The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 191

Episode 191 Jahado Red Road

I respect Geomma’s thoughts, and I also agree that there would be a problem if the three princes died in Baekungji.

But is human psychology really that simple?

Of course it didn’t feel good. However, my mood always fluctuates, so as I looked at the pathetic s*x demons, stuffy demons, and gentle crazy sword demons gathered in the living room, my unpleasant feeling gradually disappeared.

Four idiots, including me.

In my past life, I was mostly alone fighting, killing, being chased, and going crazy, but now going crazy with these idiots wasn’t so bad.

No matter how crazy these guys are, they are experts who can fight together with the enemies I am trying to face.

Thanks to this, I quickly forgot the discomfort I felt from sending someone like the Three Confucius alive.

When I think about it, the chances of him appearing in front of me again and dying are not high. I expect that I will be attacked by my brothers or killed by an assassin sent by my brothers.

Regardless of whether he dies or not.

What is more important now is that I am gradually turning the evildoers of my past life towards the light. I plan to guide the idiots who belong to the Past Life Villain Association to the Jaha path.

White peach, black peach, black peach.

I do not know. Actually, it’s none of my business.

But I know a little bit about the path I want to pursue. Kill those who should have died, give a chance to those who should not have died, and leave the results up to heaven.

As I kept looking around at the idiots and taking a deep breath, the Sword Demon asked me.

“Moonju, are you okay? “It’s not like a demon came here, is it?”

“I’m fine. “What about you?”

The devil looked at me with a blank expression.

The demon also nodded as if there was no problem.

“It’s okay.”

The Sword Demon asked me again.

“… … “It looks like the vase is burnt. Should I have another plum or drink?”

I shook my head.

“Okay, let’s have some plums in moderation. “I will stay at Cheonri Gaekjan or Baekeungji for the time being.”

The Sword Demon nodded.

“Do what’s convenient for you.”

I said to the demon.

“Send people who can be hired tomorrow at a daily wage to Cheonri Gaekjan. “I have to dispose of the bodies and clean the guest rooms.”

The demon nodded.

“I’ll let you go on my own. “The walls will also have to be repaired.”

After getting up from my bed, I spoke to the idiots.

“Then rest. “I think I’ll come to some kind of enlightenment, so I’ll have to practice some at night.”

The Sword Demon said with a faint smile.

“Make it hard.”

Teacher Yukhap stood up and said to me.

“Moonju, give me some money. “I need to find a place to stay.”

“This beggar… … .”

“Don’t forget that your subordinates robbed you of everything you had.”

“check.”

I had no choice but to take the slip out of my pocket and hand it to Teacher Yukhap.

* * *

The butcher is dead, but I inherited his ignorant and brutal slaughter method.

The master of slaughter method, that is me.

The trick of the slaughter method is simple.

It is a martial arts technique in which a man who cannot feel physical pain attacks while giving up defense.

I have dealt with a variety of martial arts, but none was as brutal as the Butcher’s sword. It was a method of rising that was extremely ignorant, yet very difficult to deal with.

The feeling of walking delicately between death and Dongguijin.

The slaughter method is powerful enough to defeat people of similar skill, and it is also a method that can take the breath away of even top-ranking experts, even if their skills are lacking.

Of course, there is a risk that several parts of the body will be blown away in the process.

Therefore, I recreated the slaughter method in my own way and randomly displayed it on the road while heading to Cheonri Gaekjan.

Since I am usually a guy who is not shy, I moved around while swinging the knife in a messy manner.

I tried to concentrate and go crazy, and it turned out to be a method perfectly suited to a crazy person.

I opened a light attack and held out the butcher knife in front of me.

Move forward by swinging in a short trajectory, and swing while lowering your head as soon as you check the enemy’s movements.

then… … .

The slaughter method that unfolds while moving forward is Chosik.

Dodging while unfolding is a herbivorous method of slaughter.

I mixed this herbivorous diet with this herbivore and ran through the night. Sometimes, whenever the swords and memorizations of enemies created in my imagination flew into my body, I twisted my body and held out the butcher knife, stabbed, and swung.

He moved like a butcher who was trying to kill me as much as possible.

While running, it floated low in the air and stabbed, cut while moving, and even when it hit the weapon, it switched to attack.

My head now contains every moment the butcher rushed to kill me. The butcher’s murderous intent, bravery, and brutality were unfolding again in my hands.

I furiously repeated one herbivore and this herbivore, and finally realized the three herbivores in question.

Giving up one’s body and suffocating the opponent is the third method of slaughter.

Sam Chosik was truly brutal.

To put it a little differently, it could be called a sophisticated dong-gwi-jin technique.

Clearly, the psychological warfare of the slaughter method was to force both the opponent and myself to be injured at the same time, and to force the enemy to retreat by using momentum.

How could I have fought while running away and struck down the butcher knife while retreating?

Because I was like this, even most experts would have a hard time with slaughter techniques.

I continued to swing my sword, using the moonlight as my friend.

Even as the imaginary sword pierced my abdomen, dropped my left arm, and cut off my knee, I decapitated the opponent with a butcher knife.

This time, the moment I imagined holding out my left hand while floating in the air, sinking the opponent’s sword into my palm, and then splitting the virtual opponent in half with my sword extended, a shiver ran down my spine.

“ah… … “It is truly brutal.”

This method of slaughter is a martial law in which a brutal mindset leads to herbivory.

I went on a rampage alone at night, repeating one, two, three seconds. It’s a movement that seems to be possessed by the soul of a butcher. However, because my nature itself was not weak enough to be shaken by ghosts, I was not at all afraid.

While I was heading to Cheonri Gaekjan… … .

I completely made the slaughter method my own.

Because it was a method full of madness, I was able to learn it without difficulty.

However, I didn’t like the word slaughter, and since I inherited the butcher’s method anyway, I decided on a new name for the new method.

From now on, this is the magic sword method.

As soon as I gave it a new name, I danced a sword dance in front of Cheonri Gaekjan to forget the three basic rules of slaughter.

I planned to dance the sword dance until I forgot the three types of herbivores.

Even though I was dancing alone like a crazy person, the butcher I created from my imagination came back to life and attacked me with the butcher technique.

I continued the sword dance, crushing the slaughter technique with the light magic technique.

In an instant, his entire body was torn into tatters… … .

To begin with, I am a fanatic.

While dancing with a sword, he tore the butcher to death again, cut him off and killed him, smashed his head with tension, and even neutralized the Donggwieun Choshik and split it in half.

A state of trance… … .

Out of excitement, he threw the butcher knife at the signboard of Cheonri Gaekjan… … .

Sigh!

As soon as I pulled out the wooden sword, I performed the plum blossom sword dance. It was a sword dance that improvised light magic techniques. In an instant, the plum tree in the Black Cat Room came to mind, and the faces of the subordinates I had formed relationships with after my return passed by.

As soon as I naturally think about not getting hurt… … .

The power of Gwangma Sword Dance has been significantly weakened.

As soon as I lost my temper, I put my sword back, jumped into the air, and pulled out the butcher knife attached to the sign.

Plum Sword Dance is a truly difficult area, so I thought it would be right to move on after mastering the light magic technique perfectly.

* * *

I went into Cheonri Gaekjan, where corpses were lying around, and took a moment to catch my breath. There were mangled corpses everywhere, as if the s*ut had used an ice ball.

At this time, the sound of something rattling suddenly caught my ear.

“… … .”

When I went up to this floor, I saw a man leaning his upper body against the wall, looking at me with a pale face.

His whole body was shaking, as if he had been hit by an ice ball.

I wondered for a moment why this guy was alive.

When I thought about it, he was the guy who had spoken harsh words to the butcher at first, but then fell and fainted due to the tension of the three princes.

I said as I approached the guy holding the butcher knife.

“… … You were alive. You’re lucky. All of her companions are dead. But unfortunately, I got caught. this guy. ha ha ha… … .”

When I raised the butcher knife with a smile on my face, the guy who was sitting there watching fainted. As soon as I saw white foam flowing from his mouth, I retrieved his knife.

“Are you fainting? check.”

When I woke up later, I thought I would have to interview him and then hire him as Jeomsoy.

In any case, the owner of the guesthouse is better than the guesthouse Jeomsoi. In addition to cleaning, cooking, delivery, entertaining guests, dealing with the truth, taking care of customers, sweeping the front yard, wiping spit, and soliciting customers, Jeomsoy has one hundred and seventy-two other miscellaneous tasks.

On the other hand, in the case of a guest house owner, it is definitely more comfortable than Jeomsoy because there are tasks such as counting money, napping, going out, looking around, meddling, and grinding Jeomsoy.

Eventually, I needed a rest, but I couldn’t spend the night with the corpses, so I had no choice but to throw the butcher knife at the unconscious man’s head.

Wedge! Sigh!

As soon as the butcher knife was stuck in the wall above the unconscious guy’s head… … .

The guy who had fainted opened his eyes.

I spoke as soon as I made eye contact with him.

“Get up before I beat you to death.”

“My body is frozen… … .”

As I walked away, he jumped up.

“… … .”

I asked while holding the young man’s chin and examining his face.

“Do you know who I am?”

“This is Hao Wen-ju.”

“Do you want to clean, do you want to die?”

“I will clean it.”

“practice.”

I hired a man who was supposed to be the guard of the Three Confucius as a cleaner, and then pulled the butcher knife from the wall.

As Saekma said, there was a hole in the wall on this floor, so I sat in front of it and watched the night view.

“… … “Go to the kitchen and get some alcohol.”

The guy who was about to start cleaning went into the kitchen, clattered, brought out a drink and put it down next to me.

I enjoyed the night view while drinking a tasteless drink.

It seemed like it would be a while before we could see the morning sun. The sound of the Three Princes’ men silently removing the bodies of their dead comrades was heard. The guy who had been cleaning for a while asked me in a cautious tone.

“… … “Lord Mun, has Grand Duke Sam also passed away?”

“He’s not dead yet. “If I died here, I would be in trouble, so my colleagues saved me.”

“All right.”

I asked as I looked out into the black night.

“Why did you ask?”

“If the three Grand Dukes die, all of their guards will also have to commit suicide.”

“check.”

I asked in a quiet tone.

“Do you know where the white-robed student lives?”

“This is my first time hearing this nickname.”

“How did the Three Confucius approach the Butcher?”

“The butcher was originally a murderer who had dealings with a returnee elder. “I knew the location.”

“Who did the returnee ask the butcher to kill?”

“It was a standby force to join when assassinating another archduke.”

“They really are brothers who think terribly of each other. Stupid bastards… … .”

I closed my eyes and finished the day. As soon as I closed my eyes, I saw the butcher’s expression.

Next, the Three Princes were kneeling, glaring at me. Perhaps because I met so many crazy people, all I could do now was laugh.

A warning to the guy who cleans at the border between dreams and reality.

“… … “Don’t make me chase you with a knife.”

“All right.”

Suddenly, I remembered countless nicknames for martial artists who had been treated the same way as me in my past life.

Poisonous demons, demonic demons, colored demons, butchers, solitary ascetics, flying guests, Dongho Ilgeom (東胡一劍), evil emperors, even heavenly evil… … .

As soon as I thought that I had become stronger in such a short period of time, I felt drowsy. However, the Three Confucius’ subordinates were cleaning, and for some reason, events from my past life came to mind, so I couldn’t sleep easily.

I opened my watery eyes again and stared endlessly into the black darkness.

Since I had nothing else to do, I held on to my sanity.

waited for the light

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