I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch - Chapter 348

This Crazy Woman in Murim – Chapter 348

EP.348 Namnyeong Trip

The difference between Hwa-gyeong and Ipmha.

Rather than creating a new martial art based on one’s own interpretation, it is much easier and faster to master an already completed martial art according to the will of its founder.

However, while Ipmha is easier to achieve than Hwa-gyeong, it has the side effect of being swayed by martial arts.

If the problem is the violence of being swayed by martial arts, then can’t you just enter Ipmha with the pure divine energy of Taoism?

However, martial arts are originally the art of killing.

It is a technique designed to kill others better, easier, and in greater numbers.

That’s why even if martial arts wield people, whether it’s an evil magic or a peerless divine art, it will eventually become obsessed with the original purpose of martial arts, murder itself.

That’s why the martial artist of Ipmha is called Main.

And here, a Main was dying.

Only after vomiting about four bowls of blood did his mind clear up a bit.

Wang Cheol-gun only now realized the state of his body.

Poison, it was poison.

The poison has already spread throughout his organs, so even if he doesn’t cut open his stomach to see, he knows that it is black and rotten.

When did he get poisoned?

Yeah, it must have been that dagger.

Applying poison to a dagger was the most basic technique and common sense of Sapa.

“Keuheuheu, to think I would fall for such a blatant trick. I’ve lost my touch. If I’ve lost my touch, then I’ve lost it.”

Cheong quietly looks at Wang Cheol-gun.

What is he talking about?

Cheong is not in good shape either.

First, I need to see something.

The burning light in the eyes of the bandit leader, who had been burning brightly, was no longer there, and there was no light source spreading out like a cross.

It’s just a pale, huddled something on the ground under the dark night?

But it’s not easy to hear either.

All this time, I felt like I was constantly submerged in water, and the only thing that continued was the annoying, faint sound of a whistle.

Still, if I stood still and concentrated, it wasn’t to the point where I couldn’t hear it at all.

“Let me ask you one thing. What on earth did Nokrim do to you to make you act so viciously?”

“What!? They didn’t do anything!?”

Cheong’s voice is loud.

Wang Cheol-gun’s expression distorted.

“You, your ears? Ah, come to think of it, your eyes are wide open, so you’re blind and deaf, and you’re being treated like this? Keut, keuhaha, keuk. Pfft, keuek.”

Wang Cheol-gun burst into laughter and spat out blood fiercely.

He wasn’t laughing in his heart, but he couldn’t laugh with his body either.

“No? My ears are fine? My eyes are fine too.”

Even if he speaks with his eyes wide open and his voice out of control, it’s no different than confessing that he can’t see or hear.

Then, Wang Cheol-gun picked up a stone on the floor and threw it in a parabola toward the far left.

Thud, the sound of a stone falling.

Cheong is startled as if possessed and draws his sword in an instant, aiming it at the empty space.

“Yes. I believe you. It seems you can really see and hear well.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but it won’t work on me.”

“Yes. It really doesn’t work.”

Unaware that Wang Cheol-gun was being sarcastic, Cheong just stood up straight and remained vigilant.

Anyway, Wang Cheol-gun was determined to satisfy his curiosity about his life that was about to end.

“You have no grudge, but you acted like this? Then did my son kill you so horribly? Even going into a mountain village that doesn’t even do banditry?”

“Youhave no grudge against me, yet you act like this? Then did my son deserve to be murdered so brutally? Even going as far as to invade a mountain stronghold that isn’t even involved in banditry.”

Cheong was getting tired.

“Who invaded? I was riding in a carriage and when I got off, it was there. And without even announcing your name, you tell me to take off my clothes and spread my legs? Of course I would have cut off your limbs.”

“He’s my son. The son of the leader of the Noklim Sect. Weren’t you afraid of the consequences?”

“That’s the problem. Is he even second-rate? A man with no skill who only relied on his father and swung his dick around, so he deserved to die. If a man who lives by the sword in the Murim is going to rely on his father, he shouldn’t have left his lap.”

Originally, he would have been furious.

However, he was already on the verge of death, and his limbs were so heavy that he had to use all his strength to throw a single pebble.

He was powerless, so he could only laugh in vain.

“So, was it something that could have been resolved with just one son? Did you really have to invade the main headquarters and act so viciously as to kill my sons and daughters?”

“Who invaded? I was just passing by and heard that Janggakye was so beautiful. What was it? They said that if you don’t visit Janggakye in your life, you can’t say you’ve lived to be a hundred years old? That’s why I came to see it, but where would I know where the main base of the Noklim Sect is? I’ve never even heard of it.”

This time, even Wang Cheol-gun found it hard to ignore.

His blood pressure skyrocketed, and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth along with the pieces of melted entrails.

“So, you’re saying you weren’t invading, but just passing by? Then why did my son…?”

“No, really, how did you educate your son? Did you tell him that if he sees a pretty woman, he should strip her naked and fuck her?”

“Hmph. That’s what a man should do.”

“The father is like this, so the son is a mess. But he really was running away by himself and fell. I didn’t even touch a hair on his head.”

“Your second son was burned alive by that bitch.”

“Huh? Me?”

Cheong asked back in disbelief.

When did I?

“Didn’t you set fire to the main building? Well, it’s better to die by the hands of an enemy than to live like that. Yes, both of them deserved to die. So what about my daughter?”

“I heard she was eaten alive by humans? How long did you think she would live? No, if you were her father, you should have broken her legs with a club to stop her from doing such nonsense. Did you just watch her do something that would make the world call her a slut?”

“Weren’t they the ones who came in as ingredients anyway? What’s the difference between killing and eating a bastard and eating him alive?”

“Wow. Your whole way of thinking is different? Then I don’t need to answer the next question. Why did you fight with the Noklim? If you see the wicked people of the world and just pretend not to see them, is that what makes you a martial artist of the righteous path?”

“Yes. Just like bandits robbing bandits.”

It was just a story that the author had been telling over and over again.

A chivalrous person cuts down evil people and saves people.

Wasn’t it a characteristic of a young and ignorant righteous path member who was still young, full of blood, and knew how to jump into the fire with a sense of justice?

“Okay. Kill me. If you’re going to do it, do it with one stroke.”

Wang Cheol-gun said so and hung his head.

However, Wang Cheol-gun was a bandit to the bone.

Unlike his attitude of meekly offering his neck, his drooping hand was tightly holdthe broken Nangabong Peak.

He was preparing one last move.

Anyway, he was going to die, so the moment he approached and delivered the finishing blow would be the end of the bitch.

Maybe he suddenly confessed all his regrets before he died and emptied his mouth as well.

If he acted like he had accepted death, the young girl would let down her guard and approach him.

Cheong was tired.

She wanted to make a meal with wild vegetables, but her body was covered in wounds, her eyes and ears were damaged, and her pelvis and flank hurt so bad it felt like they were broken.

And it felt like she had rolled on the floor dozens, no, hundreds of times because she couldn’t control her body.

So there was no part of her body that didn’t hurt.

So what could she do?

Cheong took a step. Two steps.

Wang Cheol-gun lowered his head and looked at the ground with a smile full of murderous intent.

Anyway, even if Cheong had looked up, her eyesight wouldn’t have been able to distinguish it, but with a dagger of murderous intent in her heart, she measured the sound of his approach, and yes, come closer, closer.

Then suddenly, a small but powerful energy was heard.

“Puck.”

Puck?

Wang Cheol-gun was startled and raised his head.

He saw Cheong pointing her index finger at him.

And her fingers were pitch black.

A jet-black ray of light that cut through the dark night, a darkness darker than darkness, a jet-black ray of light!

Wang Cheol-gun twisted his body.

However, due to the terrible force on his shoulders, he ended up flying about half a zhang and rolling on the ground.

His insides, already poisoned, churned and he vomited up black pieces of his entrails mixed with blood.

“You filthy, deadly bitch! Come closer! Come closer and cut my throat! You dirty whore! You fucking bitch, you fucking bitch! Die! I’m going to kill you!”

Cheong clicked her tongue.

“Wow. Look at this. You’re still using your protective energy. I knew you would. Why, are you going to smash my head if I come closer? Are you asking to die with me?”

Cheong pointed her finger and Cheonma’s head exploded with a loud bang. It was a technique that Cheong didn’t normally use.

Because it wasn’t efficient.

With one shot of Cheonma’s death ray, she could strike forty times with Cheonma’s fierce thrust.

In other words, Cheonma’s forty strikes against one Cheonma’s finger.

Since the Heavenly Demon’s energy was originally small, she couldn’t lose her best means of attack with just a few finger flicks.

As the name of the death ray suggests, it explodes as soon as it penetrates the body, causing a very fatal wound, but if it doesn’t penetrate, it’s just a strong blow.

“Keuk. Keuk.”

“Anyway, the old man is a fool.”

Cheong stretched out her arms in succession.

A sudden bell rang in the night.

As the ordinary sound of “Ding, Ding” rang out, Wang Cheol-gun’s legs would inevitably jump up and answer with a loud, rough thud.

She couldn’t see well, so she couldn’t aim well, but the blunt thing at the top would be her head, and the long thing at the bottom would be her legs.

Cheong, who had managed to turn both of Wang Cheol-gun’s legs into rags, asked slyly.

“Mister? Are you dead? If you’re not dead, answer me.”

Wang Cheol-gun pretended to be dead.

All that was left was the determination to take one of the bitches with him since he couldn’t die alone.

“Did you kill him? Did you kill him? Did you kill him? Did you kill him? Did you kill him? Did you kill him? Did you kill him?”

Cheong chanted the resurrection spell over and over again.

Wang Cheol-gun was horrified and scared to hear it.

He was chanting the three syllables “Did you kill him?” so quickly, and since his hearing was half gone, he couldn’t control his volume, so he was shouting so loudly, wondering if the crazy bitch had gone crazy or if she was possessed by a ghost.

“Since he’s a master, I don’t think I can confirm his death unless he’s dead, and it seems like he’s pretending to be dead and trying to get a shot in.”

Wang Cheol-gun, who pretended to be dead, didn’t know, but Cheong was muttering to herself and chuckling.

And throwing the torch in his hand, the parabola of light went over Wang Cheol-gun’s stomach.

No matter how deep the poison, one cannot pretend to be dead while ignoring the pain of burning flesh.

One could also say that it is a sad limitation of humans.

“Kuaak! Keuhuk, keuhuk. Aak! Seo Moon-cheong! I’ll kill you! You b*tch! I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you, keuhuk, keeek, weeek, I’ll kill you, I’ll kill you!!”

“Wow. It’s poisonous.”

Cheong clicked his tongue and limped, picking up the torches that had fallen to the ground and throwing them away.

Since the flames were fueled with pine resin, after throwing about fifteen or so flames into the brightly lit field of vision, the hem of his clothes eventually caught fire, and like a human torch, wow! Hey! I know this!

Oh, esteemed one! I’ll become firewood!

Cheong, who was excited, picked up more torches and threw them.

The pain of being burned alive cannot be helped, even if it is a warning from heaven.

Even more so if your legs are crushed in a threshing ground and your insides are bruised.

So, from the middle, there were no curses but pure pain, too painful, and nothing to do but scream.

In the end, the loud noise and fire play in the middle of the night ended when Wang Cheol-gun could no longer resist the flames burning his body.

After that, all that was left for Cheong was a body that had become a rag and pain, and as his soaked clothes froze in the night wind, ugh, it’s cold…

Cheong looked around.

His body is not right now, but where can he hide right away, and the bandits who escaped nearby will be swarming around, so where can he safely heal his internal injuries?

Then something fluffy and whitish on the floor suddenly caught his eye.

Ah. It was said that the bottom of the lamp is dark.

Cheong crawled under the collapsed tent and dug in.

—-

There was a loud noise.

He tried to get up from his seat, but ah, he screamed first.

It was because of the dizzying pain as if thousands of needles were stuck in his side and shaking.

The expression that everything turns white in front of your eyes is really accurate enough to be admired.

Because it’s too painful to see.

As soon as Cheong came to his senses, he had to struggle to breathe through the pain that blocked his breath.

Only after the pain subsided a little did he feel the heaviness pressing down on his whole body.

Only then did Cheong come to his senses.

Ah. I ate Dae-hwan-dan yesterday and tried my luck, but was I too tired and fell asleep in the middle?

It was so dark under the thick tent that he didn’t know if his eyesight had returned, but at least his ears seemed to be fine overnight.

A noisy crowd beyond the tent.

-Where was the head tent?

-Isn’t it behind you? But what if it’s not there?

-Then there isn’t one. What? The main building is on fire, the head tent is on fire, and if it’s not in your tent, it’s gone because it’s on fire.

Hmm. It must be the bandits.

It seemed that some of the guys who came back to see if there was anything good.

It seemed like a good choice to hide under the tent. If he had just laid on the ground or used a makeshift bed and entered the intact tent, he would have been caught a long time ago.

But let’s see.

What should I do?