Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

In Airei Church, Haida was sitting on a wicker chair, cherishing her moment of rest.

After two months of rune strengthening, these immortals who were originally festering and emaciated have begun to look like humans, the rot on their bodies has also healed, and the smell of pus and corruption has been contained.

Haida's working environment is much better now. The witch's blood that Fan Lei needs is a one-time use. She no longer needs to continue drawing blood, and the immortals are no longer so smelly and corrupt.

She lay comfortably on the wicker chair, completely relaxed her body, and suddenly felt so happy.

She turned her head slightly and caught a glimpse of the light of a lamp in the distance.

The light flashed across her heart, causing her to become alert.

My mission should be to convey the thoughts of Three Fingers and return the world to chaos...

Haida became alert, but felt a little tired.

She is blind, and the world is always in darkness, with only the lights on the other side and the king as the only lights.

Because of this, the light will always be in her sight, even if she wants to ignore it.

A person who can see nothing but lights is equally tired as a person who always keeps his eyes open and stares at the candlelight.

It's the kind of exhaustion that makes you finally climb into bed and recuperate your tired body, only to find that there are still some tasks that haven't been completed and you need to expend more willpower to get up again.

I am actually tired of my mission...Haida suddenly became frightened.

The light should be my faith, my only pursuit and belief, why do I feel tired?

At this moment, a sound of footsteps approached.

Haida was very familiar with this sound. It was the sound of the immortals approaching.

Haida propped up her tired body and stretched out her right hand without saying a word.

But what was put into her hands this time was not the rough hands. Judging from the feel...

It seems to be a bouquet of flowers and plants.

The refreshing smell spread to the tip of Haida's nose. The fresh breath suddenly relieved her fatigue a lot, and her mind that was originally fried by doubting her faith also soothed a lot.

Miss Haida, thank you. In the darkness, the faceless immortal said with joy, My hands are no longer ulcerated, and my joints are no longer painful.

Another voice said:

Here are the hepa grass we picked and a water lily we found, plus blood roses and Miranda flowers, for you.

The third immortal said:

“You can’t see it, but it smells good.”

Haida held the invisible bouquet in her hand with some caution.

She heard people leaning in and felt the immortals kissing the back of her hand.

No more pus and rancid smell, a clean and refreshing hand kiss.

Haida opened her mouth slightly, but didn't know what to say.

She didn't say anything until the Immortals left to continue picking wild Hepa grass, leaving Haida some time to rest alone.

She stroked the bouquet quietly, feeling the shapes of the flowers.

She didn't feel any pricking, and every spike on the stem of the blood rose seemed to have been carefully dealt with.

The sound of horses neighing broke the tranquility of Aire Church.

Kaidan mercenaries rode tall horses and carried sabers, galloping from the seaside.

These barbarians from the snow-capped mountains in the north, even in warm areas, still retain a lot of fur on their clothes. Their tough fur also provides them with another layer of defense.

These Kaidan mercenaries have their eyes on the Airei Church and have been plundering the merchants here all day long.

Because they are good at riding horses, they are very mobile. Even if the Church of Airei entrusts the Faded Ones to fight back, they often escape and come back with more virulent revenge.

In fact, this group of Kaidan mercenaries targeted Patch's old shop not only because of the merchant's surplus, but they were also employed by Grek.

Greg killed the guard captain on the night he obtained the dragon head, but he has not forgotten the guard captain's proposal.

Grek did not recruit Kaidan mercenaries into the city, but provided them with funds and weapons, and let them do some dirty work in the border area that he was not convenient to expose.

Causing trouble for Patch's old shop is one of them.

Although the Blood Dynasty was unwilling to let him take action, Greg, who was determined to retaliate, was still unwilling to do nothing. He asked Kaidan mercenaries to harass the Ai Lei Church.

They were just blackmailing the caravan, and they didn't even need to risk their lives. The Kaidan mercenaries were completely stress-free, and they did their job easily and happily.

On this day, Kaidan mercenaries came galloping on horseback again.

The outpost took the lead and rushed to the vicinity of the Ailei Church to observe whether there were ambushes and resistance forces inside and outside the church.

But today's Ailei Church is a little different. The weeds that originally covered the church have been cleared away, and the view is unobstructed. The internal and external structure of the church can be clearly seen from all sides.

There were no soldiers in the church, and everyone stayed where they were calmly.

It seems they have given up resistance. The boss of the Kaidan mercenaries judged this after hearing the report from the outpost spy.

The mercenary leader and several mercenaries dismounted, while the rest stood guard on their horses and looked into the distance.

The mercenary leader walked into the Ailei Church carrying a heavy saber:

Run this week, are you ready?

Pachi, the owner of Pachi’s old shop, did not hide this time. He stood in front of the tall mercenary leader and looked up at him:

The boss will be back soon. He has a lot of money.

Soon? The mercenary leader put the big knife across Patch's neck, How long will it be soon?

It's at the Heroes' Cemetery next to it. He said he wanted to go down there and find some gold so he could pay you. Patch said.

Gold? The mercenary leader slapped Patch, What I want is runes, what's the use of gold?

Gold is still very useful and can be used as an excellent stable medium for magic arrays... Topps spoke weakly from the side.

Where the hell did you come from? The mercenary leader glared at him.

Tops shrank his head and stopped talking.

The mercenary leader looked at Haida sitting aside:

It's okay to wait. Ask the girl to accompany us. If it keeps us from getting bored, we'll just wait.

This...is not appropriate. Patch said, She is sick.

What disease?

Dianhuo disease, my eyes are all rotten. Patch whispered to the mercenary leader.

The mercenary leader was not afraid:

What's wrong with Bianhuo? You think I haven't seen a more powerful fire? I came down from the snow-capped mountains!

He grabbed Haida's hair and dragged her out of the Ailei Church.

Several immortals who stayed in the church rushed forward and tried to pry away the Kaidan mercenary's hand, but were cut off in half with a knife.

Warm blood sprinkled on Haida's face.

Blood oozed from his engorged body, and the Immortal still howled and grabbed the mercenary leader's hand.

Prolonged painful experiences make their pain tolerance quite high. Immortals will run into the sea and drown in order to die. They will attract flying dragons to eat them. They will be willing to be impaled on crosses. They cry every night just to beg to regain blessings and die correctly.

Now that the saber hits his body, he feels the intense pain in his body, which is proof that he is alive.

Damn a bunch of lunatics. The mercenary leader shook the Immortal who rushed towards him.

Crazy guy... Haida suddenly laughed, Is this considered crazy? You guys are so timid.

Compared with those trembling Bianhuo patients who dug out their eyeballs and offered grapes to themselves, can the actions of these immortals be considered crazy?

The mercenary leader was stunned when he heard Haida's slightly contemptuous tone, and then became a little angry.

But before he could attack, Haida turned back and looked at the immortals who were dragging her.

Let me go, Haida said calmly.

Miss Haida, you... The immortals were puzzled.

Let me go. Haida repeated.

The immortals hesitantly let go of their hands.

Haida stood up straight and slapped the mercenary leader's hand away.

I can walk by myself, she said.

Haida stood up straight, her pale face with a hint of sadness and awe from the excessive blood loss.

The mercenary leader nodded appreciatively: Fierce.

Haida walked away from the mercenaries and said:

You want to kill some time?

What are you going to do? the mercenary leader asked.

Stay away from me, Haida said.

The mercenary leader hesitated: You couldn't have committed suicide because you were far away.

Haida chuckled:

Suicide? Are you still afraid of this? If you really commit suicide, can't you entertain yourself with corpses?

This body is not Haida's, she is the soul parasitic on the corpse, so naturally she will not be taboo about this.

This speech shocked the Kaidan mercenaries. The brave men from the snowy mountains rarely encountered such a wild woman.

They fell silent and waited for Haida to perform.

Haida slowly found a position and asked the mercenaries to stand in front, waiting for her performance.

Haida held her hands in front of her belly and remained motionless.

Why haven't you started yet? The mercenaries were a little impatient.

Haida said: There is no time.

The mercenaries were stunned for a moment.

A roaring sound sounded, and the mercenaries quickly drew their sabers and pointed them in the direction of the sound.

The sound came from the high platform on the side of Airei Church, from the direction of the underground Heroes Cemetery.

The mercenaries drew their sabers and realized that the thing making the noise was not something their swords could deal with.

A huge golden chariot crashed into the gate of the Heroes Cemetery and flew from the high platform. The dazzling light curtain reflected in the sun made everyone's eyes hurt.

The two wheels of the chariot are knife wheels with sharp spikes on the axis. The golden chariot rushed out of the high platform at a galloping speed, carrying a beautiful parabola, and just hit the mercenaries in front of Haida.

Haida, on the other hand, stood calmly on the spot. The carriage passed by, causing a hurricane, and Haida's clothes danced wildly.

Haida managed her crazy hair and stared at the fiery figure.

She could only see two groups of light, the lights on the other side, and the nameless light that was as dazzling as the sun.

Even through the darkness of the underground cemetery behind her, Haida could pinpoint the nameless location.

She could see which direction Wuming was galloping in, where he was, and when he would be able to walk out of the Heroes' Cemetery.

She just needs to bring the mercenaries to that location at the right time and stay in a safe location.

Her king will deal with these barbarians.

The chariot ran over several Kaidan mercenaries, who turned into pulp without even screaming. The lucky one was knocked out and vomited three liters of blood.

Only the mercenaries on horseback had time to escape and were not dismembered by the carriage.

The carriage left two deep ruts on the ground, and gravel flew all over the sky.

Hahahaha, I got the carriage. Wuming stood on the carriage, laughing wildly, and then looked around condescendingly, Where's my horse?

The surviving Kaidan mercenaries were frightened and furious, and immediately prepared to charge.

Several Kaidan mercenaries rushed out, but found that many mercenaries did not charge with them.

So the Kaidan mercenaries immediately reined in their horses, turned around and roared: What are you doing?

Those companions were all staring at the arrogant armored man on the carriage, no matter how much they scolded him, no one moved.

They all dismounted, unloaded their weapons, and raised their hands in surrender.

What are you doing?! The Kaidan mercenary on the horse was shocked and angry.

Can't beat him. The surrendered Kaidan mercenary replied in a muffled voice, We met that guy in the snowy mountains.

You can't fight if you can't? The Kaidan mercenary on the horse was furious, Coward!

If there is absolutely no chance of winning, then it will just cost you your life. Those Kaidan mercenaries said, Why do you think the boss came down?

The last sentence stunned several of the mercenaries on the horse. Some of them hesitated and dismounted hesitantly.

The surrendered Kaidan mercenaries led their horses to Wuming and bowed their heads to express their submission.

Wuming didn't care about the sudden surrender of the Kaidan mercenaries. He waved his hand and happily accepted the horses.

Wuming jumped down from the carriage and asked the Kaidan mercenaries to tie the horses to the carriage. He walked to the Kaidan mercenaries who did not surrender:

You are the ones who robbed me of my money? Where is your boss?

The Kaidan mercenaries all looked at one location.

Under the carriage, blood was slowly spreading from a pool of meat.

Oh... Wuming said, What about the money?

You killed our leader and you want your money back? The mercenary on horseback couldn't bear it anymore and swung his saber and slashed at Wuming.

Powered by the power of the horse, the huge saber struck Wuming's shoulder armor, knocking him away.

Wuming flew to the other side of the carriage and saw Haida.

Why are you here?

They were caught. Haida replied with a smile. She bowed to Wuming, If you don't bother me, you will punish them.

After saying that, Haida turned around calmly and returned to Ailei Church, holding her head high as she left.

Then he tripped over a rock that was thrown out by the carriage and fell into the mud.

The immortals hurriedly stepped forward and hurriedly helped her back to Airei Church.

Wuming looked at Haida who tripped and was injured, turned back and said seriously to the Kaidan mercenaries:

Look at the injury.

None of our business! the mercenaries shouted.

Wuming didn't listen to the mercenaries' excuses at all:

And why did you bring this little girl here? She must want to do such and such evil things, dirty! Disgraceful!

Fart. The Kaidan mercenary spit like flying stars, Don't insult us. Do you know that many people nowadays simply don't have that ability?

Is that so? Wuming asked the surrendered Kaidan mercenaries, and received a shameful but affirmative answer.

The decline of the golden tree is reflected in many aspects, including the decline in fertility. Even Kaidan mercenaries, strong, rugged barbarians who like to play with women, rarely leave any heirs.

I can understand you. Wuming sympathized with them, I am also constipated, so I miss the smell of feces.

This is not a matter of the same level at all, okay! The Kaidan mercenary charged again angrily.

But this time they failed. Wuming bowed slightly and blocked the shield in front.

A huge shock came from the saber in his hand and spread throughout his body. The Kaidan mercenary was knocked off his horse.

Several mercenaries at the back were also affected by the abnormality in front and fell off their horses one after another.

The nameless shield remained motionless, returning all the impact.

He put down his shield and walked up to the fallen mercenary:

Where's the money?

It's a waste. The mercenary stared back unyieldingly, It costs money, but it costs a life.

Wuming looked at the mercenary's body:

You have a good figure, quite strong.

What are you going to do? The mercenary suddenly felt a chill.

If you work and pay back, I'll give you a chance. Wuming said, Work for me.

The mercenary smiled: You are worthy. Those cowards are afraid of you, but I am not afraid. At worst, if you kill me, I will die anyway, and my head will not have a scar as big as a bowl.

After hearing what the mercenary said, Wuming turned around and left, entering the Ailei Church.

What is this for... The mercenary was stunned.

The original companion took this moment to lower his voice and said:

Run quickly.

Hey, I don't believe it anymore. You said that the boss came down because of him. Why can't I see that he is so powerful? The mercenary's neck was very stiff.

After a while, Wuming came out again, holding an immortal in his hand.

That was the immortal who had been chopped by the mercenary leader before. He was already dying and his consciousness was blurred.

Wuming held the Immortal's head in one hand, dragged it on the ground and walked out.

Are you really their boss? the mercenary asked suspiciously, It doesn't look like that.

Wuming ignored him at all and stretched out his other hand to hold the mercenary's face.

Red light flashed from his hand, and a dark red vortex separated from his hand, wrapping around the mercenary's head.

The mercenary suddenly lost his original arrogance and arrogance, twitched and struggled, screaming and begging for mercy.

Wuming remained silent and allowed the mercenaries to punch and kick him.

Soon, the mercenary lost all movement and collapsed on the ground.

Haida pulled an immortal next to her:

what happened?

The Immortal then told them what happened in detail.

The Immortal described the scene in front of him:

...The mercenary stopped moving, he should die - Huh?

The mercenary twitched, got up from the ground again, covered his head, and looked around blankly.

When the mercenary saw Haida in the church, his eyes lit up and he ran over:

Miss Haida, it's great that you're okay...

The mercenary said this, and then covered his mouth, looking a little surprised.

Haida felt a turmoil in her heart when she heard the voice with a strange tone but a familiar tone.

The infernal fire can bring the world back to chaos, where I am in you and you are in me, and all things return to the great oneness, ending all contradictions and disputes.

Therefore, people who have endured the baptism of fire can be reborn again in the bodies of others.

It is a common thing for believers of Bianhuo to have their souls inhabiting different bodies.

Immortals have not been baptized by fire.

But his soul was transferred into the mercenary's body by unknown power...

Is this the king that Master Zhizou recognized... Haida murmured,

The King of Fire...