Mysterious journey

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' jobs, and it seemed to be working.

But what puzzled him 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. Some places have begun to be demolished and rebuilt. Workers and oxcarts pulling construction materials are everywhere. The usually clean streets in the city center have 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 the 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 the book again. Maybe that would be the key clue. "

Garen was walking 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. note.

Garen was stunned for a moment and looked down at the note. There is a golden ring drawn on it, with a line of words underneath.

‘There is something important at No. 28, Yangliu Street, No. 3 Shiqiao. ’

Putting away the note, Garen 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 pale yellow river flows slowly through the city. It was like a yellow ribbon in the entire variegated urban area, dirty as if it hadn't 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 vehicles and pedestrians are constantly flowing 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. It is a statue of a bearded man surrounded by flowers.

The text on the front of the statue introduces that in front of the bronze medal stands 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. a feeling of.

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's bulging. The faint sunlight shone down and shone on the skin of his bare arms, giving off a faint layer of white fluorescence, as if a layer of white ash had been smeared on his body.

As 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 up?"

"The Sixth Master is studying the corpses of those people. He thought you might be interested and asked me to come and inform you." The hook-nosed man answered respectfully. The sound was very low, just enough for the two of them to hear.

"Take me with you, corpse." Garen's face darkened and he whispered.

"Okay, please follow 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 quickly crossed 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 sound 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 when I turned a corner, I saw a group of white-haired ducks coming towards me on the grass on the path ahead, swaying and quacking. An old farmer wearing a yellow straw hat was driving leisurely with a branch in his hand.

The two of them avoided it a little 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.

"That's 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 seventh adults are waiting for you above."

Garen glanced at him, said nothing, and strode forward towards the small building.

A dark-haired woman walked out of a room on the second floor. The woman was tall and had long hair tied into a ponytail. She wore a tight leather jacket that showed off her curvy figure. The most eye-catching thing is her eyes, which are 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 Garen 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.

Quickly go up the stairs, 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.

Garen 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 gold ring is just the right size. After turning the earring and bringing the number side to the top, Garen 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 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 you come? Everyone is here now." The Sixth Golden Ring stood up with a smile and dropped the cards in his hand. "Eighth, 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 him.

"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. What a rare situation.”

"Stop talking nonsense." The purple-eyed woman with the tenth golden ring interrupted him rudely. "We each have our own areas of responsibility, and we are not here to listen to you waste your time here."

"Okay, okay." Sixth scratched his head, "First, let's introduce our new member, Ninth!"

Bang bang bang.

Sparse applause.

Garen shrugged.

"I don't know anything yet?"

"This is for you." Eighth handed over a stack of white paper information. "You can't take it out after watching 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 Jinhuan is a large-scale cultural relics, antique and jewelry selling group. Through the relationship network of the top ten Jinhuan, 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, is sure to 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 peers. Each has its own network and power, and they are only united because of their own interests.

Each of the top ten gold rings is responsible for a regional management, including the source of antique information and contacts with sellers. To obtain antiques, you can collect and buy them yourself, or you can obtain them from other areas within the organization. It is considered 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 admit him.”

"And the Ninth is also a secret warrior. In terms of level, he should be almost E-level." The Eighth continued. "Previously, we have decided to join the Ninth with the advantage of three votes. Now let's end this matter. Sixth, let's get down to business."

"Okay." The Sixth nodded, glanced at the Tenth Golden Ring who spat with disdain, and said with a smile, "Our Golden Ring's senior management occasionally changes, just like the Seventh didn't just join Aren’t we here soon? It’s only been two years. Okay, let’s get down to business.”

His expression gradually became serious.