Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Blaze took the old man out of the Wailing Dunes and brought him to the Troll Blacksmith:

Your weapons can be repaired here. Blazer introduced.

The old man's blood-red long knife was very broken, and the blade was so damaged that it seemed like it would break at any time.

The old man just shook his head at Blaze's kindness and didn't care about the broken weapon.

The old man looked at Wuming:

Seller over there, bring me a jug of wine.

Hey, you don't need any foreign food, right? Wuming started to get angry while grilling meat skewers.

The old man nodded gently:

It seems I need to get it myself.

The long knife that was originally stored at the waist was instantly pulled out, chopped out, and then sheathed.

A bloody blade was thrown out and headed straight for Wuming's face.

Those who are not strong enough will only feel that a bloody blade appears out of thin air in front of the old man.

Facing that vicious round of blood energy, Wuming freed up a hand, formed a knife with his hands, and slashed out.

A black blade no less curved than the Rattan sword extended along the nameless forearm. It was more terrifying and faster than the bloody blade.

The black blade swallowed up the blood blade and hit the old man unabated.

Under the mask, the old man's eyes widened with anger, and the blade of the sword was filled with energy and blood, forming a layer of knife net, which slightly blocked the black sword, while he sidestepped out of the way.

The black blade disappeared into the ground, leaving a deep pit one meter wide and more than ten meters long. Along the way, the sand and stones melted, turned into pus and slowly solidified. A few strands of the old man's white hair were caught in the black knife and turned into ashes.

Tsk... Wuming curled his lips and continued to grill his own meat with some regret.

As a businessman, even if you didn't take care of your business before, you shouldn't hold a grudge.

He was so obviously eccentric, because he recognized that the people of the Blood Dynasty were evil, and would probably attack him arrogantly.

That would give him a reason to defend himself.

The old man's appearance made Wuming feel the crisis. Judging from his combat experience, the old man's cursed blood and blood flames, coupled with Blaze's cold giant sword, plus more and more strong men around him, Latarn is in danger.

If possible, Wuming still hopes to eliminate this danger.

Unfortunately, for a strong person who can injure Latan, it is still difficult to instantly kill him with a simple blow.

Wuming regrets that there is no colorless and odorless poison on hand, otherwise it can be solved by poisoning.

The old man put on a fighting stance and narrowed his eyes:

There are also masters...

Before Wuming could respond, Blaze quickly stepped between the two of them:

We are all teammates in the crusade against Latarn. Don't fight and kill.

Blaze remembered Lani's evaluation of Wuming. He really wanted to recruit Wuming to participate in Latarn's crusade, but Wuming was just obsessed with setting up a stall and had no intention of challenging the demigods to win big runes and reputation.

Wuming didn't take action, so Blaze could only hope that other strong men would defeat Latan.

Finally, a strong man like the old man appeared again, and Blaze must keep it.

So he saved the old man from Latan, and now he has to save the old man from Wuming.

Blaze also looked at the old man with some dissatisfaction:

Don't always look for trouble, okay?

Wuming and the old man said in unison:

Teammate? Who is your teammate?

Blaize was speechless and ignored Wuming. He pulled the old man and tried to persuade him:

You have seen Latarn's strength. No matter how much you want to challenge alone, you can't win alone. Only by cooperating with your teammates can you have hope of victory.

The old man never took it seriously:

If I'm good at killing, I won't care about the enemy or teammates.

This can be solved by division of labor. Blazer insisted, In short, let's fight together and ignore the vendor. He is just a businessman and doesn't understand anything.

The old man said to Blazer: It's not like he doesn't understand anything, but you do know a lot.

After the old man finished speaking, he did not express his attitude towards Blaze's request to form a team. He found a corner and sat on the sofa, adjusting his breath alone.

After witnessing the old man's victory, several more warriors tried to challenge alone, but without exception, they all became Latarn's food.

The rest of the people also lost energy and went back to rest.

Wuming was worried again and hated the old man until his teeth started to itch.

Everyone else took the elevator back to their rooms to rest, but the old man was sitting on the beach with his eyes closed, motionless.

It was hard for him to cure Rattan.

Wuming looked around, but there was no one.

He was thinking about whether to kill the old man secretly and leave it to Ratan.

Externally, it was said that this man was unruly and stubborn. He challenged Latarn alone and was killed.

Wuming thought in his mind and made himself invisible.

But just as he hid his figure, the old man spoke:

Your Excellency, you want to kill me?

Wuming froze in place.

The old man didn't open his eyes or say anything to him.

He wasn't sure if his invisibility had been discovered or if it was just a misunderstanding.

I like your murderous aura very much. The old man said, That is the murderous aura possessed by those who have emerged from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. It is not overt and eye-catching, but is very elegant and quiet.

The old man slowly stood up from his seated position. This move caused great damage to his knees, but he stood up very steadily. He had a physical quality that did not match the old voice.

The old man drew out his long knife, opened his eyes and shouted angrily:

Come and see if you can soothe my desire—

The old man responded with the sound of the elevator starting.

Wuming stood on the elevator and slowly ascended. Looking at the old man drawing the knife, he rolled his eyes:

moron……

In the night sky, several firelights were emitting billowing smoke, dividing the sky.

All the trebuchets in the Red Lion City were activated, throwing the scorched corpses in the city towards Latarn.

Well done Jie Lian. Wuming looked at the sky.

Wuming told Jielian about his plan to improve Latarn's food.

First, feed the corpses of various soldiers and civilians executed in the city to Latan, and tidy up the appearance of the city.

After that, mushroom soup and insect corpses will also be thrown at Ratan.

All foods are blended with putrefactive moss and healing hot stones, and are spiced to ensure that these corpses will be chosen first by Ratan.

Wuwei was happy to be able to bypass the old man.

It's a pity that the joy is a little early.

The old man's keen perception troubled Wuming, for he was afraid that he would discover that he was secretly treating Latan.

What he didn't expect was that the secret that the old man had not discovered was revealed by the red lion.

To stuff moss and hot stones into multiple trebuchets, more soldiers are needed to operate them, which greatly increases the risk of discovery.

Jielian himself was still confused about whether he should treat Latan, so he didn't tell the Red Lion Knight.

Only Jielian and Wuming knew about Wuming secretly delaying the ceremony and rescuing Latan.

The reason given by Jie Lian when giving food to General Latarn was to let the general eat better at the last moment and not always eat the rotten knight.

As a result, on the fifth day when Ratan was fed with a trebuchet, the secret was revealed.

The fact that Jie Lian secretly mixed treatment drugs into things immediately caused an uproar within the Red Lion, and the news quickly spread to the warriors.

As for Jie Lian's purpose of doing this, the warriors quickly guessed it - at least half of it, combined with their shriveled wallets.

Less than half a day later, Jie Lian's room was completely surrounded.

Outside the door were red lions begging for explanations and warriors participating in the ceremony.

Facing people's confusion, anger, and disappointment, Jie Lian was also very ashamed - then he turned his face and pushed Wu Ming out.

You explain. Jie Lian pushed Wuming to the high platform.

Wuming pretended to be calm and waved to the crowd in the audience: Ahem... hello?

A holy kettle hit Wuming, and someone in the audience roared:

Profiteer! Give me back my runes!