Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

When Alperich stopped moving, his palm stopped bleeding. Alperich stabilized his injuries and his body was quite stable. If he put it there, he would probably be regarded as a lifelike wax statue.

The second step is to treat the wound. Kalman uses spark incense. This time, he no longer needs to take the fragrance internally, but directly applies it externally - apply part of the spice to the wound on the palm of his hand, and hold part of it in Kalman's mouth, spraying fire out. Burning Alperich's palms.

The wound was burned by the fire, and immediately shrank and knotted up, blocking the wound.

Even though his body had become rigid, Wuming could still feel his body suddenly struggling.

The bleeding and disinfection have been stopped, Kalman said. He is no longer in danger.

Professional. Anonymous commented.

He felt that the struggle under his hands became weaker and weaker, presumably the patient was no longer in pain.

Can't you use magic to heal yourself? Patch suddenly said from the side.

I'm thinking about the patient. Wuming said.

How to say?

What price will I pay for it, and what price will it cost for Holy Order and Perfumer to sell it. Wuming said, If I make a move, the appearance fee alone will cost tens of thousands of runes. This small injury is unnecessary.

Patch glanced sideways: It's quite grand.

I am the owner of a caravan, and every move I make must represent the image of the caravan. Wuming said, My worth cannot be low.

After Wuming finished speaking, he glanced at Kalman:

The consultation fee is four hundred runes, right?

It doesn't matter. Kalman continued to go back and look through his memories.

Look, I saved tens of thousands of runes at once. Wuming counted out four hundred, put two gold runes aside, and placed them next to Kalman, If you can cure the disease with four hundred, why spend tens of thousands? No one's money is worth it. It wasn’t brought by the strong wind.”

One of Alperich's hands suddenly stretched out, trembling and black, as if he was resisting the effect of the iron pot of perfume before stretching out his hand, half-opening his hand, as if to strangle fate's throat, his eyes widening. .

What is he going to do? Wuming didn't understand.

Alperich threw a rune and hit Wuming's helmet.

Wuming picked it up and saw that it was a rather fat piece of golden runes, with at least tens of thousands of runes contained in it.

Alpelich's angry eyes seemed to say something like this: Don't insult my financial resources.

Then he fainted and kept pointing the way.

Wuming also smiled and accepted Alperich's Rune, and arranged for him to move to a more comfortable position in the team. He also arranged a hospital bed for him and a real perfumer to look after him.

The convoy stopped near the Divine Grant Tower.

In front of the tunnel, various camps and crowds, as well as more rubble and rubble, blocked the way of the convoy. However, unlike the crowds of people who were looking forward to distributing runes, the people blocking the convoy, although they had different costumes and different affiliations, But they all looked at the nameless caravan with some coldness and fierceness.

No one knows what kind of medicine is sold in the nameless gourd. They are still investigating the origin and details of the caravan. Now they are just delaying the caravan's trip. No matter what the purpose of the caravan is, don't let the existence of the possible enemy complete the goal. They won't lose.

The major forces tacitly set up roadblocks on the road. This was not as simple as putting a few stones on the road. It had almost blocked the road through the Divine Grant Tower.

And the way of blocking roads is also very subtle. Most of them just block the roads with tents, using misunderstandings and enthusiasm to cover up their sinister intentions. They smiled and promised to dismantle the tents, while delaying the progress. They didn't know how long they would have to wait.

No one will think that the caravan is a fool, but if you don't hit the smiling man, if the caravan really wants to fall out, then these people will have a reason to take action. These people will definitely join forces to clear out the caravan and personally verify whether the big rune is real. Here in the caravan.

The leaders and representatives of several forces stood at the intersection, telling Wuming and his caravan this, with their hands folded and smiles on their faces, but with a fierce light in their eyes.

The two sides were in a stalemate, and there was some silence for a while.

How long will it take to clear a road? Wuming asked.

We can't say for sure. It may take a few days. The other person said, It's also because your matter is too hot and has attracted too many people.

Several people explained, observing Wuming's expression, ready to draw swords at any time if they disagreed.

Wuming nodded and smiled:

That's fine. Take it apart slowly. Don't be in a hurry. If you get too anxious, it will be bad if it gets trampled.

Wuming's calm and unhurried attitude made the other party murmur inwardly, wondering what the caravan boss wanted to do. The intertwined forces behind them are also working hard to investigate and analyze the caravan's behavior, trying to find out the nameless conspiracy and the caravan's far-reaching plan.

Wu Ming informed his employees to suspend camp and set up stalls on the spot.

There are indeed a lot of people here. Wuming returned to the carriage and reported the good news to Patch, with a smile on his face, And it's also a traffic jam. With so many people gathered here and so many potential customers, we can make a lot of sales. Are the material reserves still enough?”

There's plenty of food, Patch said, and there's also quite a lot of dung beetles.

Our turnover will definitely double this month. Wuming is full of confidence and vitality.

Alpelich, who was watching with cold eyes, felt a little cold when he heard Wuming's profound plan.

Under the care of a serious perfumer, he quickly returned to normal, and then paid more runes in exchange for the opportunity to stay in the caravan to observe his condition. He was able to stay inside the protective shield of the caravan and inquire about information. .

The size and maturity of the caravan really shocked him, and the numerous defilers made him even more frightened.

There were only a few normal people in the caravan, and they were all defilers excluded from the Golden Law. Alperich did not even dare to think about what the caravan boss was planning.

But this boss is so impeccable that he doesn't even want to reveal his name, and won't talk about anything except making money. Even openly insulting his intelligence, he could actually say such nonsense as sharing the big runes for better business. Alperich did not believe that the runes of these people near the Divine Grant Tower could have one percent of the power contained in the big runes.

Wuming is impeccable, and the employees are extremely united. They are very wary of themselves as outsiders and are unwilling to disclose any information. Some places are not open to the public, such as the coffin at the feet of the female magician, which is considered forbidden by the female magician.

Alpelich decided to use his own method. He knew that the caravan must have something to hide.

He was not interested in Serian's secret. Alperich was also a magician, and he knew what a magician's secret would be. Taboo research and research materials are nothing more than this.

What Alperich noticed was a coffin that the immortals visited regularly.

Many immortals walked in with haggard faces and walked out with cheerful faces. Alperlich judged that there was a witch inside. But why did the witch hide in the coffin? Alperich felt that witches would not be simple.

It happened that the caravan was stationed, most people were busy, and there were fewer guards. He found a time when no one was around, opened a small door on the side of the coffin, and slipped into the coffin.

The interior of the car was dark, with only a few luminous stones illuminating the surroundings. A blind witch sat in a spacious and tall coffin, looking towards the direction where Alpelich landed:

The convoy has stopped, are we there yet?

Alperich imitated the voice of an immortal in a caravan: We're here, the boss is asking us to move the goods.

Go quickly, don't be lazy. The witch said, Give me your hand. When you feel more energetic, go to work.

The witch's gentle voice reminded Alperich of Granny Enya, but he had no time to pay attention to the witch anymore. His eyes gradually adapted from the light to the darkness, and he could see the scene in the coffin more clearly.

Alperich looked past the witch and looked at something beside her. He was stunned and didn't know what to say.

A huge middle finger stood condescendingly in front of his eyes. Although the surroundings were dark, Alperich felt that there was a bigger shadow covering his face.

What the hell is this? Alperich couldn't help but reveal his original voice.

Judging from the position of the witch and the finger, Alpelich could guess what the middle finger meant at a glance, but the middle finger was so eye-catching that Alpelich was afraid to admit it for a while.

But that middle finger was too existential and too tall for him to ignore.

Alperich became angry. In his opinion, this was simply an insult to the Round Table Hall and a false image to fool Two Fingers. He had already raised his knife, wanting to cut open this blasphemous artifact.

Who are you? the blind witch was surprised.

Alperich clicked his tongue, knowing that he had been exposed.

Kill and silence? It seems that there is no need, this is a blind man.

Alperich was about to open the door and leave, but there was a knock on the door:

Lord Haida? Is there anyone else inside?

Alperich frowned, now he was in trouble.

He hid beside the door and slowly slid out a slender wooden stick from his wrist. The mechanical structure at the top of the stick popped out to form a sickle.

Alpelich hung the blade of his scythe above the door frame, ready to chop off the head of anyone who entered.

The ground shook, the neighing of horses and the roar of chariots were heard, and the attention of the people outside seemed to be diverted.

Alperich took advantage of the chaos to leave the coffin and see what was happening outside.

Bright golden light shone in all directions, and a cavalry team wearing golden armor and holding a golden tree flag ran past the side of the caravan and inserted itself between the caravan and the roadblock.

The army of the royal city. Alperich recognized him.

The Godly Grant Tower of the West Asian Altar is located near the outer wall of the royal city. With such a large number of people gathering, those who didn't know it thought that the third battle to defend Rodel was about to begin. A large number of guards were alerted, and even big tree guards and several chariots were dispatched.

But the alarm was also caused a few days ago. The Royal City has only taken action now. There is only one possibility. They are also waiting for the caravan.

As expected, the leading big tree guard ignored the people stationed at the camp and turned his horse's head to face Wuming.

It's Rodel's father. Wuming stood up to greet him, Do the golden citizens of the royal city also want a share of the pie? You're welcome.

I heard that you got the big rune? The big tree guard got straight to the point.

It's true. Wuming said, You will know when you feel the power contained in the big rune fragments.

We will not feel the power of the fragments. The big tree guard said, No matter what plan you have, you must hand over this big rune.

Isn't this against the rules? Wuming said.

What is the big rune? asked the big tree guard.

Big... Rune?

The big tree guard said: The Great Rune is a fragment of the Ring. Whether it is the Great Rune or the Ring, they belong to the power of King Elden and are the property of the Golden Dynasty.

Since it is the property of the Golden Dynasty, why don't you ask Rakad for it? Wuming asked, Don't you want it?

This question silenced Soldier Rodel.

The war monument between the Royal City and the Volcano is still hanging on the Volcano. How could you not want it? Didn’t it mean that it was not conquered?

The guard of the big tree said solemnly:

King Gefulei personally went to the volcano to crusade, but returned without success. It was obviously you who stole King Gefulei's victory.

Did King Gefulei tell you this? Wuming asked.

It's the judgment given by Prime Minister Selosiu.

So you want to ask for the Big Rune... Wuming said, Unfortunately, you can't.

You want to resist the decree?

Wuming said: We have already launched our propaganda, and now we are giving you the big rune. We are the ones who break our promise. Our caravan pays attention to honest management.

The atmosphere became solemn, and the big tree guard raised the giant halberd in his hand slightly, ready to issue an order at any time to eradicate the caravan.

Whose decree? A voice broke the silence.

Patch climbed out and stood in front of Wuming.

The big tree guard was shocked by Patch's image:

and who are you?

I'm also a caravan owner. Patch said, This guy can't speak, please forgive me.

It seems that your caravan's opinions are not unanimous. The big tree guard said, Do you need me to give you some time?

No, just let me do it. Patch said, We will not give up the Great Rune. The Great Rune also belongs to us legally.

Legal principles? The guard at the big tree thought he heard wrongly. You, a businessman, want to talk to me about legal principles?

Patch said calmly:

The big rune is indeed a fragment of the magic ring. Who broke the magic ring?

Queen Malika, the tree guard said.

Patch said: Obviously it was Queen Malika's opinion to let the big runes be scattered everywhere. In the border area, in the Golden Dynasty, Queen Malika is the god, the maker of the law, and the Golden Dynasty, so it is orthodox. The root of it. God makes the law, and the king upholds the law. This is the rule.

But Queen Malika has disappeared. The big tree guard said.

So a prime minister - not even a king - will be responsible for commanding the power of the royal city? Patch said.

Prime Minister Seluoxiu has always been a sage who guides the Golden Clan. The big tree guard said.

Did the Chancellor say we broke that law? Patch said, We are the Faded, and our cruel mission is to prey on each other. This is allowed and encouraged by Two Fingers, Queen Malika, cruelty And it's legal. Larcade was even driven crazy by this law, but in the end you couldn't defeat the crazy volcano. Now we are working hard to get the big rune from the volcano, and you will take it away with just one word. When Malika said, Fart? Didn’t she tell you that the Faded One came back from resurrection just to grab the big rune? Didn’t Godfrey teach you that strength is everything? If you haven’t learned it, go back and read the slate.”

Alpelich listened from a distance and sneered.

Pulling off two-fingered tiger skin? Soon he will let people see what your caravan's true attitude is towards Two Fingers.

But the big tree guard was frightened by Patch:

You are a strange businessman, but you are quite familiar with Queen Malika and the Golden Law.

Nonsense, Patch said. I saw what she wrote.