I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 44



[Episode 44] Going to the Volcano

People have something to say but they’re so shocked that they can’t even speak and they just open their mouths.

Paengdaesan Mountain was exactly like that.

Cheong giggled.

“It’s too much. Was our friendship this bad? mountain?”

“under…”

In Cheong’s opinion pranks should be mutually enjoyable.

Even if it goes beyond a little bit it should be limited to making you slightly upset.

If the other person is upset it becomes an argument rather than a joke.

So it was right to reveal it at this level.

If you act like a woman it will only cause more irritation.

This precise measurement of the line was the true talent that Cheong was born with.

Let him come to his senses.

Cheong turned around.

“But this friend only drinks alcohol alone? “Can I get you a drink too?”

Cheong lifted the stacked glasses from the table and held them out.

Changbin Dojang trembled and hurriedly grabbed the bottle.

Then he held the bottle of liquor with both hands and filled the glass with a very polite shaking expression.

“uh. here…”

“Why are your hands dropping like this?”

“Oh no no. “I have a bit of a tremor…”

What do you mean tremor?.

what? Was he not an expert?

After all everyone in the group is the ultimate warrior and it can’t just be that way.

Cheong ignored it and tapped the table.

“ruler. Then get a drink too.”

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“ah. yes.”

Changbin quickly emptied his glass and held it forward.

They said it was tremors and the symptoms seemed severe.

He was shaking so much that it was difficult to pour him a drink.

However Cheong was a master of the late peak period.

One of the greatest aspects of a martial artist who had reached his late peak was the ability to pour alcohol neatly even in a trembling glass.

It is said that if you go beyond the peak of transcendence and reach the state of harmony you will be able to pour alcohol even from a flying glass.

This is the reason why masters have been respected since ancient times.

“Well since it’s nice to meet you let’s have a toast.”

“Cheers…”

Cheong took a gulp of clear liquor.

It was a strong Baekgeon-ah the scent of which came out through the nose.

After all they are from a rich family so this is not an ordinary drink.

The hot strong drink that went into an empty stomach vomited fire.

Cheong trembled.

“Okay. good night.”

Long slender fingers pick up dried fish.

Joongwon’s love for pretty hands has been famous since ancient times.

When it comes to beauty the shape of the hands is unconditionally considered.

That’s what they say “Seomseom Oksuni” or “Okji consumption.”

Paeng Daesan who had been staring blankly at the white finger suddenly came to his senses.

But were the hands originally shaped like that?

Looking at her suddenly improved beauty and the shape of her hands there was something that caught my eye.

A complete transformation.

When the body reached its peak and was reorganized its natural white color would also be surpassed.

“Have we just reached the peak?”

Cheong answered while chewing on the fish shell.

“no? “I did gain a little bit of enlightenment though.”

It was truly a small realization and one that no one here knew about.

This is the realization you need when you want to reach the peak.

He just skipped over to Yamae and learned Cheong first and later made a very strange growth by supplementing enlightenment.

Only Cheong who did not know that fact was proud of himself.

Hey. You seem to be gaining enlightenment?

Of course not.

“I thought he had undergone a complete transformation. Or something? “Have you learned any magic?”

“Juanjutsu?”

Cheong made that expression and tilted his head.

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An innocent but stupid expression that says you don’t know anything.

“ah.”

Paeng Daesan muttered softly.

It’s been so long I’ve forgotten this ignorance.

“Dong Juan… no it’s okay. “They say it because their face has changed.”

“ah. I learned a few martial arts. “It’s a deal that makes you pretty.”

“You learned fairy ball? “On that bird?”

“and! “You know Fairy Princess!”

“What on earth does that sound like?” ha.”

The effects of the easily available Fairy Ball included whitening the skin and teeth brightening the eyes and removing unnecessary flab.

Of course since this was the core of the Joongwon beauty image her supernormal abilities could be said to be very remarkable.

It was also the trait of the beauties of the Central Plains.

However it was really rare for a fairy ball to have such an off-white shape.

Would it be as good as the visions of Bangpa a famous woman with many beauties?

The priestess’ gate the main gate the Hall of Heavenly Flowers the Hwanhui Palace…

Otherwise it would be a magic attack rather than a magic attack from the North Sea Ice Palace where even men end up like women as a side effect of martial arts.

“This time I have a master. Because you recognize the genius of this body. “He asked so much that I had no choice but to become his disciple.”

“What on earth is that rude? No it’s okay. The teacher must have understood and taught me. “Anyway you have a teacher?”

“uh. This person is Seomun Surin. Did you also give him a last name? That’s why I am Seomuncheong.”

“Ugh.”

Suddenly there was the sound of someone drinking alcohol next to me.

“Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk…”

If strong alcohol exceeding 50% is used in prayer it becomes bitter nabal and ugly.

Changbin coughed violently and his eyes turned red.

Nevertheless he somehow managed to take control.

“So are you talking about the elder Seo Mun-su-rin the great mother who is the presiding elder of the female priesthood…?”

“ah! “You know our master!”

“No please tone down your words…”

“ah. “This guy is from Tumun right?”

Cheong was curious and looked at Changbin.

Seomun Surin said that if there is a monk or middle-class person who is fussing in front of you for no reason you should mention his name.

They said that even if a long-time scholar came they wouldn’t be able to treat their students carelessly.

“No Geomwoo. Are you saying that Geomwoo was truly the best swordsman among women and studied swordsmanship from the swordswoman of her time?”

“uh? “Didn’t I tell you?”

“I didn’t. I really thought that Sword Wu’s sword power was not ordinary sword power. The successor of the world’s best sword family and the disciple of the master of swords became friends through swords and met. “Such an amazing relationship…!”

“What is so special? “If you give it meaning in that way all relationships are extraordinary.”

“So you have truly reached the state of Geogeomgang?”

“Eogeomgam? I don’t know. ah. Instead fly around on a sword.”

The horror of a nuclear bomb falling from the sky was something you could never understand unless you experienced it.

“Flight of the sword! Have you truly reached that level? ah. oh my god. “I wish I could visit you just once and see that supreme swordsman just once.”

“Wouldn’t that be a bit difficult?”

Namgung Shinjae was panting as if he was about to run out of breath.

As Cheong was giving a rough answer a rough voice drifted in.

“Namgoong hyung. Aren’t you talking? “Is that why you put your name on the priestess’ list?”

“no. An outsider disciple. “I said it would be difficult for me to join due to some circumstances but the teacher said it was okay.”

“Hmm.”

Paengdaesan groaned.

Apparently it wasn’t a lie that his godmother had captured him and asked him to become her disciple.

If the old man who is already the most powerful person in the world would go to the extent of accepting an unreasonable number of disciples from outside the circle as his disciples.

If you think about it it might have been worth it.

A female warrior who entered her peak stage at a young age.

It was a persuasive story even if the godmother’s nature was only half of what was known to the public.

“But why is he accompanying Namgung?”

“Is that because it’s a sword?”

“What the hell is that Geomwoo? “No I don’t need to explain it but I can understand it at least…”

“I was going to see the volcano. Sword cliff? I heard that’s worth seeing? “I’m also curious about the volcano itself.”

“No even if I say it it’s not that light. no. Done. No. for a moment.”

Peng Daesan’s eyebrows twitched.

“What about the other party members?”

“I don’t have any?”

No other party?

Peng Daesan frowned.

“Are you saying we’re traveling alone now?”

“yes?”

“You know that Amman has that kind of personality but you’re traveling with a man with a woman’s body right?”

Cheong smiled and answered.

“The way I see it our swordsman doesn’t care about such things. “I guess there are only people in the world with swords and people without swords?”

“exactly. There are only two types of people in the world. Indeed through my heart I can now say that I am the chief swordsman.”

“Ooh. “District prosecutor.”

It’s about the story of writing.

It was an anecdote between Baek-ah and Jongja-gi who had a legendary friendship that was famous for being the strongest in Chinese history.

The level of friendship between the two was such that they could have a conversation just by playing without having to say anything.

From then on I called my best friend someone who knows sounds.

“Don’t change your mind for no reason.”

Paeng Daesan’s voice taking the conversation again dropped a note.

Cheong raised his palm.

“for a moment! Stop! what? Are you still sad? What would you do if you were there? Heukyeonghoe? Is that right? I can’t fight with them. “The weaker side should be cut.”

“That wasn’t the story…”

Paeng Daesan’s voice returned to its original state.

Now that I think about it is there really a need to care?

What does it matter who this crazy woman travels with?

Moreover as he said Geomchi was the most harmless man in the world to women.

Even if it was just the two of us traveling we would have just sparred all day.

Originally he was a guy who had nothing else on his mind.

“Anyway this is the way to the volcano?”

“huh.”

“It just worked out. “I was on my way back to the volcano with Changbin.”

“hmm? “Would you like to go together?”

Peng Daesan’s eyebrows twitched.

“why? “You don’t like it?”

“no. “I like it…”

Cheong turned his head.

Changbin desperately waved his hand and shook his head briefly then lowered his head when he saw the gaze coming towards me.

“Ignore that. Since my brother’s lifelong wish was to travel with a woman you can think of it as granting one wish at this time.”

“No Pang-au that’s it. Still I’m the eldest member of the Jamryong branch so it’s too much to say.”

“Why don’t you just drink that delicious drink? “Wouldn’t it be delicious to have a woman?”

“Hmm.”

It was a sound that somehow gained momentum.

Changbin calmly raised his glass.

“So did you get the guest?”

“no. I came here because I liked it but the women built a wall. “I thought our mountain must be here.”

“You mean you didn’t catch it. Then magazine now.”

Then he called Jeomsoi and helped him to his room.

After all what does it mean to be a good friend?

Besides it’s just that he’s from a rich family.