The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 219 The Blood Rose That No One Cares About
Yura was bandaged and downcast.

It hasn't been long since he woke up from the coma, and the defeat by Eleonora is still vivid in his memory.

Only by facing the pure purple blood finger in person can you experience that courage.

What made him ashamed was that he was still thinking about his old relationship, and when he saw those clear eyes, he just couldn't make a move.

"Silent Eleonora, what are you thinking..."

Yula sat on the hospital bed dejectedly, lost in thought, after an unknown period of time, he seemed to have finally made up his mind.

Yura got up, asked about Wuming's location, and wanted to go to find him.

Seeing Wuming approaching, he immediately stepped forward: "Thank you——"

Yula felt as if his body was riding on a cloud, and flew back to the hospital bed headlong, his head was dizzy from the impact.

"Don't bother me, I don't have time now, I'm busy." Wuming said, his back was gone.

For a big order involving 2000 million runes, Wuming did not dare to delay for a moment.

The most beautiful flowering period of the blood rose is short-lived, and he must find a home for the flower during this period.

But the people of gold on the Yatan Plateau didn't have the slightest interest in his flowers, so Wuming had to figure out what was going on.

Wuming went back to the perfumer, found the wounded Rodel, and tore it directly in front of him, with sparks in his eyes:

"Why don't you buy flowers?"

"Why do you want to buy flowers?" Rodel soldier wondered.

The spark in Wuming's eyes suddenly went out, and he stammered:
"It's fragrant...beautiful...don't you think that having flowers in your home...wouldn't life be happier and better?"

"Why do flowers make life better?" Rodel soldier questioned the nameless soul again.

"I don't know." Wuming suddenly froze, "Anyway, everyone else said so."

"Anyone else? It won't be a countryman outside the Yatan, right?" Rodel soldier said.

"How can you say that?" Wuming glared at him, "You are discriminatory!"

"Just say it, right?"

"Yes……"

"Sure enough." Rodel soldier said, "After all, if you were in the Asian altar, you would definitely not hear 'everyone else said that'."

Wuming was a little anxious, pacing back and forth, not knowing how to continue asking Rodel soldiers.

He suddenly saw the perfumer who was still taking care of the wounded.

"That's not right." Wuming sat back in front of Rodel's soldier again, "Don't you have a perfumer in your royal city?"

"Then what's the matter?" Rodell soldier asked.

"Perfumers use flowers to make fragrances." Wuming said, "Why do you think flowers are useless?"

"Flowers can indeed be used as a perfumer, as a medicinal material." Rodel soldier nodded in agreement with Wuming's words, and then patted the brass shield in his hand, "Am I a perfumer?"

"You can be." Wuming looked serious, already doing everything in order to sell Bleeding Rose.

"Forget it merchant." Rodel soldier said, "I'm not interested in flowers."

Rodel's soldiers issued an order to evict guests. Although Wuming is the owner here, it is clear that the people of gold have a stronger sense of ownership and territoriality in the Asian altar.

Wuming asked several Rodel soldiers, besides the wounded, he also asked the new soldiers stationed here.

The results were all the same, no one was interested in Blood Rose, and they couldn't even explain why they weren't interested.

"Whether you like it or not, there's no reason." Knight Rodel shrugged. "We're just not interested. Don't study everything so clearly."

How could it be impossible to study clearly?This is a big order worth 2000 million runes!Nameless growled inwardly.

Asking no results, how could Wuming give up, set up a telescope, and shrank behind the ass of the golden man who assassinated Selian every day, observing day and night.

The daily life of the people of gold, basic necessities of life, food, housing and transportation, are all within the sight of Anonymous.

Observe, observe without stopping.

Wu Mingshi wants to find out the reason why the people of gold don't buy flowers.

"There's no need to do that, right?" Patch looked at the dazed Wuming, "You look like a pervert."

"You don't understand." Wuming stuck to the binoculars, with a serious tone, "As early as when I went to the Asian Forum, I felt that there was something wrong here. Melina's words were confirmed, and we are now unable to move an inch in the Asian Forum."

"Is there?" Patch said, "Didn't Rodel let the golem let the caravan go?"

"Impossible to walk does not refer to the golem's attack." Wuming said, "It's the local customs here in Yatan. They seem to hate businessmen extremely, and have no interest in our products at all."

"Is it because you sell it too expensively, no one is willing to pay a lot of money to buy this thing except the blood dynasty?" Patch guessed.

"I tried to sell it for a hundred runes." Wuming said, "No one wants it. At this price, even if he buys and sells it, he won't lose money."

Patch saw that he couldn't move Wuming, so he gave up.He is well aware of nameless stubbornness.

"It's just right, that guy is a dangerous person anyway, you watch him well, if there is any unfriendly behavior, just kick him out." Patch said, "I don't understand why you take him in?"

"He looks homeless." Wuming said, "You know me, I always take in homeless people."

Wuming continued to monitor the golden people, wearing stars and wearing moons.Such an unusual move naturally attracted the attention of many people.

"What are you doing?" A hand suddenly patted Wuming's shoulder.

Wuming turned the binoculars, looked behind him, and saw the corner of a strand of golden hair.

"Ami?" Wuming took the binoculars, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm looking for Haida." Ami said, "I still don't understand some aspects of the witch's skills, so I want to ask her."

"Why don't you find Melina?"

"Melina has a bad temper. She probably thinks many questions are too simple, and she always feels angry when answering them." Amei said.

Wuming thought about Melina's usual attitude: "She may be like this, just with facial paralysis."

"Anyway, don't bother her, it's more appropriate to ask Haida. Haida is very good." Amei said.

Very well behaved?Wuming suspects that there is something wrong with Amei's cognition of Haida. Is Haida related to Guai?Isn't that a wimpy bandit?

"I don't seem to have seen Haida very much." Wuming said, "It should be at the corner of the caravan, right?"

"What are you doing?" Ami pointed to the telescope in Wuming's hand.

Wuming then explained to Amei.

"Is that so..." Amei thought for a while, "Do you want my help?"

"Why are you so kind?" Wuming laughed.

"Study, it's so boring." Ami rolled her eyes, "I'd better find something else to do, or I'll probably be bored to death."

"Then you come." Wuming handed the binoculars to Amei.

"No need, my eyesight is pretty good." Amei pointed to her eyes with two fingers, and then to Wuming, "Eagle can't compare to me."

"Okay, then you come, I will go to other places to investigate."

Wuming and Amei worked in shifts and observed for several days.

Ami has never discovered any special behavior of the people of gold.

"I just look up at the golden tree all day." Amei said, "I don't like to talk, I don't know what I'm thinking."

The nameless conclusion is also similar, but the enthusiasm has never retreated.It really made him discover the unfriendly behavior of the people of gold.

One day, at night, the golden light of the golden tree is still dazzling.The people of gold tiptoed in some direction with a knife in hand.

Wuming moved the binoculars forward and saw Haida.

Haida also held a knife, staring lightly ahead.

Moving forward, I saw Yula, holding his long teeth like a clothesline, and walked forward quietly.

"What's the situation..." Wuming had no choice but to move on.

Saw a one-eyed dragon.

The one-eyed dragon worthy of the name was the flying dragon that came together when Eleonora attacked, and Ami encircled a piece of land and stayed not far away.

While watching intently, Amei came to change shifts.

"The direction he looks at is different today." Amei said, "Finally doesn't he sit there looking at the golden tree today?"

Amei looked at the direction the nameless telescope was looking at, and frowned:
"What are they doing there?"

"I don't know." Nameless said.

Amei frowned for a moment, then suddenly exclaimed:
"That bastard wants to kill my dragon!"

A Mei ran over as soon as she spoke, cursing people as she ran, her voice was loud and spread far and wide.

Everyone from the people of gold to Feilong heard it, and all looked back.

Feilong saw Yura, Yura saw Haida, and Haida saw the people of gold, and they were all in a daze.

Amei didn't hesitate, and ran to Yula in one breath, knocking him to the ground with a fist.Yula, who was not healed after being slapped by Wuming, immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"What are you doing to my dragon!" Ami glared at Yura.

Wuming also followed, slipped one in each hand, and brought the Golden People and Haida with him.

"What are you doing again?" Wuming stared at the two, although his tone was not as violent as Ami's, but his fiery pupils looked extraordinarily serious at night.

Yura wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said:
"I want to perform the Dragon Feast Ritual."

Ami seemed to have expected it, and looked at Yula with even more anger:
"You want to eat my dragon, don't you? I'll dig out your heart first."

Amei was about to do something as she said, but was stopped by Wuming.

Wuming looked at Haida and the people of gold:
"What about you? Talk."

Heda lowered her head and pointed to Yura:
"I want to stab him."

The people of gold raised their heads and pointed at Heda:
"I'm going to stab her to death."

Haida looked at the people of gold in surprise:

"Did I provoke you?"

Yura looked at Heda:
"Did I provoke you?"

Ami punched Yula on the head and roared angrily:

"Did my little baby provoke you?"

"Tell me." Wuming stuffed a Roja fruit in his mouth, "The reason, why?"

Yura lowered her head:

"I can't help it. I want to become stronger. I want to rival Eleonora. To perform the Dragon Feast Ceremony—to devour the hearts of the dragons and gain the power of the dragons. This is our way. I haven't hunted dragons for a long time, and this is also helpless." Act of."

Yula looked at Wuming: "I wanted to ask for your opinion first, but you seem to be very busy."

"If you want to ask for it, you should also ask for my opinion." Ami was dissatisfied, "What about my opinion?"

Nameless looked at Haida: "What about you?"

Haida said: "There is a dangerous person sleeping on him. I want to help you."

"Dangerous person?" Wuming tilted his head.

Heda bit her lip, and looked at Yura with some fear:
"My lord, please believe me, I have been struggling for a long time. Ever since this man came here, I have been silent and thinking. Now I have finally made up my mind, and I have waited until the moment when he is weak, but you stopped him I……"

Wuming thought for a while, since Yula came to the caravan, Haida really hasn't shown up much, and often hides in the corner of the caravan.

"It turns out that it is true that Ami said that Haida is very good..." Wuming murmured, "What is the danger?"

Hayda muttered a name vaguely, as if unwilling to mention it.As if calling the name of a ghost, as long as his name is spoken, it will be awakened.

"What?" Wuming didn't hear clearly.

Under the nameless questioning, Haida finally made up her mind, let out a long and broken sigh, and said:

"He has been shadowed by Xia Bo Lili."

"Xiapolili...who is it?" Wuming asked.

"He is the most hated man in history." It was the people of gold who answered the nameless person, "It is said that he is the cause of epilepsy."

Heda covered her blindfold:
"He is the man closest to the three fingers. If we are a church witch, then his status is almost equivalent to the archbishop."

The Golden People raised their knives and aimed at Haida:
"The power of epilepsy is defilement and a disease. It should be killed. This woman is also a witch of epilepsy."

He seemed to remember something, and pointed the knife at Wuming:

"By the way, that's right, the epilepsy was summoned by the businessman. No wonder the epilepsy witch is in the caravan. Are you all believers of the epilepsy?"

Nameless and speechless: "Are you crazy? See if anyone is defiled?"

Wuming ignored the knife in the golden man's hand, walked up to him, and punched the golden man on the head:

"Take you in kindly, give you food and clothes, do you have any conscience?"

"Food and clothing?" The people of gold stiffened their necks, "I have food and clothing for you?"

Wuming choked, and glanced at the Golden People.

It was still the classic golden folk costume, coarse cloth clothes, with delicate embroidery, and a tree-patterned wooden board with holes hanging around the neck.

Wuming also sold his silk clothes to the people of gold, but they did not get any response at all.

The same is true for eating, the delicious barbecue he grilled, but it is completely out of the eyes of this master.

Thinking of this, Wuming became angry and gave him another fist:

"You still have the nerve to say it? Occupy the latrine and don't shit!"

"Do I have it?" The people of gold still stiffened their necks, looking coldly at Wuming.

Nameless opened his mouth and said nothing.

He has been observing the people of gold for so long, and he can clearly see what kind of shit the people of gold are shitting when they lift their butts-literally, of course, the people of gold don't occupy the latrine and don't shit.

"Why don't you go to Stonewell if you like carrying things so much?" Wuming stared at the golden people, "The bridge is being built over there, and talents like you are needed."

Suddenly Wuming had a flash of inspiration, as if thinking of something, suddenly ran away.

"Why are you going?" Amei yelled behind Wuming, "This is interrogating prisoners."

"I'll leave it to you first." An unknown voice came from afar, "You can call me Patch, I'll go somewhere first."

"Where are you going?" Ami was surprised.

"The latrine."

(End of this chapter)