Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Madam, I really have something to ask Lord Racade. Wuming stood in front of Tanis, a little helpless.

Although Wuming was standing and Tanith was sitting, Tanith's sharp eyes on her mask looked at everyone with a look of disdain.

Only heroes can be recognized by the volcano, have the qualifications to become a tribesman, and meet our king Racade. Tanis said calmly, repeating this sentence again, rejecting Wuming's request to see Racade.

This is not my business alone. Wuming said, I'm just helping Lani run errands. They are brothers and sisters. If I ask him for help, can I still see him?

Brothers and sisters... Tanis muttered.

Yes, we are brothers and sisters. As an elder brother, if you see your sister in trouble, is it appropriate not to help? Wuming said.

People who are related by blood need to help each other. This is also a bad habit from the old times. Tanis' eyes were scary, We must overthrow all orders, all rules, and all conventions of the Golden Tree. Naturally, this kind of family ethics is also included.”

Tanis said very well, Wuming really couldn't find any good solution.

He moved a chair and sat across from Tanis: Then how do we meet Racade?

Be a hero, Tanith said. A true hero.

What is a real hero? Wuming asked, Someone like the King of Blessings?

The King of Blessing dares not show his face all day long, supports the decaying golden tree, blocks the flames that will eventually come, and blocks the fate of the golden tree that will inevitably be burned. He is foolish, loyal and filial, and cannot be called a hero.

People like Ge Fulei are always heroes, right? Wuming said.

The barbarians in the north of Godfrey can only shout bloody battles, but they don't understand the general situation, let alone govern the country. Although they are brave, they have no direction and can only follow the orders of the prime minister and Malika. Although he is king, he is just a king. A chess piece in Malika's hand. Without a mind of his own, it's hard to be called a hero.

Wuming smiled: Naradagan is always a hero, right?

Tanis suddenly fell silent, and after a while, she said:

I don't judge my king's father.

What if I have to ask you to evaluate me? Wuming asked.

Just a dog of the Golden Law. Tanith didn't even bother to say a few words this time, expressing her disdain in one sentence.

Good guy, it's strange that I have to comment. Wuming said, But you still said it.

I have said that the ethical principles based on kinship are just a part of the old order. Tanis said, Especially the people of Radagon, who are autocratic and tyrannical, under the banner of civilization, but they are He made the most fanatical act, pushed the old order to the extreme, and made everything converge towards the same state. He is hypocritical and shameless, and the one we should raise our swords to resist the most is Radagon.

I can't understand this, and I can't understand that. So in your opinion, what is a hero? Wuming asked Tanis.

Tanis obviously had her own thoughts on this answer, and she answered confidently:

Only those who are willing to stain their hands with blood, and who would rather bear the world's disapproval than embark on the path of blasphemy, can be called a hero.

Tanith said: Only those who dare to fight against the world can be called heroes. Listening to the orders of the two fingers and the golden tree, obeying the law, is just going down the river, not daring to challenge the real beast. Such so-called heroes , nothing more than a coward.

After hearing Tanisi's passionate adverbials, Wuming scratched his head and didn't care at all.

Although language is also a kind of power, it is still far behind compared with fists.

Wuming doesn't like to listen to what others say, but rather depends on how people act.

So although Tanis' speech was very impressive, Wuming felt that it was okay. He didn't think the volcano was very scary, and he didn't think the pattern of Tanis's speech was very big.

The concept pursued by the volcano is indeed too illusory and abstract, making it difficult for people to intuitively feel its grandeur and ambition.

Wuming came back to his senses:

By the way, you haven't used the blood rose I sold you before?

Ah, the blood roses that the guy from Shenpi bought? Tanith said, They should have all withered. After all, it's a volcano, and not many flowers can bloom well.

Tanith thought for a while: Crystalized wood buds should be fine, but short-lived flowers like blood roses are not suitable.

Wuming was in awe, and suddenly he could feel the pattern of the volcano.

I spent 10 million to buy blood roses, but I didn’t use them. I just left them and let them rot.

What is the pattern of demigods? This feeling of being rich and powerful is what makes a demigod!

Wu Mingdeng immediately felt the shock far beyond the blasphemous speech just now.

What about the soil in the pond where blood roses were cultivated? Is it lost too? Wuming asked.

Tanith said: When it is piled outside, it is like fertilizing the pile of corpses.

Wuming looked at Tanis in a different light: As the mistress of the volcano, you are really meticulous and pay attention to everything. You know all this kind of thing. I thought this kind of thing is left to the servants. .”

Wuming's eyes were sharp: Speaking of which, when I came to visit you in Huoshan, I didn't see much of Huoshan's servants.

Tanis stared at Wuming calmly: What do you want to say?

Could it be that... Wuming looked around the narrow Huoshan, Huoshan is actually very simple in style? He is not even willing to hire more servants?

If the style of the Golden Dynasty can be called extravagant, then naturally we will not pursue those extravagant styles. Tanis said this, without directly responding to Wuming.

Wuming smiled: Okay, please wait for me for a while.

Wuming turned around and ran out, said hello to the Dianhuo Demon guarding the door, and ran to the pile of corpses.

In front of the mountain demon, he began to touch the corpse, just like a wretched battlefield scavenger.

But Wuming quickly stood up and found nothing.

He ran back to Tanis and stretched out his palms stained with corpse wax and blood:

Here, 'stain your hands with blood'. Now that you've defiled your hands, can you see Lakad?

Tanis looked at those filthy hands and handed Wuming a key.

Is this the key to Larcade's room? Wuming asked after taking the key.

The key to the guest room next door. Tanith said, The room has been prepared for you. As for the way to meet our King Racade, it is written in the envelope in the room.

Okay. Wuming took the key and walked forward. There was a room at the corner. Without thinking much, Wuming inserted the key into the keyhole and twisted it gently. The lock cylinder opened and the door opened. .

What caught the eye was a white and smooth body with its back turned.

He has a slender figure, well-defined bones, and a fair body, but not lean. There is still some muscle, which outlines the body with edges and corners.

Her dark brown curly hair is very smooth and beautiful, and looks well maintained.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the people in the room immediately covered their bodies, turned around and looked back. When they saw Wuming coming in, they shouted angrily:

How did you get in? Thief? Robber?

Wuming lowered his head to look at the key in his hand, then looked up at the shy man in front of him: I came in with the key, the key Tanis gave me.

Because the room was not far from Tanith's throne, I heard the commotion and walked into the room to take a look.

The man was no longer angry now, his face was a little red, and he threw himself on a bed vigorously, using pillows and sheets to cover his still naked body.

Are you still there? Tanis was a little surprised.

What do you mean he's still here? Wuming took the lead and said, Do you have a universal key to the guest room?

Tanis thought for a while: It seems to be universal.

Is that true? Is that true? Wuming said, Where is the privacy of the guests? Where is the safety of the guests! One key and one lock!

That's the rule in the border area. Our volcano doesn't have keys like this. We all have the key first, and then we have the lock for a key. Tanis turned and left, Since he is still here, you can stay here first Let’s get together.”

As if giving the wrong key to the guest was no big deal, Tanis left after casually making arrangements.

Wuming and the curly-haired man were left looking at each other.

Wuming looked at the man whose face was flushed and half of his face was covered with a pillow:

I seem...to have seen you before. You look familiar.

Wuming hissed and tried to think, but just couldn't remember.

Where have I seen it before... Wuming was troubled by the sudden sense of déjà vu.

That sense of déjà vu is like missing something that is about to be grasped, and a powerful enemy that is about to be defeated is just one last shot away from being killed.

If you don’t find it, you don’t want to do anything else.

Finally the man spoke:

Round Table Hall, I have been in Round Table Hall before. I know you, you are the businessman who wants to demolish Round Table Hall.

Oh, I remembered it when you said that! Wuming's eyes lit up, remembering the source of the sense of déjà vu.

The man in front of me has appeared in the Round Table Hall before.

But there was almost no communication at that time. Wuming's attention was mainly attracted by the poor architectural layout of the Round Table Hall, and he probably only glanced at it a few times.

No wonder I can't remember, it turned out to be a passerby. Wuming said.

Passersby? Are you not impressed by my armor? The man was unhappy.

Your armor... Wuming looked at the man's fair skin suspiciously, Could this be your armor?

Wuming suddenly realized: I know, I heard that there is such a kind of equipment. People with insufficient intelligence can't see it.

Wuming looked at the man's skin in surprise, looking for clues inch by inch:

This is a very magical magical equipment.

My armor is over there. The man pointed to the side angrily.

Wuming looked over and saw an armor rack in the corner of the room.

A set of extremely luxurious and gorgeous armor is placed on the shelf.

The streamlined textures on the armor formed complex patterns, and their fineness and complexity far surpassed other armors Wuming had seen at the border.

A large piece of polished silver-white silver iron is formed in one piece, and is asymmetrically embellished with red gems. The corners of the armor are full of design with cloud patterns, water waves and petals. The entire armor is full of delicate arcs, which condenses. No matter how much manual work it costs, the luxurious atmosphere comes to your face.

Seeing this armor, Wuming became more familiar with it.

I remembered it, I remembered it. Wuming pointed at the armor and trembled his fingers, as if he had thought of something.

Seeing Wuming's reaction, the man's face brightened slightly:

You know the stuff.

What's your name? Wuming asked the man, I just remembered this armor, but I didn't expect there was a person growing in the armor.

The man's face became even more ugly, but he still suppressed his anger, raised his head, and replied with pride and disdain:

Khoslaw, Diaros Khosrow.

Khoslaw of the Diaros family?

Diaros of the Khosrow family. Diaros corrected, Have you never heard of Khosrow?

Wuming shook his head: I've never heard of it. Is it very powerful?

The famous family Khosrow. Diaros's eyes widened in disbelief, That's the one who speaks for himself with blood and brings blood with petals. It's a very powerful family.

Are you very rich? Wuming hit the nail on the head.

I'm kidding, how much does my armor cost? Diaros rolled his eyes at Wuming's question.

Wuming looked at the gorgeous armor again and nodded:

Disrespect, loss of respect, admiration for a long time.

Didn't you know me just now?

Now we know each other. Wuming smiled and extended his hand to Diaros, Hello, my name is Wuming.

Although Diaros looked at Wuming with strange eyes, in the face of Wuming's overture, he still stretched out his hand and shook Wuming's hand.

I know you, Diaros said. You made a big fuss at the Round Table last time.

It is my honor to be remembered by the famous Khosrow family. Wuming said, Who are you from the Khosrow family? The head of the house? The son of the head of the house? The daughter of the head of the house?

Faced with this question, Diaros seemed a little depressed: Brother, I am the younger brother who is now the head of the Khosrow family.

Wuming looked at Diaros, who was holding a pillow, looking a little depressed, and said hesitantly:

Brother? I heard that the struggle for power among your big families is quite serious. Why did you come to the volcano? You couldn't have... failed in the struggle for power and been kicked out by my brother, right?

Wuming was concerned about the armor and wanted to give Dialos some face. But if it was an outcast from a famous family, Wuming felt that there was no need to give him so much respect - after all, he didn't want to do anything to support others to come to power. It would be better to directly do business with him and compare with those who brought profits. good.

How is it possible? My brother loves me very much. Diaros said weakly, But because of this, the better my brother treats me, the more ashamed I feel... I know that my brother never thinks that I am a threat, so So good to me.

So you and your brother have a good relationship? Wuming confirmed this is the most important thing.

Of course, my brother loves me very much. Diaros said, Of course...I don't want to shame my brother either...

After hearing this answer, Wuming felt relieved and started chatting with Diaros:

So you want to come to the volcano to prove yourself?

It doesn't count. Diaros's expression was complicated, and he seemed to have something to hide.

Wuming thought Diaros might be his roommate for a while, so he unloaded a few pieces of luggage and carved out some space for himself in the room.

Then he sat down and started chatting with Diaros.

After all, they are roommates, so we should build a good relationship quickly. Otherwise, it would be unpleasant if one day he was poisoned or assassinated.

From now on, everyone will be in the same group. Wuming expressed his kindness to Diaros, If you need any help, just ask. Brothers, you're welcome. Your business is my business, and your brother is my brother. .”

How did you become so fast? Diaros looked sideways.

The famous Khoslao family must be worth making friends with. Wuming said, The famous name touched my heart.

That's true. Diaros accepted Wuming's reason smoothly, regardless of whether it was reasonable or not, it seemed to be very useful anyway.

Why are you here? Wuming greeted Diaros.

Diaros's expression had been a little uncertain since just now. After hesitating for a moment, he said to Wuming:

Let me discuss something with you.

Just say it. Wuming patted his chest, You're welcome, we're all brothers.

Let's go and kill Tanith, Diaros said.

Wuming's hand slapping his chest froze.

Clam?