I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 376



[Episode 376] I told you to come and have fun, right?

Chinese New Year!

To the Qing people it is better known as Lunar New Year but it is the greatest holiday of the Chinese people both in name and reality.

Of course there is no people even if they are not Chinese that does not celebrate this day when one year ends and a new year begins.

It is said that in the long past there was a monster called Nian (年) with big horns who would climb into the human world every year when the year changed and eat people.

But what this monster bitch fears most is drinking red lanterns.

So in order to drive away this ghost the Chinese people put red paper on the gates on New Year’s Day filled the village with lanterns banged on bamboo and drank heavily.

And what happened after gunpowder came out?

Gunpowder creates light and light chases away monsters with a loud roar.

This is also a fact depicted in Subakdo.

So ahead of the New Moon thousands of lanterns in Namnyeong light up the streets and the land is bright.

In the legal nightlife which is only allowed for a few days a year drinkers are already drunk enough to make noise children are giggling and playing beggars are full for the first time in a long time lovers hold hands and men who have established families roam the streets surrounded by wives and concubines.

Even lonely men and women boldly reach out at this time and it is truly a night overflowing with abundance joy and fertility on the cold earth.

However there were some people who enjoyed this good day which was only one day a year with twisted personalities.

Don’t be happy!

Although he didn’t say it out loud the look in his eyes that said he would kill anyone if he got caught was exactly what he meant.

These are the warriors of Yoga Yeombang.

Someone like this is going to lose their life from the first day of the first month.

The kids are running around and they all need to burn in hell. The kites over there who are holding hands and going to eat each other must all be burned. The kids over there who are laughing and the kids who are drinking over there must all be burned.

Of course the warriors of Yeombang have some inherent personality problems.

But it’s still worth understanding.

Because he was about to take the lead in the battle that was about to take place.

So of course my nerves are on edge and I make a solemn determination to see if I can survive this wonderful Jeongdan (the old name for the Lunar New Year) and see the morning sun.

Of course this is how low-level warriors feel.

The three combat groups belonging to the Sadōryeon follow in the footsteps of the Yeombang warriors and I don’t know if they are serious or bluffing but they are flirting with the idea that this year will be a great year for them as they are about to see blood as soon as the new year begins.

It was the advance of Yoga Yeombang.

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It was a very Sapa-like atrocity.

If you think about common sense and set the deadline until this year who would attack as soon as the year ends?

However there was a strong opinion of Jo Gwang-ang of Baekryeon Iron Fist Danju of the Baekwoongdan a combat unit under the SaParyeon that it was the art of war that went beyond common sense.

It is not that there was no opposition.

However Jo Gwang-ang silenced all opposing opinions with one word.

‘Are you really afraid?’

In the style of Cheong’s hometown he was the final intention of the man who said ‘Hey Jjol?’ and was the culprit in causing disasters including injuries large and small.

Thus Yoga Yeombangju Yohwanjeol and the masters of the Four Schools took the lead followed by the ordinary Buddhist disciples of the Four Schools and behind them the battle team contingent of the Four Schools was rolling their eyes as if no one was running away.

So it’s the day before the decisive battle no it’s the day of the decisive battle!

Yohwanjeol takes a step toward Namnyeong Yoga and heads to the manor of Gyerim Sword School which will become the family’s new home.

I would never have imagined that the Gyerim Swordsmen would be swept away so quickly.

If the news got out they would hastily close the gate and gather disciples but they would be swept away without a chance to do anything in front of the elite warriors of Yoga Yeombang (according to Yeombangju’s claim) and the reinforcements of the Sadōryun who had already prepared for battle.

“hmm?”

But why?

Instead of preparing for battle the huge gate of the manor was opened wide and the place was brightly lit with lanterns.

Inside which is clearly visible the table has already been set up for a banquet and everyone is giggling with bright expressions.

The masters including Yo Hwan-cheol Jo Gwang-ang and Sa Sa Bo-yeol look at each other and exchange glances.

‘How can this happen?’

‘I don’t know either.’

Since there was not even a sign posted on the wide open gate removing the gatekeeper from the banquet hall also meant that anyone could come in without hesitation.

At this point you become so absurd and embarrassed that you become speechless stunned and don’t know what to do.

Either they are depressed because they will soon be kicked out or they have already disappeared into the night or they are in the mood to make a life-or-death decision. They are holding a party.

“Is it really true that you can’t spit on a smiling face? “It looks like the Gyerim Swordsmen used a plan!”

Jo Gwang-ang a self-proclaimed master of military strategy is the only one who understands and is impressed.

“It seems like they thought that if they laughed and had fun and showed themselves defenseless because it was auspicious day they wouldn’t be able to attack but hey that’s naive. The path of an apostle is the path of a loser. Acknowledgment is just a luxury and we walk the path of asura!”

Jo Gwang-ang leader of Baekungdan shouted arbitrarily.

The Black Wolf Danju Hyeju Biho Saheun and the White Tiger Danju Bokju First Sword Munjeong Station were the first sura path that they had never agreed to.

Following Jo Gwang-ang who is walking the path of Sura as he pleases the two Danju of Yeombangju and the three Bubanjus as well as a group of others rush into the gate first.

Then looking at the front of the spacious manor yard Kang Su-yang the head of the Gyerim Swordsman looks surprised at the largest table set up.

“Isn’t it the yoga guy who sells salt? “What brings you here?”

First of all he’s a yoga guy selling salt in Haidae.

What’s wrong with a lowly salt seller?

It was Kang Soo-yang who completely turned Yo Hwan-cheol’s mind upside down from the first word.

This is the way of political factions.

I guess it could be said that double greed is mean so we always try to find a way to get it back.

In this respect Cheong is closer to the Sapa people or even to the Sapa people she is closer to a poisonous witch who is extremely vicious.

“Oh you came to say hello too. Okay since we’ve come this far I should have a drink. cancer. “It shouldn’t be like that.”

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“who! “Who is saying hello?”

“huh? Are you saying you didn’t come to say hello? “I brought all the samurai with me so I thought I should have stopped by to say hello.”

“Fuck that stupid trick-”

“stop!”

Suddenly Jo Gwang-ang interrupted Yeom Bang-ju’s conversation.

Yeombangju Yo Hwan-cheol was moved to tears.

No matter how much he is an expert in the Apostolic Alliance he is still the leader of a faction. What kind of face will he lose if he abruptly cuts off the conversation like this?

Yeom Bang-ju’s sarcasm was deeply offending but if he were someone who could understand such feelings in the first place he would not have stopped talking.

“Haha it looks like Munju is trying to avoid disaster with a trick but I think you should read the military history more. “Unknowing strategies are helpless in the face of true attack methods and what Sun Tzu emphasized to Sangmu is that the best defense is preparedness. A force that is always ready for battle is the true defense.”

I don’t know what Kang Soo-yang is talking about but she looks at Jo Gwang-ang with a sullen look in her eyes as if she should come in first.

“Haha are you embarrassed that your plan that risked the fate of the sect was discovered? But there is nothing to be too discouraged. “There is no need for your pride to be hurt just because you were defeated by Jo Gwang-ang the White Lotus Fist fighter whose name is widely known for his mysterious strategy.”

For a moment Cheong’s eyes lit up. One two.

“White Lotus Tekken!”

Cheong suddenly screamed to himself.

Besides the volume should be normal.

Cheong began to sweat as the crowd gathered in puzzlement.

The fact that the lady is repeating this song seems to be some sort of rule shared among the locals. I guess not now.

“Uh um… I just thought I heard it somewhere. Just have that conversation. “Oh I wanted to eat this. It’s my favorite um what kind of stew? So um stew it looks delicious.”

“older brother? “That’s not a stew it’s the oil removed from the hotpot-”

“fizzle. “Be careful.”

Cheong made an awkward sound and ate a spoonful of the oil he had saved to use for cooking later and forced himself to create a natural atmosphere by saying nonsense such as ‘Hmm this is the most delicious oil so it’s really oily.’

So Jo Gwang-ang thought.

Is this a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of? Anyway I did it.

“Hmm hmm. Anyway Moonju. A strategy is just a strategy. “If the leader has drawn his sword there is no turning back so don’t leave a stupid record of being killed while enjoying a feast in front of an enemy attack even now-”

It was a time when Jo Gwang-ang was showing off like that for a while.

Suddenly a bright voice filled with profound history shakes the audience.

“The King is reigning! “As King Deokhyeon takes his seat everyone should greet their father with the utmost respect!”

The disciples of the Gyerim Sword Sect who had already agreed with him stopped the banquet they were enjoying all at once and knelt down in a polite manner.

The disciples of the Gyerim Sword Sect had already bowed to the king when he came to reign so it is sufficient to simply kneel and be polite to living people in accordance with the law prohibiting bowing twice in one sitting.

Yeom Bangju and other experts were greatly embarrassed by this.

King? King? suddenly?

I wonder if this sounds like a bolt from the blue.

At that time Jayu comes out of the main hall and sits behind Kang Su-yang.

It turned out that there was a higher seat behind the head of the table so the highest head of the table was set aside.

And he put his elbows on the table rested his chin on them and said-

“hmm? What is it? “What are they doing? How dare they look at the blood of the Son of Heaven and still keep their backs straight?”

“majesty. The guy standing in front of you is a salt seller called Yogi and he seems to have come to pay his respects after hearing the rumor that His Majesty was visiting.”

“Oh really? From what I heard at first glance it seemed like he was angry about who was greeting him?”

Only then did Yo Hwan-cheol begin to think.

‘Crazy guys! I asked them to vacate the manor and they brought in the real king!? ‘You cowardly bastards who don’t even know the inviolability of government affairs!’

The bell hasn’t even rang to signal midnight yet.

These are the thoughts of someone who invaded before the sun had even passed.

But shouldn’t death be fatal and the living should live?

“no! I guess I stopped by to say hello to His Majesty the King whom I always admire the most! “Happy New Year Your Majesty!”

Yo Hwan-cheol was about to bow but stopped.

It was Kang Su-yang the lord of the Gyerim swordsman who took a seat in front of the unidentified king who was sitting awkwardly.

If you bow like this isn’t it like bowing to Kang Su-yang?

“Well Moonju. Are martial arts greetings inherently so disrespectful? “No matter how royal you are you can’t bend your knees?”

“no! “A thousand years a thousand years a thousand years!”

Yo Hwan-cheol almost throws himself and raises both arms and shouts Cheonse.

Freedom’s gaze is directed to the dispatched expert of the Safa Alliance who still doesn’t know what to do.

“Nanny Kanghorangjung sends greetings to Your Majesty! May your life be eternal!”

“Bokju’s Hwa Mo sends her greetings!”

“Hyeju’s wife sends greetings!”

“This is Jo Gwang-yang from Heongyang! Hello!”

With Bo-yeol at the forefront the experts of the Safarian League also rushed to their feet.

The manor reception area and the place where the king resides is the sanctuary of the central plain.

“Are you coming? There’s still some time left before the new year. I hope you all have a happy new year too. Hmm but it looks like there are so many people outside.”

Sooyang Kang gives a blunt answer.

“Aren’t they all people who came together on a good night to say hello to His Majesty?”

“okay? They are truly remarkable people. However it seems like the long-awaited New Year’s good night will pass by if I have to receive greetings from everyone. Yeah that’s how I feel. “I think the Emperor will have to come and greet me in person.”

So the benevolent King Deokhyeon personally walked out of the gate and greeted the crowd of visitors.

“Lord Deokhyeonchin live forever! “A thousand years!”

“Lord Deokhyeonchin live forever! “A thousand years!”

Kang-ho’s wives were so moved that they all put their knees and elbows and foreheads on the ground and shouted for the noble Wang-ho to leave the world.

So loud that the whole of Namnyeong rang.