I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch – 96



[Episode 96] Cheonmachong

When Cheong suddenly came to his senses he was standing in the middle of the guest room.

Cheong naturally settled down and shouted.

“Here! “Jumsoy!”

“Yes Sozer. “I’m coming!”

Jeomsoy appeared shouting loudly.

“Here please add two servings of raw meat kimchi stew and ham sari. And a cold coke. “It’s not hot.”

“I’m sorry but this guesthouse operates a kiosk.”

“ah. yes.”

Cheong stood up with an embarrassed expression.

Really there’s nowhere that’s not a kiosk these days.

But if you’re going to do this why are you pretending to take my order?

Cheong grumbled and returned after ordering.

Then a dull pain surged from my lower abdomen.

Cheong thought.

Stay quiet. You have to pay attention.

Cheong who was suppressing the signal with great force rested his chin on the table and looked around.

As he was now accustomed to life in the central plains he was proud to be as knowledgeable as the uncivilized locals especially when it came to guest culture.

Nonetheless this guesthouse was truly unique.

The room was all made of stone with a gray floor walls and even the table and chairs.

It’s as if the inside of a stone mountain was carved out.

On the other hand it felt like I was in an unfinished building without any sculptures or decorations.

I wonder if this is the emotional guest cup.

But hasn’t this become outdated?

To say it was out of fashion the guesthouse was full of guests.

It’s almost full.

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what. It’s the owner’s heart.

As long as the room is nice and the food is delicious.

Meanwhile the food was brought out and quickly put on the table.

The kimchi stew and white rice I had been longing for.

Cheong took a spoonful of kimchi stew and put it in his mouth.

I boiled well-aged kimchi and the spicy and thick soup went down my esophagus in one gulp.

Oh my goodness! Cheong’s eyes rolled around.

Cheong immediately went into a combative meal.

Soak the rice in the juice mix it thoroughly add a piece of aged paper a piece of tofu a piece of lean meat scoop up a generous spoonful and take a bite until your mouth is full!

Then I cracked open a can of cool cola and gulped it down feeling the sound of Tododog carbonated carbonation popping with my tongue!

A firework exploded in Cheong’s head.

Yes this taste! This is completely the style of my house.

I really missed you so much.

I had a really hard time.

It tasted like tears would come out no it actually tasted like tears flowing.

“Why?”

Cheong wiped away the tears that were flowing.

But tears were tears and a meal was a meal.

Even though Cheong was crying uncontrollably he ate his food without resting his hands.

King who sighs softly. Sigh squeak squeak.

Crying eating crying eating is a complete mess.

However his hand movements became very clumsy.

I sprinkled seaweed powder on it and mixed it with tofu kimchi meat and ham as many times as possible and thoroughly soaked the rice.

Originally kimchi stew consisted of two bowls of rice.

Cheong once again fought with food over the second bowl of rice he scooped out himself.

“Whew. I ate well. “Hyung.”

Cheong stroked his stomach with puffy eyes.

Even though I ate like that my stomach was slim.

After that I felt relieved.

I couldn’t tell if it was because the food was delicious or because I cried so hard.

He overcame his sima by eating a meal and crying at the same time.

He leaned awkwardly on the chair.

It’s a bit disappointing. Is there anything else?

Then before I knew it I found a stone slab sitting on the table.

When I looked into it I saw that the guest menu was drawn in a large format on the screen on the stone tablet.

ah. tablet. There are a lot of houses like this these days.

But was there something like this originally?

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But why bother ordering from a kiosk?

Cheong skillfully manipulated the stone tablet.

Soon Jeomsoy was pushing the cart and laying down all kinds of desserts and the table was filled with cakes.

It was a plethora of cheesecakes starting with tiramisu and ending with a crispy sheet of sugar-coated sparkling rare cheese and New York cheese until it was black and deep-fried.

In addition the chocolate chiffon and fondant au chocolat are slightly cracked and the hot filling leaks out. A mousse cake that can be categorized as a crepe-style cake or bread with layers of strawberry whipped cream and elegant milk cream without any decorations.

Eclairs with different colored toppings lined up neatly in a straight line pancakes soaked in maple syrup opera waffle brûlée custard brownie pie tart macaron cannolet meringue castella and even pressed baked croissants…

In addition a whopping 31.01 fl oz Trenta-sized iced Americano was in Cheong’s hand and it was the birth of a dessert slayer that no one in the world could stop.

Sweet sweet sweet sweet again.

When I was feeling relieved after eating a lot and crying my mood crashed with more than a lethal amount of sugar which was a terrible symptom of martial arts poisoning called sugar high.

Then a sudden thought occurred to me.

Since when did I like sweet things this much?

Cheong’s hand stopped.

Mermalade made from melted apples flowed out of the pie I was about to bite into.

Before leaving the country I didn’t necessarily avoid sweets.

But I didn’t really eat anything.

Sweets were the taste of my current body.

Isn’t there something dangerous about this?

“Mr. “I thought I’d enjoy it a little more.”

Cheong threw down what he was holding.

At the same time it releases the power that was constricting the dantian.

Daejeong Seon-gong who had been making a fuss by repeatedly poking his lower abdomen was relieved.

That quiet yet clear and bright energy flowed down my spine and towards my brain.

The eight practices of Buddhism are called the Eightfold Path.

And the first of these was called right view which means seeing the world correctly.

Thus Cheong recognized the illusion.

What I was seeing hearing and feeling right now was not reality.

Cheong quenched his appetite.

Well I ate kimchi stew anyway.

I’ll be able to hold out for another three years.

When I get back to Shinnyeomun I’ll have to try making kimchi.

Wouldn’t it be okay to roughly soak cabbage in salt water then apply chopped green onions garlic onions and peppers and bury it?

If not come back here.

But what on earth is this?

Cheong had a very very belated question.

From the beginning Daejeongseonggong’s true spirit was rampant so it was easy to notice that something was strange.

For now I suppressed my appetite to satisfy my appetite.

And since I had fun it was truly the happiest time for the first time in a while.

what. Is it like mental hallucination magic?

Was there something like that in martial arts?

When I saw you Master you could shoot fire out of your hands fly around on a sword and do everything else.

Plus hallucination magic.

So what is the difference between martial arts and Harry Potter?

It flies shoots fire shows hallucinations and even has Maddoos who are public enemies.

Is it just martial arts when Chinese bastards come out?

It was the greatest creation in human history and an unholy idea that would make the world’s 80.93 billion martial arts enthusiasts foam and shout.

While Cheong was thinking this he walked out of the guesthouse.

And when I stepped out of the guest room the scenery changed again.

Inside Daejeon a palace with a high ceiling.

It was as if each person was sitting on one of the countless thrones.

I felt familiar as if I had seen their faces somewhere and when I thought about it they were the elite Madou of the Demonic Cult.

One demon was sitting on a high throne and eating fruit given by a beautiful woman another was sitting on a high throne receiving bows from silk-clad ministers and another demon was sitting on a high throne…

Cheong frowned.

“No you bastards. Why are they all destined to become kings? “Is there anything a little novel?”

That’s because most of the powerful people in the Demonic Cult dreamed of becoming kings.

After the unification of the Central Plains I received the crown and ruled over a province and I wanted to eat well and live well.

Cheong took out the fortune teller.

I thought it would help me come to my senses when I was losing my senses.

I want to ascend to the heavens and send them to the Pure Land of Paradise where the high immortals are.

That was when Cheong was approaching the nearby throne with an evil smile.

“Please stop.”

A young voice stopped Cheong.

Cheong turned his head.

The evil smile remained the same.

“Hey. Isn’t it Seungju? Are you glad to see this? I already wanted to see our Seungju’s face. And look at what’s in that face.”

Ji Seung-ju looked at Cheong’s smile and Bokshinjeok alternately and hesitated to step back.

Then he spoke urgently.

“If you kill me you will be trapped in this camp forever. Is that still okay?”

“huh? Jin?”

“Illusion will never end.” It is the evil method of the blood tribe belonging to the tribe of the blood religion of the past. “I’m sure you’ve heard the name.”

“huh? “What do you mean?”

Cheong asked again.

Ji Seung-ju looked at Cheong with trembling eyes.

His eyes were shaking with surprise as he wondered how there could be such an ignorant person in the world.

“Did you have to explain from there?”

“huh. So what is the starting method?”

Jinbeop was a type of technique that used natural energy.

It was also an advanced skill that required knowing the geography of heaven and earth where water veins and spirit veins flow and even reading the results that appear when twisting the flow.

As a result humans who entered the true world saw illusions heard auditory hallucinations and their five senses were mixed together becoming aware of unreality and unable to wake up.

“ah. “Is this uproar now because of Jinbeop?”

“Illusionless Ending of Return is a terrible exorcism that shows the illusion that humans most want or long for in life.”

“Why is that terrible?”

Cheong asked back in confusion.

Didn’t he eat as much as he wanted right away and even his heart completely healed?

“Because it makes you not want to get out of line. “Eating illusions is not actually eating but rather stays awake all the time so it becomes a sweet poison that takes people’s lives.”

Cheong tilted his head.

It wasn’t that bad?

As usual Cheong didn’t just think about it to himself.

“Hmm… is that enough?”

“It’s sick. “Oh I’m sorry.”

Ji Seung-ju immediately apologized.

For some reason I couldn’t bear it.

I couldn’t understand how that one word could hurt me so much.

“It is so extreme that a person’s mental image comes out and is visible to others. “It seems to be a principle that completely dissolves the five elements in the hundred and eight principles but if you want to find the saengmun among them you must first find the basic eight trigram axes and seven verse sentences…”

“hey.”

Cheong interrupted Ji Seung-ju’s chat.

It was a meaningless sound that I couldn’t understand anyway.

This was the problem with smart guys.

I think everyone else is just as smart as you.

This was also the reason why Cheong evaluated Seolga as the best intellect in the neighborhood.

At least Seolga was always easy to explain.

He’s a smart guy but he talks about what he knows?

In this case the Qing already had an effective means at hand.

The most effective way to communicate with the professor was to communicate with the professor.

Cheong said showing off his fortune.

“Do you want to say something difficult?”

“…There are five hundred and forty ways to escape the camp but all but five of them are traps. So it’s virtually impossible to find your way.”

Ji Seung-ju immediately changed his words.

This is because knowledge is high up but fortune is right in front of you.

“It will happen a long time ago.”

Cheong nodded.

“So what should I do now?”

“All formations are in the middle of nowhere. yes. There is a cornerstone. ah. “What is the cornerstone?”

“I know what a cornerstone is right?”

“That’s amazing.”

“I’m always amazing. “It’s never been anything less than amazing.”

“….”

Ji Seung-ju spoke again after a moment of silence.

“We will remove the jinn by moving the cornerstones to the right places in the right order. So you can move the items as I tell you.”

Then Cheong answered.

“I? why?”