The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 309 Respective Secrets
"So you still love me, not the snake." Laya said, "What you said to Uncle Patch is also lying to him."

Tanith said: "This is the best, such a reason will not hurt him. I don't deserve his kindness. I am not at the age of youth and romance."

Tanis picked up her luggage, encouraged Laya to learn to be strong, and then turned and left.

Behind her, Laya suddenly screamed.

Tanis immediately turned around, and saw a huge spider lying next to Laya, which was the size of a person.

Before she had time to think about how monsters got into the caravan, Tanis had already sprinted over, kicked the spider over with a flying kick, hugged Laya, and was about to escape.

The spider fell to the ground and groaned in pain, but the somewhat familiar tone made both Tanis and Laya hesitate.

Tanith glanced back at the monster.

The spider swayed, turned over with difficulty, and turned to Tanis and her daughter.

A patchy bald head was revealed.

Tanis identified it for a while, and then confirmed that it was not a spider holding Patch's head, but a living, eyeball-like, Patch's head.

Tanis looked into the distance, and found that Wuming was also following the Pachi-headed spider, so she was a little relieved.

"You..." Tanis hesitated to admit it.

The spider with Patch's head was a little embarrassed, and stretched out a front foot to scratch the bald head:
"Don't get me wrong, I have to help Wuming manage the store, and I can't handle it with two hands. I know you don't like people, we keep our heads down every day and don't look up to see each other. I'm afraid you should be embarrassed. It just so happens that my original body is tired. Change your body and play."

Tanise stared blankly at Patch's somewhat slippery and permeable image.

Patch swings two spider legs:
"Don't get me wrong, don't have psychological pressure, I'm not as bold as Lakad and let the monster eat it directly, I can change it back at any time, just like clothes—"

Tanise suddenly burst out laughing, and then laughed louder and louder, her branches trembling, she leaned forward and back, without the reserve of a queen at all.

Tanise reached out her hand, wiped away the big tears that seemed to come out of the corner of her eyes, and said to Patch:
"Why did you pick up a pig's head?"

Patch opened his mouth, and resentfully said, "It's the spider's body, not the pig's head..."

"It's not how the pig came up with this method." Tanis turned her back and said in a strange tone, "Are you stupid, are you a teenager?"

Tanis felt that only teenage children would do such impulsive things because of that little emotional sprout.Even teenagers feel a little childish.

Yes, such a behavior, Laya at this age would feel horrified and naive, especially for an old woman like me...

Tanise covered her face, feeling the tears running down her cheeks between her fingers.For some reason, the tears felt cold.

Tanise didn't know how to face this feeling, she was just a dancer who couldn't help herself, a dancer who drifted with the crowd, and was taken as a concubine by the king, and would only be tempted by inhuman things.

It's been a long time, or rather, Tanith has never felt the feelings of her youth. She has forgotten what it feels like to be loved, and she will not respond.

"I..." Tanis still hesitated.

Even Tanis herself didn't know why she hesitated, but there was still an emotion lingering in her heart that made her unable to accept this fiery kindness.

Wuming stepped forward at this time:

"Miss Tanise, there is something I must tell you first."

"Please speak." Tanis said subconsciously.

"Our relationship with Wangcheng is actually very good. And we are going to make friends with Wangcheng." Wuming said.

"I know that," Tanith said. "Please don't mind me."

"It's fine if you don't worry about it." Wuming said, "The advantage of this is that Wang Cheng won't trouble you. If you are worried about this, you can rest assured."

Tanise nodded subconsciously.

"There is one more thing I would like to trouble you with." Nameless said, "Please agree."

Wuming said: "I have always wanted to form a song and dance troupe. I have had this idea since the early days of our caravan, and have been looking for suitable candidates. Unfortunately, there has been no progress. I think..."

Tanis looked at Wuming, with some questioning in her eyes.

"Don't worry, this is not charity." Wuming said, "If you don't believe me, ask the old staff. I was already looking for volcanoes before I heard of them. It was only recently that I found suitable singers and dancers."

Wuming stepped forward with a humble attitude, bowed and stretched out the back of his hand to Tanis:
"Would you like to be the chief dancer of our song and dance troupe in Patch's old shop? By the way, help me form this song and dance troupe."

"I really don't understand you," Tanith said. "I'm the queen of volcanoes. You want me to show my face?"

"Profane, filthy and unclean roads are the most eye-catching. You should understand this truth." Wuming said, "For this lifeless Asian altar, a performance that is less publicized will not be able to impress them. I have seen your performance, Ben Your passion fits the bill. You are worth more than a king of shards.

"And don't worry, you're a caravan dancer, not a volcano queen, and you won't be the most profane. The most eye-catching, the singer."

Wuming raised his head slightly and smiled at Tanis:
"How, are you willing to show your face? Let us, the group that the Golden Tree regards as blasphemy, smash the suffocating atmosphere of the Golden Tree with blasphemy."

The hesitation in Tanis's eyes disappeared. She stared at the two bosses of the caravan and put her hand on the nameless gauntlet:

"I am willing."

Under the golden light of the golden tree, two hands and one foot were put together, and a blasphemous oath was formed.

At dusk, Patch and Wuming sat on the hillside.

"Using a song and dance troupe to break open the closed hearts of people in Yatan? If you really have it, can it be done?" Paqi said.

"How will you know if you don't try it?" Wuming said, "I went to the volcano this time, and I saw the crazy Rodel soldiers. Even when they were hungry and crazy, they would eat, and they didn't mind the filth at all. This made me feel at ease. , as long as they still have normal human reactions, there is still hope."

Patch was silent for a while, then said, "Thank you."

"Thank you, I really want to find a dancer. I can't go up there with two knives and twist my ass." Wuming said, "Taniss found a job, so she doesn't have to be idle in the caravan to be raised by you. With their own dignity, everyone is happy. But you, you startled me, what kind of shape is this? It’s very unique, are you looking for Greco to connect the limbs?"

"Hmm..." Patch hummed, answering the nameless question, "I'm helping you, this body is more convenient—"

Patch turned his head to look at Wuming, and found that Wuming was staring at him without saying a word, a little penetrating.

"What's wrong?" Patch asked.

"Greek never came back after he went to Wangcheng, and the limb grafting technique is strictly restricted in Stone City. It is impossible to agree to this kind of limb grafting. And your limb is not like limb grafting technology." Wuming said, "You are using your own This is how your doorway became like this. Brother Patch, you have...a lot of secrets."

Patch avoided the nameless eyes:
"Actually, I only have one secret. What you are exposed to now is the same secret."

"Is it related to the incident where you were hunted down?"

Patch's spider shook his body and nodded.

"Tell me." Wuming said, "Who is chasing you?"

"It's 'possible' hunting," Patch said.

"Who might be chasing you." Wuming said, "Tell us so we can prepare in advance."

Waiting for the nameless was a long silence. Patch sat there until night fell and the light of the golden tree dimmed a little, before he spoke slowly.

Patch sighed and looked at the sky:
"Supreme Will."

Wuming was stunned for a moment: "What is the supreme will?"

"Have you heard the prayers of those priests? It's the boss with two fingers, the source of the gods, the powerful supreme will, do you understand?"

Patch waved his eight paws, talking emotionally and dancing.

Nameless burst into laughter, applauding Patch's humor.After laughing for a long time, seeing Patch looking at him with a blank face, Wuming realized that something was wrong, and his smile also restrained, his eyes were full of surprise:
"Are you serious?"

"Why did I leave Tanis if I wasn't serious?" Patch scratched his bald head and went crazy, "If it wasn't for a little hope of winning, why would I run away?"

When Wuming heard this, he couldn't sit still anymore, he paced back and forth, circling Patch, looking at Patch while turning:

"There's no reason. How could such a small character like you offend Supreme Will? No one cares about ants on the roadside."

"Hey." Patch was a little upset that he had no name and it was an ant.

"Nobody cares about the spiders on the side of the road." Wuming changed his words, "What did you do?"

Patch looked a little embarrassed, and his eyes drifted away.

Wuming keenly noticed that Paqi's expression was wrong, and asked with doubts: "Paqi?"

Patch hesitated: "Maybe it's because... I stole something from him."

"You, stole something from Supreme Will?" Wuming confirmed again.

Patch made a muffled hum in his throat.

Nameless sat back silently, covering his face:
"I don't know what to say. Should I be happy that the supreme will will be stolen as well? It doesn't look that powerful, or should I first wonder why people who you have always advertised as non-greedy think of stealing this level of existence?"

"It was a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." Patch became weaker and weaker as he spoke.

"What misunderstanding?" Wuming asked.

"You know, I hate the priesthood, I hate the kind of mortals who behave in the name of gods. Just... you know."

"What do I know?"

"Just the kind of misunderstanding that often happens between us." Patch stammered.

"You mean, the kind of misunderstanding that lies to people that there are treasures, kills people, and then picks up waste on the corpses, and is found by people, kneeling on the ground and kowtow while explaining?"

Wuming summed it up very well. What worried Wuming was that after hearing this summary, Patch was only embarrassed and did not refute.

"Is this really a 'misunderstanding'?" Wuming was a little desperate.

"It's really a misunderstanding." Patch defended, "I thought that person was just a magic stick..."

Patch curled his lips in displeasure: "How can such a powerful existence mix in the crowd like an ordinary person, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?"

"So you mean, the Supreme Will is just a person?" Wuming said, "A very powerful person?"

Patch's spider feet trembled restlessly:

"Honestly, I don't know. Supreme Will...Let me put it this way, he is not as powerful as the fanatics imagined, and he is not within the reach of anyone who tries to challenge him. That guy should be human in theory, but... ...the most godlike person I've ever met."

"More like a god than Malika?" Wuming asked.

Patch sneered: "Marika? I never thought these gods were gods. Although many people are named gods, there is a gap between gods and gods."

Patch sighed: "Anyway, it's a terrible guy. It's not human at all. It made me shudder. I realized that I had cheated someone who shouldn't be cheated, so I ran away in fright."

"When did this happen?" Wuming asked.

"Once upon a time, long before I knew you," Patch said.

"That's really early..." Wuming said, "It's been so long, do people really care? Look, I've forgiven you."

"Who knows, I wouldn't bet on it," Patch said, "and it wasn't necessarily all that long for that man."

"What do you mean?" Wuming asked, "Has he been sleeping with an egg? Can't feel the passage of time?"

"Let's just treat it like this." Patch turned his head away, not wanting to explain further, "Now do you understand what kind of difficulty you are facing?"

Wuming looked into the distance, his eyes were a little empty:
"Although your news is very explosive, to be honest, because you are too far away from us, there is a very vain feeling, without a sense of reality. The supreme will... To me, it is like an illusion far away in the sky, whether it is Fear or excitement, I can't get excited. After all, I don't know his appearance and race, let alone his gender, personality and choice."

"I know, it's very empty." Paqi said, "So I have always lived with a fluke mentality. Anyway, I am alone, with no worries and no worries, and I am not afraid of death."

Wuming was stunned: "But it's different now, I'm worried about it. No wonder you always want to escape."

Patch said: "Now you know you are afraid? I don't care if I really killed you."

"You didn't take advantage of such a good opportunity?" Wuming looked at Patch in surprise, "You are the one who cheated the supreme will—did you kick his ass?"

Patch covered his face with two chelicerae, and the past was unbearable: "I kicked it."

"Tanis wants to rebel against the Golden Tree, and you kicked the ass of Supreme Will!" Wuming glared, "Is there any more bragging capital than this? Good brother, I am proud of you, and I will tell people about it when I go out. , my brother dares to kick the ass of Supreme Will!"

"Why are you not afraid?" Patch said helplessly.

"What's the use of being afraid? Every time I die, I may not be able to wake up, but I still have to walk the road I have to go, and I have to face the powerful enemy I have to face." Wuming laughed, "Since you are afraid of being retaliated, then When tomorrow is the end of the world, live every day well, follow your own desires, live with a clear conscience and heartily!"

(End of this chapter)