The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 68 Missionaries
Patch's face fell:
"What? You don't know that I hate the priesthood?"

Wuming said: "If you hire an employee, you will be ours."

"No." Patch said firmly.

"A person like you still cares about this?"

"Care, very much," Patch said.

Wuming said: "Actually, I have never understood why you hate the priesthood so much."

Patch sneered: "Under the guise of God, doing despicable things and claiming to be righteous, what I look down on the most are those hypocrites."

"But you are not going anywhere." Wuming was surprised.

"At least I'm safe," Patch said.

Wuming thought of the speed at which Patch would kneel decisively every time he failed in a robbery, and nodded: "It's really quite calm."

Wuming said: "Then tell me frankly, how do you agree to let the priesthood come in?"

"In the future, I will add [-]% to the profits I share." Paqi said without thinking, and he was really calm.

Nameless knocked on the big shield Patch threw over just now:

"I remind you that you are now unarmed."

Wuming drew out his long sword and sharpened it on Patch's large shield: "You are calm, what should you do?"

Paqi's expression seemed constipated, and after a stalemate with Wuming for a while, he was still subdued.

Patch sighed:

"Forget it, God can't stop what you decide. Then how do you recruit priesthood? Will those bald donkeys be willing to serve you a false god of the new round table?"

"Who said I was going to recruit?" Wuming said.

Patch was stunned: "Not recruiting? Why are you talking to me for so long if you don't recruit?"

Nameless said: "You are familiar with the priesthood, right? Let me ask you, are there any means to solve our problems in these priesthoods at the border?"

Patch thought for a while, then shook his head: "I don't think these bald donkeys can help us."

Wuming said: "It seems that we can only create a belief by ourselves and teach new prayers."

The arrogance contained in Wuming's calm words shocked Paqi and made him stunned for a while.

After a while, Patch asked, "What are you going to do?"

Nameless said: "We have built the new round table into a safe haven for faded people, a warm base like home-now it's time for them to learn how to go home."

Wuming raised his arms to the two fingers on the round table, and shouted affectionately:

"Great two fingers, grant me the miracle of returning home! No matter where you want to go, Patch's old shop will always be by the sun; no matter where you are, Irene Church is still your hometown!"

People in the church looked sideways, not understanding what Wuming was going to do when he suddenly lost his nerve.

Haida quickly explained:

"The king felt Lord Finger's will, and his mind was just in a trance. You see, his current posture is imitating Lord Finger. This is the proof that he has figured out the will of Lord Finger."

"But Lord Finger only has one finger." A long-lived person asked a question of wisdom.

"Imitation, only imitation," said Hedda.

After Wuming finished his seizures, Patch asked in a low voice:

"However, prayer requires belief. It is dangerous to spread the belief of other gods in the borderlands, right? And what is the source of the power of prayer? If it is brought by the gods, then if you create new prayers, don't you have to create new ones?" God? Not reliable."

"That's why you don't understand faith." Wuming shook his finger, "Faith, what matters is not God, but faith itself."

Patch still didn't understand: "Translation translation?"

"It's enough to use the two-finger name to teach. If you change the name of the god's story, the believers will not recognize it." Wuming pressed Patch's shoulder fanatically, "The important thing is faith, not God. With faith, you You can even swim on your back in the magma, you can challenge the gods!"

Patch was a little afraid of being caught by Wuming, but he felt a little bit of understanding when he felt Wuming's frantic emotion.

Patch asked: "Faith and will are interdependent and strengthen each other? Then a strong will quickly enhances strength? It's a bit like a rotting knight."

Wuming didn't expect Patch to be able to speak clearly, so he was stunned:

"You are so educated—although I don't know what you're talking about, but I can feel that you understand. That's right, that's the way it is, people must have faith!"

With such fanatical emotions, Wuming rushed to Haida, grabbed her hand, and led her away from the church.

The crowd of immortals left behind looked at each other, and the Kaidan mercenaries whispered.

The gossip spread quickly from the store.

This is the first time that Haida has come into contact with Wuming so intimately, and she just feels that the spirit of her ancestors is bumping in her heart.

Wuming walked very fast, Haida staggered and couldn't keep up, and she was about to fall when she staggered.

Wuming took advantage of the situation to pick up Haida, and walked stridingly in the posture of a princess hugging her.

"Where are you going, king?" Haida asked in a low voice.

"Mengliu Cave, there is no one there, so it's easy to handle." Wuming replied.

Easy to do?Hedda flushed with excitement.

work?What to do?Is Wang finally enlightened and ready to accept the prayers that overwhelm the fire?Do you want to listen to Lord Finger's teachings?

Haida was so happy that she nestled on Wuming's chest, only feeling that the human-shaped sun was extremely warm.

As Haida thought about it, she suddenly remembered the immortals.

The people of the Blastfire faction are masters at spying on people's hearts, and Haida can see that those immortals are not in pain and despair at the moment, but are full of happiness and hope for the future.

Eliminating pain is exactly the mission of Bianhuo.

But is there only one way to eliminate pain...

Haida could only see two groups of flames in her eyes, but she could never hear the sincere praises of the Immortals in her ears.

Do you want to melt someone like that...

Haida, who was indoctrinated by rainbow farts every day, suddenly became entangled.

At this time, Haida felt that Wuming's footsteps stopped.

Having stayed in Mengliu Cave before, she also smelled the familiar damp atmosphere here.

Wuming put Heda down, eager to try, the fly rubbed his hands:
"Okay, let's teach prayer."

Heda hesitated, and said softly:
"My lord, I can teach you to pray on fire, and it will also make you feel great pain. If you can't bear it, we can put it on hold for now—"

"Huh?" Wuming interrupted her, "Teach me to pray?"

Haida was stunned: "Didn't you want to learn to pray?"

"Anyway, I'll teach you." Wuming cleared his throat, "Beautiful lady, let me take a moment of your time, let me tell you about our Heavenly Father and Savior..."

Wuming kindly pulled Haida to sit on the high platform of Mengliu Cave, and told her about the past with great enthusiasm.

About gods and dragons, flames and ancient trees, about a prosperous era, and a story of returning home.

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When Haida and Wuming came out of the cave, it was already the next morning.

Wuming was really strong and strong, so he didn't stop talking until the next morning.

All kinds of quotations, excitedly telling the details of the stories of the gods.

When Haida came out, her head was still buzzing, repeatedly echoing Wuming's tireless story.

After sitting on the stone bench for a day, my body became numb.

Wuming's face was full of spring, with unfinished thoughts, and he walked out of the cave with the satisfaction and joy of preaching.

Looking at the light of the golden tree in the morning, I stretched my arms and embraced the sky:

"Ah Sun, you are like an extraordinary father, huge and full of heat."

It was as if he couldn't see that the light was coming from the golden tree.

Haida felt devout and fanatical about her faith, but when she saw Wuming, she was a little scared.

She couldn't imagine what she saw in Wuming's eyes, what the world looked like in his eyes.

Haida muttered to herself: "I actually thought I was a fanatic..."

Wuming hugged Haida and whispered in her ear:

"Do you understand the matter?"

Haida subconsciously nodded.

"How to do it, do you know?"

"understood……"

"I will leave the adaptation of the story to you." Wuming patted Haida on the back vigorously, "Did I teach you this story?"

Haida nodded subconsciously again.

Wuming gave Haida a brain break:

"Shuangzhi! These are the stories that Shuangzhi taught you."

Haida felt the pain, covered her forehead, and said aggrievedly, "It's what Lord Tou taught me."

The two returned to the church, Haida sat next to Two Fingers again, and Wuming found Patch.

Nameless said: "It's done. You'll have to verify the specific effect afterwards—by the way, dig out the teleportation array under the blessing and put it outside Tops' protective force field. It is said to prevent too many people from causing damage." Congestion."

"Are you going out?" Patch asked.

"Go to Gailede." Nameless said, "I haven't found the mercury yet, and I have to find a way to restore the mining of the Selia Tunnel, otherwise there won't be enough pyroxene to build a protective circle in the future."

Wuming rode the Falling Star Beast and headed to Gayled again.

Even though the falling star beast had been completely tamed, Wuming still didn't leave the falling star beast to Se Lian.

The nameless reason is: now that the store is full of waste, the war horse can improve the mobility of employees and can also be used to transport materials.

"You can let me ride a horse, but let the Fallen Star Beast go to Hyde's place to pull goods." Wuming said.

Se Lian thought that the great star son was going to be a cow and a horse, so he had to reluctantly hand over the falling star beast.

Without the teleportation from the Dragon's Breath Ruins, Wuming could only take the main road this time.

At least there is no crisis this time, and he doesn't have to be impatient.

Along the way, Wuming found many dead bodies on the side of the road.

There were a lot of wagon debris and burnt wheels.

Wuming was looking at the corpse on the side of the road. When passing a section of the road, a rope suddenly rose and lay across in front of the falling star beast.

Caught off guard, it was too late to stop...

A dozen rogues rushed out from behind the bushes and woods on both sides holding swords and spears, shouting and charging towards Wuming.

Then they saw the towering and terrifying Fallen Star Beast, and the broken rope under its feet.There were also huge boulders tied to both ends of the rope, which had been dragged to both sides of the road at this time.

The falling star beast, three to four meters high, slowly turned its head, and the huge eyes in the shattered skull scanned the bandits like a searchlight.

The rogues knelt down on the spot.

Wuming sat on the falling star beast and looked at these rogues.

Many wore the armor of Garek soldiers.

When Greg fell, the soldiers in Stone City were the quickest to react.

Their monarch turned into a ball of meat, unable to even speak, unable to intimidate them, and unable to command them. In addition, Stone City was half destroyed, and many soldiers' dreams of returning to the golden tree were shattered, and they robbed Stone City one after another. His treasures fled and became thieves.

Every day they rob houses and intercept carriages along the way.

"Have a lot of strength, don't work hard, and think about stealing other people's things every day, shame on you!" Wuming sat on the Falling Star Beast, and taught them condescendingly, "Hand over all your equipment and money."

"Aren't you robbing..." Xiaobing was naked and trembling.

"I call this redistribution of resources." Wuming said.

He gathered all the weapons and equipment of the soldiers, and directed the half-naked soldiers to untie the ropes and tie them to himself.

A dozen soldiers were tied into two strings by two pieces of rope, and tied to the two huge jaws of the falling star beast.

Wuming sent all these rogues to Hyde Fortress, and sent over a dozen laborers to Hyde.

As a lord, Hyde's political sense is much sharper than Wuming's. At this time, he is very busy with the situation of Ningmgfu after Greg's loss of power.

Wuming couldn't help, so he could only say goodbye.

Back in Gaeld, Wuming followed Roger's guidance and groped in the Ionian swamp, looking for the lost magic in the ruins of Selia.

After searching for a long time, I only found a staff and a volume of magic.

He hadn't seen any of the mercury kept by the legendary Selia magician.

Staying in the scarlet and corrupt swamp for too long, the falling star beast under his crotch couldn't stand it, so Wuming had to go ashore while sterilizing it with flames.

"It's weird, there's no reason..." Wuming rode on the falling star beast, unable to figure it out.

Wuming felt that Roger was quite reliable, so he probably wouldn't talk nonsense.

"Why can't I find it?" Wuming was puzzled.

He decided to find someone to ask.

Gai Lide was eroded by scarlet corruption, and there were very few normal people. The people on the road were either giant dogs, giant crows, giant monsters, or lifeless puppet soldiers.

Puppet soldiers with four arms, puppet soldiers with wings, puppet soldiers with sticks...

Wuming looked at the puppet soldiers thoughtfully.

Looking at the group of puppet soldiers, Wuming noticed that there was a small wooden house by the side of the road, and there was a giant dog tied in front of the wooden house to guard the door.

Wuming's eyes lit up.

This looks like a place where people can live.

Nameless dropped the Falling Star Beast, and went in:

"Oh, I can't imagine that there are normal humans in this kind of place——"

Wuming entered the room while talking, and suddenly stopped talking.

He took out his shield and put it in front of him.

An old man in red was sitting in a dilapidated wooden house.

The old man in red looked at Wuming, smiled and said:
"Hello, my name is Guwei, the sage Guwei."

Hearing the old man's words, Wuming heaved a sigh of relief:

"It turns out that we will communicate."

"Of course I can communicate. I'm a sage." The red-clothed old man Gewei said with a smile, "I've been waiting for a long time. I have something to ask."

"Coincidentally, I also have something to ask for." Wuming said first, "I was looking for mercury in Selia Town, but I couldn't find it. Do you have any idea?"

Gewei looked at Wuming suspiciously:

"Selia Town?"

"Yeah, I've got a lot of scarlet rot all over my body." Wuming showed Gewei the scarlet liquid splashed on the armor.

Gewei looked at the direction from Wuming, then at the opposite direction, and said:

"Are you sure you are going to Selia Town?"

"It must be, I have found the staff and magic." Wuming handed the staff and the magic scroll to Gewei.

After reading it, Gewei suddenly realized:
"You are going to Sage Town, Selia Town is in the other direction, just follow this road."

Nameless froze, a little in disbelief:
"Is it true?"

Guwei said: "Of course I know where the town of the sage is, but it's in the swamp—I'm a sage."

Wuming took out the map, looked at it carefully, and said to himself: "So it's not Roger who is unreliable..."

Gewei leisurely said:

"Since I have answered your question, can I entrust you with one thing?"

"No." Nameless said, "I don't believe you, I have to go to the front to have a look first, and I will promise you when I find it."

Gewei narrowed his eyes:
"Isn't it appropriate? Didn't you say you want to help each other?"

"It's just a way, it's not necessarily right." Wuming said, "Just want me to accept the commission? I'm very expensive!"

Gewei let out a long sigh:
"Why don't you trust me? Can't you be more honest with each other?"

"But you are not a human being." Wuming said, "You still have to pretend to be a human being. Is it because I don't believe you?"

Gewei's eyes widened, his expression was astonished.

(End of this chapter)