I Am This Murim’s Crazy Bitch - Chapter 237: Even Vagabonds Have Their Own Code Of Honor. (10)
Murong Juhui had been holding back her screams the whole time.
Or maybe she couldn’t hold them back.
The terrible sensation of flesh being torn apart. The guard screaming constantly. Her ears ringing as if underwater. Whether her own screams were mixed in or not, Murong Juhui couldn’t tell.
Dissecting a person was filthy and horrific.
Even if it was an enemy she hated so much she wanted to kill them.
Yet there was only that sweet voice seeping into her ears, whispering amidst this terrible place, this utterly terrible world, terrible time, terrible me, terrible memories, all these terrible things:
“You’re doing really well. Next let’s do the torso. Come on. Shall we open it up? Here, like this-“
The beautiful long white fingers lightly traced across the guard’s, the guard bastard’s belly. As if equipped with a sharp blade, the skin split smoothly, revealing everything inside.
Yellow, lumpy fat was exposed.
The finger passed once, and only then were the internal, pulsating organs fully revealed before quickly becoming submerged in the shallow pool of blood.“Urp.”
“Oh my. Miss Murong. You have a weak stomach.”
“No, no, I’m fine. I can endure it.”
No, I can’t show a pathetic side.
Murong Juhui desperately held back her nausea.
Miss Ximen is warm, she came to save me, if I’m pathetic, she’ll abandon me. Like everyone else did.
“It may look disgusting, but if you look closely, it’s quite endearing how carelessly it’s made. They call it the five viscera and six bowels, right? The five viscera are…”
“Urp, weeaak…”
Murong Juhui finally couldn’t hold back the rising nausea. Pale stomach acid poured into the open abdominal cavity.
But the guard, drenched in acidic fluid on his organs, convulsed as if malfunctioning.
In that moment, his arm with bones already removed flailed wildly, and slap, weakly struck Murong Juhui’s cheek-
Ah, no…
“Hik, heuuu… I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Sorry for dirtying. I’m sorry…”
“Oh my. It’s okay. It’s alright. Yes, that can happen. Those bastards, they should have at least left a chamber pot.”
Murong Juhui struggled to break free from Qing’s lap where she was embraced. No. No.
“It’s okay. That can happen. It’s not Miss Murong’s fault. Miss Murong did nothing wrong.”
“Let go! Let me go! No. I’m sorry, please let go. I’m dirty. I-“
“Shh. Miss Murong isn’t dirty. You told me, didn’t you? That you didn’t do anything dirty or shameful. That you endured well. You’re amazing.”
Such warm affirmation. It felt like tears would burst out. Yes, if I just obey, if I just listen well like this-
“Now. He’s about to take his last breath. Shall we watch this worm die together? The one who tormented Miss Murong was just such an insignificant creature. There’s no need to be afraid.”
Murong Juhui looked at the dying guard.
His arms and legs exposed white bone in places with muscles turned inside out, his abdomen and chest wide open, barely clinging to life with gurgling breaths.
“Look. There. Look at his eyes. See how desperately they’re begging for help? Isn’t it fun? Such an evil bastard looking so pitifully and desperately for help in the face of his own death.”
“Heuheup…!”
Murong Juhui could only desperately swallow her screams at that desperate, bloodshot gaze crying out for help.
—-
Long ago, Qing’s grade in her general psychology class was the highest.
This wasn’t because Qing was an enthusiastic student with high academic aspirations and excellent comprehension, but because she simply managed to stay awake in the notoriously boring class where attendance was barely 50%, among those who had messed up their course registration.
If that general psychology lecturer saw Qing now, he would regret it deeply and beat the ground.
Counseling a client is about healing wounded hearts through unconditional acceptance, affirmation, and empathy.
The biggest taboo among these is suggesting alternatives. If that would work, they wouldn’t have been hurt in the first place.
Qing got confused and did the exact opposite.
It was Qing’s own way of being considerate.
Isn’t revenge originally something that becomes empty when you lose momentum, and then life becomes meaningless?
Rather than killing easily, you should get as much comfort as possible by watching them suffer, she thought.
People tend to mistakenly think their own thoughts are universal, so Qing believed the gruesome anatomy of the Heavenly Slaughter Star would help Murong Juhui too.
“Miss Murong, are you alright now?”
But if extreme anatomy could heal the heart, Murong Juhui would have had to be born under an ominous evil star like the Earth Slaughter Star or Earth Calamity Star, if not the Heavenly Slaughter Star.
If Qing had just let her strangle her enemy, she might have felt relieved, but Qing’s own brand of kindness ended up being another torture for Murong Juhui to endure.
“Yes, mm, I, I did well, right? I did everything you, Miss Ximen told me to. You won’t abandon me, right? You’re not going to leave me behind?”
“Abandon? Don’t say such things. Of course, Miss Murong was a bit hateful but-“
“I was wrong. I’m sorry. I apologize. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. It was all my fault, was it me? No, you! It’s all because of you! If only you! If it weren’t for you! It’s your fault! Take responsibility! Of course you should take responsibility!”
Oh no. Qing thought “oops”.
She still hasn’t come to her senses.
I can’t even joke.
No, if it turns out like this, what do I become?
Qing sighed deeply.
At this, Murong Juhui startled.
Then she crawled over, scraping her knees, and clung to Qing’s legs again.
“No, no. I didn’t mean it. Don’t abandon me, okay? Now I only have you, Miss Ximen. I, I did everything you told me to. I’ll listen well from now on too. What should I, what should I do, yes, that, you like breaking things, right? Should I smash my head? Or if I gouge out my eyes, will you believe me?”
“Don’t play with corpses.”
“Ah. Then, then what should I do, just tell me and I’ll do anything…”
Qing hugged Murong Juhui tightly again.
“I’m sorry. It was a joke. I will absolutely never abandon you, so don’t worry. There. Pat pat.”
“Yes. Yes. Yes.”
Qing was about to sigh again but held it back.
Well, how afraid must she be of being left behind right now?
“Hmm. We need to return to the surface, but Miss Murong, can you wait here for a moment? I need to clear out the Blood Cult bastards on the way out-“
“Together, let’s go together! Don’t leave me behind!”
“If they use parasites, you’ll be in pain again. You don’t like pain, right? If you wait just a moment, I’ll quickly clear the way-“
“It’s fine! It’s fine so let’s go together. I can endure the pain. I’ll endure it so don’t leave me behind, don’t leave me alone…”
Qing scratched her head vigorously.
Why is she being so troublesome?
“The poison the parasites spew is painful but not life-threatening, but can you really endure it?”
“Yes! I can endure it. So-“
“Alright. Get up. Let’s talk once we get out first.”
At this, Murong Juhui took Qing’s hand and unsteadily got to her feet. Then after taking two trembling steps, she staggered and her body tilted, so Qing quickly caught the falling Murong Juhui.
“Miss Murong? Your feet, those bastards, a person’s toenails-“
“It’s okay. I can walk. It just hurts a bit.”
“How can you walk with all your toenails pulled out? This won’t do.”
“No, I can walk. I can walk!”
“Calm down. Yes, Miss Murong could probably walk, but it would hurt too much, right? I’ll carry you on my back. Come on.”
In the end, Qing tied Murong Juhui tightly to her back using the guard’s clothes.
Hmm. This is the podaegi, the greatest invention in human history that surprised the whole world and earned respect, invented by the great Korean people.
I don’t know why it turned out like this again.
—-
From what she heard, the Leader hadn’t been seen since last night and the Vice Leader left saying he had something to do after the morning incident, so it was a very opportune time to smuggle Murong Juhui out.
Qing had roughly heard about the underground paths, but it wasn’t easy at all to find the way based on verbal explanations.
Still, Qing wasn’t particularly worried, because if she didn’t know, she could just find someone who did. Smart people originally know how to use others.
So she leisurely strolled around, slowly concentrating to find signs of people, and finally found her target.
“Wh-who’s there! Here, mmph.”
As Qing stomped her foot, a pitch-black shadow rippled and shot out at terrifying speed to gag the Blood Cult warrior’s mouth.
However, parasites are not controlled by words.
When the solar plexus area burns hot like this-
“Ugh…!”
Along with the painful groan in her ear, suddenly sparks flew in Qing’s head too.
When a person’s pain exceeds the level that can be endured consciously, they reflexively grab onto something and try to squeeze and burst it with all their might.
To the point of damaging the ligaments in their hands.
It was monstrous strength that ignored the upper limit that the brain usually unconsciously imposes to prevent injury.
Murong Juhui was being carried on Qing’s back, so unfortunately a large handle was positioned in just the right place to grab.
“Ugh.”
Qing’s head turned pure white.
It was pain comparable to the Flowing Willow Soft Refinement training.
This is because female martial artists have more vital points than men.
At this, Qing also naturally applied strength to her grip, while she was holding the Blood Cult warrior’s lower jaw to block his voice.
In the end, the Blood Cult warrior’s upper and lower jaws were crushed and shattered, instantly cutting off his breath.
And Qing collapsed too.
Murong Juhui was a martial artist, and specifically one who used dual swords. To handle swords with just one hand each, her grip strength was far more powerful than ordinary swordsmen and saber users.
That powerful grip strength was squeezing Qing’s vital point with monstrous force exceeding normal output.
Qing couldn’t even tell her to let go and just collapsed, squirming.
The Blood Cult warrior died, but the parasite was still alive and kept sending stimulation signals, so it was terrible pain that lasted about one ke until it finally realized its host was dead and calmed down.
This is what karma is.
You could say she received retribution for the crime of forcing Murong Juhui to experience terrible forced killing.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I apologize. Don’t abandon me, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I’m really sorry. I really didn’t mean to, you can hit me, ah! Miss Ximen likes pulling out nails, right? If Miss Ximen wants, I have ten…”
This made it impossible to get angry.
Qing slightly lifted her skirt to check.
It doesn’t seem to be torn off. Did it burst?
It keeps throbbing, it hurts so much. Is this okay? It’s too painful…
“Haah. It’s okay. And who slandered me saying I like pulling out nails? Well, I do like it. But still.”
Qing prevented a recurrence by tearing up the Blood Cult warrior’s sleeve and giving the bundle to Murong Juhui to hold.
Thanks to one trial and error, the second attempt could succeed.
After the Blood Cult warrior received parasite removal surgery that left a hole in his stomach while trying to use the parasite, he was moved and changed jobs to become a kind guide, a real-time job change on the spot.
“If you go this way, it’s the northwest corner. Then, as promised…”
“Promises must be kept. But, I didn’t make any promises with Miss Murong, did I? Miss Murong? Please.”
At this, Murong Juhui stretched out both arms and snapped the Blood Cult warrior’s head.
Leaving behind the Blood Cult warrior with his neck turned over 90 degrees, Qing climbed the stairs step by step.
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