Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Finally freed from the puppet's frail body, Wuming thought, he could finally relax.

Wuming woke up from Yatan. Before he could open his eyes, he felt like there was a leak in his body and he was extremely weak.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was already in a ruined battlefield, with broken walls and ruins everywhere. Fragments of cannons, crossbows and trebuchets were everywhere, and the smell of blood was buried in the smoke. From time to time, craters and corpse fragments fell into view.

Wuming stared at the scene in front of him and slowly spoke:

Where is this...?

The battlefield ruins outside the royal city. Patch's voice came from behind.

When Wuming heard Patch's voice, he immediately relaxed and wanted to turn around, but found that he couldn't control his body.

After a little judgment based on the height and angle of view, Wuming found that all he had left was his head, which was contained in a helmet.

What's going on? Wuming was surprised.

How come you only have one head left? Patch asked.

How can I still speak with only one head left? Wuming tried hard to control the muscles on his face and shook his head, It's amazing.

Who knows, you can survive like this, and you can speak with only one head. It's not a weird thing. Patch walked to Wuming's head, squatted down and touched Wuming's helmet like a cat.

Patch's leather armor was a little dirty, but generally in good condition.

So, what's wrong with me? Wuming said, I remember that I was in the caravan's carriage. Where is the caravan?

That's right. Patch explained to Wuming.

The caravan met the convoy escorting the criminals, but when the two teams passed by each other, the convoy escorting the criminals suddenly attacked.

A steady stream of corrupt relatives poured out of the huge coffin pulled by the mountain demon. The motorcade outside the car also took off its disguise, and all the human creatures were transformed into insects.

Even the huge mountain monster, after taking off its disguise, was a huge agglomeration of countless insects. Then the insects collapsed and fell near the caravan. The sight is enough to cause a psychological breakdown in the average person.

The insects held strange-looking weapons, spewed ferocious insect threads, and attacked the caravan crazily.

There are so many bugs that even Mongolt and Lance Sanks can't protect everyone. The worm threads intertwined almost forming a canopy, covering the sky and the sun, blocking the light of the golden tree, like a spider web or a poisonous snake, about to strangle everything wrapped in it.

Corruption dependents? Wuming frowned, Why are they attacking us? Shouldn't we be partners?

It seems they don't want to cooperate anymore, Patch said.

There are actually people as capricious as you...

You only have one head left now, believe it or not, I will stab you to death? Pachi pulled out a dagger from his waist and gestured in front of Wuming's eyes.

So... the caravan suffered heavy losses? Wuming stared at the sharp dagger blade, just like the golden people looking at the worm threads that cover the sky. How many are still alive? Don't tell me that the whole army was wiped out again.

It's not surprising that the insect silk attack with that density would wipe out the whole army except for a few strong men. Patch smiled, But no, the insects did not attack the caravan, and the insect silk did not harm the employees.

So good? Wuming was surprised, Are the insects here to contribute silk?

All the worm threads are rushing towards your body. Patch gestured with his fingers, In an instant, your body was turned into a volcanic stone by thousands of worm threads - it was riddled with holes, which is called a loose body. .”

Insects are specifically here to kill me? Wuming understood. His head was moving wildly, and his neck was covered in blood. What are they trying to do? I am a harmless, innocent and cute creature like me.

Patch shrugged, with a sly smile on his face:

Who knows, there is no time to think about this on the battlefield. Although the caravan was not attacked, everyone's behavior was surprisingly the same - to protect you. So the melee started, even the weak Immortals were blocking you I held the bug in front of me to prevent it from approaching, and casualties occurred quickly.

You are really good at telling stories. Can you please tell me the result quickly? Wuming said, I have to go and save people if they die.

You still have runes to save people? Patch said, Isn't it enough for you to save Millicent?

Wuming wilted and muttered: There are always more ways than difficulties. The employees themselves also have wages, so you can use theirs first. Although they have lost all their wages, they still have life!

Patch said: Originally, we were going to fight normally, but Millicent left. Our high-end combat power only had an Omen King and an Ancient Dragon. Other than that, it was a hybrid Omen and the like. There must be a lot of casualties. But. Thinking of Millicent, I suddenly thought of a good way.

What's a good way? Wuming's eyes lit up, thinking that there was a chance of improvement.

It seems like the bug only wants you. Patch said, Why don't we just hand you over? Anyway, Millicent is gone, so if I throw you out, other people won't be so dissatisfied that they can directly stop me.

ah?

Patch smiled and said: Oh, the effect is outstanding. As soon as you are thrown out, the insects will stop attacking us immediately. It will be very hard to stab you when I catch you. From the weapons to the insect silk, everything on your body will be torn apart. On you.

Wuming looked at the broken corpses on the battlefield with his insect-like low perspective, and said, Five horses divided the body?

The corpses of hundreds of insects. Patch corrected, It's so miserable that I can't bear to look at it. No, your head has collapsed here. I estimate that you died at least a dozen times.

Dead a dozen times... Wuming murmured, suddenly realizing why he was so weak, Then my rune!

You don't have much left after saving Millicent, Patch said. How much more can you lose.

Patch continued: Kill you to death and the bugs will leave. As expected, they didn't bother us anymore. With the help of Lance Sanks, the caravan suffered zero casualties in the end.

Wuming rolled his eyes and looked at Patch with the standard fierce look of lowering his head and raising his eyes:

Is this your good idea?

Yes. Patch nodded calmly.

Wuming beamed: As expected of you, you did a great job!

Several squirming black lines burst out from the neck section of the head, holding up the nameless head like spider legs, and then formed a line man. The lines are also dotted with sparkles.

The line man stood up and put his arm around Patch's shoulders:

As expected of my good brother, what a perfect response. I knew staying in the academy was the right choice.

Patch grabbed Wuming's head, picked up the black thread, and tied it around his waist.

The caravan has already gone to search for your parts. But I saw that many parts were taken away by insects. Patch said, What do you want to do with it?

Of course I brought it back. This armor is also very valuable. Wuming smiled grimly, It just so happens that I can sense where my body is.

I'm only going to help you lead the way. I won't get into a fight. Patch said, Can you do that?

Okay, okay. Wuming said, They took my body away. One head is not enough, and there are no other parts.

Another black line burst out from Wuming's neck, he assumed a fencing posture, wielded his sharp sword skills, and drew lines of fire in the air.

Patch wore a knight's helmet on his waist, followed Wuming's command, and walked in one direction.

Why didn't you wake up? Patch asked, If you woke up earlier, there wouldn't be so much trouble.

Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite. Wuming sighed, There's also something big going on at the college, and I can't get away.

Oh? Patch raised his eyebrows, very interested, If it makes you unable to move away, something happened to Se Lian?

Almost died. Wuming said, Maybe he's already dead. I'm not sure yet. We'll have to wait and see.

Wuming told Patch what happened in the academy.

Black Saber was actually dispatched? Patch was surprised. It's incredible. Du Juan was able to contact Black Saber?

The whole thing is a bit strange. Wuming said, It's a pity that the black knives seem to have been killed by Latan, otherwise we can investigate.

Assassin groups like Black Knife may not be able to get information through interrogation, Patch said.

It's not an interrogation, it's an investigation. Wuming said, I held up Se Lian in front of Heidao before, but he was not stopped.

See you're not a threat. Patch said.

I did that because I wanted to test the reaction of the black knives. Wuming said, I have a strange feeling. Those black knives are not like living people, but like puppets on strings, being controlled by others. I I have been a time puppet for many times, and I feel so familiar with the black knife.

Assassins are just like puppets. They just obey the person who gives the order. Patch said.

Wuming's entire perspective was spinning as Patch swayed as he walked.

It's really strange. Wuming said, It's such a coincidence that something happened to the academy and something happened to the caravan.

Do you suspect there's someone behind it? Patch said.

It just feels weird.

Patch thought: Black knife, destined death, bugs, corruption... Is there anyone with such great ability who is connected to these two forces at the same time...

Yes? Wuming said.

who?

Two fingers. Wuming replied, I heard that the Queen of Xiao Se Eyes who is in charge of the fate of death is the god chosen by the fingers.

It's a pity that the black flame of the hunting god lost to the eternal queen. Patch said, It is indeed possible. The goddess of corruption, Marlenia, is also a god-man who has obtained the two-finger certification.

Wuming said: The assassins who assassinated Se Lian and I in the academy used corrupt toxins as their attack method.

What's that assassin wearing? Patch asked.

Let me think about it... Wuming recalled something, his eyes projected light, reflecting the assassin's figure into the air.

Patch glanced at the image and turned around:

In this costume, he is an assassin of the Round Table.

Round Table? Baozhi's subordinates? Wuming was furious, This old thing is done! Take revenge on our new round table, right?

Not necessarily. Patch said, Two fingers are not the only ones who are related to the Corrupt Families and the Black Knife.

Who else? Wuming asked.

us.

us?

Patch said: The bug is our partner, and the black knife... is our partner's partner. And in the caravan, we can accurately grasp your whereabouts and know your sleeping and waking status.

Patch added: Don't forget, someone let Eleonora go.

Wuming weighed it up and said firmly:

I still think it was done by the Round Table, and it must be Momochi! No normal person would assassinate a demigod without any problem, and would only do such a thing if driven by full profit - that bastard Momochi must be jealous of our revenue!

Wuming gritted his teeth: After I finish cleaning up the bugs... I'll go back to the academy to take a look, go to Windmill Village for supplies... go to the Volcano Mansion to import some volcanic rocks... I still have to go to the Royal City... then go to the Round Table to take care of him!

You have done enough... Patch looked sideways.

I'm a very busy man. I make millions every minute without ever touching the ground. Wuming said.

You're walking on my feet now.

Wuming said: There is no way, there are just a lot of things, and there is no portal, so we can only walk slowly by carriage... No, the affairs of the academy are too troublesome this time. A fast two-way channel must be established, otherwise something will go wrong. There’s no way to come back for help.”

Don't you have no portal anymore? Patch said.

Let's look for it again. The border is so big, there must be some fish that have slipped through the net. Wuming said, There are still too many variables in the academy. Man Yue may wake up. I don't know what her attitude will be. I heard that it was with Ge Fu. A heroic figure like a thunder king... Speaking of King Godfrey, since Latarn is in the academy, the royal city should have calmed down. We have to go into the king's city to meet King Godfrey and ask him to allow us to do business and release the king's city. The ominous prison of the sewer.”

Omen prison? Patch wondered, Haven't most of the sons of Omen in the sewers of the royal city escaped?

There is a copro-eater, and I want to let him out. Wuming said.

Scoop Eater? Patch looked strange when he heard the name. Have you finally found someone who shares your mind with you? The Corruption Family's business may have collapsed. Are you ready to digest the waste yourself?

Se Lian's speech at that time seemed very shocking. Wuming said, I have never seen Se Lian show such an expression, such exciting emotions. The apprentices were all shocked.

Aren't you talking about coprophags? Patch asked.

The apprentices of Rhea Lucaria are a bit similar to the golden people of Yadan - they have lived for too long, and they have become numb, forgetting their oaths, and losing their passion - maybe the mages are so cold-blooded and cruel , the character of being greedy for life and afraid of death, and even Se Lian’s extreme pursuit of the starry sky were all born from this.”

Wuming said his observation: But Se Lian's passion infected the apprentices, and even...it seemed that it was her obsession that awakened the Full Moon Queen.

Emotional poison is easily infected. Patch said, As a human being, you should understand this truth. Admiration, desire, and then close attachment will inevitably corrode others and bring destruction.

Patch, you are mocking humans again, can you take a break? Wuming said, I just think... this can be used.

How to use it? Patch asked.

Put poison into the altar.

ah?

The poison of emotion. Wuming smiled, Human beings' strong emotions can bring destruction, but they can also bring runes.

Wuming said: The Coprophagian has the most passionate emotions I have ever seen in the border area, and it seems that he has a good voice and knows how to use technology to convey his emotions - at least that's what he claims to be.

Nameless, Miao, Weixiao imitates the tone of a coprophag:

Singing must have emotion, and you must have the skills to express the emotion.

Patch probably understood:

Be careful, you will be hung up and stoned to death by the golden people.

If we don't make money, everyone will die even more miserably! Wuming said in a fierce tone, grinning ferociously, Let me see if that stinking heavy hammer can knock out any cracks in the iron plate of Yatan that is governed by the Golden Law. come out……