I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 49



[Episode 49] Looking for someone.

Torture was extremely ineffective in terms of obtaining information.

Torture is an act that antagonizes the other person.

How can we trust the information revealed by a subject whose hostility has been heightened through torture?

In addition the person being tortured by the defendant watches the torturer’s attention to avoid the moment.

Rather than conveying accurate facts the torturer ends up telling what he or she wants to hear.

However Cheong did not know this anyway.

Even if I knew I wouldn’t have cared.

There was malice deep within my heart.

It was a powerful impulse that always whispered persistently.

Blood and blood. And more blood.

scream. A cry of pain. My blood is boiling and wheezing. Breath barely held together. A cry that was muffled and swallowed forcibly.

Eyes of all different charms widen into futility/disbelief in front of the intensely trembling intuition of death unable to settle down without focus.

Because all those moments of pain are so beautiful.

My body was trembling and I couldn’t hold my breath. There was a terrible pleasure that made every nerve bone joint and muscle in my body feel like it was on fire.

ah. This is why artists go crazy.

That was the reason I drew while inhaling mercury vapor and wrote while coughing up blood due to lung disease.

Then I guess my short-lived life wasn’t unfortunate.

Because I would have been happy for the rest of my life.

So the Qing’s attitude was different from torture.

It was closer to a quest for truth or a religious worship ritual.

By tearing at the flesh and turning over the muscles they instinctively estimated the damage to the target through moans screams and breathing sounds.

It was a quest to find out how to dismantle a living thing and somehow sustain its life.

To keep them alive and cause more pain.

So Cheong’s touch was delicate and careful.

It was the one and only teaching aid that I had obtained after a long time.

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Suddenly Cheong’s hand stopped.

ah. Could it be dangerous to touch anything else here?

It was a groundless intuition.

Hey it was nice for a while.

Cheong licked his lips and retreated.

“Please please please kill me…”

Only the royal grandson who had become a human-shaped blood seal prayed.

The vocal cords overworked by screaming made a sound like sand scraping and the squeezed lungs did not function properly.

“You did something bad right?”

Cheong giggled.

“We’re secret friends right? Won’t you just tell me a little bit? What do you do to get over 300 points?”

okay. I should have figured this out first.

I blew my head and head off without thinking.

Have I lived too thoughtlessly?

I admit it and reflect on it.

But anyway this world is at fault.

To suddenly kidnap someone who was living a good life.

“I deceived people…”

“ah. Missing people?”

Cheong tilted his head.

“Oh no. Is that really going to give me minus 300 points? “Is it such a bad thing to deceive people?”

“I knew they wouldn’t come back…”

“ah. Did He send you to die knowingly? That makes some sense. “How much did you spend?”

“Two or three a week. “It’s been over half a year like that.”

“what. Then grab this jjeom oh. Ten people in four weeks. If it’s been more than half a year it’s roughly over 60 people right? hmm. hmm. “That’s enough to pass.”

Cheong nodded.

If I drove at least 60 people to death I think I would have earned about 300 points of bad karma.

No no. Isn’t it?

Killing bad guys is good karma right?

“Is that it?”

“I also learned magic and magic.”

“Magong? “What magic?”

“Gongsimgong…”

Cheong doesn’t know martial arts anyway.

But I felt like I knew what it was just by hearing the name.

Gongsimgong. Isn’t it said that it is a heart-eating martial arts technique?

In fact the magician was more vicious than Cheong thought.

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With the vision of corrupted esoteric Buddhism Nie Shim-gong achieved the achievement of inner energy by consuming the heart purified through refining techniques.

Only by moving the true center of a nine-year-old child to the heart using Saihan Dafa to complete the black mind of Nie Sim-gong this process was accompanied by terrible pain.

In addition regardless of the quality and constitution of the person eating it the number of hearts eaten was enough to greatly increase achievement.

In fact even if he achieved greatness there was no significant improvement in his internal strength.

However the problem was the terrible practice method and the possibility of pulling out an expert in the practice.

This was the reason why King Seopsim was widely known throughout the world as a terrible magician.

“So you ate the heart?”

“Because they brought it to me…”

“Those people?”

“I don’t know what it is. I really really don’t know.”

It didn’t seem like a lie.

Cheong gently rubbed the back of his neck.

“Why not? Is there a need to learn magic by sacrificing people to strangers? It’s like eating a person’s heart but I guess that’s kind of delicious. “Do you come in a bit of a fresh state?”

“what….”

Cheong slapped me on the cheek.

“No shit. Cannibalism is not a good thing. sorry. I’m feeling a bit out of my mind. Why anyway? “Do you really need it?”

“Because Moonju wants to become Moonju…”

When I heard it it was more of a double than I thought.

That group of people is working on something with the stolen civilians and when they’re done they plan to attack the main gate.

At that time the eldest son Wang Sun-seok was seriously injured and only the second son Wang Sun-man was expected to defeat the enemies after a great performance.

Only then did joy bloom in Cheong’s heart.

ah. Is this bad karma worth the bad karma?

They were bastards anyway so I killed them well.

I confirmed that the hobby I had been doing had actually contributed to world peace.

You will feel rewarded and proud once again.

“Then now that I’ve told you everything please spare me.”

“What are you asking me to kill you just now?”

“please…”

I am afraid of people I cannot communicate with.

Cheong was in such a state as he was studying the mysteries of the human body with incredible concentration.

However after the conversation started a desire to live quietly emerged.

“what. I put my heart and soul into it. Thanks to you I was able to solve my problem.”

“You save me…”

Even though the skin on his face has peeled off a bright hope blooms on his face.

The will of people to want to live was once again remarkable.

Of course the people this bastard sold out would have done the same.

So I couldn’t kill him yet.

I was very careful to keep it alive so that it wouldn’t die but if I kill it now it will all be in vain.

“what. okay. I’m just looking at it this time. So always be thankful. Algan?”

The fun times are over!

How do happy times always pass so quickly?

Feeling regretful Cheong roughly threw Wang Sun-seok on the blanket and dragged him outside.

Although it was different from Wang Sun-seok’s expectations he ended up lying down on the blanket.

So at least partially the goal has been achieved.

Cheong opened the iron door and came out.

It was after the sun had already risen brightly.

Now that I think about it I think he was already a yellow guy when he led me to this suspicious basement asking if he knew a place where no sound would leak.

It was probably a place where I secretly ate my heart and met strangers.

Surprisingly Cheong looked quite clueless.

Of course his sleeves were dirty his face was rubbed with his hands and the nape of his neck was full of caked blood.

Still it looked relatively clean compared to the very unkempt look it usually wore.

Since the basement was not far from the main gate Cheong quickly welcomed the thieves at the main gate.

—-

Daejeongmun was very busy from the morning.

Because the precious guest went missing and the second child was nowhere to be seen.

Considering the guest’s perception they released the gate and conducted a search.

But in fact Daejeongmunju Wang Gaeyuk was not particularly worried.

I just went out in the morning to run errands.

The young masters of the Jamryong Branch looked worried but Hwangcheon was not a hideous city.

Wang Gaeyuk strongly believed that.

So when the disappeared guest claimed that the thing he was dragging was Wang Sonman I almost fainted from shock.

People are vulnerable to unexpected shocks.

But that was just the beginning.

It was because of what a guest said after quickly sending the second child to the hospital.

“He said he deceived the missing people and stole them away. I heard it myself. I’m going to join hands with bad guys to kill my brother and take over as successor.”

“Nonsense! Is there any evidence of such testimony? “Even though that guy is rough he’s not the kind of bastard who would do such an evil thing…”

“I heard you learned the art of submissiveness? “If I call the master wouldn’t he be able to recognize me?”

“Gong Shim Gong!”

Wang Gaeyuk sighed and staggered.

Wang Sun-seok who was next to him quickly supported him and supported him.

“Like that…”

If only Wang Son truly learned magic it is not difficult to confirm.

Would you really tell a lie that is not difficult to verify?

It was truly perfect evidence to support the situation.

At that time Cheong clapped his hands and attracted attention.

“Okay then next. “I also found out where a group of unknown people took people?”

Cheong looked at Wang Gaeyuk intently and continued speaking.

“You know that Daejeongmun is ultimately responsible right? “Then shouldn’t you go together?”

The people who were taken away were lifeless people in the gutter who no one cared about even if they disappeared.

So we really need to rescue them! I’m not doing it.

Well if you’re still alive you can save it.

To be honest I don’t want to go to any lengths to save the kid who sold his wife for gambling debt.

But who is left behind?

Cheong recalled the earnest look on his grandmother’s face as she asked him to find her child.

Even though she only had a short life left my grandmother had to live the rest of her life.

You shouldn’t spend all day looking for your grown son and pleading with anti-swordsmen.

Maybe Lee Ha-sam can finally shake off his life find a wife and live a good life.

Or maybe he’s a fucking guy who will sell his wife and children again like gamblers caught in the hell of Gangwon-do in the other world.

But the remaining people shouldn’t be held back by lingering regret because of a guy like that.