Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

With two puppets, Wuming returned to Yatan. Give Se Lian's puppet to Se Lian, and Nefeli's puppet is also ready to be packed and sent to Nefeli.

The substitute is a good thing. Wuming said, For Neferi, who is already in a high position, this thing is particularly good. This can be regarded as taking it from the king and using it for the king.

Where did you get this thing? Patch asked in the caravan.

There's Serves.

Where did you get Servis?

I gave it to him. The nameless figure suddenly disappeared under the influence of light magic and reappeared behind Patch. After all, I am a magician. I am good at turning one thing into two.

He's good at changing sizes anywhere. Patch nodded, But if you just mail it over like this... isn't it a good idea?

What's wrong? Wuming was puzzled.

Patch looked at the package delivered by Wuming in silence.

In order to prevent bumps on the road, Wuming gathered many insects on the worm silk balls that had tied people up before, and tied Neferi's puppet very tightly and tightly.

The figure of the puppet, the outline of its muscles, its tightly bound hands and feet, and even the vague shadow of its face are all clearly visible under the taut silk threads.

Neferi is a king after all. If someone is found to have delivered something like this, the impact will not be good. Patch shook his head.

After hearing Patch's reason, Wuming looked at it carefully for a moment and suddenly said: It's a bit like a mummy and a shroud - just put it in a box, right? No one else can see it.

You can always see people packing and delivering goods. Patch gestured with his hands, imitating the posture of Neferiti's eagle axe. And you don't think that she has to unpack the express by herself now that she is a king, do you? It’s impossible in terms of both efficiency and safety. People of this level need to have food tasters, and express delivery must of course be handled by someone else.”

Then how to fix it? Wuming asked Patch.

This is simple, just explain it. Patch stretched out his hand and called to other employees, Here comes the pen!

The employee brought a wooden pen with a soft and thick nib dripping with black ink. Patch took it and wrote on the shroud made of white insects.

The pen moved like a dragon and a snake, penetrating deeply into the wood. After a while, a few big characters were left behind——

“There are no adult products inside”

Patch lifted the pen, admired it for a moment, and nodded:

There is no misunderstanding now.

Since Patch said it was okay, Wuming no longer worried.

I'll rest assured that you can do the work. Wuming said, handing the things to the employees and asking them to deliver them to Stone City in all splendor.

After finishing the puppet matter, Patch looked at Wuming who was standing there as if nothing happened:

Why are you back again? Didn't you go looking for Lani? Did you find her?

I really found it. Wuming seemed to have thought of something and smiled playfully.

Where is it? Patch looked around, I want to see people alive, but I want to see corpses when dead.

I... will take a nap first. Wuming said, then found a tent and Meimei lay down.

He was going to see Tuifu.

Returning his will to the place where the little puppet was, Tuo Fu had indeed been resurrected and was sitting by the bonfire. The puppet himself and the petite Lani were also by the bonfire.

Nameless had fought against the Coprophagians for a long time, and he knew how quickly those faded ones blessed with the Gift of Blessing could recover.

However, although physical recovery is quick, mental recovery may not be as fast, and many people tend to become discouraged first.

Tuifu feels a little lost now.

Senior, I was killed. Tuifu held up the little puppet, his tone was dejected, and his clothes were also dejected. The furry cloak was soaked and drooped, like a native dog in the rain.

I'm obviously wearing clothes. Tuifu was about to cry.

The clothes on his body were already in tatters, and his furry cloak was stained with blood.

Fortunately, there was a stream and a bonfire nearby, and it had been washed clean by the water, at least it was not completely muddy with blood.

It's normal to be knocked out. The little puppet said, You may not have noticed that the werewolf's sword has the power of destined death.

Tuefu was startled: Senior, are you back?

Wuming was a little confused when he heard this: What else? Didn't you just talk to me?

When Tuifu saw Wuming come back, he showed a relaxed expression, but also a little shy: I was...talking to myself in front of the puppet.

Wu Ming is clear and doesn’t dwell too much on this matter:

I took advantage of your resurrection to do something - don't worry too much about the clothes. He just hit your weakly defended neck. What did I say? The thicker the better, there is never too much clothes. , would you die like this if you were wearing full plate armor?

Wuming knocked on his head, making an iron sound.

Taifu said: It's not all because of the clothes. I saw that the enemy looked too much like Blaze, so I hesitated.

If you hesitate, you will lose. Wuming earnestly educated Tuifu.

Senior never hesitates?

I hesitate every day, and I'm not afraid of defeat. Wuming said happily, The worst thing is, I'll come back after I die.

Wuming tilted his head and thought: Blaize... maybe it's really Blaze.

Really Blaze? Tuifu was shocked.

I didn't see Blaze when I went to the Royal Palace of Kallia this time. I asked Iggy, and Iggy seemed unwilling to reveal the news. Wuming said, And do you still remember the power of two fingers? That guy knows mind control, okay? Manipulate people like puppets, override their will, and force their spirit.”

Tuifu couldn't believe it: But if that means... Blaze killed Lani?

Taifu was shocked by the shocking fact he had guessed.

Blaize and Lani are as close as siblings... Tuifu murmured, Two fingers are too cruel and terrifying... No wonder no one wants to help Lani.

It's because I'm afraid of this situation that I'm so cautious. Wuming sighed, Think about your close relatives and friends. They still look the same, but their behavior becomes more and more weird. Finally, their eyes are blood red, and they pick up the butcher knife and attack you while you are sleeping. …”

Tuifu seemed to be remembering something, his tone was trembling, and he said to Wuming tremblingly:

Senior... I seem to have been targeted.

Being targeted? What's being targeted? Wuming asked.

Tuifu said with a cry: I may be a little controlled, I feel like I can't control myself. Senior, I'm a little uncomfortable...

Ah? Wuming subconsciously wanted to take a few steps back, but his waist was already firmly grasped by Tui Fu.

Wuming looked at Tuifu, trying to find any clues:

What do you think is wrong? Why do you say you can't control yourself?

Shifu grabbed Lani's puppet with his other trembling hand and brought the two puppets closer.

I will have an impulse. The husband couldn't say it.

What impulse?

Tuifu frowned: I... can't help myself when I see two puppets... I can't explain this urge myself...

Tuifu closed his eyes, raised his neck and shouted, I want you two to fight.

Ah? Wuming didn't understand.

That's it. Tuifu grabbed Wuming and petite Lani on the spot and demonstrated to Wuming.

Tuefu grabbed Wuming with one hand and Lani with the other, causing the puppets and puppets to fight each other. Bang the two figures' heads together, and use the hands of one puppet to beat the head of the other.

When the little people collided, Tuofu also vividly imitated various sound effects and screams of being hit.

Especially when imitating Lani, she has to raise her voice to imitate a high-pitched female voice.

Tuifu suddenly stopped, pinched the two puppets, hugged his face and cried bitterly:

Senior, am I mentally disturbed? Am I thinking about crushing both of you?

The little puppet stretched out his hand and touched Tufu's messy hair:

Don't worry, it's nothing.

Isn't it a problem? Tuifu brought the puppet to his eyes.

This is just the impulse of normal people. Wuming said, using his hand to show his thumb, No one can resist the urge to have two little people at hand and not let them fight!

What about playing with them? Tuifu asked.

It's normal, Wuming said, You are not under mind control.

That's great. Sitting in front of the campfire, Tuifu leaned back, rested his hands on the ground, and relaxed, I thought I was being mind-controlled.

The misunderstanding was resolved and Taifu was overjoyed and began to play around with puppets and dolls, creating various poses, movements and scenes.

Wuming was also inexplicably very cooperative. Even though his consciousness was already on the puppet's side, he accompanies Tuifu and started messing around at the campfire.

The puppet's four hands held the puppet's four hands, dancing a social dance on the ashes.

Senior, your puppet and Lani both have four hands, so they are a perfect match. Tuifu said, They are a perfect match for a wedding.

Do you want to play like this? Wuming asked.

Senior, do you mind?

I do not mind.

Tuifu nodded happily, picked some flowers from the roadside, decorated the two little figures, and acted as the master of ceremonies and priest.

Actually, you shouldn't just use it as a toy. Wuming looked at the little doll opposite.

Is there any other use? Tufu asked, Do you want to burn it as firewood? Actually, I would rather be buried next to the cemetery, just to commemorate Lani.

On the contrary, it's not used as firewood. Wuming said, Didn't you find that this doll is very cold?

When Wuming mentioned this, Tuifu finally responded: Yes.

Taefu felt it when he grabbed the doll, but the underground river was damp and cold, so he thought it was normal.

But now that I think about it carefully, I have been playing with this doll in my hand for a long time. Even a stone should be warmed by it, but the doll in my hand is still cold.

This can be used as an ice pack. Wuming said, Put it under the quilt when you sleep. It will keep you cool all summer long, and you don't need to buy any more ice cubes.

That's right! Tuefu became more and more impressed by his senior's businessman's mind that made perfect use of everything.

As he spoke, Tuofu was about to put the petite Lani into his arms, clamp it with his pectoralis major muscles, and try out what it felt like to sleep with the little doll in his arms.

Before he could fall into his arms, Tuifu's expression suddenly became distorted.

What's wrong? Wuming asked.

The doll... Tuifu's expression changed from twisted to frightened, The doll is in my hand and hitting me!

Petite Lani grabbed Tufu's fingers with four hands, opened her mouth and bit her husband's finger hard.

You two bastards, stop it! Petite Lani spoke, with a hint of frustration and a lingering chill in her tone.

Tuifu was stunned, looking at Lani, speechless for a moment.

Senior, it...she, she, she spoke!

Oh, that's a good thing. Wuming put his hands on his hands and smiled, He's back to his soul.

Resurrected? Are you really Lani? Hearing Wuming's words, Tuifu forgot about the pain for a moment and looked at Lani with joy, like a puppy filled with joy when it sees its owner returning home late.

Lani held her husband's clenched palms with both hands, folded her hands in front of her chest, glanced to the side, and said nothing with a cold face.

Yes, yes, yes, that's it. She is really Lani! Tuifu quickly put Lani on the ground, But how did she come back to her soul?

Probably because of your previous actions. Wuming said.

The previous action... Tuefu thought for a while, Marriage?

Tuifu suddenly said: I understand, just like Miss Feiya, through ghost marriage, the soul of the deceased is returned. Oh, it turns out that marriage has this effect...

What Taifu responded to was a piece of pyroxene ice. Although it was small, it still shattered one of Taifu's front teeth and stopped him from talking.

Petite Lani finished casting her magic and looked at Wuming coldly:

You already knew that, right?

No. One of Wuming's hands shrugged, and the other spread their hands. It was the inspiration given to me by Servis. The body changes according to the soul, reflecting the characteristics of the soul. That's when I noticed the wrong temperature of your doll.

Selvis... Petite Lani said bitterly, Kill him when you get back and give him his destined death.

Calm down and think about the present matters first. Wuming comforted petite Lani.

Now... Petite Lani said, Now I will kill you first!

Petite Lani fiercely pounced on the little puppet.

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In the cold coffin of the Ansel River, Lani's bones and the little doll that had been hidden lay quietly in the cold coffin.

She made a mistake.

With the finger-hunting knife, he can finally rely on the power of fate to kill Two-Finger, but Two-Finger knows so much knowledge, how could he be unprepared?

Two Fingers will die if they encounter Lani who possesses a finger-hunting knife. So the solution is very simple, just don't show up and use other powers to deal with Lani.

Black Knife, Calamity Shadow, Assassin and even Beast.

Lani, who betrayed everything, was opposed by almost every force along the way.

She finally fell down halfway before seeing the two fingers. The bones were torn apart by the two-fingered assassins and thrown carelessly into the coffin.

If she hadn't prepared a small doll in advance that could contain her own soul and make it easier for her to hide and evade pursuit, she would be completely dead now.

Do you regret it? I don’t regret it, but the feeling of powerlessness is still unavoidable.

As the daughter of the Queen of the Full Moon and the next princess of Kallia, Lani witnessed the tragedy of Lenara and heard about Lenara's deeds.

The queen who is unable to support herself is destined to lose to the combination of Malika and Godfrey. When he felt powerless, Radagon took advantage of him and was eventually betrayed.

Lani has already decided that she will always be alone, unable to be devoted to anyone like her mother, and only rely on herself.

Her path is a dark one that betrays everything, with only a few loyal ministers willing to assist her along the way. And now she's leaving them all behind.

But when I challenged the two fingers alone, I felt weak again.

Although she behaved calmly, even though she had already made up her mind to be alone, when Lani was lying in the cold coffin, she still couldn't help but have the fantasy of a girl deep in her heart. Thinking about whether fate will bring her the one she loves, the unparalleled hero who will step on the colorful clouds to marry her.

And I will open my heart to him, cracks will appear in the thousand-year ice, only one person can pass through the pattering hole under the iceberg, and I will reveal my soft heart to him only.

The unparalleled hero came, wearing his teacher's clothes, stepping on his black hairy legs, holding himself up to mourn for himself, and playing with himself at will.

He even had to give him a cold bed!

No, I don't want to meet someone with such virtue! Lani was roaring in her heart.

Thousands of years of ice created cracks and turned into a storm of ice and snow, roaring and killing anyone who tried to get close.

You have shamed the witch Lani, I will kill you! Lani's expression was twisted, with old and new hatreds.