Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

The darkness amplifies anxiety, and every second is torture.

Magri couldn't stand the nameless riddles and asked:

To tell you the truth, I feel so confident.

Wuming thought for a while:

That's right, you should get in first, lie on your side, and stay close to the coffin to stabilize yourself.

I can't see either. Magri groped in the dark, unable to figure out how to count lying on his side.

Nok seemed to adapt to the darkness very well. He supported Magri and positioned him correctly.

Wuming began to explain:

There are more than three of us, and there are many bones outside that can help us.

Nok said: You are not a priest, but a death warlock?

Wuming said: I just know a few spells.

Nok thought for a while: But the Blood Finger is not that simple. They may not be afraid of innocent souls.

Of course not something light and airy like the innocent soul will do. Wuming said, We need corpses.

Nameless pats the coffin:

The air outside is filled with ashes right now. Have you ever made bread? If flour is sprinkled into the kitchen and encounters flames, it will explode with powerful force.

In the darkness, Nok's face turned darker:

The ashes can't be burned.

Wuming smiled proudly:

Who says it can't burn? Even ashes can burn again, so be prepared.

Prepare? Combined with Wuming's words asking them to fix themselves, the two of them suddenly felt something was wrong.

There was a roar, and the two felt that the world was spinning, and huge power was transmitted to their bodies. The pressure under their feet and back made them deeply understand one thing -

They flew.

Burke was thrown into the distance by Wuming, looking at the fierce battle in the distance, feeling anxious and powerless. He wanted to go over and help, but knew that the past would only distract his master from protecting him.

Burke could only watch the battle from a distance and pray that his master would be safe.

As he was praying, a black-purple fireball rose from the place of the battle.

The shock wave threw him away, rolled around a few times, and lay on the grass.

While Burke was still recovering from his dizzy brain, he saw a coffin spinning out of the air at a speed that he could not catch up with. Almost instantly, it crossed a hillside and disappeared from his sight.

Nok pressed against the coffin, rolled and rolled all the way, and she yelled:

If we don't do this, we're still dead!

Wuming said: But Bloody Finger is also dead, just come back and collect the body when the time comes.

Does collecting blood mean?

And ours, of course.

The coffin drew a beautiful parabola and hit the tombstone on the side of the high cliff at the high point. Then it bounced and smashed the tombstone all the way. It fell from the cliff to the bottom and was stuck vertically on the ground. It was hit by a huge earthquake. Move again.

The coffin boards creaked and fell apart completely, falling off the coffin, revealing the three people inside.

Magri walked out first, and after taking two steps, he stumbled and hit the wall.

Nok's expression turned pale, and he walked out holding the edge of the coffin.

She closed her mouth tightly, resisting the desire to vomit.

Wuming also walked out of the coffin, shaking his head:

I'm so lucky that I didn't die.

The three of them were congratulating themselves on surviving the disaster, when a circle of swords was placed around their necks.

Wuming observed the surroundings and found that they fell to a bridge. If the coffin flew out a little more, they would fall into the sea under the bridge.

There were guards on the bridge, all armed. When they saw the uninvited guests, they immediately turned their guns and targeted the three men.

They even had ballistae.

Wuming raised his hands decisively:

We are good people, don't get me wrong.

Don't get me wrong? Standing next to the ballista, a knight who looked like a commander and wore a full-coverage helmet pointed at their coffins, Is this a good person?

Nok looked in the direction the man pointed.

With the coffin as the center, some pumpkin fragments were spattered around, mixed with dark gold, red and off-white substances.

In front of the coffin, a headless man was lying on the ground, with his head under the coffin.

Seeing this scene, Nok, who had been struggling to endure it, suddenly vomited.

Wuming looked at the headless man and scratched his head:

What's wrong?

You killed people. After Nok vomited, he answered with a dark face.

Wuming tilted his head and stared at the strong man:

I don't think so.

Nok was stunned: What do you mean?

Wuming did not answer, but shouted to the officer:

We can't control the landing point. Who knows there is someone lying on the road basking in the sun. We don't even know where this is.

Nok suddenly reacted when he heard Wuming say this.

Judging from the feeling of the final fall and the direction of the coffin, the coffin fell almost vertically during the last section, and there were no signs of friction in the soil under the headless body.

That is to say, this person was originally lying here, and then his head happened to catch the coffin's falling impact.

Why is there someone lying in the middle of the path? Conflict? You won't risk your life if you touch porcelain. Nok was confused and calculating.

Wuming waved to the officer: Do you know where this is?

The commander's voice was gloomy:

This is the territory of Morn City.

Moen City? Wuming was stunned for a moment, then clapped his hands and laughed, I didn't expect that I could take the express train.

He waved to the officer: I just want to come to Morn City to investigate some things.

The officer looked at the armor on Wuming's body, observed the patterns on his tattered cloak, and asked:

Are you the messenger sent by Stonewell?

no.

Are you sent by Wangcheng?

No.

Then what qualifications do you have to investigate? The officer waved his hand and said, Take it.

The three were tied up and sent to the other side of the bridge.

The officer grabbed a whip and interrogated them:

Tell me the truth, what are you doing here?

Magri made a grimace: We were forced to follow, a faded person in a coffin.

Nock also said: We have nothing to do with him.

How heartless, I just saved your lives. Wuming said.

You caused the Bloody Finger, and we owe our survival now to luck. Nok said.

Stingy, we can be resurrected after death anyway. Wuming muttered.

Hearing what Wuming said, the officer rolled his eyes and looked at Wuming:

You said you wanted to investigate, what to investigate?

Wuming said: That's right, I'm actually a businessman, and my caravan was attacked by demi-humans.

The officer stared at Wuming, his eyes flashing with golden light:

What does this have to do with us?

Those demi-humans are all holding iron weapons. They are obviously not wild. I heard that there are many demi-humans in Morn City, and I wanted to come and see if there are any missing demi-humans.

The officer was silent for a moment and said:

Is there such a thing?

Wuming looked at the bridge: Is this bridge the only way to connect Moren City with the outside world? Is this the only way?

Maybe there are some underwater caves connected to it. I'm not a demi-human and I don't know about this kind of thing, the officer said.

I've finished my business, let me go investigate. Wuming said and stood up, tied up the rope and continued walking towards Moren City.

The officer's sword stopped him:

Who said you can go investigate? This is the territory of Morn City, and the city lord's consent is required.

Then you go and report it?

Have you forgotten that you are still a murderer? the officer said. You go to the prison and wait for Lord Edgar's verdict and trial.

This is inappropriate for you. Wuming said, I originally wanted to solve the problem in a peaceful and kind manner, so don't force me.

You still want to use violence? The officer pointed the ballista at Wuming.

Wuming was openly unafraid and said:

You said that we are not from Grek or the Royal City, right? But we are the Faded Ones.

So? We should be courteous to the disabled? The golden light in the officer's eyes became brighter and brighter, almost making him want to burst out of his eyes.

Wuming jumped to Magri's side:

Do you know who this is? The descendant of the warrior. Do you know the identity of the descendant of the warrior? We are not from the royal city, but we are the subordinates of King Godfrey.

Wuming stared at the officer:

You look down on the faded ones, how dare you disrespect King Godfrey?

The officer seemed to be shocked by the nameless glare. He was silent for a moment and said:

Do you know where this is?

Moen City, what's wrong? Wuming said.

Do you know what Moen's priceless treasure is? the officer asked again.

Wuming blinked, feeling a little bad.

Nok suddenly said:

Moen City was once captured by King Godfrey himself. The heroes of the subjugated country collected all the weapons of the warriors and forged legendary weapons to continue fighting, but were ultimately defeated by King Godfrey. The descendants of the Vengeful King accepted the rule of the Golden Tree , to inherit that legendary weapon and take charge of Moren City.

That is to say, they have a feud with King Godfrey? Wuming concluded.

The officer nodded: Although we are subjects of the Golden Tree, and King Godfrey is indeed a hero worthy of admiration, this does not prevent us from hating him.

Wuming was silent for a while and said seriously:

As they said, I am really not familiar with him. Although I am a faded person, I am not a descendant of a warrior.

It can be seen that only homeless people can be so shameless. The officer said and ordered them to be suppressed.

Hey, don't do it, we still have a backstage. Wuming jumped to Nok's side again.

Just as he was about to say something, a war eagle flew over, landed in front of the officer, and threw the bamboo tube in its talons to the officer.

The officer unfolded the paper in the bamboo tube, looked at it for a while, then looked at the three people, and waved his hand:

Let go.

The three were untied and placed behind the guards.

The officer said to them: If you dare to come here again, I will kill you directly.

The three people looked at each other.

Why was it suddenly released again? Magli wondered.

Maybe it's because I have a lot of face. Wuming said, It's always a good thing.

Knock is not so optimistic.

What just happened was really weird.

The figure of the headless corpse always lingered in her mind, with a little doubt,

She didn't care about killing people, but the Pumpkinhead was obviously an officer, but the officer didn't seem to care about Pumpkinhead's life or death.

Nok asked Wuming: That pumpkin head...why did you say you didn't kill him?

As you can see, I know a little bit of necromancy. Wuming said, Based on my experience, that body has been dead for a while, so it couldn't have been me.

That's even weirder. Why would they put a body in the middle of the road? Nok asked.

Then you have to ask them, I don't know. Wuming said, Those are not important, the important thing is Moren City.

Wuming said and was about to move forward.

The two people stood there and had no intention of following.

It's time for us to take our leave, Nock said.

She pulled Magli to leave.

Nok had an inexplicable feeling that if he continued to follow Wuming, there would be a lot of trouble.

Wuming didn't hold back or say goodbye, he just watched them leave.

Within a few minutes, they came back disgraced.

Magri's face was full of disbelief:

The checkpoint on the bridge actually doesn't let us go back.

Wuming nodded: He just said that if he sees us again, we will start a fight.

Then we can only go towards Morn City? Nok frowned.

Unless you can find the legendary undersea tunnel of the Asians. Wuming smiled and walked forward.

Nok followed up and said, Don't you find it strange? They could have driven us to the other side of the bridge. Why are they driving us to Morn City? Aren't you afraid of a conspiracy?

So the most important thing is Morn City, where clues can be found. Wuming said, As for the conspiracy... we are the Faded ones, we will not be afraid.

He strode forward:

Everyone has died before, so why are you afraid of some conspiracy? The worst is to die again.

Nok said: Not all faded people are awakened by blessings. Some people can see blessings during their lifetime. Not all people who are awakened can wake up again. They should face death with caution.

Wuming stopped and made a silent gesture to them.

The two immediately fell silent and looked forward.

There was blood and smoke not far away, as if a battle had just ended.

The soldiers sat scattered on the ground to rest, and some of the seriously injured were still wailing.

A carriage overturned to the ground, and the horse's body was mutilated, as if it had been eaten by wild animals.

And the culprits of the bloody scene in front of us are also everywhere.

A kind of humanoid creature with two wings on its back, a ferocious appearance, and holding a hatchet.

Hybrid demi-humans. Nok recognized them. They should be very gentle. Why would they attack humans?

Wuming observed those hybrid demi-humans:

It turns out these things attacked Patch and the others.

He looked back and saw that not far away, there was a level fully armed with ballistae.

The demihumans almost hit their rear.

Thinking of the fiery eyes of the level master, Wuming found it interesting.

That's interesting. He said in a playful tone.

who is it!

The nameless voice was heard, and the resting soldiers drew their swords and stood ready.

Nameless walked out:

Don't worry, we're the good guys, the faded ones.

Some soldiers became even more nervous when they heard the word faded person, so they raised their swords and struck.

But they were tired and injured, and were easily subdued by the three of them.

Wuming knocked out the rushing soldiers and said helplessly:

Why bother.

Is anyone there? A soft voice sounded from the side.

Surrounded by soldiers, a blindfolded girl sat on a stone to rest.

The soldiers stared at Wuming with their swords.

Wuming looked at the blindfolded girl's blindfold and was happy:

You're not a finger-removing witch, are you?