I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 80



[Episode 80] Heavenly Demon Church serial murder case: A night of murder without a culprit

Mrs. Kang didn’t seem to like Cheong’s fuss.

Of course Cheong paid no attention.

“But what are you suddenly learning to play?”

“Playing? “This lady said it was riteak.”

“Isn’t that what it is?”

“Do you call swordsmanship sword fighting? “My wife will watch you play a traditional music called Cheonsimhwaum so you should learn it quickly.”

Mrs. Kang said sternly.

But Cheong was displeased.

“Me? why?”

“Because you stole the fortune teller!”

“You’re stealing. That’s harsh. I don’t do such petty things. “You just killed them and took them?”

“I can’t believe you brag so proudly about robbery.”

“Don’t you know how strong you are? Winner takes all. Lucky. mine.”

The effect of strong self-respect was incredible.

Mrs. Kang closed her mouth and trembled.

“…Ugh!”

Cheong asked with a grin.

“So why are you learning rites and music now?”

“You don’t need to know.”

“Then I don’t want to learn either.”

“Are you going to disobey the command given by the Most High?”

“I don’t know. I’ve never heard of such a person. He tells me to come and talk to him in person. then. “Either you tell me why I need to learn it or you don’t.”

Cheong said that and lay down on his back.

“You damn bitch!”

“Uh huh. Be careful what you say. “I have a weapon now.”

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Cheong swung Bokshinjeok while lying down.

Boksinjeok was a flute made of whole iron.

This flute is made of iron that lasts for 10000 years and is as strong as a new weapon.

And a very strong object with a length similar to that of a double body was called a danbong in the Gangho.

The dagger is such a mysterious weapon that once you pick it up it is roughly compatible with any military technique you use.

Of course its power is not even half as good but if you use swordsmanship instead of a sword if you use a sword instead of a sword if you use a spear instead of a sword it is somehow useful instead of a spear.

“profit…!”

Mrs. Kang didn’t know what to do and just stamped her feet.

I have to teach because I am commanded to teach but does that mean I have to reveal the secrets of the religion?

And if the secret is found out will the charlatan of the political faction really cooperate?

“I’m going to sleep so would you please close the door and leave? It would be better to listen when spoken. “It’s just that my legs are uncomfortable but it doesn’t mean I can’t walk at all.”

“Tsk.”

“Aren’t you going out? Am I sleeping? Am I sleeping? Good night!”

Cheong completely closed his eyes.

Even though the sleep that escaped once did not return what was important was the transmission of meaning.

Cheong’s natural tightrope walker shouted.

Cheong is the best now.

This housemaster is in a position where he has to teach somehow.

Cheong’s tightrope walking was already at the height of heaven.

Isn’t the current situation where we are already getting along well in the Demonic Church without much conflict proof of that?

I only made one mistake with the complainant who suffered from anger management disorder.

At least he didn’t lie down and crawl after that.

Cheong’s sharp intuition was not wrong.

Mrs. Kang was seriously conflicted.

Should I tell the Most High?

However Mrs. Kang had already seen the Supreme Being for a long time.

If I had to tell the Supreme Being ‘That bitch won’t learn’ he would have blown my head off by asking me if I was bragging about an ability that I should have taught myself.

Once an order was given it had to be carried out in some way.

That was the solemn command of the Most High.

“…good night. If this lady tells you the reason make a promise to the monk and master that you will learn the Heavenly Mind Harmony. Then I will let you know.”

“hmm….”

Still I feel very uncomfortable when they ask me to use the name of the priestess and the master.

This is why they always tell you to marry a monk and a monk.

But didn’t I tell you to learn hard?

It was a despicable thought worthy of Maduna.

“great. promise.”

Cheong nodded.

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Mrs. Kang who knew the Qing Dynasty as a female faction of the political faction completely believed those words.

This is why in the past the grandson vomited blood and emphasized that you must first know your enemy and know yourself.

This is how all frauds end up happening.

Because I don’t know if a scammer is a scammer.

Because I don’t know if I’m being scammed.

“ha. This happened in the past when Emperor Mucheon was alive…”

Is it Emperor Mucheon again?

There’s nowhere this old man doesn’t get involved.

Emperor Muchon did not only protect the emperor.

Fortunately the emperor belonged to the group that was looked upon because he was the emperor.

I just grabbed him by the collar and shook him from the top of the imperial palace.

In Hyeolgyo Hyeol Maitreya’s waist was folded.

They raided the headquarters of the Apostolic Alliance massacred all of its leaders and forcibly disbanded it thereby finding and destroying forces that could cause trouble to the powerful forces.

Cheonma Protestantism was also one of the causes of the trouble.

Emperor Muchon slaughtered both Cheonma and Socheonma at the Cheonma Divine Church and stole the Cheonma soul from the Cheonma Library.

“Heavenly Demon Spirit?”

“It is a treasure containing the thoughts of the first Heavenly Demon Master.”

“Do you think it’s very important?”

“that….”

Mrs. Kang paused.

Is it correct to say all of this?

Cheong issued a threat.

“Can you tell me in detail instead of just crushing it? “If there’s something to hide it’s propriety and evil and there’s nothing there.”

However rather than revealing secrets I was more afraid of the future in which Cheong did not learn rites and music.

If that happens the future beyond that will disappear.

This rigid corporate culture without forgiveness for failure was so harmful.

Because it is human nature to be much more hurt by minor damage to oneself than the massive damage to the organization.

However at least Cheong had no right to laugh at this aspect of the Heavenly Demon Church.

This is because the vast majority of companies in the great Republic of Korea the home of the Qing Dynasty operate like this.

“About twenty years ago a Protestant spy unit discovered Emperor Mucheon’s hidden records.”

Emperor Muchon could not possibly get rid of the Heavenly Demon Spirit.

Like Buddhism and Taoism it was the essence of martial arts that had its roots in a sect called Zoroaster.

Even though it was from the Demonic Cult Emperor Mucheon was just a warrior and could not possibly destroy the essence of the Ilkyo sect.

Instead it was kept hidden so that no one could find it.

And as a result of the all-out efforts of the new religion they discovered the place where the Cheonmachong was hidden and named it Cheonmachong…

“Cheonmachong?”

“It is a bidong that seals the sacred object containing the spirit of the Heavenly Demon Master so what name should it be given other than Cheonmachong?”

Cheong thought.

Isn’t it a name that seems to have something flying around in it?

The entrance to Cheonmachong was sealed with a complex mechanism which upon investigation was revealed to be the work of the legendary blacksmith Banchi of the past.

In order to open the entrance to Cheonmachong Banchi had to play his wife’s favorite piece of music.

That piece of music was Cheonsimchord.

If you force it open the entire secret building will collapse and the Heavenly Demon Soul and everything will be buried under the ground forever.

Shingyo did his best to search for his fortune.

Then the Cheong devoured the Boksinjeok that was finally discovered.

Cheong looked at Bokshinjeok with cold eyes.

As expected it was all like this because of this.

AC. What happens when you pick it up for no reason?

It’s like a very stupid flute.

If Bok Shin-jeok were able to hear it it was a sound that would make him feel completely upset and upset.

Because it was a request that took 10000 won.

Cheong followed by blaming others again.

And so is Emperor Mucheon.

If you want to hide it you have to hide it well. I don’t know why you’re paying such a price by handling things so sloppily.

Anyway it was a promise made in Master’s name.

I felt like I wanted to rip myself off for not making promises to a bad bitch but after putting my teacher on the line I couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable.

So Cheong kept his promise anyway.

However his attitude was very poor and he seemed to be just waiting to hear what he was talking about.

“Now look at the score there the opening tune is sad and sorrowful. In the note that continues from the first stage the sound of breathing is so thin that it almost takes your breath away…”

Beep beep.

Cheong blew out a loud sound.

“No what did I say? Instead of blowing like a wild colt pull out a thin thread-like string that seems ready to break at any moment…”

“Mrs. Madam would you like to blow some luck? “I’m trying hard but I’m sounding weak.”

“No it’s not a question of technology. You don’t seem to want to do that in the first place! After all the trick of rites and music lies in occupying space with the imagery that the performer unfolds!”

“The image doesn’t suit my taste. Instead of doing that let’s have fun arranging it shall we? From what I’ve seen even Emperor Mucheon’s nobleman doesn’t like that kind of nonsense.”

Qing actually saw the deep impression left by Emperor Mucheon.

He was an old man who would guzzle down alcohol in a hearty manner but he was definitely not a great man who loved the melancholy sound of the flute.

Moreover the music of this era was very boring to Cheong.

First of all should I say that it is slow and muddy?

“There is a long way to go. At this rate how can one put all their energy into making a proper sound? “I wasn’t going to use this method.”

Even though Mrs. Kang inherited the lineage of a shaman she was not respected by the Supreme Being as a shaman.

He is a person who survived for a long time under the rule of a tyrant.

There was some preparation for that.

“Soyoung.”

Then the maid behind him flinched.

This is the maid who delivered the martial arts package to Cheong.

“You don’t seem to have any intention in class so every time you do something wrong that child will be punished for you.”

“Huh?”

“Look don’t forget that it’s all because of you that this kid is being punished.”

Mrs. Kang took off her belt.

I thought it was a bit unusual but after I got it it appeared as a whip instead of a belt.

The maid trembled unwrapped her clothes and then mate!

A girl who must have been twenty years old had a long scar on her back.

The inside of Mrs. Kang’s hands was so bad that the skin was torn with one blow and blood was seeping out.

Cheong frowned.

“Ooh. “It must hurt…”

I thought at the same time.

A child being beaten?

But doesn’t that only work if you have a friendly relationship?

Since his level of evil was similar to that of Gyeon Po-hee it could be said that he was still a dreamer of evil within the Demonic Cult.

Still he was a villain whose number exceeded three digits.

The sight of a wicked person beating up a wicked person was very inspiring to Cheong.

ah. That whip looks really good.

Should I learn a little bit about it?

There was some inspiration in other aspects.

So Cheong’s attitude in class did not improve.

Wow! Wow! Wow!

Thanks to this the maid was so mangled that she couldn’t bear it and fainted with her eyes closed.

Mrs. Kang glared at Cheong with eyes full of venom.

“You bitch is very toxic. “Are you saying you don’t feel any guilt when an innocent child falls to the ground in front of you?”

“No you’re funny. Why are you talking to me after your wife hit me? Is it my fault? “It’s absurd.”

It was only then that Mrs. Kang caught a glimpse of Cheong’s true nature.

It was a very harsh year.

However Mrs. Kang was also a woman who never failed to be strong.

“Are you coming? You don’t know anyway? Okay then let’s change the person who greets us instead. From what I heard there is a child in the Palace of Hwanhee who takes care of you right?”

“…? “There was a kid like that?”

Cheong tilted his head.

“It’s no use pretending not to know. From what I heard you were so popular that you quickly rose up the ranks. “If that kid takes your place you too will feel more diligent.”

What is pedestal number 2?

Cheong sighed deeply.

Since he was old I looked at him and he started crawling very quickly.

“Hey ma’am. teacher? “Yes Professor!”

“joy. “Come now.”

“That’s it. If a student can’t learn it’s not his or her fault. “It’s because the professor can’t teach.”

Cheong got off the bed and stood up.

As he limped forward dragging one leg it was a somewhat chilling sight.

“Anyway the professors are really into it. Because I can’t come to my senses. What do undergraduate students know? But how can you understand it if you start crying from the first class? “You’re very disqualified Professor.”

“What are you doing? Why are you coming…”

“Be quiet!”

Sigh!

The Qing Dynasty’s fortune split the air.

I’d like to throw a bomb at him but it’s probably too much to do now that he’s acting like he’s lost his mobility.

However even though Bokshinjeok’s handiness was very poor its attack range was superior to that of Nuclear Honey Bomb.

“Kak! “Huh huh huh…”

Mrs. Kang who was knocked to the ground by one blow was rubbing the top of her head like a crazy person.

The pain felt like my head was on fire.

Mrs. Kang was busy rubbing her head looking into her palm and rubbing her head again.

It was clear that the skin was torn and the skull was broken but there was no blood.

It was an exquisite distribution of power that Cheong learned from being beaten.

“What! “How can you be so cruel and cruel to hit this teacher?”

“Professor don’t move. Professor if you mess up you’ll die. If I swing the flute like this the professor’s head will break in half. professor? Why do you sow seeds? Is there any need to sow seeds? If you don’t like it why don’t you just retake it? If you don’t want to see your face again you should graduate quickly. We get embarrassed when we see each other for one more semester. “Is this a chain of hatred?”

Cheong’s eyes twinkled.

Mrs. Kang just trembled at the incomprehensible words.

I heard that it was definitely a female faction of the political faction but the person standing in front of me had the look in his eyes like that of a world-class madman.

Cheong bent down very deeply and brought his face close to Mrs. Kang’s face.

“teacher.”

Mrs. Kang’s breath caught in her throat.

What kind of young girl would feel this intimidated…

“Why are you doing that…”

“From now on if I do something wrong in class don’t understand or can’t concentrate is it the professor’s fault or my teacher’s fault?”

“That makes sense…”

“What if I did something wrong? That should be right. I am being punished for not being able to teach. And this is confiscated.”

Cheong naturally took out Mrs. Kang’s whip.

Then he smiled brightly and continued speaking.

“Now teacher. “Should we continue class?”