Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

The nameless hands slid along the demi-human mother's head to her internal organs, and the burns went down along the way, burning her entire body clean.

Wuming said: Have you ever cooked? After hunting, you need to bleed, remove hair, and wash the internal organs. The same goes for sacrifices. If they are living sacrifices, all the filth in the body must be purified in one breath.

Magri felt his heart tremble when he heard this:

How do you know so well?

I just learned it. Wuming replied.

What do they want from this cruel sacrificial ceremony? Nok asked.

I don't know. Wuming looked around the cemetery and looked at the smoke-filled Moren City. It could be all of these.

He put the demi-human's mother back into the tomb, closed the lid, covered it with soil, and completed the unfinished business of the hybrid demi-human. After that, he finished handling the city lord’s funeral affairs.

He stood in front of the huge monument, looked at the words King of Vengeance, and chanted Gu Ao's eulogy in a low voice.

Wuyi mourned for three seconds of silence for the unknown demi-human mother, then opened his eyes and looked at Magri and Nok:

Okay, we've dealt with the things here, now we have to deal with more important things.

Have you found the murderer? Magri asked.

Wuming walked to the legendary sword:

Who owns this treasure?

It's not good to snatch family heirlooms just after someone dies. Magri wiped his saliva.

What are the faded people pretending to be who robbed other people's hearses? Wuming disdainfully said, Let me tell you first, I was the one who brought you here, and I was also the one who dealt with the pile of demi-humans. This is a cemetery, don't even think about robbing it, don't Force me to use corpse explosion.

Nok said: You might as well just say this baby is yours.

On the contrary, I'm not interested in this thing. Wuming stuck his feet into the soil under the sword skeleton, weighed the weight of the sword skeleton, and felt disgusted, It's too heavy, and it affects my ability to travel.

I'm not too heavy. Magri rubbed his hands.

Nock was calm: He will definitely not let you get it easily.

You are still sensible. Wuming smiled and stretched out his hand, Twenty-five thousand runes, I will give it to you.

It's so expensive. Magli's enthusiasm was extinguished.

This is a legendary weapon, Moen's priceless treasure. My offer is an insult to this weapon. Wuming slapped the sharp blade on the sword skeleton.

Then don't insult it. Magri said, Legendary weapons are so tacky when it comes to money, so give them to me.

In order to prevent this legend from falling into the hands of a vulgar person like me, why don't you redeem it quickly and put it out of misery?

Wuming stroked the sword skeleton with obscene movements, as if he was a strange uncle occupying some peerless beauty. Nok thought that if he took off his mask, he might have to stick out his tongue and lick it.

Magri looked at the sword with reluctance:

Too bad I don't have that many runes.

Wuming looked at all the equipment on Magli's body:

Indeed, I can't even afford it if I sell it. How about this, I'll give you credit. You can give me three thousand runes a month, and you'll pay it off after twelve months.

Magri nodded:

That's not more than ten thousand dollars more expensive.

Of course it's expensive. I'll lend you money with interest, Wuming said.

Magri counted the money in his bag, thought for a long time, and then shook his head:

Forget it, let's talk about it later.

Nok suddenly took action and threw it at something unknown.

Wuming caught it and found two dark golden eyeballs.

To be precise, they are eyeball-shaped golden crumbs, condensed runes.

The rare rune, twenty-five thousand is just right. Nok said.

Wuming looked at the two eyeballs in the light of the golden tree, pinched them, bit them, and nodded with satisfaction.

Magri looked at Nok in surprise:

Are you so rich? And when did you get the rare rune? Don't you remember that we have opened the tomb of a big shot like that before?

Don't worry about it. Nok handed the sword skeleton to Magli.

From now on, the loot will be 70/30 until you pay it back.

Wuming was in a good mood with his account:

Welcome to patronize my service in the future.

There will be no future. Nok said coldly.

Don't say that, we meet each other everywhere in life. Wuming put away the runes with a playful smile.

Magri holds the sword in his arms, still a little unbelievable.

He looked at Wuming:

Really selling it? This is a legendary weapon, what a legend.

It can't be fake. Nok said abruptly.

Magri immediately held the sword and started chewing it, wanting to test its quality. After chewing it, he wanted to try the sword again, but it was too heavy and he could only move reluctantly.

By operating with integrity, I won't make a one-time deal. Wuming said.

This is a legendary weapon after all. Although 20,000 is expensive, it is not much for a unique legend. Nok also asked Wuming, Why sell it?

Legendary... Wuming smiled, The legend of Sword Bones is because of the King of Vengeance, not because of the weapons. No matter how powerful the weapon is, it will only be useless if it falls into the hands of useless people.

Magri blushed a little.

Wuming stroked the sword in his hand:

A true legend can rival the gods with the most common weapons and equipment. It is the people who are legendary, not the weapons.

The calm words were deafening, and Magri was quite excited after hearing this:

You're right, I understand! I don't want it anymore, take it back!

Wuming shrank and protected his money bag:

Ahem...well, although people don't rely on weapons, you can use weapons to temper yourself.

He patted Magli on the shoulder:

Strive to become a man worthy of Sword Bones!

The city of Morn was already dead, and there was nothing worth checking out.

Maglinock bid farewell to Wuming, and they prepared to explore the west of the Weeping Peninsula.

Wuming returned to the bound demihuman.

After being tied up for a long time, they had calmed down. Some of them struggled so hard that they bled too much and passed out.

He squatted in front of the demi-human, and a warm fireball appeared in his palm, emitting golden light and healing the injured demi-human.

Wuming said to himself:

I came here because I was afraid that demi-humans would affect my business. Now that your mother is dead, there won't be more demi-humans. I can actually leave. What about you? Continue to maintain hatred and kill everyone on sight. , or go into seclusion in the mountains and forests?”

The demihumans were commotion, babbling and roaring.

Wuming said: You can also occupy this Morn City. It belongs to Grek, but it is the most remote location. I am afraid no one will come here again. I buried your mother in the cemetery of Morn City. If you want to go to worship, you can also go and have a look.

Wuming stood up, drew his sword, and walked towards the demi-human:

I'm going to untie you. It's up to you how you choose. I advise you not to choose to attack me.

Wuming cut the rope and slowly backed away.

The demihumans panted heavily and stared at Wuming with red eyes, but they did not move forward to attack him the whole time.

Oh, by the way, there is another place to go. Wuming said, I heard that there is a sacred tree in the north of the snow mountain that can accommodate everything. If you feel that you are desperate and have no one to take you in, you can try your luck there. Actually, I want to I accept you as employees, but I’m afraid you’ll be furious if I make this request and feel like you have to be servants again…”

Wuming turned and left: You can choose for yourself.

After leaving Moen City, he looked back at the magnificent Moen City. Wuming felt a little emotional when he thought that there was no one inside.

It's really nothing... Wuming sighed.

At the gate of the city, several demi-humans chased after them, carrying hatchets and axes.

Wuming raised his shield warily:

Do you want to fight again?

The demi-humans did not attack. They stood in front of Wuming and made babbling gestures.

You want to come with me? Wuming guessed.

Several demi-humans nodded.

You can do it with me, but don't hurt others at will. Wuming said, As long as I protect you, no one can abuse you. If you have hatred, you can come to me first. There may be a better solution than killing your enemies. .”

Several demi-humans listened with half-understanding and said nothing.

Wuming took several demi-humans back to the Sacrifice Bridge and prepared to return to Mengliu Cave. As they approached the bridge checkpoint, they met Haida and several guards around her.

Wuming asked the Yaren to stay far away to prevent their enemies from becoming extremely jealous when they met.

You haven't moved forward yet? Wuming greeted her, Those demi-humans behind are harmless, don't touch them.

I want to wait for you. Haida said, Where are your two companions?

Oh, they still wanted to go west and see, so they broke up. Wuming said.

Haida seemed very happy to hear that the gang was broken up and asked:

Has the message been delivered?

Wuming nodded: Delivered.

Haida was a little surprised, then smiled and said:

Thank you. I think father will come back after reading the letter.

Oh, the city lord has died long ago. Wuming replied.

What? Haida was shocked, Didn't you say it was delivered?

Wuming said: Don't you just want us to see the miserable situation of Moren City? We have indeed received this information.

Haida said: Why do you think so?

Oh, it seems I misunderstood. Goodbye. Wuming was about to ask the demi-human to leave, Can you help me tell the outpost in front that I'm leaving. You should be able to command those people, right? Although the city lord's Your daughter is Irena, but those people in the checkpoint are also yours, aren’t they?”

Wait a minute. Haida stood up to stop him and took Wuming's arm.

For a blind man, your movements are really precise. Wuming said.

It's true that I can't see things in the outside world clearly, Haida said, but I can see the guidance of the lights, just like those who have faded can see blessings.

So what do you want to say? Wuming asked.

Haida let go of her hand, took two steps back, and said solemnly:

You are right, I am indeed a finger witch.

Oh, what then? Wuming asked.

But the finger I serve is different. Haida said, It is not tolerated by the world, and I cannot contact it. The witch is the existence that connects the finger with the faded one, but now I can neither see the finger, nor can I touch it. The faded ones also abandoned me and abandoned their mission.

The sacrificial ceremony in the city is not dedicated to that finger, right? Wuming said.

You can actually see the sacrificial ceremony. You are indeed my light. Haida said, But it was not a sacrifice to Master Finger, but it was held for me.

you?

Haida nodded: My last body was destroyed when the Faded One abandoned me, and the ritual prompted my rebirth, just like the merchants once sacrificed themselves to summon Lord Finger.

There is a difference between sacrificing oneself and sacrificing others. Wuming said, I can see that you have planned for a long time and are very thorough. I am afraid that the girl really escaped here, thinking that she would be safe when she reached the checkpoint. But I didn't expect that the checkpoint was He has long ceased to be her father’s soldier.”

Wuming looked at the guards beside Haida:

Starting from the level on the bridge, you guys... are almost all talking corpses.

Haida asked: How did you see it?

I can still tell the difference between the dead and the living. Wuming smiled, After all, I am such a person.

No wonder the lights guide me... Haida murmured, Did you know that I asked them to let you in?

Guessed it. Wuming said, Why?

The guidance of the lights. Haida said, The lights on the other side will guide me to find Master Zhizou, but suddenly another strong guidance appeared. The lights on the other side have never been so strong. Even the former would-be king was not like this. There was so much light that I seemed to see a human-shaped sun appearing nearby.

Haida became more and more excited as she spoke: You must be the faded person given to us by God. The light allows us to meet.

She stepped forward and held Wuming's hand:

The world has never shown me its appearance so clearly, only you, only your outlines are so clear...let me be your witch!

Nameless pulled out his hand:

You're crazy enough.

Haida shook her head: You are wrong. We are only responsible for igniting the fire. It is not us who keep Morn City burning. Without the long-term abuse of the demi-humans by the residents of Morn City, they would not have exploded. Without deep resentment, we would not have broken out. Unable to be born. It’s not us that’s crazy, it’s the world.”

Haida said: We were born from sin and pain, but our wish is to eliminate sin and pain.

The method is to actively ignite fire to accelerate Moen's destruction? Wuming said, Then you succeed, and no one can commit crimes and feel pain.

This is a necessary sacrifice in order to realize the big plan. Haida said with a sacred expression, We are willing to sacrifice everything, including myself. Just so that people can understand and tolerate each other.

I don't want to hide it from you. I believe you can make the right judgment. This is almost your destiny. Haida said, There has never been a qualified person like you. Even those demigods rarely You can be selected as a god by two fingers. And you can actually be recognized as a person with the qualifications of a god by Lord Finger...

Haida was so excited that she almost knelt down to Wuming.

Wuming fell into silence:

Why do you think so highly of me?

You have the potential to return the world to chaos! Haida was convinced. Even if I can't see you, you still give me a very powerful impression. You must have enough power to burn down the world. I am willing to dedicate everything I have to you.

Everything... Wuming touched his chin and hummed, seeming to be considering this proposal.

I will become your witch and turn runes into your path forward. Haida said sincerely, You will become my king and my god.

She caressed Wuming's chest:

If you need other services, I can also give you a hug and bring you comfort.

Wuming stared at Haida and suddenly smiled:

You're a good judge of people.

You agreed? Haida was surprised.

I happen to be short of witches. Since you are willing to do anything, I have no reason to refuse. Wuming hugged Haida, I just happened to make a lot of money, but I am worried about not being able to spend it.

Haida bowed:

Please let me touch you and let Rune become the power within you——

Not here. Wuming said, Go home first.

Haida was stunned: I can serve you anytime and anywhere.

Here you go, come and see. Wuming took Haida's hand and strode out of the bridge.

By the way, do you have any horses? It's hard for me to have a mount on my way. Wuming began to ask for benefits.

Haida shook her head apologetically: When Morn was destroyed, the war horses were also killed by the demi-humans. We cannot take out the war horses for the time being. But there are other animals that can be ridden.

Oh? What is it? Wuming was curious.

Ten minutes later, Wuming stood in front of a big mouse, feeling a little embarrassed.

The rat was bigger than a horse, with yellow flames in its eyes, and it stayed where it was.

Okay, we have to hurry. Wuming pulled Haida and sat on the mouse together.

The demi-humans and several warriors with fire-stained eyes also followed behind in giant rats.

The rat is galloping, wretched and trivial.

One day later, Wuming returned to Mengliu Cave.

At this time, the Mengliu Cave was already much more lively than when he first arrived. There were Patch and the group of thieves, Patch's Faded Brother, and a bunch of withered immortals.

When Burke saw Wuming returning safely, he ran over crying and jumping up and down.

Haida looked at the people in Mengliu Cave, and her guards described the scene in front of her.

As one of the spokespersons of the subversive forces in the human world, Haida has many great scenes in her memory, and she pretends to be the pattern of the entire world in her heart.

Among the group of people in front of me, the faded ones were almost naked, and the thieves were unkempt, let alone people like the Immortals.

To put it bluntly, it is ugly fish and rotten shrimp.

Haida still hopes that her king can have more powerful subordinates, so that they can help him set the world on fire.

However, Haida is not impatient, and the Bianhuo forces are willing to wait for thousands of years and lie dormant for thousands of years.

Besides, she has become the king's witch.

The king and the witch are inseparable, forming a solid triangle with the finger, and neither can live without the other.

As the time spent together increases, the relationship will naturally become closer and the relationship will become deeper.

Time, time can cultivate everything.

Haida was thinking when she felt Wuming hug her waist again.

King, you need my service——

Wuming hugged Haida:

Come and turn runes into power.

Okay. Haida smiled and fumbled to sit on the chair, Please give me your hand.

Wuming did not do so. In Haida's eyes, Wuming's torch-like figure moved away from her.

King? Haida was confused.

Come on, come on. Wuming approached Haida again and put his hand close to Haida.

Haida felt relieved and reached out her hand, ready to help Wuming transform Rune.

She suddenly felt a skinny and ulcerated hand being placed in her palm, and an unspeakable putrid stench assaulted her nostrils.

King? Haida sounded a little frightened.

In front of Haida, the immortals lined up in a long queue.

Wuming stood beside the team with his hands on his waist, looking at the immortals, and waved his hand with high spirits:

Hurry up and start the transformation, they can't wait!