Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Nameless broke into the secret sealed prison, where Blaze and Hound Knight were hiding.

I saw Blaze and the knight in armor who looked like a hound concentrating on arguing about the truth in their own eyes. They were slapped down by Wuming. The doll in his hand also fell away and fell into the dust, sliding to Wuming. At feet.

Don't touch my Lani! The two of them exclaimed together, reaching out to the doll that fell into the dust.

But the ruthless Wuming obviously didn't intend to listen to the two of them. He raised his foot and said, You still play with dolls?

Wuming crushed their puppets, bringing an end to this endless debate.

Ah! My Lani! Blaze put his head in his hands.

You have tarnished art! The Hound Knight angrily scolded Wuming. His puppet was more exquisite and he had obviously put more effort into it. When he saw Wuming being trampled to pieces, he raised his machete and slashed at Wuming in rage.

Wuming ignored the hound knight and held down the hound knight's head. A red light appeared in his palm, and then he threw the hound knight back and hit Blaze, without bringing up any dust.

That's almost it. Wuming clapped his hands, There are so many things going on outside, why are you hiding here? Whose doll is better?

This is an important seminar related to the future direction of the Lani Society! Blaze answered very seriously, and then looked at the Hound Knight fiercely, I want Dariwell to realize his mistake!

Who is this Dariwell? Wuming asked.

He is a traitor! Blaze gave the Hound Knight a fierce look. He betrayed the Lani Order, betrayed the Lani Order's teachings, and actually did such a treasonous act as changing Lani's clothes!

Wuming glanced at the Hound Knight who was arguing with Blaze with an inexplicable expression, and then turned his gaze to Blaze:

Two people, arguing endlessly, can come to a conclusion?

Iggy said that's how the truth comes out, Blazer said.

Why don't we each take a step back. Wuming said, Leave this place to others and let's go out. The border is so big that it can accommodate both of your factions.

Blaze's eyes were blood red as he stared at the Hound Knight: No, I must defeat him and let him know what is the orthodoxy of the Lani Society!

Wuming looked at Blaze, who was getting more and more crazy, and frowned:

After defeating him, you are willing to come out?

Of course, after defeating him, I have no reason to stay here. Blazer said, covering his head, I still have things to do, what is it...

Wuming clapped his hands, interrupted Blaze's thoughts, and said:

Truth needs to be evaluated by a rational, objective and neutral third-party group. Just like games often need a host, otherwise there will be no objective rules to judge who is correct.

What you said makes some sense. Blaze looked around the empty sealed prison, looking for the so-called objective and neutral third party, and finally set his sights on Wuming, Only you.

Wuming coughed twice: Then it seems that history has given me this glorious mission. Let me say a few fair words——

Blaze and Hound Knight Dariwell both looked at Wuming with expectant eyes.

Wuming said: You are all warriors too. You should understand how warriors decide the winner and what methods they use to prove that their will and belief are superior.

You mean fighting? Blaze said, We have already started fighting, huh, but that cowardly traitor will only run away.

So the straight wolf is very boring. Dariwell was not to be outdone. In battle, he can only run rampant, and he doesn't even understand tactics and detours.

Hmph, you're a traitor like me. You can call me stupid as you like. Blaze said, But I'm the only one who won't betray Lani, you dog traitor.

Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Wuming quickly said:

Fighting can indeed reflect your will, but I didn't say it had to be a physical fight. In your situation, a civil fight is the best way.

What kind of literary battle? Blazer asked.

You make more dolls, and I will sell them on consignment for you. Whoever sells more dolls can naturally decide the future direction. Wuming smiled, Isn't it fair?

Blaze and Hound Knight Dariwell looked at each other, sparks colliding between their eyes. The two said in unison: Okay.

Wuming went outside the prison to cut a few branches, brought some worm silk and soil as raw materials, and gave them to two people.

The two of them started working non-stop.

After making a finished product, Wuming took it away and brought back more worm silk and raw materials.

In order to speed up the two of them and help them prove their justice, Wuming also thoughtfully brought over two hand-operated sewing machines.

In the prison, the two men shook their sewing machines to produce sparks, competing for efficiency and speed.

Dariwell has made maid outfit Lani, dress Lani, boots and leather uniform Lani, graduation dress student robe Lani, slim-fitting breeches and aristocratic top Lani... and various unknown and unseen ones. Arrangements and combinations of novel costumes and various poses.

And the production speed is very fast.

Blaze roared angrily when he saw Dariwell's speed, and also sped up the movements of his hands.

Made Snow Witch Lani, Snow Witch Robe Witch Lani, Snow Witch Robe Witch Lani, and Snow Witch Robe Witch Lani.

Since the process was exactly the same, Blazer was also very familiar with it, and the speed was actually faster.

In the sealed prison, the two of them forgot the passage of time—or perhaps there was no passage of time—continuously processing new dolls and costumes, filling the circular sealed prison gradually, as if they were arranged along a circular plate according to the order. The arc is filled with snacks.

On one side are beautiful witches with different shapes and postures. On the other side, the costumes are basically the same, but in fact they are also in different shapes.

The dolls are not only the clothes, but the body structure is also part of the production. Blazer's quality control of the dolls' bodies is somewhat difficult to describe. None of the faces are the same, and they are all distorted and abstract.

Dariwell had obviously seen the dawn of victory and laughed at Blaze's puppet:

Is this what you believe in? If you had spent half the time practicing your crafts, you wouldn't have pinched Lady Lani's face like this. But how can you, a wolf who only knows how to run rampant, learn it.

Shut up! Blaze yelled at Dariwell, but even he could see the gap in craftsmanship between the two sides. Blaze was a little desperate, and there was a deeper ferocity in his despair.

Don't rush in and destroy other people's achievements. Wuming said.

Blaze looked at Wuming in despair and pointed at Dariwell, like an aggrieved child in kindergarten suing his teacher:

He's cheating! We agreed to make costumes, but his puppet face is different from mine, and his poses are all kinds of!

Dariwell continued to taunt from a distance: I am trying to restore Lady Lani's beauty. A little person like you will only scare others.

Wuming also said: This is also someone else's technology.

You are showing partiality! Blaze roared, looking at the slightly twisted doll in his hand, his ears drooping, Am I going to lose... Damn it, I will not betray Lani... You don't understand Original Pirani’s beauty!”

It's not over yet, so why rush. ​​Wuming comforted Blaze, Don't give up before the end comes. I think you can win.

Really? Blazer said.

Really, if you do more, your sales will definitely be better. Wuming patted Blaze on the shoulder.

A wolf and a dog continued to consume worm silk for Wuming, transforming the worm silk into puppets, and brought them to the caravan for sale.

Every time Wuming returned to the sealed prison, Blaze looked forward to it and nervously asked about the results of the sale.

He was nameless but did not disclose it. He only said that the batch of worm silk should be consumed first and new raw materials were given to the two of them.

Until Blaze's hands were shaking and his consciousness was a little blurry, he finally waited for the day when Wuming came empty-handed.

On this day, Wuming did not bring the insect silk.

Done? Blaze asked.

Wuming nodded and looked at the Lani dolls lying around:

Although there are still some left, the answer can already be announced.

Waiting for the trial, Blaze! Dariwell raised a Lani and pointed the little doll at Blaze, Your current behavior shows that you have doubts about yourself, and you have doubts in your heart. It’s clear, there’s no doubt about the outcome! No one wants your doll!”

Blaze rarely shouted back and looked at Wuming nervously.

Wuming paused and announced the winner:

The winner is—Blaze!

The wolf and the dog were stunned, as if struck by lightning, in disbelief.

Blaze looked up to the sky and howled, tearing his clothes off and running around the sealed prison. Dariwell held his head in disbelief.

Impossible! Dariwell shouted, There is a shady secret, there is a shady secret! It must be you who favors that wolf!

I sell your products fairly. Wuming said, You must believe in my honest character as a businessman.

I don't believe it, you cheated, you cheated! Dariwell rolled on the ground, refusing to give up.

Blaze was a little confused when he heard this movement. After all, he was already doubting himself.

He looked at Wuming suspiciously: You shouldn't be deliberately partial to me, right?

No. Wuming smiled, If you don't believe it, just follow me out and have a look, look at my inventory, look at the dolls in people's hands, and you'll know.

Seeing that Wuming was so confident, Blaze felt relieved, while Dariwell fell into his pile of dolls as if he had been severely injured, twitching and motionless, and seemed to be dead.

Following the tragic defeat of Dariwell, the blood redness in Blaze's eyes finally dissipated a little, and he sobered up a bit.

Blaze followed Wuming out of the sealed prison, and walked with him to several densely populated camps and inside the Kaliya Walled City, and found that it was indeed as Wuming said.

The Lani dolls that occasionally appear are the ones he made. There aren’t any dolls like the ones made by Dariwell.

Seeing this scene, Blaze was completely relieved.

Traitors who deviate from the norm cannot be favored by the masses, Blazer said.

He ran to the warehouse to see the deviant dolls of Hound Knight gathering dust in the warehouse.

The nameless warehouse has an iron frame as its frame, with thick soil, and a silver-like coating on the surface that makes it shine.

There are indeed some dolls in the warehouse, wearing a set of costumes of the Snow Witch, crookedly.

Huh... Blaze walked around the warehouse and looked at the items on the shelves, Why...are they all my dolls?

Wuming followed Blaze leisurely, looking at his confused look with a calm expression.

Blaze turned his head sharply: His dolls have been sold out?

Wuming tilted his head and looked at the shelves: It's quite empty.

So you still favored me...

I'm not biased towards you. Wuming said, To be precise, his dolls have never been on the shelves.

You threw it away? Blazer was surprised.

How is that possible? Wuming smiled, I won't waste it - it's better to burn it than to throw it away.

Seeing Blaze's increasingly confused look, Wuming sighed:

Darivel's doll... never existed.

Blaze was stunned: What do you mean?

A good wolf, but crazy. Wuming lamented, It was so exciting to argue with a ghost, running around in the open space...

Ghost...soul... Blaze felt a chill coming over him in the cold warehouse.

Blaze covered his head, suddenly realizing something.

The quarrels between him and Dariwell had already happened.

The bystander of that dispute was not a nameless person, but a mediocre husband.

The outcome of that quarrel had already been decided, and Dari Will was beaten to pieces by Melina's sticks.

But now, he inexplicably appeared in the prison again, once again quarreling with the hound knight Dariwell.

It’s just that no one came to stop him this time. He and Dariwell argued like this for who knows how long...

Darrywell... is a ghost... Blaze murmured, So in the prison, I was always alone, talking to the ghost of Darivell. I also consumed all the materials alone. , Dariwell's doll was never taken out of the prison...

Blaze looked at Wuming:

But how did you know?

It's just a ghost, I can see it too. Wuming said, Seeing that you care so much about a ghost, like a dog seeing a Frisbee, I have to give you some guidance. Lest you end up like the full moon, That would be troublesome.

Wuming patted Blaze's cloak and said, Don't worry, Dariwell did lose to you. No matter how superb his skills are, it's meaningless if he can't be seen by people in the world. Maybe when the world of the gap opens, The underworld is connected to the real world, you can compete again, but you win now.

Blaze silently tightened his cloak:

Your warehouse... is a little cold.

Are you afraid of the cold? Wuming said, Then leave. I see you are more awake now. Can you listen to me tell me something about Lani?

Lani? Blaze's attention was suddenly diverted, By the way, I remembered, I want to protect Lani...protect...

As soon as he mentioned Lani, Blaze's eyes turned blood red. He began to breathe heavily, and the hair all over his body stood up.

Sure enough, it's because of Lani... Wuming observed Blaze.

Blaze would be so obsessed in prison, arguing with ghosts, and obviously not mentally normal. The source of this abnormality may be the concept of Lani, which induces Blaze's curse. It's like a curse word that evokes people's violent nature.

Whenever Lani is involved, he goes berserk. The closer I get to Lani, the more I want to get close to Lani, the more I lose control.

This curse... looks very much like the darkness of human nature. Wuming sighed, took out a bell, and shook it.

The ringing echoed in the warehouse, and the shining silver-plated warehouse suddenly changed, changed color, and continued to reflect light.