I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 83



[Episode 83] Heavenly Demon Church Serial Murder Case: #5 Chinese people are never allowed.

“10000000 eagles? “Is it poisonous?”

Cheong quickly called Mu Gongchang.

10000000 shares. Find me.

Then an elegant purple border appeared.

“The 100000 vultures are…”

The Lord of all poisons in the universe used the Spider Lord.

It means all the poisons of a thousand tarantulas.

He was a poisoner who was famous for his ignorant practice of getting his finger bitten by a poisonous spider after taking an antidote.

But then a thought suddenly occurred to me.

I definitely said in the strategy that poison attacks are trash right?

Thanks to the strategy article I have survived so far.

Because you didn’t tell any nonsense.

“Your level is amazing for someone your age but your enemies are many and powerful. “Is there a better means than poison?”

But Seolga didn’t say anything nonsense either.

He was the greatest intellect that Cheong met in the Central Plains.

Cheong was shaken again by those words.

Hearing it like this again it was a fascinating sound.

Well poison is weak in the game but I wonder if there is anything as powerful as poison in real life.

It’s not completely like a game so it might not be a bad idea to hear the opinions of natives.

“Well when are you going to be collecting one poisonous spider at a time? If someone offers you a copy of the secret book just ask for Daejeongseonggong. That would suit you better than a poison attack.”

“Daejeongseonggong…”

This was also a purple inner gongsim method.

Although Cheong did not know he was also a martial artist that no one among the martial arts people in the world knew about.

It was a spiritual art famous for its pure mind which purifies the mind and protects it from mental demons purer than any other martial art in the world.

However in the game ‘What would you like to learn if I give you one martial arts game?’ Daejeongseonggong also had a different meaning.

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It meant that you should come to your senses and not fall into delusions with absurd imaginations.

Of course there was a bit of sincerity mixed in as well.

If you keep accumulating murder like this the big leader of the political faction is going to cut down all the bad guys in the world.

“So Seolga’s choice is Daejeongseonggong?”

“okay. Learn it right away. “If someone gives it to me that is.”

Cheong was a person who did not know anything.

Advanced techniques such as sarcasm did not work with strangers.

“It takes a long time to see the effect of reverse modern water mirroring but you can see it right away with Daejeongseonggong right?”

Cheong understood it in a different way.

Seolga looked at Cheong with pitiful eyes.

It was a look of pity that made me realize that my friend was more ignorant than I thought.

“Daejeongseonggong is a new skill that protects the right mind. “It means that you should come to your senses and stop having empty delusions.”

“Miss then shouldn’t you say that?”

“So didn’t you just tell me? And you should have told me first how ignorant you are so I wouldn’t have adjusted to that level.”

It was difficult to say that she was an ignorant bitch.

Cheong who had nothing to say just frowned.

As expected from Seolga. He’s a formidable guy.

What if you run out of things to say?

You just have to change your mind.

“But you said you wanted to learn the Girl Hwanhee technique right? “Can a man cook that?”

“Taoism’s traditional healing techniques originally do not discriminate between men and women. Although I can’t be proud of where I learned it. “From what I know it sharpens the senses within the body so I thought this body might also benefit from some healing.”

“Are you that uncomfortable?”

Seolga silently pointed to his head.

My hair which had not yet dried was damp.

“ah.”

Cheong made a meaningless sound.

Then Seolga calmly told an even sadder story.

“More than that I can’t even feel my dick. It’s so bad that when I die I’ll get some money. “Even if you live you can say you haven’t lived.”

“ah. “Like that.”

Cheong let out a sad sigh.

Oh no!

I can’t believe Seolga was a eunuch!

“Then you can’t do it alone?”

Cheong asked clumsily pretending to shake his hand up and down.

Then Seolga said with a disappointed expression.

“Can you at least act a little embarrassed? “It’s a mess and even if you try to have some fun mentally it just doesn’t work.”

“ah. Did you want to see me embarrassed?

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For some reason I felt like he was making a point about sexual harassment.

Cheong’s eyes narrowed.

Although it was embarrassing I was more heartbroken by the eunuch’s calm confession.

It was a resignation as if he had accepted the situation since he was already aloof and wouldn’t know if he vented his anger.

Cheong was once a man.

I could fully empathize with that sadness.

Moreover Seolga was a great helper.

He picks out who to kill and gives good advice.

“Then I will call you Gugyeol so listen carefully.”

“what? for a moment.”

“Now let’s go to the rescue. Is it coexistence pleasure or supremacy? In other words love joy pleasure comfort and comfort. This means that people enjoy the principle of coexistence with joy and that love…”

Seolga who was about to say something quickly closed his mouth and concentrated on the sound that was coming out.

Since the phrase and the meaning were clearly explained Seolga who was naturally very intelligent engraved it in his head.

Seolganom memorized the phrase in just three times.

The proof was that I was doing my dad’s legs and hearing the sound of the clouds.

Cheong deserved to be recognized as the great intellect of the Central Plains.

After that what he said was shocking.

“Don’t come for a while.”

“What? “Have you pulled out everything you need to eat now?”

“That’s not it. “Shouldn’t I have some time to sort things out?”

Cheong frowned.

However I was embarrassed to say anything when he said that he would do his best to escape from the eunuch.

It took a long time to teach me so it might be right to give it some time to learn.

It was Cheong with a clear look of disappointment.

Seeing that Seolga got to the point.

“Now you too take a week off. It’s good to be a villain but it would be better to take some time to calmly organize what you want. “You are in a really dangerous situation right now.”

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A week has passed.

Now no one touches Cheong in the Palace of Hwanhee.

Now everyone knows that the person who lives in the youngest room at the top of Jeje-dong is more expert than they thought.

There was also a rumor that a shaman in the main palace of the shrine would stand by and help.

These were the shamans of the main palace who looked at the disciples of Hwanhee Palace like trash. Aren’t they dirty prostitutes or very neat trembling bitches?

As is the nature of rumors it was said that someone had seen it but it was not known who said it.

It was a rumor that would have surprised Mr. Kang if he knew.

At the scene of that humiliating field lesson there are only Mr. Cheonggwa Kang and So-yeong an apprentice shaman and maid.

I wonder if there is a ghost in the world who saw the scene and spread the word.

For your information the government was not interested in the first place so they did not bother to publicize Mr. Kang’s devoted passion for education.

In addition he had suddenly risen in status recently and was also the protege of Gyeon Po-hee who had him gather from above to below me every day.

Therefore the disciples of the Palace of Hwanhee did not even come close to Cheong.

Still I’m glad my legs are sore.

If you don’t get close you won’t get bitten.

It was treated almost like a vicious dog.

But even so Cheong’s week was busy.

Just because there is no information doesn’t mean the person you want to kill disappears.

Can’t you see what a killer he is above his head?

In fact I just needed information to efficiently kill some useful villains.

Otherwise all you had to do was torture him for his evil deeds and then kill him.

So for the past week I went out alone at night and when I came back I was so tired that I slept soundly.

It was really fun but it was actually a huge failure in getting the escape weapon.

Just a bunch of miscellaneous white and blue things.

It was the difference between knowing the coordinates and digging and roughly scribbling and stirring the sand.

When I woke up after sleeping like that it was around noon.

I eat lunch with pedestal number 2 and sometimes when number 1 comes by I eat with number 1.

In the afternoon I received a special massage treatment and snacks from Teacher Kang.

It seemed like the progress was too fast so I adjusted it a bit and Mr. Kang seemed to feel more at ease and became more kind.

In the evening I went out to eat with Pedestal No. 2.

And only then does rest and free time come.

During my free time for a week I watched Gyeon Po-hee’s Tangseon Talmudu.

Tangseontaldumu is the main passing technique learned by Hwanhui Palace’s students of Ewha University and Gyeon Po-hee also ascended Ewha Womans University and received a copy of the manuscript.

Although Qing did not know it the group dance of Tangseon Taldumu performed by the disciples of Hwanhui Palace was famous among the world for its vicious passing techniques.

The disciples of the old school that followed King Jeongjong’s footsteps had a weak tolerance for women.

I couldn’t help but be drawn to the sophisticated magic of beautiful women dancing while taking off their clothes.

There were many disciples of the political faction who were split off or swallowed up by the four political wars.

It is an undeveloped midfield with nothing to play for.

Cheong brought him in as a spectacle and made him train.

However his movements were clumsy and jerky and he even fell with his arms and legs crossed while taking off his clothes making a huge mess.

Cheong who became frustrated took a beating with a martial arts spear learned the rules and movements and gave advice here and there.

Thanks to this I knew well that Pedestal No. 2’s dancing talent was at a ruinous level.

Rather the achievements of Cheong who applied instruction and observation as training increased significantly.

This was already an achievement for Samsung in just one week.

“No sister. Oh can’t Mue be a little more soft and gentle? “Lightly gently?”

Cheong’s hand was gently shaken.

It was a fatal hand technique that bounced from the shoulder passed through the elbow and wrist and tempted the opponent with the fingertips.

Gyeon Po-hee noticed and imitated his movements.

“Uh softly… like this?”

If I had to categorize it it was a movement that was close to each.

what? What does this action mean?

Does this mean you’re going to explode my heart?

Cheong narrowed his eyes.

No matter how many times I show him he can’t do this.

What kind of crazy tricks are you playing with temptation?

Is it really that difficult to watch a masked dance?

Oh pedestal number 2 I just can’t use this.

Wouldn’t he be able to dance well if he became one of his disciples?

Should I pick something up instead?

Other than watching the finish it’s just useless.

Even the ending is the same every time so I’m already sick of it.

I got on top of it shook my waist a little and when the kid on top of me passed out that was the end.

Even though I asked a lot of questions he said he didn’t know how to do anything other than that attitude.

Anyway pedestal number 1 buys better food.

Do I need two stands?

“Oh Samae. that. “I will work hard…”

“Isn’t it already a matter of enthusiasm? Should talent be called talent? “If only something that was catastrophically absent could be called a talent.”

Gyeon Po-hee bowed his head.

My body trembles slightly and my shoulders shake occasionally.

Cheong frowned.

What are you crying for?

What is it why are you squealing in the middle of someone else’s room?

If you want to cry go to a local area and do it.

If I do this it seems like I’m the only bad guy.

Besides did I say something wrong?

You say you can’t do it because you can’t but you’re good. You’re good. Your skills are growing so fast. Don’t you just waste time trying to encourage them?

It’s not very useful if you only learn the bad sinpa.

Cheong looked over Gyeonpohee’s head.

I always saw numbers that I was thankful for.

-136. You can still kill me though.

Well that thing is of no use anymore so just accumulate good karma.

Suddenly a chill ran down Cheong’s spine.

Just what?

“Oop”

Suddenly my stomach turned and I tried to escape in the direction where the things I ate for dinner went into.

The escape of half-melted food which even the ability of a cilantro could not stop ended up in a huge eruption scratching the esophagus with a revolution-like force.

“Samai? Samae!? are you okay!?”

“Na whoop etc. etc.”

At those words Gyeon Po-hee touched Cheong’s back.

His strength was worse than that of a five-year-old child who hadn’t even gone to kindergarten yet.

I’d rather just sweep or tap hard.

I wonder what kind of person’s back is the size of silken tofu.

It’s not like it explodes if you hit it a little hard.

Isn’t this a good excuse to beat the evil witch on the back?

How can you take care of such a vulnerable person?

In the end the regurgitation stopped only after I had finished eating the dinner I had eaten.

At least I stopped because I didn’t have anything. My stomach was shaking. This looks like stomach cramps.

“Samai? “Are you okay now?”

“It’s not okay… I need some water.”

“Oh wait a minute. here.”

Gyeon Po-hee thrust a glass of water towards Cheong’s mouth.

Cheong shook his head.

“No just give it to me. “They even give me water.”

“ah.”

Gyeon Po-hee handed me a glass of water.

Cheong tried to refrigerate the ice spring water.

After a while frost settled on the surface of the glass.

I took a gulp and the cold water poured into my stomach making my stomach tremble.

My dazed mind is coming back.

Then the aftermath of the dinner eruption came flooding in.

The gastric juice and solids that entered the inside of my nose caused pain as if my entire head was being squeezed.

“I’m dying…”

“Samai? are you okay?”

“I think I’ve heard that sound several times.”

“Uh… then. hmm. “Are you okay?”

“I need to get some rest today. “My sister-in-law worked hard today so get some rest.”

Pedestal No. 2 looks properly worried.

Cheong reflected deeply.

Yes he’s not very nice he’s incompetent stupid and not very helpful but he still cares about him.

It’s so crazy.

I should have rested when Seolga needs some rest.

Why was I so diligent every night?

Feeling sorry Cheong added another word.

“Let’s practice together starting tomorrow. Then your sister-in-law will grow a bit right? “It was originally a group dance.”

“uh!? uh? huh!”

Gyeon Po-hee returned to a bright state.

He’s not nice he’s incompetent he’s stupid he’s not very helpful and simplicity needs to be added.

“If you’re not feeling well you should rest. I’ll call the brothers and order that for you. Did it splatter on your clothes? “Take off your clothes.”

However he did not say that he would clean it up himself.

Because he wasn’t very nice.

In any case Cheong who only needed himself nodded.

After Gyeon Po-hee left Cheong called in Mugong-chang from the room he was left alone in.