Suppressing the injury on his chest, Garen tried his best to appear as normal as usual.
It seems that I have to go to the martial arts school to check with the master.
"Ying'er, I'll have dinner at the martial arts studio later, so you don't have to worry about me. I'll take the food home first."
"You're going to the martial arts gym again... It's rare for mom and dad to have free time." Ying'er pouted her mouth slightly and said dissatisfiedly.
"It's okay. My parents heard that work has gradually become easier recently, and we will spend more and more time together in the future." Garen rubbed his sister's hair and smiled. He secretly got rid of his master and adjusted his parents' work positions.
It seems to be working.
But what made him a little puzzled was that his uncle could do this easily, but why he never did this.
After putting the dishes back home, Garen went downstairs and headed straight for the martial arts school.
The city seems to be undergoing major renovations recently, and some places have begun to be demolished and rebuilt. Workers and oxcarts pulling construction materials are everywhere. The streets in the city center, which are usually clean, have also become a bit dirty.
While walking quickly on the sidewalk, Garen kept thinking about the three people he met earlier, and he felt more and more suspicious.
"If the talent that the old man once told me refers to the invisible force field, then the key to everything lies in that book! That book that I read back then!" Garon said in his eyes.
A flash of light flashed, "It was after I read that book that the old man showed a disappointed look and said that I didn't have the talent in this area, and he never saw that book again. Maybe that would be the key clue.
..."
Gallon walked slowly on the street. Just after he turned a corner, a cookie cart slowly came towards him. The old man pushing the cart passed him with a smile and quietly stuffed him with a cookie.
Small note.
Garen was slightly startled, then lowered his head and glanced at the note. There was a golden ring drawn on it, with a line of words underneath.
'No. 28, Yangliu Street, No. 3 Shiqiao, there is something important.'
Putting away the note, Gallon took a deep breath, turned a corner and walked towards the zebra crossing in the middle of the road.
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east of huaishan
A light yellow river flows slowly through the urban area. It is like a yellow ribbon in the entire variegated urban area, and it seems dirty and has not been washed for a long time.
On both sides of the river are rows of light yellow square houses, like two rows of unevenly stacked building blocks, of varying heights and somewhat mottled. You can vaguely see figures walking past the windows of the houses from time to time.
There are gray-yellow stone bridges at regular intervals on the river, and there is a constant flow of vehicles and pedestrians on the bridge.
On a stone bridge farthest from the city, there is a silver-black bust sculpture in the middle. The sculpture is more than three meters high and is a statue of a bearded man surrounded by flowers.
The text in front of the statue introduces that in front of the bronze medal, there is a fair-skinned man wearing a plaid sweater. The man looks to be no more than thirty or forty years old, with brown eyes, a typical aquiline nose, and short gray hair, giving people a sinister and silent look.
feeling.
Not far away from the bridge on the left, a strong young man with short purple-black hair walked slowly towards this side. The man was wearing ordinary black sportswear. Although the clothes were loose, they still couldn't hide his muscle outline, and the whole clothes
It was bulging. The faint sunlight shone down and shone on the skin of his bare arms, giving a faint layer of white fluorescence, as if a layer of white ash had been smeared on his body.
When the man walked past the black statue, he glanced at the hooked nose standing next to the bronze medal. The man calmly waved his right hand, revealing a golden earring in his hand.
"Lord Ninth?"
"Ninth?" Garen frowned and looked at the hook-nosed man in front of him. Suddenly he remembered that he had just taken over the position of the ninth golden ring, and he was relieved. "What's the matter?"
"The Sixth Master is studying the corpses of those people. He thinks you may be interested and asked me to come and inform you." The hook-nosed man replied respectfully. His voice was very low, just enough for the two of them to hear.
"Corpse...take me there." Garen's face darkened and he whispered.
"Okay, please come with me."
Hook-nosed turned around and strode towards the other end of the stone bridge, Garen following closely.
After crossing the stone bridge, the urban atmosphere on the street became much lighter. There were very few cars, mostly ox-carts and horse-drawn carriages. From time to time, you could see lumps of black cow dung on the roadside.
The two walked quickly across two streets and entered a path with a green hill on one side. A black wall was built on the other side of the path to separate the road from the surrounding residential buildings.
The entire road has entered the outskirts of the city, and the chirping of crickets can still be heard faintly on the hill on the left.
Garen walked quickly forward with the hooked nose, looking around from time to time.
quack..
There was a sound of ducks quacking in front of me, and after turning a corner, a group of white-haired ducks came on the grass on the path ahead, swaying and quacking. An old farmer wearing a yellow straw hat held a branch in his hand and talked leisurely.
Hurry.
The two of them avoided a slight detour and continued walking forward. Soon they saw a spacious, flat yellow land at the end of the path in front of them, like a small playground. Behind the open space, there was a light yellow double-storey small building.
The building stands surrounded by green trees.
The sun shines down, and most of the small building is covered in the shade of the trees.
"This is it." Hook-nosed walked to the entrance of the plain and stopped. "This is one of our tentative strongholds in Huaishan. Please come in, the sixth and sixth adults are waiting for you above."
Garen glanced at him, said nothing, and strode forward towards the small building.
A black-haired woman walked out of a room on the second floor. The woman was tall, with long hair tied into a ponytail. She wore a tight leather jacket that showed off her curvy figure. The most eye-catching thing was her eyes, which were actually dark purple.
The woman has fair skin and delicate facial features, but her eyes give people a cold and cold feeling.
She seemed to see Galen below, her eyes narrowed, and then she turned around and walked into the room with a cold snort.
Garen smiled silently.
"The tenth golden ring is also there... It seems that he recognized me." He shook his head, lowered his head and strode into the small building.
Go up the stairs quickly, and there is already a dark-skinned strong man standing on the right side of the second floor.
"Please go this way. According to the rules, please wear the ring that represents you." The strong man reminded in a low voice.
Gallon nodded, took out the gold ring from his pocket, pinched his earlobe, hesitated for a moment, and put it on the little finger of his left hand. The size of the gold ring was just right. He turned the earring and brought the number side to the top, Gallon.
Then he strode into the room on the right.
There is only one room on the right side of the stairs on the entire second floor.
The room is very spacious.
A square table, two bookshelves side by side, and several high-backed chairs. They are all made of red and black wood, and you can faintly smell a faint and elegant fragrance.
There were two people standing in front of the bookshelf, a man and a woman. The woman was the tenth golden ring with black hair and purple eyes, and the man was a blond one-eyed dragon. The two of them were leaning against the bookshelf and seemed to be chatting.
At the table, the red-haired Sixth Golden Ring was playing cards with a pale man wearing a black cloak.
"Here he comes? Now everyone is here." The sixth golden ring stood up with a smile and dropped the cards in his hand. "Eighth, I'm sorry, I won again."
"Shit!" The Eighth Golden Ring cursed, stood up and looked at Garen at the door. "You're here? A little late."
Garen nodded: "I'm not very familiar with the road, I'm sorry." It was also the eighth person who invited him to join the Golden Circle, so the two of them were relatively familiar with each other.
He walked directly to No. 8, pulled out a chair and stood leaning against it.
"What's the matter with calling me here suddenly?"
The Sixth Golden Ring smiled and did not answer him directly, but clapped his hands gently.
"Okay everyone, everyone is here. It's rare that so many of us have gathered together for Yinsha Castle this time. From me to tenth, five of the top ten are here. This is what we have done over the years.
It’s a rare situation.”
"Stop talking nonsense." The purple-eyed woman in the tenth golden ring interrupted him rudely. "We each have our own areas of responsibility, and we are not here to listen to you wasting time here."
"Okay, okay." Sixth scratched his head, "First of all, let's introduce our new member, Ninth!"
Bang bang bang...
Sparse applause.
Galen shrugged.
"I don't know anything yet?"
"This is for you." No. 8 pushed a stack of white paper information over. "You can't take it out after reading it. Someone will burn it directly."
Garen took it and looked at it.
The information is all about a general introduction to the Golden Ring.
After casually flipping through the information, Garen probably had a certain understanding of the Golden Circle organization.
The entire Golden Circle is a large-scale cultural relics, antiques and jewelry selling gang. Through the relationship network of the top ten Golden Circles, different antique information is gathered. Once a buyer has a demand and offers a price, then people in the organization will directly take action, or
Stealing, or robbing, will definitely get something.
Most of the top ten people in charge of the Golden Circle are not directly affiliated with each other, but are just parallel and equal. Each has its own network and power, and they are only united with each other because of their interests.
Each of the top ten golden rings is responsible for the management of a region, including the source of information on antiques and the contact with sellers. To obtain antiques, you can collect and buy them yourself, or you can obtain them from other regions within the organization. It can be regarded as an interest group.
network.
While Garen was checking the information, the Sixth Golden Ring continued to speak.
"In recent years, customers' demand for doomed antiques has been increasing, so Ninth joined us as an appraisal expert. He has a special talent, that is, he can reliably identify the authenticity of doomed antiques. So this is my
Reasons for agreeing to accept him.”
"And the Ninth is also a secret warrior. In terms of level, it should be almost E-level." Eighth continued. "Previously, we had decided to join the Ninth with the advantage of three votes. Now this matter
That’s it for now. Sixth, let’s get down to business.”
"Okay." The Sixth nodded, glanced at the Tenth Golden Ring who spat with a look of disdain, and said with a smile, "Our Golden Ring's senior management occasionally changes, just like the Seventh one just joined.
Aren’t we here soon? It’s only been two years. Okay, let’s get down to business.”