The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 216 Interesting Subject

Rhea Lucaria is located at the east gate in the north. The magnificent gate and the magic circle of the same height are like an eternal solid wall. The magic power forms a dense mist, embellishing the gate with a hint of mystery.

The seal rejects all those who try to enter the academy, no matter the apprentices who are studying or the enemies who come.

Or a caravan full of fragrant flowers.

Wuming and Ashmi sat on the largest carriage at the front of the large caravan, looking at the sealed gate ahead.

"It's coming." Wuming said, and then leaned over again, and fell on Ashmi's lap.

Ashmi's knees swelled, forming a soft pillow that perfectly fitted the helmet, protecting Wuming.

In the sealed mist, a figure gradually became clear.

With the sound of tracks and wheels, a thick puppet was spit out by the seal, and slowly rolled to the front of the large caravan.

The big caravan waited for a while, the three eyes of the puppet lit up, and the tracks of the four legs rotated in opposite directions, driving the body to circle.

The six arms are also dancing wildly, every palm and every finger joint on the arms are twitching back and forth, as if they are adapting to the new body.

"It is much more convenient to have hands." The puppet made a woman's voice.

"Are you Serlian?" Ashmi asked while sitting in the car.

"It's petite Selian." Selian insisted on her name.

"Welcome." Ashmi separated the pillow from his lap and got out of the car to greet him. "I will escort you."

Selian's three eyes moved back and forth, looking at Ashmi:
"Interesting, you don't seem to be human."

"How did you find out?" Ashmi turned around, looking down at her flying long skirt.

"In order to treat the cursed blood, I specially made some functions that can see through." Se Lian stretched out an arm, pointing to his eyes, "Although your body looks like a human body, it is not a real human body."

"You are very discerning." Ashmi said, "I am an artificial life."

"That guy didn't lie to me," said Cerlian. "You seem to have a high level of intelligence."

"Thank you for the compliment," Ashmi said.

"Then what about the scroll?" Selian said, "Did Wuming tell you?"

Ashmi returned to the carriage, groped around Wuming, and took down a scroll:
"That's it."

"Give it to me quickly." Se Lian excitedly went forward to get it.

Ashmi didn't stop him, but there was a monster who got in the way.

"Can you respect me a little? Can't you see me?" A dry voice sounded from one side.

Ashmi and Selian glanced at the side of the road at the same time.

On the side of the road not far from the sealing gate, there was a small table, and on the table was a shriveled, particularly old lady.

The old lady wears a clergyman's crown and a silver collar. Although the clothes on her body have been baptized over the years, it can still be seen that the texture and color are quite noble.

The old lady was holding a big cane covered with bells, supporting the half of her body hanging in front of the table, with one foot still hooked on the cane, sitting in a wild posture.

"Unfold." Selian recognized the man's identity.

Seeing that she was finally noticed, the old lady didn't make trouble anymore, but looked at them happily:

"Let me see your palms, I can see your fate."

"I can see it too." Selian didn't care, "Just watch the stars."

"Hmph, the fate of the stars is just a rough seal, and there is no delicateness at all." The old woman who explained her finger said, "I can see your personal destiny by looking at the palmistry, which is the destiny of life."

"Not interested." Said Se Lian, turning the caterpillars and was about to leave.

"I can see whether you can become a king!" The old woman Xie Zhi shouted, wanting to prove her ability.

Se Lian didn't take the old woman's bluffing words seriously, but Ashmi was more interested, and gave the old woman the finger.

"Can you see fate by looking at your hands?" Ashimi was curious, "Can you see whether I can become a king?"

"Of course, everyone has palm prints, which herald a person's fate." Jie pointed out that the old woman's eyes had sunken and almost disappeared, and she carefully stroked Ashmi's palm.

"Oh, quite delicate and full of scars, what a pair of hands with a story..." The old woman who explained her fingers sighed in the excitement of finally touching her fingers again.

Suddenly she stopped talking, and carefully squeezed Ashmi's palm again, and even touched his arm in disbelief.

"Where are your fingerprints?" asked the old woman who explained her fingers.

"Ah...forgot to do it." Ashmi said, "The boss only emphasized to me that there was a burn on the palm, and didn't mention any fingerprints."

"How could it be like this..." The old woman who pointed out could not be more surprised, her brain seemed to have been burnt by Ashmi's words.

"Interesting." Selian walked over with a smile, "Show me too."

Xie pointed out that the old woman seemed to be grabbing some life-saving straw, and immediately grabbed Se Lian's mechanical arm.

This time, the old woman's complexion became even uglier.

"Are you kidding me?" said the old woman.

"I'm not kidding you, I'm this body, and you insist on seeing my fingerprints." Selian's wrist rotated 360 degrees, "I'm also curious——for the pyroxene magician who can change his body at will Let’s talk about whether your so-called interpretation that is more powerful than the fate of the stars will work.”

Selian made a helpless gesture with her other two hands:
"It doesn't look right now."

She was trying to annoy the old lady on purpose, and she couldn't help but want to sing a different tune when she heard that the old lady pointed out that she was so contemptuous of the fate of the stars.

"No, that's not the case." The old woman's voice was hoarse and dry, "Your destiny has been changed. What existence has changed your destiny. As long as you are still in the junction, your destiny has been fixed, and you are destined to Leading to the visible future. But your palm prints are gone, and someone changed your destiny... some kind of power from beyond the border."

"That's the stars." Selian said, "It seems that Jiezhi is still no match for the fate of the stars."

"Let's go." Selian greeted Ashmi and got on the motorcade.

On the carriage, a man covered in iron was sleeping soundly.

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On the Altan Plateau, Tolisha had finished taking care of the injured Rodel soldiers, returned to the caravan, and once again took good care of the hybrid and the Son of Omen.

Although Wuming promised to support him, he couldn't imagine any new method for the unsolvable ominous problem.

He knew too little of the nature of the defilement of the omen.

We can only try new herbal formulas based on some of the new prescriptions and materials brought by the caravan, and continue to make pain relievers to relieve the pain caused by bad omens and mixed malignant lesions.

Tolisha took away the pus-stained bandage and met the golden man who had been staying in the caravan on the way.

The Golden People were leaning against a boulder, staring at Tolisha.

"Why do you want to save the Son of Omen?" The Golden People asked Tolisha, with obvious hostility in his voice.

Tolisha was silent for a moment, thinking about how to answer.

Herbologists are respected in the Royal City, but the Sons of Omen are loathed by the Sons of Gold.And malice can always easily defeat respect and love.

Tolisha knows that the people of gold hate the children of ominous omens extremely, so what can be said to lessen their malice?
After thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure it out.

Based on the principle that one thing more is worse than one thing less, Tolisha said:
"Someone asked me to do it, and I will naturally do it."

"The owner of the caravan?" said the Golden People.

Tuo Lixia smiled: "The boss's order is the biggest, please don't hate me, please don't curse me."

There is a thorn in this statement. Children of Ominous Omen will be abandoned by their parents when they are born, and their ugly hard horns will be cut off. Most of the children of Ominous Omen will die in this process, with great Pain and howling.

In crying and death, there is always taboo.

This sentence is what the adults said when they prayed to the young children and innocent souls who had their hard horns cut off, cried and died in blood and pus.

But upon hearing these words, the Golden People did not show any anger, but just took a deep look at Tolixia.

After Tuo Lixia took care of the bandages and moved away, the People of Gold drew a knife from his arms and sharpened it on the rock it was leaning against.

Millicent was also sharpening the knife, with a sharp gold chip.

"When will the teacher come back..." Millicent frequently looked at the end of the road, hoping to see the magnificent convoy again.

"You really like your teacher." Letina lay on the giant wolf, chatting with Millicent.

"The teacher is back, so we can move on." Millicent blushed, "We can also go to the sacred tree."

"We can go by ourselves." Letina said playfully.

"The teacher's caravan can definitely be faster," said Millicent.

"You really trust him."

"Trust is mutual," Millicent said. "The teacher trusts me too. Remember when we put the teacher in the coffin."

"Remember, you cried so sadly."

Millicent said: "It was because the teacher entrusted his consciousness to a distant place, and he thought about it afterwards. It was a sign of the teacher's absolute trust in me. The teacher was willing to give me his defenseless body and let me take care of it. This is trust. Performance."

Millicent was rosy and proud.

"Your teacher seems to be back." Letina looked into the distance, using the eyesight of an archer.

Millicent turned her head quickly, and sure enough, she saw the new convoy approaching, with the eclipse flag fluttering.

Millicent immediately stood up, sheathed the knife, and went to meet him.

Then he saw Wuming lying on a woman's lap, sound asleep.

The woman was so beautiful that Millicent felt ashamed.

"It feels..." Letina also rode the wolf and followed, "He seems to trust a lot of people."

All of a sudden, there was only an afterimage of Millicent, and it flashed across the whole body of the giant wolf Rob in an instant. When he reappeared, he already had a hairball in his hand, and he stuffed it into Letina's mouth with his backhand.

"Oh, Rob's hair loss is so serious, Letina, please help him deal with it." Millicent patted Letina on the shoulder, and ran to the carriage.

"Are you the rescuer invited by the teacher?" Millicent looked up at Ashmi, "Then please put down the teacher first and save Mr. Yura first."

"I'm the rescuer."

A crawler-footed puppet rolled over from the carriage behind, and pulled Millicon away:
"You're Millicent, aren't you? Your teacher mentioned it to me—come and help."

"Help?" Millicent was pulled further and further away by the puppet in a daze, seeing that the carriage Wuming and the beauty were moving away.

Se Lian nodded: "I heard that your sword skills are good, and the equipment is also suitable. Come and help me cut the flesh - where is that man?"

"Also...don't be so anxious, right?" Millicent said, "Mr. Yura's condition is fairly stable at present."

"I see you were in a hurry just now." Selian stared at Millicent from behind, "Why are you not in a hurry now?"

Millicent could not speak, so she had to take Cerlian to the perfumer's camp. In a tent, Yura was lying in chains on all four limbs.

Millicent introduced to Cerlian:

"Mr. Yula's injury is stable, but occasionally he loses control of his body and his strength is extremely strong. In order to prevent others from being hurt, he was restrained first."

"Normal." Selian said, "Cursed blood flows and explodes in the blood vessels, bringing a powerful force. It's like a machine full of explosives in the blood vessels, making your every move stronger, making the bloodfingers intoxicated Incessantly. But generally this kind of process will also destroy the body, causing the body to gradually collapse."

Selian's arm flashed by, and the fingers on the hand stretched out a sharp knife, cutting Yura's skin, revealing a drop of bright red blood.

The blood detonated after contacting the air for a while, making a loud bang.

"Then how to heal?" Millicent asked.

"Bleeding," said Cerlian. "Have you never heard of bloodletting?"

"Is this really possible?" said Millicent. "I'm worried that he will be weak to death, and the blood will explode when he releases it. How does this work?"

"If he is still conscious, I would suggest that he give up this body directly." Se Lian turned his flexible arms, "It is most convenient to change the body."

Flexible arms grabbed Yura's limbs and lifted him above his head, and petite Selian stepped out of the tent.

The petite Ser Lian said: "But since there is no such condition, it can only be achieved by blood transfusion and superb knife skills."

The petite Serlian suddenly began to deform, and the main body of the chunky body folded and unfolded, turning into a console.The head was split open, the three eyes were on the edge of the console, and the six hands were around Yura.

The change of petite Sullian surprised other people in the camp, and the perfumer and the son of bad omen all came together curiously.

"It's just in time." The console spoke up, "Perfumers, you are responsible for drawing blood and diluting."

Tolisha was also watching, and was stunned when she heard Se Lian's words:
"Let's draw blood?"

"You don't?" asked Selian.

"A little bit, and we often need to extract body fluids." Tolixia said, "If you can transform and move freely, why not go to the other side. This is the resting place for the sons of ominous omens and hybrids. The rest of the caravan probably Those who are willing to come, and if they do come to draw blood, the risk of infection is not small."

"Others?" Selian's eyes rolled around and looked around, "Can't these children of ominous omens be used?"

"Them?" said Tolisha. "Are you kidding me? They are the Children of Omens, and their blood is tainted cursed blood—"

Tolisha suddenly stopped talking, as if she realized something.

"Yes." Se Lian took his words, "they are all cursed blood, which is a slightly lower concentration of cursed blood. The source of the blood fingers' intoxicated power comes from the same source as the blood on the Son of Omen .”

Cursed blood seemed to pour into Tolixia's mind, and her ears roared.

Tuo Lixia threw herself on the operating table with a respectful attitude: "Then can you cure the Son of Omen? Do you know anything about hybrids?"

"I haven't done any research," said Se Lian. "I only know more about the nature of cursed blood, and I don't have much research on the phenomenon of omens that coexist with cursed blood. But maybe you can also try—do you want to treat these children of ominous omens?" ?”

"There are also hybrids." Tolisha said.

"Hmph...an interesting topic."

(End of this chapter)