Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Hearing the finger witch's promise, Haida's smile became even warmer.

Come on, come on, this way. If you don't know the way, I will take you there. Haida enthusiastically showed the way to the Finger Witch as a host.

As long as the witch is lured to the kitchen, the king will not be able to find her.

The point is that the king cannot find it.

The two witches, surrounded by several crazy villagers, walked around the small house in the village, disappeared into the village, and entered the kitchen.

The kitchen in Diianhuo Village usually prepares large pots of rice. The meals are stewed offal, which is the most convenient way to make. The firewood for the boiler is also ignited using Diianhuo. The whole room is filled with a rotten smell. Like the airless room of a seriously ill old man.

It'll be ready soon, Haida said, ordering the villagers to light a fire.

The villagers squatted in front of the firewood in the boiler, eyes blazing, and ignited the wood. The heat began to rise as the steam spread through the room, and the fog blurred people's vision.

On the chopping board, there were still many blood stains left on the huge stone platform, which were the traces left by the slaughter of livestock. There is an extremely huge kitchen knife on the stone platform, which is the size of a person. No matter how huge the creature is, it can be used to dismember and chop it into pieces and put it into the pot.

But at this time, there was no pork, mutton, fish, or fruits and vegetables on the chopping board. There was nothing there except blood.

The finger witch also looked at the chopping board.

Oh, um... the raw materials are still being prepared. A villager explained.

What a nonsense to explain. Another villager stopped pretending and said, Do it!

Someone took the lead, and the others couldn't pretend that nothing was wrong, and they all started to pounce on the witch.

If you want to avoid being discovered, the most important thing is to control the witch first and don't let her shout out.

As expected, the Finger Witch didn't cry out, and the villagers successfully held her mouth shut to control her voice.

Outside the kitchen, my husband was running by.

While running, he lamented: I'm so tired, why is my witch not as gentle as others?

The horned horse followed closely beside Tufu at a brisk pace. Melina sat sideways on the horse and stared at Tufu closely.

If you have time to complain, why not shut up and run. Melina said, If you talk while running, be careful of getting a stomachache.

The husband didn't listen to Melina's advice and ran away wailing:

Can't you be gentler like other people's finger witches?

Like? Melina said.

“The sister in the church is so gentle!”

Melina sneered: That means you are blind and need to practice your eyesight.

Tuifu was stunned: What do you mean? Isn't she gentle? She talks so nicely!

Melina drooped her eyelids:

The witch's robe is not very loose, can't you tell?

What do you see?

That whole body of muscles. Melina said, That guy is stronger than the Rune Bear we met before.

Really? Tuifu was stunned.

real.

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In the kitchen, the villagers who flocked to the Finger Witch froze.

A line of blood began to spread and bloom from everyone's waist, and then they all broke, and the upper and lower bodies separated and fell to the floor.

The figure of a witch with exposed fingers holds a knife in one hand.

The huge kitchen knife that was as tall as a person on the chopping board was held by the fingered witch with one hand without any difficulty.

What happened? What happened? Haida asked the villagers who were still helping her.

The villagers were speechless.

After a while, the villagers cried and said:

Master Witch, we seem to be... not as crazy as she is.

The Finger Witch grabbed a section of the villager's upper body with one hand and held it to her mouth.

The finger witch, who had always adhered to the ladylike principle of smiling without showing her teeth and covering her mouth even if she showed her teeth, finally showed her teeth in front of everyone.

The big mouth full of sharp teeth and tiger fangs opened and tore off the villager's shoulder blades in one go. The muscles and joints were shattered in the witch's mouth, and she let out a sharp wail.

...Ah, witch, help me... Finally, a villager revealed the horrific situation in the kitchen, They were eaten by white turbans... Our grapes, our flesh and blood, were eaten...

The strong smell of blood and the sound of chewing already made Haida guess, but she was still a little suffocated when she heard the villagers wailing as they were being devoured.

Could it be so unlucky? How could the two witches I met be so powerful and terrifying? This must be a dream.

Haida has escaped reality a little.

I am indeed hungry. The fingered witch's voice broke Haida's fantasy, and you still want to disturb me, hinder me, and let my food escape.

Escape... Haida's voice was so weak that she almost moaned, Did you originally want to eat the faded one?

The finger witch took a sip and spit out the bone residue in her mouth:

The meat of the Immortal is not delicious, it is dry and woody, and has a rotten smell.

The fingered witch looked at Haida:

You should be pretty good, with tender skin and tender flesh.

Who are you...aren't you a witch from Vic? Haida pulled the villagers back and backed away.

Vic? Who is that? The fingered witch tilted her head, Who told you that I am that guy's witch?

Haida glanced in the direction of her arms and looked at the villagers.

A group of people with sick eyes, only a blind guy like you would believe what they say. The fingered witch laughed.

I have eyes, and I've eaten a lot of grapes. Haida said abruptly.

There was a sudden silence in the kitchen.

The finger witch bit out the villager's throat again, sucked the blood, and nodded: Okay, stuffed duck, I like it.

Haida is a little soft:

You are not Vic's witch, why did he leave when he saw you...

How do I know? Finger Witch still replied, Then who is Vic?

It's someone who was gifted with epileptic fire but failed. Haida replied.

The finger witch suddenly laughed:

The king of madness? He is even more blind.

The arrogant attitude of the Finger Witch was completely different from her previous gentle appearance. It perfectly matched the heart of a bad woman according to Haida's judgment, and even went beyond that.

But Haida didn't want to see it in reality, let alone face such a feeling in her heart alone.

You don't look like a witch at all, Haida said.

I'm not a witch to begin with. Finger Witch smiled.

But you're not wearing the Finger Witch's clothes...

Whose clothes are you wearing? Finger Witch speculated, I'll peel off your skin later, and maybe I can imitate you. Let that guy relax his vigilance. That guy is a powerful fader and must be delicious.

Who are you? Haida asked, I'm afraid you don't have a name, right? What are you hiding?

I have nothing to hide, I just don't want to lie. The Finger Witch sharpened her nails with a big knife, I like to tell the truth.

Are you kidding? Haida said, You were still praising the faded one before.

I'm going to pretend to be a witch. The Finger Witch overturned her persona without hesitation, and did not deny that her compliments to her husband were all lies.

Haida wanted to continue to say a few more words, trying to delay as much time as possible. But the witch was impatient. She brandished her long knife and prepared to taste Haida's dinner.

Wait! Haida shouted.

The big kitchen knife stopped at Haida's shoulder, and if it went a little lower, she would be cut in half vertically.

The Finger Witch is very particular about the direct method of using the knife. She will not directly chop the skull. Just like a skilled chef, she always cuts along the joints and vulnerable parts of the human body.

Is there anything else? Finger Witch asked.

I am the epileptic witch. Haida said, I am immortal, I just rely on this body. Even if you kill me, my soul will not die. I will find other bodies. When the time comes, you You will receive endless revenge from the madness.

Haida found that the surroundings were quiet.

Are you convinced? Haida pinched the villagers around her and wanted to ask about the result.

The villagers did not answer Haida.

The finger witch stopped on Haida's shoulder and moved the knife sideways, slapping away the villager who was responsible for Haida's eyes.

Are you crazy? said the finger witch, I just want your body, who wants your soul?

Aren't you afraid of our revenge? Haida asked.

Can you see what I look like? Finger Witch asked.

Haida wilted.

She really can't see, so she wants to find her enemy by her ears? Unreliable.

She finally lost all ambition and desire to struggle, and collapsed on the ground: You actually have a name, right? What's your name?

Anastasia. The man-eating woman dressed as a witch replied.

My name is Haida. Haida raised her head resignedly and exposed her neck.

I'm not interested in the names of food. Anastasia said, walked up to Haida, licked her cheek, and nibbled Haida's ear with her sharp teeth.

Just as she was about to exert her jaw, the kitchen door was suddenly kicked open.

Wuming rushed in, covered in light and dust, as holy as a savior, and shouted:

Save someone under the knife!

There are sparks floating on the nameless helmet, and he is glaring furiously.

King! Haida was excited.

I thought that by coaxing Anastasia to the kitchen without telling Wuming, there was no way Wang would be able to find her. Haida didn't even hold out hope and didn't look for the flame in the darkness.

Unexpectedly, Wuming still broke through the darkness and came to her.

Haida was so moved that she almost cried.

The holy figure spoke:

Haida! You can't hurt our witch, that's your future colleague! How could you-

Wuming stopped mid-sentence, and the fire on his helmet began to subside. He looked at the sight of Anastasia holding a large kitchen knife and forcing Haida into a corner.

Wuming suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: It's okay, it's okay.

What's so good about this! Haida tilted her head and shouted.

It's a good thing that our finger witch is fine. Wuming said.

Haida was on the verge of tears: Something is going to happen to your witch.

What's the matter? Wuming looked at the postures of the two witches, Aren't you banging on the wall? I know, Milie said this is a courtship posture.

Wuming said and waved to the two women:

Come on you guys.

She's going to eat me! Haida quickly called out to Wuming, Those villagers in the back were cut in half!

Hearing this, Wuming took two steps in from the kitchen door.

Sure enough, I saw a group of halflings crawling on the ground and wailing.

Did you do this? Wuming asked Anastasia.

I did it. Anastasia nodded.

Oh, you are not suitable for this. Wuming approached Anastasia, What can't be resolved peacefully? We can discuss it carefully. If you are not satisfied with the salary level, we can discuss it again, don't fight. Killing. You are a witch and you are not good at fighting and killing - come on, give me the knife.

Anastasia slashed at Wuming with her broadsword.

Wuming stopped and the tip of the knife passed in front of his face.

Will you shake hands and make peace? Wuming said, Sell me a favor. We are all witches and we are all one family.

Seeing that Anastasia didn't respond, Wuming gave Haida a wild wink:

You have to take the initiative. After all, you are the one who started the problem.

During this period, Anastasia did not stop her offensive. She brandished her sword and slashed repeatedly, cutting Wuming back steadily.

Wuming still didn't forget to teach Haida with his head tilted amidst the hail of swords and swords:

Hurry up and apologize!

Haida was stunned:

You still want to resolve it peacefully at this time?

You are all human beings, so of course we must resolve the issue peacefully. Wuming said seriously, holding Anastasia's large kitchen knife between his hands, We are all human beings, how can we hurt others at will? Are you right, Haida? Our Sun Cult That’s how it should be.”

Although Wuming was speaking to Haida, his eyes were fixed on Anastasia, his gaze as soft as water:

I hope you can all listen, and everyone will be harmonious in the future——

She's not a witch! Haida's voice interrupted Wuming, She just put on witch's clothes!

Wuming looked at Anastasia tenderly:

is that true?

It's true. Anastasia said calmly, while holding the knife in both hands, she continued to exert force.

It...it doesn't matter. Wuming said, Melina is not actually a witch. As long as you know the skills of a witch, it will be fine. Can you?

There was hope in Wuming's eyes.

No. Anastasia shattered that hope.

Really not?

Really not.

Anastasia suddenly flew out, smashed the kitchen, and flew into the vast sky.

Wuming walked to Haida and picked her up with concern:

Are you okay? Are you injured anywhere?

Wuming carefully checked Haida's body and made sure that she was fine before letting out a sigh of relief.

You're worrying me to death. Hurry up and hurry up. Fortunately, you're here. Fortunately, you're okay. Wuming said, actively ignoring what he said when he entered the door.

Haida didn't care, and the crisis for the two witches was resolved. This was more important to her than anything else, more reassuring than anything else.

Haida collapsed in Wuming's arms, caressing Wuming's cheek:

King, thank you for coming to save me. How did you find me?

Oh, Tuifu met me when he was running around the village, and I chatted with them for a while. Then Melina told me that my witch was in danger, and you brought that fake witch to the kitchen - —I ran over quickly.

When Haida heard this, her smile was a little complicated.

She was worried that Melina would expose her before, but she didn't expect that her rescue was also thanks to Melina's exposure.

She saved me twice in such a short time... Haida murmured, It seems like I really need to say thank you seriously...

If nothing happens, get up quickly. Wuming said, We have a new mission.

What new mission, my king? Haida asked softly.

Melina gave me the witch's rune transformation technology. Wuming patted Haida on the back, From now on, you will be the senior witch, and you will have to help supervise it. This is the heavy responsibility of training new witches.

Haida seemed stiffer than iron armor in Wuming's arms.

what did you say?

I said Melina decided to leave the knowledge of training witches to me. Wuming repeated, You will have to be an instructor in the future to train new witches.

Wuming sighed with emotion: I have to thank you properly.

Haida seemed to have eaten all the villagers present and took a long time to digest.

Then his body twitched and he fainted from Wuming's arms.