feel so confused?

Why doesn’t it explode? Was it particularly stone-headed?

“Wow! Die! “Bandits!”

Each of the warriors rushes in raising their morale by shouting.

Cheong moves through them cutting with a knife cutting with a hammer turning and cutting with a barbed iron ball.

The reason I kept taking pictures was simple.

Because my side is sore I have no choice but to use the power of gravity to hit the Taisan tack.

The bandits are embarrassed by the warriors’ struggle and retreat.

In fact pilots may be the profession with the most exposure to actual combat.

As the three attack each other in pairs an extremely cruel tactic even though the bandits have the upper hand in terms of individual skills they are repeatedly pushed back hit with swords stabbed with javelins etc.

In addition the Transcendent Transcendent and Chojeolcheong are ascending the heavens one by one so they feel like they are hesitating and taking a step back but then they quickly turn their backs.

As Cheong runs after him one of the dogs violently bends his back looks back and keeps waving his arms in a wide motion as if telling him to get out.

If I thought it would go away just because I told it to I wouldn’t have chased after it.

It was a time when Cheong was about to take off again with a powerful forward explosion using the Cheonma Jinki.

Empty! A loud sound resounds as if something is being struck vigorously.

And the vicious screams of the bitter cracked winds. Memorize! And it’s fast not just memorization!

Without any hesitation Cheong jumped to the ground and slid down.

With the sound of pababak several arrows hit the spot where Cheong was.

It was so powerful that it dug deep into the frozen ground in winter and only stuck out the arrow’s feather.

Cheong barely gets up trembling with his burning side.

“Big…”

“Please save me…”

Cheong ran out to chase the enemy.

However the delegates were not that active.

Because a signer is a person who protects a sign.

This is because you are not a hunter who chases down and kills a fleeing enemy to the end as long as you defeat and chase away the enemy.

And arrows rained down on the warriors who had just defeated the enemy and were about to shout in victory.

It’s also a very powerful arrow.

So much so that even Cheong couldn’t dare to block or avoid it and threw himself violently to the ground.