Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Haida's eyes were dull, worse than blind.

Her hands were so sore that she couldn't lift them. The palms of her hands were covered with a layer of thick, putrid liquid, and her long skirt was stained with brown pus.

More than twenty immortals lined up to find her to transform Rune.

After these immortals were done, they would hug her excitedly, praise her, and rub their filth on her.

These immortals only hold a few hundred runes in their hands, and they still have to think forward and backward to consider where they should use it. After thinking for a long time, they often choose to strengthen their bodies and fill up their thin and pale bodies.

In Haida's field of vision, the only faded person she could see, the king she recognized, was not far away at this time, but he never glanced at her.

Wuming is drinking with Patch and the Immortal.

Patch raised his glass:

Awesome, you really need to kidnap a witch.

Wuming shook his head proudly:

That's, what does honest management mean? If I tell you to find a witch, you will definitely find her.

He arched the Immortal's shoulders:

How about it? It would be nice to follow me, right?

The immortal's eyes filled with tears and he bowed his head in thanks.

The immortals sitting around Wuming are obviously stronger, their skinny bodies are fuller, their skin is more rosy, and there are no longer so many wrinkles.

Wuming helped the Immortal: There is no need to thank me like this. You are healthier and it is good for everyone. You are more efficient and can do more things. We can all earn more Runes. Earn Runes Well, you can continue to improve your physique.

Wuming stood on the table and raised his wine glass:

Happiness Spiral!

The other immortals cheered and raised their wine glasses high.

More and more immortals joined in, and the entire Mengliu Cave was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Wuming led people out of the cave and began to barbecue in the open air. The ulcers on the immortals' tongues were relieved, and they ate more deliciously this time.

Only Haida was slumped beside the table, covered in filth, motionless.

Wuming walked lightly back to the cave alone and looked at Haida with a smile:

Thank you for your hard work. Why don't you go and have dinner together?

Haida got up from the table, smoothed her pus-stained hair, and said weakly:

King, why do you ask me to transform runes for them? I can also transform them for you. I can tap into your powerful power.

Wuming said: You said I am strong, right?

Haida nodded.

That's alright, I'm already so strong, why do I continue to get stronger? Wuming said matter-of-factly.

Haida was stunned: You can't think like that...the king should get everything——

You have no foresight. Wuming said, I cure the immortals, and they can work better for me. The good days are still to come, so why be anxious.

Haida always felt that there was something wrong with Wu Ming's truth, but she couldn't explain it, so she was so anxious.

Okay, okay, go change your clothes, take a shower and rest, and then celebrate. Wuming said.

What are you celebrating? Haida asked.

Celebrating that my new round table is taking shape. Wuming laughed, Celebrating that we have a finger witch.

Haida burst into tears. She had no desire to celebrate this event.

But there was one thing that Haida agreed with. She should really wash up, change her clothes, and wash away the filth of the immortals.

Obviously, Bianhuo disease also causes ulcers, but the ulcerated eyeballs are so sweet, why are the pustules of the immortals so rancid.

Haida took off her dress and bathed and changed her clothes with the help of several Bianhuo soldiers.

Haida shrank into a bathtub. The water in the bucket was steaming. Under the bucket, several fire soldiers were spitting fire in their eyes to heat the bath water.

The Bianhuo soldier hesitated and said:

Master Witch, do you really want to stay here? He doesn't seem to have the bearing of a king at all.

This is the guidance of the light. I have no right to question it. Haida pursed her lips, Maybe this is the test we are waiting for. Let's endure the pain. This is experience.

We really can't bear to see you suffer like this. The soldier said.

Haida smiled:

It's okay. With you guys protecting me, I'm not alone.

She stood in the water and felt the heat surrounding her, as if she were floating in chaos. She enjoyed a moment of peace while the soldiers screamed in pain as they spewed out fire.

Oh, by the way, Haida, I want to discuss something with you. Wuming suddenly barged in.

Haida shrank into the water as if frightened, then slowly revealed her head and asked timidly:

King, what can I do for you?

This performance was of course fake, and she could only see two things in her dark sight. The distant lights of Three Fingers, and the fiery human form of Wuming.

She could clearly see the unknown approaching through the barrier, but the cute and lovable appearance of the little girl was more likely to arouse people's protective desire.

Wuming said: Lend me those of your subordinates.

Haida was stunned: What do you want them to do?

Assigned to Stonewell as a businessman. Wuming said, I found a few good stalls in Stoneville, but they are a bit dangerous and require people with force to go there.

This... Haida was embarrassed, King, your mission should be to change the world, go to the royal city, and inherit the will of the finger...

Wuming said: You don't want to? I thought I was your king.

Of course you are our king. Haida blurted out.

That's good. Wuming smiled, That's it. Patch has caught a large number of dung beetles these days. Let them take the goods to Stone City now. It's dark now, so it's suitable Enter the city.

The soldiers reluctantly packed up their things and left in a hurry.

Feeling the gradually cooling water, Haida was stunned. This was the first time she felt so alone and helpless.

Surrounded by boundless darkness and silence, only the lights on the other side and the nameless figure can be relied upon.

But the lights are far away in the horizon, and that majestic back... can it really be relied upon?

Although it was very close, Haida felt that the back was more difficult to reach than the lights on the other side.

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Wuming returned to the cave and began to assign tasks to his men.

The Immortal is responsible for going to the wild with Patch and others to find dung beetles, and collect Loya fruits, Hepa grass, etc. while several hybrids are responsible for security and hunting.

What about me? A faded person with bare buttocks came up to Wuming and pointed at himself.

Wuming looked at the faded man, only wearing a loincloth, with two Holy Grail bottles embedded in his buttocks.

Wuming remembered that this was Patch's younger brother, who used to be a thief with Patch.

In terms of level, he is much different from the faded ones in Nokmagli. He is a complete newcomer.

What's your name? Wuming asked.

I forgot. The faded one scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

How could you forget it? Wuming was surprised.

The Fader said, But my witch calls me Fader.

Tuifu... Wuming tried to figure out the name, He's from the Eastern Kingdom? Or is it the Land of Reeds?

I don't know! Tuifu said this without any shame.

Forget it, the past is not important, what is important is the future. Wuming no longer struggled, What do you want to do?

Tuifu's eyes seemed dead and he said, I don't know...

no target?

It's not that there is no goal. Taifu squatted aside, My witch asked me to take her to the foot of the Golden Tree.

Aren't you following Patch as a thief? Wuming asked.

Because it's too difficult, it's really too difficult! Tuifu covered his face, There are people everywhere who want to kill me. I have died everywhere. Ah, I don't want to move forward!

The husband huddled up and rolled on the ground:

Why do I have to face enemies like big tree guards when I go out? I can't even run away. There are also scary guys in the cemetery. I can't stand it!

Wuming held up his face, admiring the ugly appearance of his wife.

Seeing the newcomer, Wuming felt very friendly.

Wuming comforted him: Don't be discouraged. Do you want me to teach you two moves?

Shifu immediately got up from the ground:

Senior, what do you want to teach me?

What are you good at?

I have relatively high intelligence! Tuifu raised his hand.

Wuming glanced at the two Holy Grail bottles behind Tuifu's buttocks and nodded: I see.

What can I do? asked Tuifu.

Smartness is a good thing. Smart people can become mages. Wuming replied.

Is the mage very powerful?

Pretty awesome.

There must be some particularly powerful spell. Tuifu's eyes lit up.

Of course, you have a big shield in your left hand and a spear in your right hand. It will be very powerful if you learn a magic shield. Wuming gestured, Or you can learn a magic weapon and enchant your sledgehammer to block the gods and kill them.

Following Wuming's description, Tuifu thought about the future and became very excited:

Okay! I will work hard to become a magician!

Wuming added: You also need clothes and armor. It will be good for you. I will ask Getok to steal some of Stone City's knight armor for you later.

Tuifu showed a troubled expression:

No, I have mysophobia and I can't wear clothes that others have worn.

Unexpectedly, Tuefu had an inexplicable pursuit in a strange place. Wuming was speechless for a few seconds and said:

...Okay, we happen to have a tailor who can make you a new one.

Tuifu applauded happily:

Now I can challenge that hateful knight.

Is the big tree guarding? Wuming said, It's difficult for infantry to fight cavalry, why don't you also build horses? I happen to be short of mounts, so I went back to find two horses, one for each person.

Senior, I actually have a mount. Tuifu said.

Really? How come I've never seen it before? Wuming was surprised, I've never seen it inside or outside the cave.

It's called Torrett, and it's a spiritual horse. Tuifu blew a golden whistle, and stars shone through the sky, and a horse with long horns emerged from the air.

It can also jump in the air. Taifu directed the spirit horse to do a double jump.

Wuming looked at Lingma and remained silent.

Senior? Tuifu saw the silent Wuming and stepped forward to express his concern.

Damn it, why don't I have such a handsome mount? Wuming covered his chest, I can only ride a mouse.

Tuefu didn't expect Wuming's reaction and was a little confused:

Senior, how about you ride too?

Is that okay? Wuming immediately became happy and reached out to grab the reins without any ceremony, preparing to get on the horse.

Torrett retreated continuously, and even neighed and disappeared.

The two faders fell into silence.

Uh...it doesn't seem to like you very much. Tuifu scratched his head.

Wuming's outstretched hand hung in the air, trembling slightly.

Now it was Taifu's turn to comfort Wuming who was rolling on the floor.

Wuming covered his chest: Isn't it just a spirit horse that can step on the air and grow horns on its head and summon it anytime and anywhere... Not uncommon!

Wuming shouted so loudly, like a fox who dislikes sour grapes.

Tuifu saw that Wuming was in a bad mood and left wisely.

If you make this guy angry, even though he can't ride Torret, he can ride him.

Wuming sat on a stone and sighed sadly.

For some reason, he didn't get along with his mount.

The cavalryman who snatched the horse before was also uncooperative and ran away without paying attention.

Only the Bianhuo mouse was willing to carry him, and that mouse was infected with Bianhuo and could be said to be blind.

Wuming sighed, turned his head, and found Burke looking at him eagerly.

As the only demi-human in the Mongliu Cave, Wuming's mission to Burke is to stay in the cave, improve his sewing skills, and design new clothes.

What's wrong, Burke? Wuming asked.

Burke said: Master, I have a request...

What request?

My level is still not good enough, and I need to experiment and change frequently. Burke said, But without a reference, I am not confident...

Wuming understood: You need a clothes rack, right?

He thought for a moment and realized that only one person was relatively free.

It's easy to handle. Wuming said, I'll make arrangements for you.

Mengliu Cave, originally a high platform used by Pachi to hide, was now designated as an exclusive room for Haida.

There were three people in the room, Haida, Nameless and Burke.

Haida, who had just come out of the bath, felt a monkey climbing around her body, and from time to time he used a rope to measure her figure.

We need to get along well. Wuming gave Haida a two-thumb sign, and then jumped off the high platform.

It was late at night, and the reveling immortals fell asleep from exhaustion, leaving a mess behind. The scattered bones attracted several wolves, and Wuming threw the bones to them to disperse the wolves.

The golden tree high in the sky competes with the bright moon, emitting bursts of golden light.

This is the gift of the golden tree, free runes without any price, and the earth is constantly rejuvenated because of this nourishment.

Wuming stretched out his hand, caught the golden snowflakes, lifted up his face shield, and poured the golden crumbs into his mouth.

If Haida could see this scene, she would probably find in despair that the king she had high hopes for did not need the help of the witch at all.

He can absorb those runes himself and convert them into nutrients.

Patch came to Wuming's side, facing the mess on the ground, and sighed:

What a terrifying mobility. You can always get through any obstruction like a ballista.

Wuming did not respond to the compliment and looked up and down at the mountain stream and the bridge above his head.

What are you looking at? Patch asked.

We now have a team, logistics, businessmen, and witches. Wuming said, But we are still not complete enough to form a round table.

Do you really want to fix the whole round table? Patch said, What else do you want to fix?

The blacksmith and the newcomer. Wuming said, I can act as the blacksmith, but it's best to have someone special.

As for new blood, I think we need to attract more faded people to join us. Otherwise, it would be ridiculous to have no faded people like the Round Table Hall.

Patch suggested: When we sell them the Dung Beetle in Stone City, we can publicize it.

It's a good method, but Stone City is still too far away. I hope that faded people can enjoy our services as soon as possible. Wuming said.

What's your opinion? Patch asked.

It's time for us to move. Wuming said, The location is at Airei Church.

Wuming explained the advantages of Airei Church:

There are anvils and hammers there, and a complete set of blacksmith's equipment, where I can help the faded ones to forge iron. There is a blessing in the center, and the service area can be designed around the blessing. Gale does business there, and we can borrow his influence Strength and fame. It’s also close to the Heroes’ Cemetery, and many faded ones will come to take risks, and there are also faded ones thrown by Grek.”

A good place, but there is a big tree guarding it. Patch said, How do you solve it?

It seems that we can only ask him to move. Wuming picked up his sword and shield, I will go and be affectionate with him right now, and be reasonable with him.

When Wuming came to Airei Church carrying his long sword and prepared to have a cordial and friendly exchange with the big tree guard, it didn't happen.

He couldn't see the big tree guard anymore.

There was a mist near the Ailei Church, making it almost impossible to see.