The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 337

Episode 337 New evil guest cup

A place where travelers can eat, sleep, drink, and relax.

That place is the guesthouse.

There are guests who stay for one night, and it is a good place to come every day for cheap drinks. It is not at all luxurious, but it is a comfortable place. If someone asks me whether I would rather sleep in a silk-covered VIP room or in a guest house like this, I would of course sleep in the VIP room.

However, since that did not happen, I went up to the room on this floor and tried to sleep. It was comfortable, but the bedding had a slight smell of saliva. Human psychology is that we can tolerate our own smell, but we cannot tolerate other people’s smell.

I threw the pillow and did an arm pillow.

“… … .”

This thought occurred to me as I looked at the damp ceiling that had soaked in rainwater. This place is called Wicked Guesthouse. It was a guesthouse that good people could not endure.

There’s a demon in the next room.

There’s a demon in the front room.

There was a sword demon lying somewhere across the street.

We took the not-so-reliable Cha Seong-tae as a guard on the first floor and then took a rest.

Wasn’t the reason I gave Cha Seong-tae the Baekjeon Ten Dan Gong for a day like this?

In any case, if an enemy appeared, a crackling sound would come from Cha Seong-tae’s hand, and it would instantly wake up the Four Great Evils.

Noki was such a useful martial art… … .

This is an impossible task for an ice ball.

Of course, I couldn’t fall asleep right away because I was so sick from the rain all day long.

I remembered the man in black who kept watching me in the rain.

‘It’s a pity, but a murderer… … .’

In fact, there are not many cases where I sincerely wanted to kill.

The three Jo brothers, Daenachal, Teacher Su, Heukseon Orb, and the owners of the gambling house and auction house?

If you think about it, there are quite a lot.

In fact, they were people who didn’t fight to kill each other, but killed to resolve the situation. From the moment they believe the situation has been resolved, they rarely pursue and kill the enemy or continue unnecessary killings.

Because what I wanted was to solve the problem, not to keep killing someone.

So, the ones who survived were Daenachal’s disciples, Heukseonbo’s solo student, Hoyeoncheong, Namcheonryeonju, Cheolseombuin, Nammyeonghoeju, Sam Confucius and Sambok, Baekmyeon Confucius, and Hwang Bangju.

If you think about it, you saved a lot of lives.

Of course, it is not easy to see their faces now. Because we each have to live our own lives. That’s because I didn’t save them to use them as my slaves.

Maybe if the Four Heavenly Kings hadn’t come with the ghosts… … .

Couldn’t some of them be thinking about me somewhere, like the guys I saved? When I thought about it this way, I realized that the Red King was still alive.

Will he return to the Demonic Cult?

Or will he live a new life with his identity hidden?

Of course, I want to live a new life regardless of whether I am an ally or an enemy. The moment you decide you want to live a new life, your life will change, and because of that changed life, the fate of other people will also change.

Just like the eldest brother who took the seat of the chair himself.

I killed my opponent without any discrimination, and I also saved my opponent without making any distinction.

Even by that standard… … .

I was bitter because I felt like I couldn’t give a chance to people in black. There is no particular reason to be bitter. That’s because, by my standards, he is the most pitiful person.

Because I know what it feels like to be a doll hanging by the threads of evil, living a life waiting to one day be absorbed by the cult leader. The identity of the person in black can be said to be a case where malicious intent comes to life.

This is why I have trouble sleeping.

I fell into a light sleep, thinking of the man in black, not knowing whether I was sleeping or sinking into a swamp.

In my dream, I was dancing with a sword all night long with my whole body pierced by thread. Since I was used to nightmares, I cut the threads that were stuck to my body all night long.

…I opened my eyes to the light coming in through the crack in the window.

“… … .”

As I was looking at the grain of the wood illuminated by the sunlight, I couldn’t tell whether this was Jaha Gaekjan, Cheonri Gaekjan, or Chunmong Gaekjan. Anyway, since I stayed safely for one night, I felt a sense of familiarity.

It was only then that I remembered that this was a den of evildoers.

It rained so much yesterday.

Watching the blood gush out like strong rain.

Even though I spent the day covered in the murderous blood of ghosts, it was amazing to see beautiful sunlight streaming through the cracks in the morning.

Am I the only one who is beautiful?

I first got up and washed the cat’s face, then came down to the first floor and looked at Cha Seong-tae who was dozing off.

“… … .”

Cha Seong-tae was dozing in a chair, and his neck was bent downward as if it had been broken. Is that guy a protector, or has he become a wanderer traveling the river? I approached Cha Seong-tae’s back using the cat step method, put both hands together, and then did Baekjeon Sipdan Gong.

Let’s go!

“Ahh!”

As soon as Cha Seong-tae woke up making a sound, he took his stance and spewed out nonsense.

“what? “Is it a dream?”

I made eye contact with Cha Seong-tae and then answered.

“Go up and sleep.”

“All right.”

I breathed a sigh of relief and watched Cha Seong-tae go up. How dare you have the courage to sleep like that even when the forces of the Demonic Cult are around you… … . Although it was disqualifying as a defense method, it was not bad for a strong person.

Since when did I start seeing only the good in people?

I don’t know.

I went outside and enjoyed the unusual morning scenery.

It has become a busy area that looks like a typhoon has passed through with rain and wind. Broken wood was floating in stagnant rainwater, and broken weapons, corpses, and trash were all mixed together, making it no different from hell.

What kind of person could live in a place like this?

It seemed clear that everyone had run away like refugees.

Because there was nothing to eat and nothing to do… … .

I picked up the broom next to the guesthouse door and started to clean. I figured that even if I kept cleaning until the sun went down, I wouldn’t be able to clean the entire street.

Still, someone has to clean it up.

It’s not like I pooped. However, I am also guilty of making a fuss. First, I cleaned up the front of the guest room where I was staying.

Stagnant rainwater was pushed into the sewer, wood and trash were collected in one place, and nearby corpses were also collected in a large open space.

It took more than one hour just to clean up the area in front of the evil guest’s cup.

While I was cleaning, my hungry stomach growled, and I saw trash that didn’t go away even after I cleaned it up, so I thought about the old days for the first time in a long time.

Something was bubbling inside.

There are times when I lose my temper while cleaning, and this is the case right now.

It’s a very frustrating situation, but…

On purpose, I used martial arts skills and focused more persistently on cleaning. The corpses were kicked and collected in an empty lot, miscellaneous trash was burned in a salt field from time to time, and the stagnant muddy water was completely crushed and leveled.

The store next door was cleaned out, the store across the street was cleaned out, and all visible trash was removed, burned, and destroyed.

Even though I was cleaning by myself all morning, no one showed up.

Have I already fallen into cleaning hell?

Only then did the four great evildoers wake up and sit around in front of the wicked guesthouse, looking at me.

The demon asked me.

“what are you doing? from morning.”

“cleaning.”

“Why are you cleaning?”

“I’m doing it because no one else is doing it.”

This thought occurred to me while looking at the Four Major Villains.

People who have cleaned before say they are good at it, but those three people have never cleaned in their lives. So, he is also one of the four major evildoers. I must have been so bad-tempered that I never cleaned the house once in my life.

Just looking at the three people’s expressions gave off the impression that they shouldn’t be asked to clean.

“… … .”

I gathered the surrounding bodies back into the vacant lot, took firewood from an unattended store, threw it in, and set it on fire.

In this case, cremation is inevitably better.

I looked at the burning flames for a moment and looked at the stores across the vacant lot. I worked hard, but there was still so much trash that I couldn’t handle it.

Is it like looking at a rice field hit by a typhoon?

Only then was I able to understand the minds of the farmers to some extent.

My legs felt weak because I felt like I was seeing a natural disaster that I could not recover from on my own.

I sat down on the floor for a moment and sighed, feeling like a farmer who had ruined his farm.

‘Ah, you bastards…’ … .’

While I was watching the burning fireworks with a sense of despair, someone came up and called me.

“Lord Moon, it’s been a while.”

“Oh, the back is unmanned.”

When I looked up, I saw Mohist Deungliang standing there carrying a large baggage. I thought I could understand why the neighborhood dogs raised in the village liked their owners so much and were happy. Because the owner will soon provide food. In fact, there were some things that I was glad to see that suddenly appeared.

Teng Liang looked around and said.

“Lord Moon, I was in a hurry to get the call, so I wasn’t able to prepare the Dansa. Did you have dinner?”

“Oh, I haven’t done it yet.”

Teng Liang nodded and slightly bowed his head towards the four major villains in front of the Villains’ Guesthouse.

“It’s a complete mess. “I guess everyone has left, right?”

“As you can see.”

“great. I will go around, inspect and collect the ingredients to eat, and then make it myself in the guesthouse. Please wait a moment.”

I was worried about the equivalence.

“There may be demonic forces nearby?”

Teng Liang answered with a smile.

“I am also cautious to that extent. “Don’t worry.”

I once again found the light weight to be cool. A martial arts master who can cook while traveling around the battlefield… … .

Deungliang told me.

“Other friends will come soon. “I will prepare the meal first.”

“Thank you.”

Who is the other friend? After Deungryang disappeared somewhere, I put in firewood a few more times, then stopped and looked at the middle of the road. Peasants who were out of line were rushing in, some holding farming tools in their hands, while others were carrying bags of rice.

As soon as I saw the troops made up of peasants, I had no choice but to get up.

“… … .”

This is also because, as I was looking at the ruins, I felt the feelings of a farmer who had ruined his farm. The peasant troops stopped and a man walked from the center.

It was a man with a tanned face, and as soon as I saw his face, I could easily recognize that he was a man who worked on the farm every day.

Most Kang Ho-in don’t have that kind of face, skin, or wrinkles.

The man who came closer said with a grin.

“Lord Mun, we have come from the Hanga Sanghoe (漢家商會), which supplies rice to Lord Munbyeok and Unhyang.”

Yeounbyeok is the head of Mohism.

I thought the man in front of me was the head of a farming family. After being polite, I greeted them.

“Hoeju.”

The head of the farm looked around and then spoke to me.

“Are you cleaning? They’re burning bodies too. “We have a lot of help, so let’s help.”

I couldn’t keep my mouth shut so I just nodded. The head of the farmhouse looked back at the peasant troops and gestured without saying a word. Then, as the troops spread out, they put down their farming tools and rice bags and began cleaning with movements that were as familiar as mine.

Is it because I was cleaning all morning?

Or is it because he witnessed the merger of the farming family and the Mohist family?

Strangely, my legs felt weak and I fell to the floor.

Then the head of the farm sat next to me and spoke to me in a relaxed tone.

“Munju, thank you for your hard work. “I heard there was a big fight in Dongho, but I was disappointed that I couldn’t help.”

I looked at the head of the farm and saw that he seemed to be quite a bit older than me, so I answered him politely.

“Yes, how did you get here?”

The head of the farm looked at me.

“Our store’s head office is near Murimmaeng. I feel a bit sorry for the Murim Alliance, but that’s because it is the most secure there. But I also received a call from an unexpected person… … .”

I listened to the matriarch and looked at her with my arms crossed. The head of the farmhouse looked at me and said these words.

“The white-robed scholar requested support from the entire scholar faction. Because it doesn’t happen often. Moreover, the target of support was Hao Wen Zhou. So I was able to run in one step.”

While listening to the story, I felt very strange.

“… … .”

The absurd thing was that the head of the farmhouse must have been the same, snorting and laughing a few times before muttering.

“Who would a scholar in white clothes help… … I’ll have to live long to see this.”

I made eye contact with the head of the farmhouse and then nodded.

“That’s right.”

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