Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border
Chapter 224 Opening
Time has to go forward for a moment.
After Wuming and Yula parted ways, they immediately headed north, crossing the camp of Rodel's soldiers, preparing to walk on the broad official road to the royal city to meet with King of Elden, Godfrey.
Wuming walked directly through the Rodel soldiers in order to greet the soldiers in advance to avoid any further misunderstandings.
By the way, he also paid some runes as tribute to please the officers and soldiers.
Although these people from the Yatan Plateau are unwilling to pick out a piece of rune from their eyeballs, they are willing to accept the runes given to them as a filial piety.
It's a good thing. It's better to collect runes than not to get anything. Runes are still hard currency. Wuming sighed, found a Rodel knight on horseback, explained his intention to leave, and reported in advance .
The man on horseback cut off Wuming's thoughts with one sentence:
Going to the Royal City? We can't go to the Royal City now.
Why? Wuming was immediately faced with a thunderbolt from the blue, as if a red thunder spear had been stabbed into his forehead by Gu Long, and blood spurted out.
Do you know where we come from? Knight Rodel asked.
The royal city. Wuming said.
Knight Rodel nodded: We are newly transferred from the Royal City and know what is happening in the Royal City.
Wuming looked at Knight Rodel eagerly, ready to wait for a result.
However, Knight Rodel acted unpretentious, coughed twice, rubbed his back against the armor to relieve the itching, sniffed, but said nothing.
Wu Minggan was anxious for a while, then suddenly realized, and presented a few runes:
The best golden runes will be used as a bracelet for you.
Knight Rodel accepted the gold runes and said:
There's a fight in the city.
Ah? Wuming blinked. He was somewhat unexpected and incomprehensible to Rodel's response. With King Godfrey here, can there still be a battle? A battle has occurred, and you have been dispatched?
This is a battle that only belongs to King Godfrey. Knight Rodel talked about this and sighed sadly, It's a pity that I can no longer watch the heroic appearance of the King fighting, hateful intruder.
Invaders? Wuming said, You're not talking about... General Shattered Star Latarn, are you?
Exactly. Knight Rodel said, This place was smashed by meteorites. It should be the aftermath of their battle that affected the stars in the sky.
Just as he was talking, another meteor appeared in the sky, coming from the northwest and heading south.
Why did they start fighting? Wuming asked.
How do I know? I don't even know how Latarn entered the royal city. Knight Rodel said, Anyway, the royal city is currently in the middle of a battle between two big figures. It has been temporarily blocked and no one will be allowed in.
This news shocked everyone. Latarn and the King of Elden were fighting. Who knew how many forces would be affected.
What made Wuming even more devastated was that his products were missing again.
What should I do if I can't see my Gege? Wuming lamented.
Save it for yourself, no serious Rodelian would appreciate your car's bells and whistles. Knight Rodel accepted the nameless gift and laughed at him mercilessly.
Are there any unscrupulous Rodel people? Wuming asked.
Of course there are, but they are all Rodel's enemies. Knight Rodel looked at Wuming solemnly, You want to have contact with our enemies?
Is there anyone who is not an enemy? Wuming almost cried, My flowers are almost withering.
Seeing Wuming's anxious look, Knight Rodel really thought about it for a while and said slowly: There is a windmill village on the northwest highland. It seems that the people over there may want your flowers.
Seriously? Wuming immediately jumped up.
Why are you lying to me? Knight Rodel said. I don't know. I just heard that flowers are used in the festival there. I have never been there. I also heard that there are many beautiful girls in the village.
Wuming didn't hear what was said at all. When he heard that flowers would be used in the festival, his eyes turned green.
He turned around and handed the riding whip to his fellow employees:
You go back first, I'll go over there.
Before the employees and Knight Rodel could react, they had already rushed out.
After learning gravity magic from Latan, Wuming's speed improved by leaps and bounds.
He cast a gravity magic, and the rocks under his feet gathered together and rose, and he flew out like an anti-gravity force - taking Wuming with him, he took a parabola and ran towards the northwest.
A huge amount of light converged in front of Wuming in a twisted arc, giving a panoramic view of the scene on the ground.
Wuming soon saw the eye-catching windmill, as well as the flowers, plants and trees everywhere.
On the ground, many dancers danced happily, and the flower garlands on their heads were particularly eye-catching.
Hey! Wuming cheered and hit the windmill village.
The next second he was beaten by the dancers.
The legendary beautiful girl was not seen. The girls who could be seen had wrinkled faces, hideous and hateful faces, and blood-red eyes. The swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, and axes in their hands were rough and wild, with the smell of blood.
Some of the knives still had fresh skin stuck to them that hadn't been cleaned yet.
It took Wuming a lot of effort to calm down the rage of the skinned girls - it took about two windmills and three wooden houses to collapse, before the dancers stopped trying to cut Wuming's skin, calmed down, and accepted Wuming's arrival kindly. Ask him about his intentions:
You, you, you...what do you want to do?
Wuming didn't care about past grudges and held the girl's hand full of wrinkles and scars affectionately:
Would you like to buy flowers, sis?
The answer is of course not to buy. Faced with the unknown Tin Man's plan to buy and sell by force, the girls are neither ready to give in nor to be tough - and they don't have that much money or that many people to digest. The tens of thousands of nameless blood roses.
You have to ask our village chief. The girls chose to delay the attack.
Where is the village chief? Wuming asked.
Going out to do errands.
Where did you go to do business?
I heard it was going to the south, on the edge of the Altar. The girls didn't lie. They eagerly hoped to lead this barbaric businessman to their leader, to the Godskin Apostle - and then borrow the god-killing black flames Get rid of this savage monster.
As expected, Wuming didn't waste any time. He once again used the slingshot of gravity to throw himself all the way south, all the way back to the caravan.
The journey was so bumpy that when he was jostled by the Falling Star Beast, he was still a little unable to react.
But when he heard the name of the Divine Skin Apostle and confirmed that the other party was from Windmill Village, he immediately reacted with excitement.
Wuming grabbed the hand of the Divine Skin Apostle:
I heard that there is going to be a festival in the village? I have all kinds of flowers here, and there are also rare blood roses. I can sell them to you cheaper.
The Divine Skin Apostle was held by Wuming's hand and froze in place, not knowing how to respond.
If Wuming was holding him like this a few minutes ago, he would definitely not mind giving this unknown businessman a shot of black flame at close range, blasting it at close range and burning the flesh inside the armor clean.
But in the distance, the fallen star beast was still struggling to come out of the soil. The pitiful and helpless hind hooves seemed to be scratching his heart, making him reluctant to reject the tin can in front of him, who stared at him pitifully. people.
Does the other party know that he has a good background and is deliberately giving us face? Or do you know that we are doomed, deliberately give some conditions, wait for hope to rise in their hearts, and then laugh maliciously and drag yourself into prison?
Anyway, the Godskin Apostle himself would choose the latter. He likes to wait until the food is tired like a snake playing with a mouse before eating.
The machine in his mind was running rapidly, as if a god-skin aristocrat was spinning in circles to maintain the power of the machine's shaft. While spinning, he suddenly stopped and threw a fireball and continued to spin, which made the god-skin apostle's brain hurt.
After holding it in for a long time, Apostle Shenpi said: Okay.
Okay! Wuming cheered immediately.
After cheering, Wuming remembered his identity as the boss of the caravan. In front of his employees and partners, he immediately coughed twice, put on a mature and steady look, and shook the hand of the divine skin apostle:
We will be partners from now on, and we can interact and move around more in the future - should we pay it in one lump sum or in installments?
I don't have enough money with me, said the Divine Skin Apostle.
This is no longer a delaying tactic. He really didn't bring enough money. No one would have the luxury of carrying tens of millions of runes with him.
Wuming did not sell it at the price of four hundred runes per flower. Instead, he broke it at the middle and wiped out the fraction, only asking for ten million runes.
No problem, just go and get it. Wuming was very talkative and looked at Eleonora with a smile, Why don't you stay here as a guest first? We are just discussing some details of future cooperation.
Okay. Shenpi sold Eleonora without saying a word, then clasped his fists and bowed to Wuming, I'm leaving first.
As soon as he finished speaking, he ran away without a trace, twisting his body back and forth as he walked, speeding up and down, as if to avoid possible attacks from behind.
Wuming smiled and waved goodbye to the Divine Skin Apostle. He took out a rag and kept waving it until the other party could no longer be seen. Then he put down the rag and wiped his tears:
There are still many good people in the world. After coming to Ya Tan, we finally opened our doors.
Lance Sanks looked at Wuming stupidly:
You just let him run away?
What do you mean by letting him run away while he goes back to get the money? Wuming said, I won't allow you to slander my dear partner!
You're crazy! Lance Sanks said, That's the person who just attacked us!
Do we have any dead people? Wuming immediately looked around.
That's not true. Lance Sanks said, You can't let him go for this reason, right? Just because we haven't killed anyone, just pretend that nothing happened?
But Wuming breathed a sigh of relief: Oh, I don't want to make so much profit. The main reason is that I killed many people in the village before, and the windmill collapsed, destroying many people, so I will use it as compensation.
Wuming deeply reflected on himself: Next time, I still can't use violence too much - it's too expensive.
Lance Sanks opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing more.
Wuming looked at Lance Sanks: Ami, why don't you wear clothes? I have a silk knitted robe here. For the sake of our deep friendship, I will sell it to you for five thousand runes.
Thank you, please call me Lance Sanks from now on. Ami rolled her eyes, and a scale-like structure formed under her skin, covering her body, showing a perfect body curve.
Her true form is an ancient dragon. Yula explained to Wuming, Sanks is the name of the ancient dragon clan.
Lance Sanks looked arrogantly at the unknown:
Let's talk about a profession that you humans can understand - the ancient dragon faith in the royal city. I can be regarded as the high priest.
It's amazing. Wuming exclaimed, Just like a turtle.
Can you do anything else besides sheep and turtles? Lance Sanks grinned.
There are only a few officiants that I know. Wuming said bitterly.
He saw the ominous demon on the side:
And this guy, why are you here too?
This is the former Golden People. Yura continued to introduce.
It's your kid. Wuming suddenly realized.
He didn't see through the opponent's clone back in Stone City, so no wonder he could deceive him.
You're not here to take revenge on me, are you? Wuming warned, Do you think the evil omen ghost is so vindictive?
It's more than just a bad omen demon. Lance Sanks said, He is Mongot, Rodel's blessed king.
Rodel's king? Wuming was stunned and glanced at Menggert suspiciously for a few seconds.
Then he rushed to Mengt's side with a quick step:
Hey, I've been admiring you for a long time. I've heard that Rodel's Blessing King is tall and handsome. Today, it's true that he's so heroic that even this beggar's outfit can't hide it - I happen to have clothes here that better complement your kingly demeanor. , do you want to put it on? Don’t worry, it doesn’t cost any money, just wear it and walk around the royal city.”
Wuming grabbed Menggete's cane and was about to introduce something else. With a slight pull, Menggete fell down in the direction of Wuming's tug.
Eh, eh, eh? Wuming quickly let go and raised his hands, I didn't do it. You guys bear witness to me - why are you, the majestic King of Rodel, still cheating?
He just fought alone with the Falling Star Beast and was injured when he rescued me. Lance Sanks said, The injury probably recurred and he couldn't hold on anymore.
When Wuming heard this, he opened up the few remaining clothes of the evil-omen demon and ghost, examined them, and shook his head:
It doesn't look like it.
What doesn't look like it? Lance Sanks asked.
It doesn't look like the injuries caused by the Falling Star Beast. Wuming said.
There are large burn marks on Mengt's back - the burns left when he helped Lance Sanks block the laser. There are also some scratches on his body, and the strong side waist also has the mace-like mark of the Falling Star Beast. Mark of.
But these are not the injuries that break the muscles and bones. Wuming pinched Menggert's body, His body... has suffered serious injuries before.
Wuming frowned and thought for a long time: Could it be that...you, Patch and the others abused him before?
I didn't. Lance Sanks immediately defended, He was only tied up once before. I monitored him after that, and he never suffered any damage.
Wuming touched the chin of the helmet:
That's... the time you hit Tragus before? Are there any internal injuries?
It's not like that. With his transformation technique, the injuries before and after transformation should not be superimposed. He is from the golden clan and should be proficient in healing spells. Lance Sanks also leaned over and observed Meng. Gert.
Menggert frowned tightly, and even on his face covered with ominous horns, an obvious nervous expression could be seen.
I'm having a nightmare. Wuming said.
He put a water lily on Mengt's face: Carry it away first. There are so many royal doctors and perfumers in the camp, and they specialize in treating bad omens. Let them be busy, I have other things to do.
What else? Lance Sanks said, This is such a big mess, why don't you take charge of the situation?
There's Pachi here. Wuming waved to everyone, turned around and left.
But he didn't go far and walked straight towards the Falling Star Beast.
Just now, Falling Star Beast used gravity magic to pull itself out of the soil, and was shaking its big, confused eyes.
He happened to catch Wuming's eye.
Wuming showed a bright smile, clenched his fists and walked towards the Falling Star Beast:
I have to train the cows.
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