The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 43

Episode 43. When bad thoughts and evil thoughts meet

There was no need to nag Cha Seong-tae, who had lost to Samabi ten times. Since Sima Bi was originally a stronger man, it was a natural result.

Either accept defeat as a shame and wake up. Or you can accept it with the attitude that there is nothing you can do and become complacent.

It is Cha Seong-tae’s choice.

If Cha Seong-tae accepted it as a humiliation and awakened, I was willing to help him.

Until then, I don’t think I’ll worry about it either.

This is because in order for a person to change, he or she must take the first step.

On my way back, I looked back at Maehwaru Pavilion from a little distance away, and after a while, I quietly passed by Yongducheolbang. While the people in my hometown were doing their own thing, I turned to the black cat room.

What Hao Wen-ju had to do right now was on Heukdo.

Step by step, crush and eliminate the black power that is widely surrounding Ilyang County.

Because I had used excessive light attack due to Samae Hongsin, I walked slowly when I returned. As he entered the quiet path, about a dozen strong men were approaching silently from the front.

Everyone kept their mouths shut and seemed to be moving in the direction I had been walking, that is, toward Ilyanghyeon.

I looked at the group of strongmen, and as the group of strongmen passed by, they all looked at me.

When about a dozen men crossed paths with me as if switching places, and then walked three or four more steps… … .

Kang Ho-in’s group stopped first.

I also turned around.

When I looked around, I saw that they were all living people.

While I was staring at the group of strongmen, a man took something out of his pocket and checked it.

I thought that what he was looking at was a disgrace. Sure enough, the guy who checked my appearance lifted his head and checked my face again.

“It looks like Izaha.”

Three or four people gathered around the man with the facial mask and checked together. The leader of the group, whose complexion was unusually dark, spoke to his subordinates.

“that’s right?”

“you’re right.”

“You said you couldn’t see it in Ilyang County, so why is it there?”

“I do not know.”

What kind of conversation is this?

They said that the people looking for me were heading towards Ilyang County, where I was not.

I asked the leader of the group.

“Are you the beggars from Heukseonbo?”

The leader responded to my question with a question.

“You are Lee Jaha, right?”

Question after question collided, but there was no answer.

The atmosphere was different from that of the Twelve Lord’s subordinates. Heukseonbo has a unique atmosphere. Guys who look like they came out after a long time holding a knife after rotting in a gambling hall for about ten days are usually better than black wires.

A man asked the leader.

“What should I do? “I didn’t know Lee Jaha would be here.”

A breath escaped my nose without me even realizing it.

Considering the meaning of the words, I thought that he was moving to Ilyang County to engage in mischief.

I felt strange.

It’s like a sinking feeling.

In fact, after returning, I felt as if the madness from my previous life had never existed.

The very fact of returning to the past felt like a somewhat enjoyable pastime.

The leader of the group, who was looking at my expression, stepped forward.

“I am Heukseonbo’s single student. You killed Neung Ji-seok, Wi Seon-woo, and Ou Yang-su, right? The owner of Heukseonbo offered thirty pieces of gold as a bounty. The places that requested it were Hosobang and Maegeomsamja. “I was on my way to Ilyang County to post a wanted notice, so please read it yourself.”

As the solo student nodded to his subordinate, one of them came to me and held out a door with information written on it.

What the black sword gives, the right thing to do is not to take it.

When I did not receive a visit, the lonely student continued to talk.

“I was looking for him because there was a rumor that he had disappeared from Ilyang County. If you confidently come to Heukseonbo and confront him directly, Boju will pay appropriate compensation to Hosobang and the three swordsmen and withdraw the arrest warrant. “What are you going to do?”

Originally, the method often used by black swords was to harass people around them and prevent them from escaping.

These guys probably went into Ilyang-hyeon, committed mischief, and then paid a visit. The more confident heukdo is, the more he proposes a way for the parties to resolve the issue face to face, and Geumbonggakju’s death after calling me is a similar case.

I counted their number and then answered.

“There are eleven people in total. “It’s too much to just put up a wanted sign.”

The high school student answered.

“They just flocked around because there was a rumor that they had good skills.”

“That’s a good excuse. I don’t feel like going to see your orb right now. “I will come visit you soon.”

The high school student glared at me.

“If you don’t go, we will go to Ilyang County.”

I scratched my chin with a calm expression.

“I said I would go later.”

“We better go together now.”

I answered while picking my nose with my little finger.

“Dokagosaeng, why are you trying to die right now with your ten subordinates? “Let me ask you why.”

“How can we accept the attitude that they will arbitrarily kill Neung Ji-seok, Wi Seon-woo, and Ou Yang-su and then come and explain later?”

“That’s not the point of the conversation right now.”

There are days when I feel strange.

There are days when I feel no emotion even if I randomly kill someone, and there are days when I want to avoid killing without thinking, and today is like that.

I don’t know why.

If my actions had been consistent, I wouldn’t have been called Gwangma.

I am the person who became a madman by just living by feeling every day.

Maybe it was because I often imagined leading the Black Cat and clashing with Black Sunbo.

But things in the world don’t always go as planned.

Dokgosaeng was not afraid of death.

“It’s the same whether you kill us all and go find Heukseonbo later, or you go find us and Heukseonbo now. Anyway, the later it gets, the more you will have to deal with Hosobang and the three swordsmen. I’m just as tired one way or another. “Isaha.”

Here I decided.

“Let’s go to Heukseonbo.”

A headwind blew in my heart.

It felt like the feeling of originally not wanting to kill was being suppressed by something and was being heated by fire.

It is also me who does this and that.

The Ark of the Black Cat increases the power of the Black Island by wearing a mask.

I guess if I take off my mask, I will become a demon again.

In Ilyang County, he was Hao Wenju, but as he got further away from Ilyang County with Heukseonbo’s group, he began to stop thinking normally.

When bad thoughts and Jumsoi Ijaha combine, they become Gwangma.

It’s a sad thing.

I had a lot of bad karma in my previous life, but I don’t know how I can handle the bad karma in this life.

I suddenly thought of an unidentified man who was supposedly imprisoned in heaven. Although it was only expected, I thought that I would probably occupy the room next to the man’s prison.

I am such a sinful person.

Most actions taken to protect the weak end up killing people.

I understand that the Murim Alliance hated me so much in my past life.

I arrived at the lower reaches of the Iryong River with a group of black sailboats and boarded a boat. After a long time, I looked at the rolling waves of the Iryong River and waved my hand toward Ilyanghyeon, which was shrinking in the distance.

“Goodbye. My hometown, I am leaving to make money. I will come back successful. If you succeed and come back, please welcome me warmly. “Just like that, Jumsoi boarded the ship and left.”

As I continued to wave my hand toward my hometown and talk nonsense, the group of black sailors looked at me with frowns. Their thoughts sounded like hallucinations.

‘Is he crazy?’

I looked at Heukseonbo’s henchmen one by one with a calm expression and said,

“They all look really ugly. “I don’t know if I’m doing ugly things because I’m ugly, or what’s going on in the world.”

“… … .”

No one responded to me, but I continued to say what I wanted to say.

“But when I see some good-looking guys I know doing ugly, perverted things, it seems like their faces don’t have much to do with the ugly things they do. Even taking that into account, it’s really surprising why you all look so unlucky. Is it because it rotted in the gambling hall? If you think about it, you probably haven’t looked like this since you were young. Maybe it’s because it’s such a shitty thing to see around you every day that it’s affected your face. Slave auctions, things like that.”

One guy who was listening while holding back his temper said to me.

“Can’t I just keep my mouth shut?”

I answered while examining his facial expression.

“Why do you have no eyebrows? It’s a rat thing. The eyes are dull and dull. Your skin is like a battlefield. When I open my mouth, my rotten self comes here. Why is it attached to the black line? If you want to make a living, work. You bastard. “What do you think while watching the slave auction?”

The guy responded to what I said.

“I thought, I should make money and buy a slave.”

Heukseonbo’s henchmen burst out laughing at the same time.

“Ha ha ha ha ha.”

I suddenly looked at the expression on the face of the high school student. The high school student was not smiling the whole time.

“High school student, why aren’t you smiling?”

In response to my question, Dokgo Saeng poured out curses at his subordinates.

“shut up. Before I kill you, you crazy bastards. Bo-ju is the man to deal with, but you idiots are laughing at the customer? “Anyone who opens his mouth until we get there, I’ll cut off his arm.”

All of the henchmen fell silent due to the high school student’s threats.

The high school student spoke to me.

“Keep talking. “That’s a nice voice to hear.”

I nodded and then asked the student.

“How old are you.”

“I’m twenty-five.”

“What about marriage?”

The high school student sighed.

“What kind of marriage is this? “I live in Heukdo.”

The answer was, “Why are you asking about marriage, when you never know when life will turn around?”

This guy wasn’t normal either.

Sure enough, the high school student suddenly lost his temper and started swearing while looking at me.

“How old are you. What kind of marriage are you asking about? You crazy bastard. Why did you kill those three? Why kill people and make them so tired? Are you that good at fighting? Are you crazy? You have enough skills to kill all the idiots here, and even me, right? I understand. But how could you go against all of Heukseonbo alone and go to extreme lengths to kill people? You crazy bastard. Do you know how many Heukseonbo there are?”

I answered briefly.

“How many people?”

“I don’t know, you little bastard. “More than five hundred people.”

The guy next to the high school student suddenly intervened.

“Over six hundred.”

Then, the student who responded continued to hit the guy on the head without saying a word. After punching his man’s face until it was bloody, he said:

“When I speak, understand. a little. “I told you to shut up, but you didn’t.”

At that moment, Dokgo-saeng suddenly grabbed the blood-covered man by the collar and threw him into the Iryong River. A sound was heard and the guy shouted.

“Captain! Help me. Swim well… … .”

The high school student screamed loudly.

“If you don’t hit it, you die. “You bastard.”

I watched the man struggling in the river with the group of Heukseonbo.

The river seemed deep.

I looked pitifully at the drowning guy.

“Fish need to eat too. Become a Buddha. “Anyway, you heartless black bastards.”

It was annoying for me to save him too.

Dokgosaeng asked his subordinates.

“Is there anyone else to make a fuss about?”

I responded to what the single student said.

“Are you sure?”

I sighed while looking at the rippling Iryong River.

“Ah, I should have attacked Black Cat Bang and put an end to it. Or, it would have been good to aim for a two-party plan by linking it with Daenakchal. In the end, this is what happens. “You can’t predict what happens to people.”

At this time, Dokgo-saeng took out a small tool from his pocket, I don’t know whether it was a dream plant or a hallucination plant, skillfully lit it and took a sip.

The white smoke that came out of Dokgosaeng’s mouth scattered in vain over the waves of the Iryong River. A high school student who was spitting out smoke while taking a few deep sips asked me.

“So, Lee Jaha, are you going to save us?”

While waiting for my answer, the student took another deep breath of smoke. A single student who asked a question that did not match his tone or behavior at all waited for my answer.

It was as if he had expected it from the first time we met.

The high school student spoke again.

“You asked. “Are you going to save me?”

I shook my head and looked at the flowing river water. I tried my best to erase the bad thoughts in order to calm down the madness.

In order for a person to change, he or she must take the first step. I responded like this, thinking that I should not live like Gwangma in my previous life.

“I will save the one who survives. I promise. “You decide among yourselves.”

It means killing each other.

Does this work?

As soon as I finished speaking, everyone, including Dokgosaeng, grabbed their swords to kill each other.

Black people are like this.

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