The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 49
The wandering merchant's donkey was tied in front of the chariot, and the wandering merchant was sitting on the chariot, talking with Wuming in detail.

After a battle, Wuming clearly recognized the strength of the Bell Bead Hunter.

If such a strong man ran to Ai Lei Church, no one would be able to stop him.

Nameless scratched his helmet:

"Who is this man? Why did he kill the teacher and the businessman?"

"I don't know." The wandering merchant said dejectedly, "I'm just a merchant who is about to die of starvation. I don't have anything on me, but I'm still being targeted."

He said: "The bell hunter is a nightmare for the merchants in the borderlands. He will appear everywhere to hunt the merchants and hunt for our bell beads."

Wuming raised his hand: "What are bell beads?"

"I can't tell. It seems to be a kind of jade related to the soul, which will condense from the corpse of a person." The wandering businessman said.

"What's the use of this?" Wuming asked.

The wandering merchant still shook his head:

"I do not know."

The wandering merchant was very thin, and indeed, as he said, he was a merchant dying of starvation.

This kind of businessman naturally doesn't have as many secrets as Kalie and the others.

"No, aren't you a butcher, why are you starving to death?" Wuming thought of the merchant's products.

The wandering merchant muttered:

"I didn't hunt the meat myself. I paid for the meat. I couldn't sell it, and I couldn't finish it myself. If it spoiled, I would go bankrupt and starve to death."

"No reason, my business is good..." Wuming rubbed his chin, "I see you escaped in the woods, where are you doing business? A camp in the woods?"

"It's in the woods." The wandering trader replied.

Wuming looked at the road under his feet, and then at the dense forest in the distance.

I probably understand why this man is starving to death.

Wuming asked: "Is there any way for you wandering peoples to communicate with each other?"

"Why do you ask this?" the wandering merchant asked cautiously.

"The bead hunters are wandering around the border, and I think gathering together is a better choice." Wuming said, "I have my own base, which can provide better defense."

"Thank you for your kindness." The wandering merchant said, "But the lessons of our ancestors tell us that merchants should not form a large caravan."

"Is there a story about merchants gathering together and then being surrounded and wiped out?" Wuming asked, "I've heard of it."

Wuming said: "But fighting alone, there are still bell bead hunters watching. At least we hope to be bigger when we unite."

The wandering trader showed a struggling look.

Indeed, as Wuming said, the situation of businessmen is very difficult, whether they are alone or together, they are all facing a huge crisis at any time.

"You said you are also a businessman?" The wandering businessman asked Wuming.

"Yes, there are two businessmen and two teachers in my site." Wuming said, "It's called Patch's old shop."

"I've heard of it," said the wandering trader. "Occasionally, the faders who passed by mentioned it to me. They said that your service is much better than mine. Except for some wooden arrows, I can't sell anything."

Wuming didn't expect that the wandering businessman was starving to death and had his share of credit, so he laughed:
"This is competition. How about it, join us, you can't beat us anyway."

The wandering merchant was a little moved.

He sees Wuming's strength in his eyes. To have such a thigh, it will be of no harm to him if he hugs it...

"Oh, by the way, let me tell you, we are being targeted by Greg, and he is going to send troops to attack us." Wuming added.

"Thanks, I'm fine on my own," said the businessman.

Nameless smiled: "Don't worry, you can set up a stall near Hyde Fortress. Kenneth has taken back his fortress, so he should be willing to accept you. What I want is your sales, your upline and downline. We can share goods Suppliers, spreading branches and leaves like this can also better serve faders."

"Then can I get out of the car now?" The wandering businessman didn't feel Wuming's thoughtfulness at all, and his mind was full of the words that Gregor was coming to attack them.

"No, just take it as a reward for saving your life, and I will requisition your donkey." Wuming said.

He wanted to rush back to Ailey Church as soon as possible, rely on his speed to get rid of the bell hunter, and discuss this big trouble with others.

Even the nameless felt that it was not fast enough. The demihumans would take shortcuts through the mountains and forests, and the carriage could only walk step by step on the flat road. The speed of six horses and a small donkey was far worse than that of eight horses. .

"Can it be faster..." Wuming muttered to himself, applying some magic to the carriage to make it lighter.

In the forest, a giant bear rushed out and roared at Wuming.

Wuming's eyes lit up.

Alley Church, Patch's old shop is still so lively.

More than a dozen Kaidan mercenaries surrounded the old store, keeping an eye on the movement outside.

Billowing smoke and dust approached from a distance, making Kaidan mercenaries a little nervous.

I saw Wuming standing on the huge golden chariot, twitching the reins.

Six fine horses, a skinny donkey, and a giant bear pulled the reins, and were digging deeply, throwing a lot of dirt behind them.

The chariot stopped at the door of the church, and the twisted deadborn on the wheels howled at the Kaidan mercenaries.

The Kaidan mercenary looked at the golden carriage, the corners of his mouth twitched:
"Boss, you are going out for a trip, and you have added a lot of pendants to the car."

"Who wants to add such a pendant." Wuming said.

He jumped out of the wagon and knocked the bear over with a punch, knocking it unconscious.

Wuming walked into Ai Lei Church, clapped his hands, and attracted everyone's attention:

"All eyes look at me, look at me, look at me, let me say something."

Wuming recounted the story of Greg and the Bell Bead Hunter, emphasizing the strength of the Bell Bead Hunter.

The people in Ai Lei Church quietly listened to the nameless narration, fell silent for a moment, and continued to do what they should do.

"No, why aren't you nervous?" Wuming stared.

The faded man said: "You said it too, the bell hunter is evenly matched with you, and Gregor is evenly matched with us, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

Another fader said:

"It's just enough to lure him out of Stone City, so we can start."

Wuming understood that these Faded Warriors were not afraid of big troubles, and they were eager for a big battle.

Wuming looked at his employees:
"Why are you not afraid? The Bell Bead Hunter is here to kill you."

The immortals said: "It is difficult for us to die."

Se Lian was also very calm: "This is not my body, and I cannot be killed."

Haida also smiled. She didn't speak, but the meaning in her smile was self-evident.

As a soul parasitic on a corpse, she is naturally not afraid of death.

Nameless looked at the hybrid.

He realized that he had spoken too hastily just now, and the bastard didn't understand what he was saying.

"Forget it, let me talk to some normal people." Wuming waved his hand and found Patch, "What do you think?"

Patch was indeed much more stable, and he thought about it seriously:
"That Kenneth Hyde, hates Greg, doesn't he?"

"It should be. I think he never leaves Greco." Nameless said.

"Why disgust?"

"Because of limb grafting."

Patch said, "And do the other lords hate Greck?"

"Then I don't know." Wuming thought of the red-robed girl, "At least it's scary."

Paqi nodded: "Those lords will not be happy about being suddenly deprived of military power. They may not cooperate with Greck, and may even make trouble. As long as we are strong enough, those little lords will stand by themselves."

"Oh, that makes sense." Wuming was stunned.

Patch suddenly smiled crookedly:
"But do you really want to stop Gregor?"

"Of course I don't want to conflict with Greg." Nameless said, "What do you want to say?"

Patch said meaningfully:

"War is a good opportunity. A lot of soldiers, a lot of supplies, a lot of supplies. It's a good opportunity to make a fortune."

"Earn their money and let them hit me?"

"It's not inoperable," Patch said.

Wuming shook his head: "No, I don't want to fight. There will always be casualties in a fight, which is not good."

Patch said, "You're so kind."

Nameless said seriously:
"Life is more valuable. If you don't believe me, look at Haida."

Hayda shivered.

Patch folded his hands, looked at Haida, and had to admit that what Wuming said made sense.

Wuming said: "Besides, if there is a full-scale conflict, Greg will have to die, and we will lose money."

Patch said, "So you're going to keep Gregor doing the grafting ceremony at Nimgov for the money?"

Nameless touched his chin:

"This is also a problem. If everyone has been grafted, it will not be easy to make money... I was hesitant before, but seeing Hyde, I have other ideas."

"What idea?" Patch asked.

"Can you change to another lord?" Wuming said, "Heyde said that he is a descendant of the orthodox regime of Ningmgfu, and Grek was parachuted from the royal city. Let's help Hyde up, Ningmgfu is peaceful, and we can also make peace with him." The new lord is doing some big business."

Patch sneered:
"I advise you not to do this. Homeless people have been accused of cults, do you know why?"

"I don't know." Wuming said, "Isn't it because they are too rich that people envy them?"

"That's one of the reasons." Paqi said, "The large caravans are too prosperous, and they will naturally spread to deeper areas, such as the army, such as the court. position, they will understand the truth and cruelty of this world."

Patch looked out at the majestic golden tree that covered half the sky:

"In this world, money can never reach the pinnacle, only...power. The law that stipulates the laws of the world, and the warriors blessed by the law...Marika is the incomparable center of power."

Wuming also looked at the golden tree:

"Then why did the border land become like this?"

"Who knows," Patch said, "I'm not interested in the royal struggle for power. No matter what era, I can live."

Patch looked serious:

"So in order to survive, don't try to support Hyde to become king. In the junction, there is only one condition for a king, and that is strength. If you help him to a position that does not belong to him, you will only destroy him, just like Greg, And it's likely to drag us down."

"Okay, okay." Wuming no longer insisted.

Many of his ideas are decided by patting his head, and it is easy to give up his ideas.

Paqi said: "Since you said that Greg is gathering troops to deal with us, does that mean that the deterrence of the Blood Dynasty has failed? It can even be said that there is the Blood Dynasty behind this."

"Fan Lei really wants to make us die behind the scenes, then we can't cooperate." Wuming felt a little regretful, "I quite like returning to the bone fragment."

Patch said: "I'm actually not that worried about Stone City and the Blood Dynasty. Behind Greck and Van Ray are huge forces and intricate chains of interests. It looks like a person, but it's just a projection of a behemoth. We can always Find a way to work your way around it. I'm worried about another issue."

"Bell hunter?" Wuming said.

Patch nodded: "Listen to what you said, I don't know where such a powerful loner came from. If we don't know his origin, we will be very passive."

Wuming took it for granted.

No one knows better than him how much a strong man with no worries can play.

The nameless general Serian Galehaida and others were called to discuss how to deal with the bell hunter.

Tops and Carrie are the most nervous. They have no means of defense, and they are helpless against powerful enemies.

"Is this person collecting bell beads purely for fun?" Wuming said, "If we can determine his purpose, we can predict his whereabouts."

"The purpose of collecting bell beads..." Selian pondered, "It's a bit like the method of the origin school."

"What method does the Origin Sect use?" Wuming asked.

Selian nodded between the brows covered by the bright stone:
"Collect souls and improve the ability to explore the stars."

"Collect the soul of the merchant?" Wuming shook his head, "Perhaps what he covets is the soul, but not to explore any stars."

"The beginning of the origin..." said Selian, "do you know what the starting point of pyroxene magic is?"

Nameless winked at Tops.

Tops said, "I heard it's the origin magic called star shower?"

"From the origin of emptiness to reality, star amber descended, which became the origin of pyroxene." Serlian said, "The research on pyroxene and soul allows us to have the technology to turn virtual into reality, and master the power of pyroxene magic. Then the merchant's The soul may also have its own utility."

Wuming said: "He didn't just kill businessmen, he also killed you teachers."

Selian pinched his chin covered with bright stones:
"It's really hard to find similarities. Maybe he just needs two things from two people."

Wuming said, "Is it like a wild boar who eats meat and is also a vegetarian?"

"Perhaps our souls are the beast's food," said Cerlian.

Seeing that the two had a happy conversation as the prey, Tops couldn't hold back:

"Let's see how to defend him."

"It's a pity that we don't have a good solution." Wuming said, "Even if we build a fortress, with the strength of the opponent, we can still dig it open, and then eat up all the cubs inside like a snake entering a bird's nest."

Topps said:

"There is a way. There is a protective barrier that can provide very effective protection for a single person."

"Oh? Tell me." Wuming said.

"I saw it when I was doing research." Tops introduced, "The defense strength is amazing. It is said that it is a boutique specially used by the royal family and nobles."

"Are there any royal nobles present?" Wuming looked around.

Immortals, hybrids, mercenaries, thieves...

"It seems that there is not." Nameless said, "How did we get that protective barrier?"

"Not Kenneth Hyde?" Patch asked.

"That's enough. If he had one, he wouldn't be besieged by demihumans." Wuming said, "I'll run over and ask."

Nameless sighed in his heart.

He actually wanted to go to the round table, the real round table.

There are more than one famous family gathered there, it is hard to say whether it is a place where heroes gather, there must be a lot of princes and nobles there.

Unfortunately, he was rejected by the round table.

At this time, Wuming deeply understood the background of the old round table.

"A skinny camel is bigger than a horse..." Wuming sighed, preparing the horse to get on the cart.

Wuming pulled the rein and was about to get into the car when there was another sound of breaking through the air.

A sharp arrow flew past him and nailed to the stone pillar of Irene's church.

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In the round table hall, in the center of the round table, a huge blessing spread, and a person walked out of the golden light.

Big, silent, covered in thorns.

The man covered in thorns walked towards Baizhi's study room.

Bai Zhi was reading the letter in the study, and noticed the man coming, he didn't say a word, just glanced at him.

The man full of thorns just passed Baizhi's study, and he went straight to a deeper position, standing in front of the old woman who sold goods.

He threw a few bell beads at the old woman's booth, then left silently, disappearing into the blessed light.

The people at the round table seemed to turn a blind eye to him, or in other words, deliberately ignored him.

(End of this chapter)