I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch - Chapter 236: Even Vagabonds Have Their Own Code Of Honor. (9)
“Oh my. Miss. Are you alright?”
“Why, why did you come only now!?”
Murong Juhui burst out shouting and clung to Qing.
Qing briefly frowned at the stench that hit her, wondering what ordeal she had been through, then sighed deeply and gently stroked her back.
“Why, why did you come only now, I, I, wanted to die, but I was scared. It hurts so much, I hate the pain. Why did you come so late, so late.”
In fact, Qing had only just learned that Murong Juhui had been captured through a brief amusement.
But she couldn’t say that she didn’t know she was captured, and it seemed no one above knew either.
Fortunately, since Qing wasn’t from the Central Plains, while barbarism was no different between the Central Plains and modern times, she had the difference of possessing various useless knowledge.
Qing hugged Murong Juhui tightly and whispered in her ear:
“I’m sorry I came late. It was hard, wasn’t it? But you endured well until now. Thank you. You did well. It’s amazing. I was very late, wasn’t I? It’s all my fault. Miss Murong did nothing wrong. I’m sorry…”Empathize and agree with the client, comfort them but don’t suggest alternatives. Don’t suggest? Don’t?
The psychology class she took after messing up course registration was so long ago that it was hazy.
“Uhuuk…!”
Murong Juhui finally burst into tears.
Yet she tried to stifle her sobs, making keuheuk, keuheueue sounds, which was truly pitiful.
As Qing waited for her to calm down while holding her tightly for quite a while:
“…You. You’re Ximen Qing?”
“Miss Murong? Have you calmed down a bit?”
Qing finally loosened her tight embrace. Murong Juhui leaned back to check Qing’s face and had a blank expression.
Then, like a face-changing performer switching masks, her face instantly showed clear hatred.
“You, what? Why are you pretty? You, you, why do you have everything, have it all while to me, how could you do this to me!? Because of you, because of you I, it’s all because of you…!”
Suddenly Murong Juhui poured out resentment endlessly. Mixed with sobs, it was hard to understand the twisted whining sounds from her throat, but listening roughly, it seemed there was a story.
After being utterly humiliated at the Dragon Phoenix Assembly, the only way to regain her honor was to suppress Qing at the Hidden Dragon Martial Arts Competition.
Thinking that, she was defeated by a vagabond and became a complete laughingstock, even overhearing her own group gossiping about her on the stairs of the Phoenix Hall.
She thinks she’s so great, calling herself Sword Flower and looking down on Lily, but losing to a mere vagabond, honestly seeing her comforts me so I follow her around playing maid…
In the end, Murong Juhui, hating everything, left a note saying she would return home first, and fled in the middle of the night.
Qing was quite dumbfounded.
How is that my fault? No matter how fearless a young lady from the Five Great Clans (somewhat of a master) is, in this harsh world, sneaking out in the middle of the night, the Blood Cult bastards watching must have thought what a windfall rolling in alone.
Moreover, if she left a note saying she was returning home first, would the Murong clan’s people think she was kidnapped?
“Miss, try to calm down a bit. Goodness, your face is half swollen. That bastard should have food too…”
They were guys who packed twelve shichen worth of food since their shifts were twelve shichen. That was the secret of the six rice balls.
Qing said this as she was about to get up.
Murong Juhui, who had been pouring out resentment endlessly, suddenly crawled on her knees and clung to Qing’s legs.
“No, don’t go! No, don’t abandon me, I’m sorry, I apologize. I didn’t mean it, thank you for coming to rescue me. Don’t abandon me, you can’t abandon me. Take me with you too.”
“I’m not trying to abandon you, Miss, that rotten, dog, no. Filthy, um. Disgusting bastard.”
“No! I’m not disgusting! I really endured and held on! I didn’t do any of those disgusting things! So don’t abandon me, if you abandon me-“
“Ugh, what! What is this! It won’t come off! What the! Fuck! What are you doing!”
“Kyaaah!”
Just then, as the guard woke up and shouted, Murong Juhui let out a piercing scream and buried her head in the ground.
“You pig bitch! Come here! Today you’re going to die!”
“No! I was wrong, I was wrong, please, ack, aak! Ugh, heuheok, aak!”
Murong Juhui flailed like a fish out of water. Her eyes rolled back and she drooled and snot flowed, on the verge of passing out.
Ah, I should have removed the parasite first.
Qing hurriedly flew at the guard.
With one hand she gripped his neck and pushed him to the floor, while her other hand pierced the skin of his upper abdomen and dug in.
The guard with his throat blocked gasped and squirmed, but that was all, he couldn’t overcome the strength of the Female Xiang Ji.
Qing felt around his intestines, focusing on the sensation in her fingertips.
Hot blood wrapped around each finger joint and tickled the back of her hand as his heartbeat thudded through her skin, thump, thump, thump.
For a moment, goosebumps rose all over her body and it felt like electricity was sparking, no, focus, focus…
Finally, Qing’s hand carefully came out.
After confirming the parasite in her hand, the Second Line Blood Parasite with two black lines, Qing threw it on the floor and stomped on it hard.
“Heu, ha, huu, heuk, heuheok…”
The sound of Murong Juhui gasping for breath inside the cell. Qing pressed down harder on the still squirming guard’s nape to knock him out, then approached Murong Juhui in the cell again.
“I was wrong, I was wrong…”
“Miss Murong. It’s alright now. It’s okay.”
“I was wrong. I was wrong. I was wrong.”
Hmm. Her state is really really not good.
Qing looked down with a troubled expression at the back of her head as she buried her face and rubbed her hands together, just repeating that she was wrong.
Pain makes people sick.
After being beaten by that bastard who claimed to be Supreme, even Qing went completely crazy.
But now Qing didn’t particularly feel irritated or angry even thinking about that time.
Qing knows the reason.
“Miss Murong. Will you come here?”
“I was wrong, please, no more pain.”
“Come on. Miss Murong will have fun too.”
Qing picked up Murong Juhui and headed out of the cell. As they crossed the threshold, Murong Juhui screamed shrilly that she couldn’t and thrashed about wildly.
It was a bit troublesome, but when Qing stood still and hugged her tightly, she seemed to come to her senses a little.
“Can, can I go out? Livestock can’t go out. I, I, I.”
“Miss Murong. It’s me, Ximen Qing.”
“But, I hate pain. I.”
“It’s okay. Look. You see that bastard over there? He can’t hurt Miss Murong anymore. And, now it’s Miss Murong’s turn for revenge, right?”
“Revenge.”
Venom flashed in Murong Juhui’s eyes.
Thanks to that, her focus returned very clearly.
“That son of a bitch! You fucking bastard!”
Murong Juhui pushed Qing away and flew at the guard, strangling his neck.
Qing was startled and stopped Murong Juhui.
“Miss Murong? You can’t do that.”
“Why! Because of this bastard! Let go! I’m going to kill him!”
Qing grabbed Murong Juhui’s wrists and spread them apart. She tried to resist with some strength, but compared to Qing’s, it wasn’t even that of a child, so how could she resist?
“Why! I have to kill this bastard. If you’re going to talk about forgiveness, get lost! I-“
“Miss Murong. Isn’t it too wasteful to kill him by strangling? He won’t live long anyway since poison leaked while removing the parasite, we should torment him as much as possible.”
“Huh?”
“Come on. Should we wake him up first? Watch what I do carefully.”
Qing flipped the guard over and untied the cloth binding his hands, then firmly grasped both shoulders-
Crunch.
It wasn’t a loud sound, but with the background of a person’s shoulders crumpling like paper, it sounded truly thunderous.
“Kyaaak!”
The guard, jolted awake by the intense pain, screamed again at the top of his lungs. With his shoulders shattered and limp, he still tried to twitch with some strength, seeming to really exert himself.
Qing skillfully wrapped cloth around his mouth as a gag.
“I like hearing screams, but it’s too noisy so I’ll gag him for now. Hmm. Miss Murong. Shall we start by pulling out his nails? The proper way is to drive in thorns first and then pull them out. Well, there’s plenty to enjoy for a while.”
“Huh? I.”
“Come on. Don’t pull away.”
Qing went behind Murong Juhui and embraced her, holding her hand tightly and giving her a friendly explanation to directly experience the technique.
“Hold here like this, and upwards, come on, use strength. Slowly with strength in this direction. The angle, a bit more. There. See it lifting? Ta-da. Clean.”
The guard’s body jerked violently.
Murong Juhui, who had shrunk at the terrible sensation touching her hands, stared as if entranced at the guard writhing in pain.
“See. It’s nothing, right? Originally, guys like that. They just know how to handle parasites a bit, but once you remove the parasite, they’re just insects themselves.”
“Mm…”
“Is there any need to be afraid of things like this?”
Murong Juhui shook her head.
“Then, let’s enjoy slowly. You start from the fingertips and toes, the extremities, and break them bit by bit. Here where the nail came out, like this, the finger. Press. Preess. See that squirming?”
In fact, Qing was a bit excited.
Humans have a fundamental desire to share things they enjoy.
“It’s a bit noisy, but I recommend removing the gag. You can hear the screams, and as you go on, they’ll say all sorts of things begging for their life. How about it, want to try removing the gag?”
It was the whisper of the devil itself in Western terms, or the embodiment of demons in Central Plains terms.
At this, Murong Juhui nodded as if entranced.
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Qing is now about a semi-semi expert on parasites.
The senior member of the Second Line Blood Parasite Team imparted semi-expert level knowledge.
It was a desperate (actually life-threatening) lecture, but due to its disorganized nature, Qing’s level of understanding reached about semi-semi expert.
In fact, Qing can remember well if she tries to listen and remember properly.
This is because Qing’s intelligence stat has far surpassed human levels.
But as brain functions typically go, even with very good specs, if the user is careless, they rarely listen carefully and input in the first place.
In modern terms, it was like buying an expensive high-spec computer and only using it to play Minesweeper.
Anyway, according to the ecology of parasites that Qing listened to quite impressively for once, they are extremely troublesome creatures.
Parasites basically have no killing power.
This is because parasites, with some exceptions, don’t try to kill their hosts.
However, parasites only spew out poison when threatened.
The level of pain varies by species, but basically it causes such fatal levels of pain that people lose their minds and roll on the ground.
The lethality of parasites comes not from poison but from a special organ called the poison gland.
It’s a deadly poison that parasites use as a last resort just before death, or that leaks from the parasite’s corpse after death.
In the guard’s words, up to here is the same as the ecology of ordinary venomous creatures. They just live inside animals’ bodies, it’s the basic nature of venomous creatures.
The unique point of parasites was in their hierarchy and synchronization.
Parasites have a unique hierarchy based on the toxicity of their poison glands, and when a higher-ranking parasite is stimulated, it transmits that stimulation to all lower-ranking parasites within a certain range.
In other words, the way guards cause pain with parasites is by gently touching the parasite inside them with inner power to threaten it.
So parasite handlers eat vegetarian diets.
They don’t even eat stimulating spices, so they don’t consume any food that makes parasites produce poison at all.
If you raise parasites like that while eating vegetarian for about two years, all the toxins leave your body and the parasites can’t produce poison.
Then there’s no poison to spew out.
They only transmit stimulation in all directions.
This was the principle by which the Second Line Blood Parasite Team handled parasites.
Qing thought, for just that, isn’t it better to die than eat vegetarian and not even be able to eat spices for life?
They say power comes with a price, but isn’t this a bit too much?
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