Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Seeing Ge Fulei and Wuming drinking and chatting happily, seemingly not noticing that his son was still standing next to him, Menggert shrank silently, left the court, and huddled in the queen's boudoir below.

Only Lance Sanks noticed Mongot, followed him, and saw him huddled on the stone bed in the boudoir, silently flipping through the slate of law.

What's wrong? Lance Sanks squeezed his body over and poked Mengt's corner with a smile, Now you seem to be a little brat who has discovered that his parents are not so loving, or discovered that his father is not so omnipotent and his worldview has collapsed. .”

She put her face close to it and looked at the stone slabs. But I soon became confused by the complicated and profound text.

I just don't understand why my father is so indifferent to businessmen. Menggert kept looking for the slate. Under the golden law, wandering businessmen are not recognized as a group. My father should not be so close to businessmen.

Oh, don't worry so much, aren't you very close to the caravan yourself? Lance Sanks said.

That's different, Mongot said.

What's the difference?

I am the son of a filthy omen. I stay in the caravan, which is in line with my status. My father is different.

Lance Sanks' smile faded, and he looked at Menggert with a sad expression on his face.

She hugged Mengt, her soft body pressed against that ferocious and disgusting body, and stopped teasing him.

Mengt didn't seem to notice, and whispered to himself:

Besides, I can't beat Wu Ming, so I don't have a choice, but my father is the one who creates the times and rules, so he has a choice.

Maybe the people who create the rules don't care that much about the rules. Lance Sanks said.

This shouldn't be the case. The rules are set by my mother. My father loves my mother very much and listens to her very much... Menggert murmured, When he locked me in the sewer, he also obeyed my mother's opinions...

Don't think so much, maybe you just misunderstood. Lance Sanks said, Just go and ask.

Menggert felt that what Lance Sanks said made sense. He had to ask questions and couldn't just think about it alone.

He got up and walked back to the court, still hanging on his body, like a puddle of brown sugar stuck to Mengt's psoriasis.

Can you let go? Mongot said.

I'm trying to comfort you, but this is your attitude? Lance Sanks glared at him.

Mengt stood frozen for a while:

……Thanks.

That's pretty much it. Lance Sanks climbed off him.

The two walked back to the court along the stairs and heard Ge Fulei's loud and powerful voice:

Can you burn the golden tree?

Menggert's steps stopped.

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In the empty circular chapel, several thrones were temporarily placed together, and Wuming and others sat and ate across from Ge Fulei.

Only then did Wuming realize why Selosiu had been so peaceful from beginning to end, and why he went to see Godfrey in such an informal way. This is not a caravan meeting King Eldon, but a reminiscence between old friends.

Godfrey said: So, Larcade's big rune is really in your hands.

Yes. Wuming took out the helmet and showed the fragments to Ge Fulei, By the way, Lao Lu, you also have a share.

Wuming pinched out a small fragment, twisted it, and rolled it into a fine powder, then handed it to Ge Fulei.

Godfrey laughed loudly, took the particles that were invisible in the palm prints, sprinkled them into the wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking a glass of wine, Ge Fulei put down the glass, and a golden light flashed in his eyes:

So, you are responsible for the volcano incident.

Well, we didn't know that Ge Fulei was you at that time. If we had known it was you, we would have welcomed you over long ago. Wuming said, Why should we hide him? It's not for fear of misunderstanding.

So you came to La Tarn to stop me? Godfrey smiled, When I saw him, I thought of you. He told me before that you also came to Yatan.

Misunderstanding. Wuming could only laugh, You won't be angry if you find out, right? You won't beat me up, right?

First come, first served, what's there to say? Ge Fulei waved his hand, Whoever grabs it gets it, Big Rune, you can do whatever you want with it. This is my wife's wish, I have no objection.

Malika? Wuming asked.

Of course it's Malika. Godfrey raised his wine glass and looked at the crack leading deep into the golden tree with some melancholy.

It turns out that when you said you had a wife before, you meant Malika. Wuming recalled that he once tried to persuade Lao Lu and Nefeli to get married. Now that he thought about it, it was a bit ignorant.

Wuming glanced at Nefeli subconsciously, and was noticed by Nefeli.

What's that look in your eyes? Neferi was unhappy, Why does it feel like there's a bit of contempt and ridicule in it?

Nothing, didn't you say you wanted to challenge Ge Fulei? Wuming said, Lao Lu is right in front of you, why don't you try?

Neferi felt a little embarrassed:

I want to challenge King Godfrey, but King Holelu...isn't too good, right?

Neferi still retains respect for Holeru, the king of the wilderness, and she also knows that she can't defeat him.

It is obvious that Godfrey is Holleru, but when facing Godfrey, whom he has never met before, he has the desire to fight, and facing Holleru, whom he has always admired, he has no idea of ​​challenging.

Neferi felt that she might still have a sense of awe for her father-like existence.

Under his white beard, Ge Fulei had a kind expression:

Don't be so formal, I still want to thank you.

Thank me for what? Neferi didn't understand.

I heard that you took over Stonewell, and that Greg is doing well under you. Godfrey said, Take him back with you when you go back. He is not suitable here, and this place will corrupt him.

Godfrey decided Greg's stay or stay with just two words, and then looked at Wuming:

Don't worry about the Great Rune. The caravan can be opened in Yatan, but the area of ​​the God's Grant Tower will be reserved for you to do business.

This is what a hero should look like. Wuming smiled happily and toasted to Ge Fulei.

Selosiu poured wine for both parties and said:

Now there are two more questions.

I thought there was only one problem, Godfrey said.

Maybe it's a problem. Throthio said: The people in the Round Table Hall accused their caravan of killing a Two-Finger.

When Godfrey heard this, he took a breath and looked at Wuming in surprise: Is this true?

Wuming pondered for a moment and nodded:

It's true, but things are a little twisty. Anyway, those are the two fingers on the God's Grant Tower of Greg.

That's Ningmu Gefu's Divine Grant Tower, not Greg's. Godfrey said.

Anyway, it was that time. It was an accident. It was indeed an accident. Wuming said.

Serothio said: How did you do it? Your two fingers should not be hurt by ordinary people. Have you obtained the power of those lost places?

Wuming shook his head: I don't know what happened, my mind was not very clear at the time.

Wuming patted his chest and vowed:

It's definitely not my subjective will to do that. I think I should be controlled, just like Blaze was driven crazy by the two-finger curse. It was two fingers, so it must have been done by two fingers.

Two fingers control you, kill Two Fingers? Selosiu concluded.

Perhaps he has wanted to die for a long time. Wuming said, You said that nothing can harm Him. That is not a good thing. You can't even commit suicide.

Selosiu had no choice but to look at Ge Fulei for advice:

What do you think should be done with him?

Ge Fulei scratched his pale hair:

It can kill Two Fingers...can it also solve the seal?

Seal? Wuming asked.

The original purpose of coming to you is to entrust you with something. Selosiu sighed, This entrustment needs to be kept secret, so I can only invite you here.

What? Wuming asked, Making clothes or building houses? We can also dig mines and build roads, atone for sins and form friendships.

Let you commit a crime, Godfrey said.

Ah? Wuming looked at Ge Fulei with caution, We are good businessmen who abide by the law. We don't want to fish for law enforcement.

Ge Fulei stood up and pointed at the golden tree:

My wife is now imprisoned in the golden tree, but I can't break the seal.

Serothio said: The golden tree rejects everything. Using the vitality of the golden tree to resist anyone who tries to enter is a very powerful restriction.

Ge Fulei showed it to Wuming.

In the crack of the golden tree, you climb up the stairs and walk into the golden tree, but there are roots and thorns intertwined, blocking the way forward.

Ge Fulei stretched out his hand, ignoring the thorns that cut his palm, and directly tore off the roots.

But the moment the thorns broke, new thorns had grown, becoming more prosperous and stronger. The thorns became more and more dense, almost filling the passage leading to the depths.

Ge Fulei let go of his hand: I don't have enough strength to deal with this kind of thing. As a result, the shell becomes thicker and thicker. If I really fight against the golden tree, it will be difficult to win even if I am exhausted. And if I win, The tree will probably die. My wife will tear me apart if she comes out.

I don't know how to do this. Wuming asked.

I understand, it's just that I can't do it well. Godfrey said, It's a tree after all. Just find a fire and burn it down.

Wuming was in awe:

It's not enough to tear the tree apart and let it die. How about burning it?

The golden tree is not that fragile. Serothio said, It won't die yet. This matter is mainly because it is very sensitive.

Ge Fulei said: When my wife and I fought in the world, we fought against the flames and eliminated the mortal enemies of the golden tree. Now I am looking for the flames, which may be a bit inappropriate.

Are you still someone who cares about this kind of thing? Wuming smiled, The opinions of the world should not matter to you.

Of course it doesn't matter what the world thinks. Godfrey said, Snowy mountains and volcanoes have flames, but they all failed. The volcanoes were cut off by you, and now there is no fire there. As for the snowy mountains...

Snow Mountain— Wuming seemed a little stiff when he heard that, Snow Mountain is not popular anymore?

I don't know. Godfrey said, There is a seal blocking the road. I can't get through.

Is it okay, Lao Ge, if there is a seal, you can't get through? Wuming said, Aren't you the King of Elden? Isn't it easy to break the seal?

No way, brother, it's not the strength of the seal that's stopping me. Ge Fulei sighed, I don't care about the eyes of the world, but that seal was added by my son.

Mengote?

Godfrey nodded: That child upholds the Golden Law very much. He would rather not become a king, but also block the way to the fire, for fear that we will find a fire that can burn the tree.

Serothio said: From what I heard, the giant fire was blocked, the epileptic fire was blocked, and the volcano was beaten to the point where it couldn't lift its head. This little guy blocked the path of the flames.

Wuming suddenly realized: No wonder you are looking for me, it turns out you want to burn the tree.

I want to ask you to do this job. Our status is sensitive and we want you to find a way to unlock Mengget's seal. Throthio said, But from what you say, do you have other methods?

Oh? Ge Fulei's eyes flashed, Do you have a way to burn the golden tree?

Wuming shook his wine glass:

Actually, I'm quite confident in flames. It's not just me who plays with fire, we are masters.

Okay! Ge Fulei shouted, Brother, lend me a hand.

Wuming picked up the wine glass and shook it:

Well... playing with fire is dangerous.

Say whatever you want, said Godfrey, just don't want my wife.

Have a good time, Patch, are there any suitable projects? Wuming looked at Patch, Give Boss Lu some time, he is a big financier, and there won't be a bigger financier in the border area.

Patch was not so excited, and was a little sad:

Seriously? Burn the golden tree?

Can't you? The ring finger pointed at Ge Fulei, It's not me who wants to burn it. Isn't it the master's decision to burn it?

He is not the owner of the golden tree. Patch said, At least Malika must be blamed.

Isn't that right? Wuming was stunned, We can't do that to a scrap collector and sell the coffin truck on the street. If your wife, Laoge, knew that I burned her tree, wouldn't she be angry?

Isn't she unable to make a decision now? Godfrey said, It's okay. After all, I started the era of the golden tree. This is considered joint property of husband and wife. We don't have to burn it all, just burn half of it.

Wuming thought it made sense and looked at Patch again.

I'm not worried about Malika. Patch said, I'm afraid that the Supreme Will will end.

As soon as the words Supreme Will came out, the whole place became a little quiet.

Especially Selosiu, his hair and beard were trembling.

A snow-capped mountain rose up on Ge Fulei's brow, he held the wine glass and said nothing.

Eh! Ge Fulei stood up, shouted angrily, and smashed the wine glass, I'll end it as soon as I get there. I'll burn the tree first anyway -

After bravely throwing the cup, Ge Fulei froze.

What's wrong? Wuming noticed something was wrong with Lao Lu, Is the Supreme Will really here?

Wuming looked in the direction where Lao Lu was pointing and saw a tall and ugly figure standing at the door of the court, silently watching everyone.

Standing next to him was Lance Sanks.

Menggert turned around, jumped off the branch, and disappeared on the surface of the royal city in a few ups and downs.

Eh... Godfrey stretched out his hand to hold him back, but in the end he didn't say anything and watched Mengt disappear.

Ge Fulei put it down and sighed:

Oh, this unlucky boy.

Is it still burning? Wuming asked inappropriately.

Forget it for now. Ge Fulei can't see the domineering King of War now, more like an old father who is a little helpless with his children.

There is no rush to burn the tree. Throthio said, Since the Supreme Will may take action, we need to re-evaluate the possible risks. Besides, burning the tree is useless.

It's useless? Wuming asked.

Only flames are useless. Queen Malika has put more than one insurance on the tree. Throthio said, If you burn it now, it will only increase casualties. Let's put it down first.

Why do I think you are afraid? Wuming said.

Of course I'm afraid. Throthio said, The origin of beasts like us is the Supreme Will.