Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Se Lian looked at the corpse lying in the classroom whose face could not be distinguished, and then looked at Wuming:

What are you doing?

Oh, when you were passing by, someone came to attack you. Wuming climbed out of the corpse's belly, I will kill him.

Se Lian stepped in a pool of blood and looked at the corpse with half of its body turned into minced meat:

Oh, it's really powerful. Your body doesn't have any special abilities, does it? Although the pyroxene on your body has just been replaced, its energy is limited. How can it be strong enough to kill a person?

I am very experienced in fighting large enemies. Wuming said, I used to often fight enemies the size of mountain monsters. When I turned into a puppet and faced normal people, I treated myself as if I was facing a giant. Just circle around more and reduce the opponent's physical strength. As long as you don't get caught once and slowly chip away, you can always kill the opponent.

Wuming looked at the corpse that was almost chopped into pieces and calmly made a shocking speech.

Amazing, as expected of you. Se Lian said, I used to dissect magicians, and I rarely cut people into pieces like this. At most, I stuffed people into barrels filled with broken pyroxene and let them be corroded.

Se Lian retreated to the podium, thinking about something:

Who is this person? Is he coming to assassinate me?

I'm not very sure, Wuming said, He's a magic apprentice, wearing a glowing stone hood, but I don't recognize the face inside the hood.

Wuming speculated: First of all, the apprentices in Haimo Classroom should be excluded.

Why? Se Lian asked.

The people in Haimo Classroom are covered in muscles. Wuming said, This person's muscles are far less tough than those big guys, otherwise I wouldn't be able to defeat the enemy so easily.

That shouldn't be the person from Razli's classroom. Se Lian sat on the podium with his legs crossed, observing the rags on the body, The mage robe in Razli's classroom is the color of the full moon, not Rhea Lucaria. dark blue.

Maybe it's just a small minion who sent someone unknown to anyone to prevent the mastermind behind it from being exposed. Wuming said, It took a long time to find out who sent him. But there is one thing we can do. Confirm—you still have enemies in the academy.”

It's not surprising. Se Lian smiled disapprovingly, Even in the different classroom schools in the college, there are people who are hostile to each other. The Origin School is a school that many people are against. They are afraid of me.

Se Lian held her cheeks and thought of what happened in Yatan:

Being afraid will attract hatred. As long as they regard the origin as a scourge, they will attack me before the danger comes.

Why does it sound like you expected it? said the little puppet.

I have dissected many magicians and understood many people's souls. Se Lian smiled, I am a witch teacher who is proficient in human nature - I am just too lazy to play with these things.

What a coincidence, my witch teacher is also very proficient in human nature, and taught me to be very proficient in human nature. Wuming said, So, you can handle it on your own?

There's no problem. Se Lian was confident, People in the academy stay in the academy all year round. They don't dare to go out of the academy to experience, and they don't have the courage to explore unknown areas. His whole level is stuck here, and he can only survive. A relatively failed life. That’s what it’s like for an apprentice in the academy.”

What are your plans? Wuming asked, Come and report your plan to the boss, model employee.

Se Lian sneered: They took the initiative to attack me. Now I have enough reason to clean up the academy. Who is the best person who can't be found out, so that I can clean up the entire academy? Once again.”

You are courageous. Wuming said, You couldn't have arranged for this person to come in, right?

How come, you are my confidant, don't you understand me? Se Lian said, I will not be as insidious as that guy Servis, and find a puppet to be an abandoned son - if it were me, I would choose to just clean up the academy.”

Se Lian's bangs blocked the starlight in her eyes, revealing a sinister smile in the shadow:

I have persisted in spreading the theory of origin and expanding the influence of the origin faction in the academy. Now it is finally time to bear fruit. It is time to reorganize the academy and bring the entire Rhea Lucalia into my hands.

Why does it sound so evil? Wuming looked sideways, Don't do bad things. In the academy, it is a good thing that all schools can communicate freely.

Once I take control of the academy, I can remove the seal. Se Lian said.

Cleaning, it must be cleaned. Wuming immediately changed his mind, I have long been unhappy with this old and decaying academy. Teacher Serian is the shining star of the academy!

Hearing Wuming call herself a shining star, Se Lian was so happy that she spun around in her blood: Thank you.

But if you just clean up, you will turn many people who don't oppose you into enemies. Wuming said, It's better to be gentler.

Don't worry, I will first find out who is the person who attacked me this time.

Do you have any idea? Wuming asked.

Se Lian pinched the chin of the azure stone mask:

You said the enemy is not strong, right?

It's definitely not strong. If it were strong, my small body wouldn't be able to protect you. Wuming said.

For me, it shouldn't be too strong. Se Lian thought, And they shouldn't know that I will lose consciousness - this person is here to die.

Why is this? Wuming was puzzled, To frame you?

I'm afraid that's the case. Se Lian said.

Then why hasn't anyone come in yet? Wuming wondered, It's been two or three days, and the corpse is almost smelly.

I guess... they are waiting for evidence to appear. Se Lian said, Death is not a big deal, the soul can return to the tree. What they are waiting for is a taboo that will be resisted by all apprentices, waiting for the one who can knock me down in one wave. The taboo appears - star seeds. They should be convinced that I will make magicians into magician balls and conduct research on their origins.

But the magician was solved by me. You didn't have time to do this research at all. Wuming said.

So as long as the place is cleaned up, I go out and act like nothing is wrong, and wait for whoever discovers the problem first, shouts that the apprentice is missing and suspects me, and strongly demands to come to my classroom and residence for inspection, whoever will be the biggest suspect . Se Lian said.

You can give it a try. Wuming said and ran out. After a while, he wandered in with a basin of water and walked until he was in front of Se Lian.

Are you going to wash the floor? Se Lian said, Don't worry about it. Just prepare some solution and you can cleanly dispose of these corpses and blood stains - I've done this many times.

The little puppet shook his head.

Okay, but what are you doing here? The blood is under the podium. Se Lian pointed to the plasma on the ground with her foot.

There is a blood stain in a place where solution cannot be used. Wuming picked up the basin, raised his head, and showed the puppet's frozen smile.

Mom, wash your feet.

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By the time Wuming had cleaned up all the blood on Se Lian's feet and dealt with the debris he had left everywhere in the classroom, most of the day had passed.

Then I'll go back first. Wuming said, Your treatment there should be going well, right?

Se Lian felt a little embarrassed now:

Well... it didn't go well.

What's going on? Wuming asked, Isn't it possible to save him?

Se Lian then made trouble for the Golden People and told Wu Ming about the damage to his body.

I will leave my body to you. Se Lian said, You are the only one in Yatan who is more familiar with puppetry.

Such a thing actually happened... Wuming clicked his tongue, I have long felt that the Golden People were a trouble - you said he was the one who was treating Yura in the end?

Se Lian nodded: Looking at what he means, he doesn't seem to be showing off.

Interesting, I'll go back and have a look. Wuming said, his consciousness separated from the puppet and returned to the Yatan Plateau.

Consciousness returns to the body, and familiar sensations return.

In the fragrance of blood roses, a soft touch penetrated into the armor.

Wuming opened his eyes and looked down to see the pillow on his knees.

He looked up and saw Asumi looking in pain as if she was constipated.

The pillow transformed from her knees stretched out a few more tentacles, drilling into her armor and touching the flesh inside.

What are you doing? Wuming asked.

Exercise my will. Asumi's voice trembled with pain, Your body is still burning... I will adapt to this pain locally first, so that maybe I can gradually adapt.

It's gradually numbing. Wuming corrected her, It turns out you haven't given up yet, you have courage.

You are the strongest person I have ever seen. Ashmi bit her lip until it bled, and her body almost melted and could no longer maintain its shape. I want... to become a king.

Then come on, don't just burn yourself, remember to replenish the fuel. Only in this way can you burn sustainably and gain energy. Wuming said as he got up from Asumi's lap and went straight to the perfumer's camp.

Where's Yura? Where's the Golden People? Wuming yelled as he ran, And where's Se Lian's body? Hey, something will happen to you as soon as I leave. I'm really worried...

Wuming shut up and saw Yura sitting on a bed of soft leaves, being fed mushy food by Trisha.

Is it really good? Wuming said, The golden people have been cured?

Trisha nodded silently after hearing Wuming's words.

Trisha was a little bit shocked. She always felt that she had been in the underground cemetery for a long time and was a little behind the times.

How come a golden citizen understands the ominous cursed blood better than he does after just watching for a while? Is this reasonable?

Wuming came up to Yura and pinched him here and there. Looking at Yura who was still a little weak but with a much normal face, he was amazed: That's great? What about the golden people? What a talent.

Trisha and Yura looked in the same direction at the same time.

The golden citizen was being tied to a wooden stake. In front of him, Pachiami and others were sitting on a barbecue, putting a lethal amount of spices on them, and constantly fanning the golden citizen to light the fire.

Patch said fiercely: Although you have made up for your fault, ah, you committed crimes on my territory without permission and we brought you into the camp in vain. Is this how you repay our trust in you?

After saying that, it was not enough, Pachi poked Ami next to him:

You also say a few words.

A Mei didn't have time to say harsh words, so she picked up the fragrant barbecue and stuffed it into her mouth. She mumbled and couldn't hear anything clearly.

Faced with such torture, the golden people were fearless in the face of danger, showed awe-inspiring righteousness, and looked as if they were about to die generously. They showed disdain for the food on the campfire.

Hurry up and put them down. Wuming stepped forward and put the golden people down.

When the golden citizen was put down, he just rubbed his wrists, and kept making a bad face towards Wu Ming who rescued him.

Wuming looked at him with a smile, dusted him off, and got close to him in a friendly and friendly manner:

Look at your dirty body. It smells like cumin and mutton. Why don't you go take a bath in the lake nearby?

The Golden People ignored Wu Ming.

I can't tell, Master, you know how to cure cursed blood. Wuming said, Are you also a doctor in Yatan?

No. The golden people replied in a muffled voice.

That's the patient. Wuming said, As the saying goes, a long-term illness cures the disease - are you also infected with the cursed blood?

The golden people stared at Wuming coldly and said nothing.

Not yet? Wuming said, Then they are ordinary residents.

Wuming clapped his hands: I want it from ordinary residents. I have something I want to give to you.

In the confused look of the golden people, Wuming ran to the convoy and came back soon, with his hands behind his back.

Wuming didn't show off, and quickly handed the thing hidden behind his back to the golden people:

For you.

A delicate and fragrant blood rose.

The Golden People's expression became even weirder now. They looked at Wuming and took a few steps back.

What do you want to do? said the golden people.

What do you think of this flower? Wuming asked, Does it smell fragrant? Is it beautiful?

It's okay...what do you want to do?

If you want to spend money, how much are you willing to pay? Wuming took out a small notebook, The opinions of ordinary residents are important reference opinions. I need to price my precious flowers. It can't be too low, and it can't be too high to make people prohibitive. . These flowers are in full bloom and must be sold at their most beautiful time.

The expression of the golden people relaxed:

You want to sell flowers?

Otherwise, what do you think I'm going to do? Wuming said.

The golden people were silent again.

Respond quickly, what's your opinion? Wuming said, Can you accept four hundred runes? I heard that the people in the Yatan Plateau are all nobles and lords. They are all rich. I'm sure Wouldn't four hundred runes a flower be too insulting to them? Maybe we can make a bouquet of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine runes, which should be worthy of their status...

The more Wuming talked, the more excited he became, and his eyes became brighter and brighter when he looked at the Golden People.

The golden people clearly heard the sound of saliva being sucked back from Wuming's mouth that kept talking.

In the end, the Golden People did not answer Wuming, and only asked him to find someone else to sell it to.

I don't need flowers. The golden people replied.

Wuming was not discouraged and immediately found the wounded Rodel soldiers and the Rodel soldiers who were re-stationed here.

After asking around, Wuming finally got the general opinion of the golden people of Yatan and found a suitable price range——

Damn it, pauper!

Wuming threw the flower to the ground in anger and stood on the edge of the cliff roaring.

After roaring, he was speechless and swallowed.

No one in Yatan is willing to spend money to buy flowers.

Are you working as a laborer to do public welfare and charity? Wuming roared.