Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Roma was lying on the bed, motionless, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. The eyes in the tightly closed eyes moved wildly, and occasionally a faint yellow light and lavender light leaked out.

In the dream, Rom was in a sea of ​​fire, and the fuel beneath the sea of ​​fire was a mountain of corpses.

The silver-haired girl stood in the sea of ​​fire, and the raging fire could not invade her body at all.

The girl approached Rom and comforted him:

Hate is never-ending. You want to take revenge on the golden tree, but there are also many innocent people under the golden tree.

Innocent? When Rom heard this, the surrounding fire became more violent. My people are also innocent. Weren't they all slaughtered? When they killed us, no one thought that some people were innocent? The wandering people all It is a scourge. As long as you live, you are infringing on the golden tree - isn't that what you think? I am just doing the same thing now. Revenge with the same form, that is the habit of our nation.

The flames around Rom became taller and more terrifying, almost completely enveloping the safe zone around the silver-haired girl.

The girl had no choice but to disappear where she was.

Michaela crossed her chest and sighed helplessly:

There's no way to appease him, he's so angry.

Are you okay? Next to Michaela, Melina's eyes were full of suspicion.

Melina said: You said you could solve the problem of epilepsy, and I just traveled around the world with you for four months. I still have my own mission to complete.

It's you. Michaela corrected Melina and pointed to Haida, who was sitting quietly in the corner.

Away from Wuming, Haida once again returned to the dark world around her, becoming increasingly quiet and well-behaved, looking pitiful.

For several months, Melina took Haida with her and has been performing the special tasks assigned to them by Michaela.

With the water lilies collected from Hu Village and planted all over the world, can epilepsy be suppressed? Melina said, Then why can't you even comfort a businessman? Aren't you the 'Holy Tree' Michaela?

Don't worry, Michaela said.

You have to explain more clearly and reveal more information to make people feel at ease. Melina said, If you don't say anything and only let girls believe in you, then you are a scumbag.

What kind of scumbag is a person who has zero experience in love? He teaches Quan Neng how to be a scumbag. Michaela rudely turned her words into golden needles and stabbed them back.

Melina glared at Michaela and pulled Haida: Then you can plant flowers yourself.

These water lilies are not to suppress people suffering from epilepsy, Mikayla said, but to prevent nameless people.

Beware of Wuming?

Yes, an anti-nameless device. Michaela nodded, He is a very powerful warrior. If he loses control and becomes the King of Epilepsy, I need to ensure that I have enough power to suppress his spirit.

How to prevent it? Melina carried forward the spirit of inquiring.

Well... it's a secret. Michaela said, In short, we are now exchanging time for strength. With the help of the power of the fragments of the Hucun furnace, the harder you work, the easier it will be for me.

Seeing that Michaela refused to say anything, Melina said hesitantly: Okay... I'll trust you once.

There is another question. Michaela said, Someone is coming in your direction, ready to kill you and spare his life.

Who? Melina was confused.

There are very few people who know her, and those who really know her will not try to kill her. She is already a soul and it is difficult for her to die a second time.

Melina hid Haida, checked the dagger, and waited for whoever came.

After a while, I saw someone approaching.

The figure has a strange shape, with gold and silver intertwined and fused to form two human faces, like twins embracing each other in the shape of armor.

Melina looked at the weird armor and recognized who this person was.

When she was still following her husband, Melina met this knight in the Round Table Hall.

Hunting Death D, Golden Tree Guard.

But Melina was very sure that the other party had never seen her, and her husband had never talked about her.

Why would such a person come...

Melina's left eye suddenly trembled, and she saw a slight vibration in D's arms.

Melina suddenly understood.

Don't tell me you came to take away Death. Melina said, It doesn't belong to you.

The three determined eyes looked at each other for a moment, and D didn't try to say anything more. He picked up the sword and rushed towards Melina.

The two of them went back and forth, starting a fierce battle. They fought for a long time, and it was hard to separate.

Michaela stood aside and finally took action. As long as he didn't want to, he could not be observed by D and could also hypnotize him.

With Michaela's frequent help and intervention, Melina finally saw the right opportunity, knocked off D's sword, and completely disarmed D.

Melina reached into D's bag and pulled out a stone eyeball.

There are three ravines on the stone eyeball, forming a claw mark. The dark purple pupils squirmed slightly, as if they were still alive.

Melina stared at the stone eye in ecstasy, her closed left eye almost opened, wanting to look into it.

Michaela approached D, completely hypnotized him, walked back to Melina, raised her hands, and said with a smile:

Give me your eyes.

What is this? Melina said, Did you design it? Did you lure this person here?

Michaela shook her head: It can sense the relevant power, and you are the one with the relevant power. During this time, you have been running around the world, and it is normal for you to be targeted by the hunters of the dead.

I'm not a Deathborn, Melina said.

But you have the power of the source of the Deadborn, and the hunters will definitely find out. Mikayla said, And you will not give up this power.

Of course I will not give up, this is about my mission. Melina said.

Michaela nodded, with a clear look: So I just asked you not to kill him, not to tell you to give up the fight. And in order not to be targeted again, this eyeball must be taken away.

Michaela spread her hands to Melina:

Give me the eyeball, you already have one anyway.

Melina hesitated and handed her eyes to Michaela.

The eyeballs passed through Mikaela's palm, fell to the ground, and bounced twice.

The scene was a little quiet, and Michaela looked into the distance: I stayed in the dream for too long just now, and I forgot that I couldn't pick it up. You can send it back to the caravan.

Melina asked, What do you want with this?

Collect and study. Michaela said, There are few people in the world who are not curious about the eyes of the queen with dark eyes. This was the queen who could compete with her mother for dominance... for females... and...

Michaela said: I also need the power of this queen to understand some issues.

What's the problem? Melina asked.

Mother's true intention, Mikayla said, No matter what, it is too extreme to commit such a felony as smashing the ring.

Michaela said: You also want to know more information and maxims from your mother. After all, you are a mommy's baby.

People who can't grow up after birth are embarrassed to call others giant babies. Melina picked up the stone eyes, held them in her fists, and gave Michaela a head blow, Let's figure out the epilepsy thing first.

Michaela covered her head and complained:

I'm the older brother.

Melina rolled her eyes at Michaela and turned around to continue planting flowers.

Michaela looked at Melina's back:

As a brother, I'm so worried.

Michaela looked at D sleeping on the ground:

The same goes for you... In order to find a place for yourself and your loved ones, you can only transform into eternity...

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At the top of the Giant Mountain, on the ground covered with thick snow, there are several deep ravines hanging down from the towering cliffs. At first glance, it looks like a giant octopus lying on the snow-capped mountains.

It is a glacial river formed by the melting of ice and snow. It forms water flow on the snow-capped mountains, winds down, and outlines deep valleys on the snow-capped mountains.

According to the legend of the locals, it was the trace left by a flaming giant that emerged from the flaming cauldron before, releasing flames in the snow-capped mountains and wreaking havoc.

It is said that it is a flame giant that can only bring destruction. When he roars loudly, an avalanche occurs.

Of course, those who heard the news did not take this legend seriously.

The soldiers on the front line all know that the giant family has been destroyed long ago, and there is only one left, who is imprisoned by Queen Malika to guard the flames.

The soldiers on the front line believed that either people had seen it wrong, or that the giant responsible for guarding the flames had escaped from its restraints and ran here to make a fuss.

What the warriors need to do is go to the Flame Cauldron to verify the truth.

What's more troublesome is that because of the drastic changes in the landscape, their past memories can no longer be used directly. They can only use their experience to climb the snow-capped mountain peaks again. One step at a time, open the way to the Cauldron of Fire.

Snow Mountain, a ghost of snow mountain floating in the wind and snow, looming, a bit scary.

The guard at Snow Mountain Rest Stop No. 3 was startled, and he got closer to see clearly.

Why are you wearing a white sheet in the snow when you have nothing to do? The frightened guard was a little annoyed and raised his spear to block the snowman. It's customary to show your weapons. We don't care if you want to hide your face. , weapons won’t work.”

I can't hand over my sword. Snowman said calmly, lifting up the sheets to reveal his sword and shield.

I'm not taking away your sword, I'm just recording it. The guard recognized the pattern and characteristics of the sword on his waist and let him in.

Wuming approached the camp and observed:

There's no eclipse mark here.

That old Patch shop? the guard said, Of course not, it doesn't belong to them.

Are there any other caravans? Wuming's eyes became sharp.

What caravan? The guard was not curious and pointed to the flag above his head, You can't recognize the picture, can you?

Wuming raised his head, and a majestic and heroic lion jumped up on the flag, its hair fluttering in the wind and snow.

The guard said: We are the subordinates of the War King, the pioneers of the snow-capped mountains.

Gefulei's warriors... Wuming murmured in a low voice.

Of course, we have been here before, and we are familiar with the roads. I really think that we rely on merchants to open up unknown territories. The soldier said, The caravan can only be responsible for logistics.

Wuming didn't respond and entered the camp silently.

Along the way, Wuming glanced at everything in the camp without saying a word.

The atmosphere of the War King's camp was indeed very different from that of the caravan's camp. The soldiers warmed themselves around the campfire, gulped down wine and ate meat, told vulgar jokes and laughed. On the snow, strong men took off their clothes, shirtless, and struggled with their bare hands on the snow. People formed a circle around him, cheering and cheering.

Although there are vendors, they are all squeezed into a small corner and provide some non-essential items.

Wuming's eye-catching outfit, as Patch said, attracted a lot of attention. The soldiers could tell at a glance that this was an outsider, and a few of them came over to chat with Wuming.

The soldiers asked some questions about Wuming's origins, regardless of whether Wuming's words were true or false. After finding out, they invited him to eat meat and drink wine.

How many runes are needed for these foods? Wuming asked.

What runes do you want for food? The soldier smiled, We are the warriors of the King of War. We can get as much as we want. Don't confuse us with the camps of profiteers under the snow-capped mountains.

A camp of profiteers? Wuming said.

Yes, those big caravans that pop up like maggots in their excrement. The soldier said, They are speculators, hoarders, and real profiteers.

Which caravans? Wuming asked.

Which caravans? All caravans! The warrior maintained the simplest understanding of the golden people. The people in those caravans are all profiteers, especially the people in Pachi's old shop. They didn't have such a start. , will the junction become like this?

Don't you like the current junction? Wuming asked.

The border area used to be so good. The soldier said, I have never heard of anyone having to worry about their livelihood. They can eat and drink whenever they want. We soldiers just focus on fighting, and those who want to study the law can do that. Study the law freely.”

The soldier handed Wuming a bowl of wine:

You see, we can invite you to drink at will, but now, outside the Yatan, poor people are forced to make a living. Even if they invite others to drink, they have to look forward and backward. Poverty will make people despise, and even poison our gold-like hearts. soul.

Weren't we poorer before? Wuming said.

In the past, everyone was the same, so what's the point of being poor? said the soldier. With the rich, there are the poor. With the bonfire, the snow-capped mountains look cold.

Only the people of Yatan are like this. Wuming said, Those who are excluded by the Golden Law...

The Yatan people are not human beings? the soldier said. The Yatan people are the most numerous! That businessman who hides his head and tail and dare not reveal his name has caused so many people to become homeless and unable to return home. Without him, our compatriots would have lost their lives. So miserable?

That's it... Wuming whispered, stood up and left.

Aren't you going to continue drinking? the soldier said enthusiastically, How about taking some beef with you?

No, I don't need to eat. Wuming said, My heart is not very good. If I stay here any longer, I'm afraid I'll have a heart attack.

Is your heart bad? the soldier asked with concern. What's wrong with your heart? We have military doctors who can look at you for free.

A disease without a heart. After Wuming finished speaking, he left the camp. When he left, he became even more silent. Step by step, we walked deeper into the snow-capped mountains, disappearing into the wind and snow.