I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 362



[Episode 362] Whether you sleep or wake up, be careful of the fire. Let’s see the fire that has been extinguished again.

Cheong hugs the young and old and flies into the sky.

I feel like I’m really sick of it today.

The thrilling heart-pounding feeling of floating and the experience of falling while adapting to gravity are repeated so there is time to think about other things.

Fortunately the water below is reflected.

I thought it would be a big deal if the cart broke on the way or its trajectory would fall short or further and it would fall into the river by mistake but I was very fortunate.

In fact Cheong is confident that he will survive.

I am confident that I will survive even if I am captured by the Geumui Commission.

What is dangerous is freedom and solidarity.

Freedom dies when caught by the Geumwiwi.

However if the cart goes straight up the mountain the way to live like this opens up.

As Cheong approaches the surface he releases tension into the air and turns over.

So the three of them plunged headfirst into the water!

In a flash heads rise above the surface of the water.

Cheong hugs the two people in a backstroke-like position and splashes with them.

“Oh are you okay?”

“What the hell are you doing with such a reckless and precious body? Wang Wang what are you doing?”

“Just check for a moment to see if he’s still breathing but don’t wake him up. I have a serious injury too right? If freedom struggles then I have no choice. Then each of us will abandon our lives. “Those who will live must live.”

At that Yeonpa’s spirit was awakened.

It’s not that I’m afraid of being thrown away but that I come to my senses out of shock after hearing something so absurd.

If I had been inclined to abandon it in the first place I wouldn’t have come all the way here with the cart.

Should I call her a very foolish and foolish bitch or loyal?

“You’re just saying things that you don’t even mean. Tsk tsk. “Hmm it looks like he just ran out of energy and went into the water for a while.”

“What is flooding? Real flooding is flooding. “It’s just an extension.”

“A noble person does not stretch out. That’s why it should be precious.”

“What if I say that you were literally submerged? “It looks like it was flooded.”

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Now all you have to do is grab a large piece of debris from the cart and float it away…

But even if you look left and right there are no trees.

Why are there no trees? Where has everyone gone?

It wouldn’t have burned up like it was breaking through the atmosphere or something. But where?

However even if you look around Amman you cannot see any trees to lean on.

Thanks to this Cheong doesn’t know how to show his expression.

It is a movement of swinging one arm and two legs while hugging them with one hand.

Every time he flails his arms and legs he protests with strong pain in his side and his face is distorted unable to erase the sad expression.

Rosewood sinks in water.

In the first place it would be strange for a material harder than mid- to low-grade steel to float in water.

Cheong who doesn’t know that fact is just mean.

Why on earth can’t I go comfortably?

“Are you hurt?”

Yeonpa’s voice is full of concern.

“You said you were hurt from the beginning. I was wondering if the sides were sticking together anymore but looking at this I guess they’ve burst again. “The crack in the bone spread further instead of sticking together.”

“joy. It’s a shame. Seeing that the words came out okay I guess he’s still alive. Have you ever cracked a bone? I really can’t even move. “If you try to move even a little it screams and collapses.”

“You have to persevere with grit. “It’s because I don’t have grit. Guts.”

Cheong’s swimming gradually speeds up.

It wasn’t because my strength was gradually increasing and it wasn’t because I was angry because of the pain that felt like lava flowing down my side.

This is because the current is getting stronger.

As it is located halfway between the upper and middle reaches of the Musu River the flow rate is considerable and the slope is steep so the water stream bends from the erosion cliffs of Gyeokmoksan Mountain and heads west straightening out and gaining speed.

“Yeonpa. It’s closer to floating rather than swimming right? “Can’t you see anything like a village?”

The best way to find a house in case of distress is to follow the water all the way down.

The water technology of the primitive and ancient barbarian central plains is actually surprisingly close to the cutting edge.

However the technology is not used to make already large cities more convenient or to build residences based on the capital.

Technology in this era is the exclusive property of precious people who cannot be surpassed by lowly things.

Cloth items just need to be uncomfortable.

We must not dare to become comfortable with technology.

So if a river with this much water flowed it would definitely surround the village.

Just like that the rivers flowing in each other for a long time meet the cliff and head north as Cheong floats away with the current.

And as soon as it floats away again and turns to the east the mountain range suddenly falls away revealing a rice field on the northern bank of the river on the right.

“There’s a village over there!”

It was the most welcome sound I’ve ever heard.

So towards the riverside.

All three of them were wearing fur coats so they were full of water and were quite heavy.

In addition if you are floating in the water and then suddenly come back to the ground your body cannot adapt and it puts even more weight on your whole body.

Lightning continues to strike in Cheong’s head.

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I really want to cut out my side.

I think it wouldn’t hurt if I didn’t have it.

Cheong woke up the frail young fellow thinking that he would be disappointed if he heard his side.

I’m going to be alone with a normal topic and I’m going to fill it with a lot of hate! Clap clap!

“Free freedom?”

“You bitch how dare you touch Wangya’s cheek-”

“Huh huh huh huh. Is this you? “Yeonpa Yeonpa?”

“Wang! The thousand are here! Are you out of your mind!? “How are you feeling?”

“Hmm there isn’t a single place that doesn’t hurt. But um.”

Freedom gently caressed my cheek.

“I thought I hit my head on my carriage but was it my cheek? “It’s really throbbing.”

In response Yeonpa’s eyes looked like ax blades and glared at Cheong.

Cheong pretended to observe forest fire smoke rising in the distance.

So the less injured bitch and the weak one supported the heavily injured old bitch from side to side and headed towards the village.

A village should be a village.

If it’s a group village it’s really hard and you die at that time.

A remote village in the central plains is like a small warlord that has completed fortification.

Of course they don’t accept foreigners.

However the walls created by connecting houses are clearly visible.

It was a fortified village style in the central plains.

Still it is encouraging that the gate-like entrance is wide open.

I don’t think they are closed-minded people at all.

Wouldn’t it be possible to give away all the fur coats and take a break for a while?

However it was Cheong’s miscalculation.

The fact that the entrance was open did not mean that even outsiders would be accepted but that the village was empty.

Since there was a forest fire everything would splatter.

It worked out better.

These fortress village guys cannot be trusted so if you don’t let them in they are an obstacle and even if you let them in there is a high probability that they will turn into robbers.

Were there several chimneys with smoke rising?

Were you in such a hurry that you didn’t even turn off the fire?

Even if we are lucky enough to avoid a forest fire the village will burn down to the ground.

Then there is nothing we can do.

I can take a break in return for not cracking down on fire.

Just like that Cheong burst into the building which was still smoking.

Then a gasp of surprise comes out.

“Who are you?”

“oh. There was someone there. Sorry…”

He was an old man with a completely bent back.

I was startled by the sudden home invasion but I was surprised by the river water flowing through my coat and my lips turning white.

More than anything he seemed to be troubled by the pitiful sight of Liberty who was shaking violently as if she had been hit by an earthquake.

They immediately place you in front of the fire cover you with a blanket and pour plenty of hot tea into a bowl.

Hot water is a great way to raise body temperature.

As hot tea enters your cold aching body you feel an ecstasy as if your entire body is melting and relaxing.

“Thank you.”

“Thank you for your favor.”

“A hunter dog? Since you picked up a sword are you a martial artist? Well it hurts so much that it has meaning. “It looks like he was immersed in water after seeing the fire.”

“It’s similar.”

When the general public sees the soldiers dressed as bandits this feeling immediately arises.

Bandits dress like beggars who live in the mountains.

Do not walk around wearing a good quality fur coat a fur hat and fur shoes.

“I think the villagers took refuge. “Is the old man still here?”

“I used to live here so where do I go? Well my grandmother is buried behind me so can you help me get on board? “I think it’s time to go meet my grandmother.”

“ah…”

“Groya. The fire went out. “It’s okay.”

Liberty and Yeon faction look at Cheong.

One of the characteristics of the fortified villages where people live in isolation with no connection to the world is their harsh dialect.

Because it has been modified by living alone among them for a long time it is no different from a foreign language that cannot be understood except for a few words that are not related to the local dialect.

But Cheong understands very clearly.

However it seems that what Cheong is saying is straightforward but he doesn’t think it’s strange that the old man is understanding it.

This is because it is a basic human mindset to think that if you understand something others will also understand it.

“The government army set fire to the mountain.”

“Huh. What? “It’s time to reach your age Mr. Anit.”

Suddenly the old man moves busily and packs his belongings.

Cheong is confused.

“I heard you can’t leave your wife behind?”

“The official left the wealth. That’s why it’s not a fire. He’s a traitorous bastard! Ssangnomu bastard deal that will eat you! I have to soak all the meat in the dishwasher and give it to my mom to get Darrell out! “Juggles are bad news for my nemesis Nomdil.”

You can die from a fire but you cannot die from a fire started by the government.

The dialect and profanity are similar.

Since it’s the government’s official duty they have to make the damn salted pork for the yuksi meal and feed it to their parents to cut off the relationship.

It clearly shows what the old man thinks of the government officials and the people of the country.

The lotus trembles at the horribly blasphemous sound.

“This old man.”

“stop.”

Liberty’s expression as she dries the green onions is dark.

The old man packed his bags and left leaving only the guests in the house whose owner had disappeared.

“It’s better. Freedom to take a break. I drink some more hot water and when I feel hot I take off my wet clothes and wrap myself in a blanket. I’ll bring you some dry clothes and something to eat. “Can you help me dig up a kite?”

“Oh my gosh I can’t go.”

“No I didn’t say anything to someone. “It’s as big as a flower.”

“what? Oh my a very young and lively woman is opening her eyes like a devil to take advantage of an old woman. “I was trying to catch a very old man who was bleeding from all the wounds on his body.”

“ah. Then tell me. Please take off your wet clothes dry off and wait. Even though I want to take care of the wound right away I need to find a clean cloth to put on the affected area. “Ugh.”

Cheong stood up and groaned.

My body feels heavy my whole body aches and I feel pain on my side as if fire-damaged nails are flowing instead of blood.

Freedom will freeze to death if you go out or you will get a fever from the cold and something big will happen. What should I do when I hear that the wave broke through and the torn spot opened?

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In fact Yeonpa thought that Cheong was making a big deal out of it.

They say it hurts because muscles are torn and bones are cracked but if such an injury actually occurs it hurts just to breathe so much so that a person can’t even sleep and suffers a lot.

I heard that the girl who pulled the cart with such force and held on to two people and swam close to half an hour was in pain.

So Cheongman continued to be busy.

We couldn’t even put our butts together properly because we had to pack the remaining food a change of clothes etc. sew up the open wounds on the green onions apply medicine wrap them in cotton cloth and boil all the remaining ingredients and serve them as a mixed porridge.

It was only after the meal was over that Cheong was finally able to look at his side.

Cheong who was removing the bandage that was compressing the affected area let out a series of groans.

And the Yeon faction was astonished.

“You you this girl do that.”

The right side of my waist was sharply dented inward like a gourd but the left side on the other hand was bulging outward to the point where I wondered if a pregnant woman with a baby on her side would look like this.

The affected area which had subsided and turned black burst again and a new purple bruise appeared on top of the bruise.

On top of the black swollen bruises purple baby bruises are sticking out making them lumpy and disgusting.

“How in the world is this so cruel?”

It was only then that Yeonpa realized that Cheong’s words were not serious. His bones were cracked up and down and his muscles were literally torn.

“How did you walk around like this!? How on earth is this? “How can I do this?”

The green onion cried out in sorrow and stretched out its hand and retracted it but could not even touch the affected area.

“If it hurts this much shouldn’t I pretend to be sick? I don’t even know this and the old bitch in the world has a sprained eye.”

And then he couldn’t even hide his regret and just stamped his feet.

Cheong burst out laughing at that but then his complexion immediately changed due to pain.

“It’s worth holding on because I’m still in pain. And you can’t lie down because you’re sick. And well when you fight you don’t even know it hurts even if you get stabbed or cut.”