Mysterious journey

This was just a simple morning greeting, but Garen had a huge and complex martial arts experience, but he smelled a strong smell of blood from Vindman, and the viscount professor also exuded an extremely sophisticated smell. rigorous temperament.

After leaving the small building, Garen walked on the lawn in the sunshine, and his whole body was warmed by the sun.

He went directly to the gate of the manor and asked the coachman to pull out his car for him - a two-person white carriage with silver trim.

After getting into the carriage, he ordered the driver to proceed along the only lane out. He was sitting in the car, looking at the surrounding environment passing by on the side.

At his request, the carriage took a large circle around the manor, and finally became familiar with the surrounding environment.

Terry Jones Manor is surrounded by green mountains and forests on three sides. Only one side is a small lake. The driveway extends down from the woods and leads directly to the small town of Jinghu Town, which is the town of the Terry Jones family, but it is still more than ten years away. kilometers to get there.

Galen made the carriage circle twice in a row and memorized some of the main terrain before he stopped the carriage, got out of the carriage and walked towards the woods alone. The coachman did not stop him. The surrounding area was the family's territory, and there were family guards patrolling from time to time. The gates were strictly guarded.

Walking along the edge of the small lake, Garen soon came to a dense black leaf forest.

The dark woods also look a little dark and damp even on a sunny day.

Some pigeons raised in the manor were constantly flying around the lake, some were white and some were gray. A group of black swans gracefully cruised slowly on the lake, lowering their heads to comb their feathers from time to time.

Garen observed the surroundings bit by bit according to the location of the picture he saw while traveling, and slowly moved closer to the location in his memory.

Gradually, he reached the edge of the family patrol area. From a distance, he saw a gray-and-white sentry tower in the woods, with a black swan flag on a white background and silver edges. That's the flag of the Terry Jones family.

There are two sentries in gray and white guarding the sentry tower. One is drinking and the other is hanging clothes.

Garen avoided the sentry tower and tried not to let himself be discovered. He walked around in the forest and finally came to an open space where a tombstone was located.

The open space was circular, as if it had been specially sorted out by someone. It was surrounded by a small circle of wooden fences, but the fences had rotted away in many places.

Garen compared the scenes in his memory. It was here that the two silver lantern masters fought.

He carefully checked the marks around the ground. There was no sign of a fight.

"Obviously the time has not come yet." He walked to the tombstone and looked at the name on it: Hill Clinton Fina Angie.

This area was recently included in the family patrol area. It used to be a wasteland. No one expected that there was a dilapidated tomb here.

Quietly following the original route, Garen returned to the original family patrol area. And remember this location firmly.

"This tombstone in the picture is the trigger between the two silver lantern masters, but this has nothing to do with me. The point is that I must get information about the specific strength of the silver lantern masters."

Garen thought carefully as he walked back.

He has practiced secret martial arts for nearly three years. Although he can only reach the highest level with the help of supernatural powers, he has also put in a lot of hard work. From an ordinary person who didn't know anything, he grew up to a master who dared to risk his life and death head-on and fight against a large number of opponents.

The self-encouragement, dedication, and persistence cannot be ignored.

The height that Miwu can reach has reached its limit in the battle between Smoke Island and Xianflan. But judging from the scene when the shuttle came, the Silver Lantern Master's strength was obviously more fantastic.

They seem to be able to control all kinds of forces and engage in desperate confrontations. Their power seems to be much stronger than that of Miwu.

What Garen wants to know most now is who is more powerful between the Miwu and the Silver Lantern Master.

When everything was ready, he returned directly to the manor, returned to his room alone, and began to exercise according to the basic breathing methods of the God's Statue Technique in order to regain his strength as quickly as possible. At the same time, I have to wait slowly for the battle time in my memory.

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Return to the step-by-step life of the manor, read books and newspapers every day, take care of Ahashia's favorite purple rose garden, and then go out regularly in the afternoon to the edge of the tombstones to see how the situation is from a distance.

The rest of the time, Galleon mainly spends exercising. The recovery of the idol skill cannot be completed overnight, it requires continuous stimulation of the body over a long period of time. On top of the superposition of exercise and recovery, the combination of the two makes it obvious that the speed is much faster.

He waited silently, remembering the battle between the Silver Lantern Masters in just these few days.

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Amidst the clatter of forks and knives, Galen and Vindman sat opposite each other, quietly eating the dinner in front of them.

The dim afternoon sun shines in from the left window and falls on the ground on the left side of the rectangular white dining table.

On the table were turkey, ham, roast goose, squirrel soup, onion stew and tomato soup.

The two of them ate in silence without saying a word.

Vindman raised his head and glanced at his son. This son, who had never been very obedient, seemed to have suddenly become better behaved recently. I usually either go out to gamble or chase after that Guilis, but I didn't expect that in the past few days, I suddenly became calm.

"When Sophie left yesterday, why didn't you come out to see her off?" he asked, "Don't be so rude next time. Do you hear me?"

"Yes, Dad." Garen replied in a low voice and nodded in agreement. In fact, he didn't expect it and forgot about it. I have been paying close attention to the movements in the cemetery these days, and I don’t even know when Sophie left.

"You did something wrong about the Astronomical Secret Order. Don't think that I won't know if you don't tell me. But since you have given it away, there is no need to take it back again, so as not to make other families look down upon you. I just want to feel sorry for you. Sister Sophie." Windman closed his eyes and remained silent for a moment, "In this regard, I will compensate her as appropriate. No second time is allowed."

"Yes, Dad." Garen nodded honestly.

This was the original way Ahashia and Vindman got along.

No matter what Ahashia did wrong, Vindman looked tepid and not worried or surprised at all. He just took things off his shoulders very lightly and solved them directly. It was too good to say anything to Ahashiya.

But for some reason, Shia was afraid of this father. She didn't know why.

Vindman finished the soup in the bowl, wiped his lips with Bai Sijuan, and then stood up.

"Okay, you eat slowly. I will go to the college to attend a symposium in the afternoon and won't be back until very late. You stay in the manor and don't go out. There may be danger at night, so be careful."

"I got it." Garen nodded quickly in agreement.

Could it be dangerous at night? What's the danger?

He suddenly had a vague association in his mind. Vindman rarely said this to Ahashia in the past. As a silver lantern master, he said it was dangerous. It's obviously possible to know something.

Could it be that something happened in the world of silver lantern masters?

Guesses kept flashing through Garen's mind.

In the past few days, he has maintained Alhasia's original behavior, habits and life, and tried to minimize interactions with people who are familiar with him. For example, some of Ahashia’s former friends. Yesterday, an invitation was sent to a dance, but he declined it.

Living in seclusion like this is to try to make the subtle changes in his personality appear inconspicuous.

After all, no matter how he disguises himself, there is still a big personality difference between Garen and the original Ahashia.

Sitting in his seat, he watched his father Vindman get up and leave the restaurant.

Garen speeded up, cleared the food on the plate a few times, wiped his mouth and stood up. The servant next to him brought him mouthwash soup, so he simply swung the soup in his mouth a few times and swallowed it.

With the words of going for a walk around the small lake, Garen began to walk slowly along the lake under the protection of two escorting guards.

Compared with the soldiers of the previous world, these guards were ordinary, stronger people who wore leather armor and short knives. Only patrol captains were qualified to wear revolvers.

Even with Garen's current weak body, he was still able to take care of these two people in one or two strokes. Even if they were trained in the so-called Royal Special Guards, the result would be the same.

I randomly found an excuse to get rid of the two guards. Anyway, there were family patrols and sentry towers around, so there was nothing to worry about.

Garen came to the far side of the tombstone alone.

Vindman's words today made him feel that maybe that battle should happen today.

Moreover, the battle in my memory also happened during this time period, which just happened to match.

He squatted in the grass and gathered his energy and blood according to Miwu's breathing method. His Qi and blood, which were not strong in the first place, were quickly completely restrained by him. In the previous world, he had also learned the Turtle Breathing Technique after all.

While hiding in the grass, Garen carefully observed and listened to all the movements around him.

"If we follow the division method of the world in my previous life, when I was at my final peak, I would have almost reached level B. That is the power level of missiles. The damage caused is enough to be equivalent to a powerful humanoid mobile bomb."

He carefully assessed the progress of his recovery.

"In four days, I just returned to a physical level similar to that of an average adult."

When he was first selected as the core disciple of Baiyun Martial Arts School, he already had a strength close to the letter E level, but lacked some actual combat experience. Level D is the level of a fighter, Level E is the level of strength of Fei Baiyun, senior sister Rosita and others. It is also enough to go out and open a martial arts school and recruit apprentices to teach skills.

With the physical fitness of a normal adult, many moves in the God Statue Skill cannot be used, and only some basic fighting skills and grappling skills can be used. But coupled with his rich fighting experience and the secret method of energy and blood, Garen is confident to face any opponent below E level. In other words, those below E level are the strongest.

After all, despite his poor health, he still has the consciousness of a peak warrior and the King of the Century.

"It depends on what level the silver lantern master's fighting method belongs to." Garen became more and more lurking and hiding, and even his breathing became longer and more subtle. With his rich fighting experience, he had already sensed something was wrong around him.