Mysterious journey

While observing the riding sergeant, the three Gallons were taken away from the scene by the medical staff who arrived and put into a white carriage.

Lying on the stretcher, Galen unconsciously looked in the direction of the riding sergeant, but he couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart.

The other party was also looking towards him, with a hint of coldness and depth in his eyes.

"We'll talk later."

A voice suddenly sounded in Garen's ears.

Garen's heart was slightly shaken, and he glanced left and right, but he didn't see anyone talking to him at all. He noticed that the riding sergeant seemed to nod at him and quickly turned away.

After getting in the car, a group of people escorted them to a small hospital in Baidi Gascar. A male doctor wearing glasses gave Garon a general check-up and found that he was not injured. Long bought some simple trauma and anti-inflammatory drugs, paid the money, and then released him.

Gallon left the pharmacy and soon saw the riding sergeant waiting for him in the hospital corridor.

The two stood in the white corridor, facing each other.

The cavalry sergeant forced a smile on his gloomy face and held out his hand.

"Eisenhardt, the local Mountie, Patrol Captain and Sheriff."

"Garon, Garon Longbar." Garon held his hand, shook it, and then let go. "Find a quiet place."

"Okay." Riding Sergeant Eisenhardt nodded, "Follow me."

He turned around and walked into a small private room on the side. Garen followed him in, hung up the do not disturb sign, then closed the door and locked it.

The single room contained a hospital bed, a table and chairs, and a bouquet of withered yellow flowers in a vase.

The window was open, and the white curtains were swaying in the wind.

Riding Sergeant Eisenhardt walked to the window, turned around and looked at Gallon quietly.

"Tell the truth, are those people here for you?"

Garen was silent for a moment and nodded.

"I don't know either, but it's possible."

"The totem masters in Green Forest are already in chaos now. How dare you rush in here? Don't you know there is a turmoil happening here? So many people died in the conflict in the past few days, but you still don't know how to avoid it?" The sergeant lit a cigarette angrily and took a long puff.

He glanced sideways at Garen, his eyes filled with deep disgust and fatigue.

"More than two totem masters may die in Lusen every day. No matter which side you are from, it is not a good time to come in."

"I actually don't know anything." Garen frowned, "I'm just an ordinary person who just reluctantly left the army. My home is here, and I just want to go home. And what happened to the turmoil you mentioned? What is the matter? Who is the totem master? I only know the silver lantern master."

The riding sergeant took a deep breath of cigarette, and the cigarette butt suddenly lit up red.

"Ordinary people who just left the army?" His eyes suddenly became sharp, staring at Garen's face like a hawk.

He thought for a moment and stretched out his right hand.

Snapped.

Snapped his fingers.

In an instant, a circle of silver ripples suddenly opened from between his fingers.

The ripples were like ripples, spreading to every corner of the entire single room in an instant. At the same time, it also swept across Garen.

The cavalry sergeant stared closely at Garen, as if looking for some reaction, but unfortunately he found nothing.

Immediately, Sergeant Cavalry's expression became extremely rich. He seemed to relax. He extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray on the table.

"Very good, very good. I blamed you wrongly. You are indeed a newcomer." The gloomy expression of the cavalry sergeant suddenly softened. "Okay, sit down, are you a silver lanternist? Traditional?"

Garen looked at him inexplicably. "Aren't you the same?"

"No, that's not it. Of course I am also a silver lantern master, but I am a totem master among them. You don't even know this, right?" Riding Sergeant Eisenhardt's face looked strange, "Your teacher didn't tell you You?"

Garen shook his head. Suddenly the other party's expression became even weirder.

"Okay." The riding sergeant pulled a chair to Garon and asked him to sit down. "It's been a long time since I've seen a newcomer so fair. Call me Aisen, that's what everyone who knows me calls me."

"Okay, Mr. Eisen." Garen gathered his thoughts. "I would like to ask, what exactly is a totem master? How is the situation in Green Forest now?"

"I can answer you these two questions." Eisen shook his hands. "Silver Lantern Master is actually a very complex field, including many aspects of research and application. Human beings have limited wisdom and energy, so we have formed our own Different divisions of labor. The silver lantern master is divided into three parts, the silver lantern master, the workshop master and the totem master. The silver lantern master is the traditional one who makes totems by himself and uses the totems by himself. The workshop master specializes in making totems and will be the one who will use them in the future. The activated totems are sold to totem masters for activation in order to make huge profits. The totem masters are the ones who specialize in using totems to fight."

"It's just a matter of division of labor." Garen nodded with understanding.

"Yes, it's the division of labor." Eisen nodded in agreement, "This is the first question, and then the second, the current situation of Lusen. At this point, I can only tell you briefly. The current situation of Lusen There is a turmoil going on. Do you know what's going on at White Rose?"

"Is it the turmoil in White Rose City?" Garen's heart trembled.

"The nature is similar." Eisen nodded heavily. "It happened last night. The turmoil and conflict caused many deaths and dozens of injuries. So we blocked the area overnight and did not allow anyone to pass. But I didn't expect that you still came and were attacked."

"Terry Jones leader, what's going on now?!" Gallon asked quickly.

"The Terry Jones family has a good background. There are three totem masters in charge. The lord himself is also a workshop master and has a deep relationship. It won't be a big problem for a while. What? Your home is in Terry Jones territory?" Eisen looked at it He asked immediately with a somewhat anxious look.

"Yes, I originally wanted to go back this time. Unexpectedly," Garen sighed. "By the way, Mr. Eisen, you are not a local, right?"

"You have a good ear. I just sent you here from Hana Province." Aisen nodded, "Okay, I have said everything that needs to be said. You should leave first and find a place to hide in another province. Now go in , just for a rookie like you, any totem master can destroy you."

Garen suddenly smiled helplessly.

"I've got into trouble with the Military Support Council. I'm afraid I'll be in trouble wherever I go."

"The Supporting Army Council is in some trouble." Eisen also frowned. "A silver lantern master like you who doesn't even have a core totem is simply vulnerable."

He stood up and walked around the room several times.

"Well, what you are most anxious about now is to create your own core totem, right?" he asked after standing still.

"I have practiced martial arts for a while, so I should be able to protect myself," Garen couldn't help but argue.

"Self-protection?" Eisen shook his head helplessly. "You still don't understand the difference between a totem and a mortal."

He raised his right hand, and the green ring on his middle finger suddenly flashed with green light.

"I'm only responsible for a small patrol area in Green Forest. I'm using one-tenth of my ability right now. Be careful."

Garen concentrated his attention on the situation and remained calm while his aura spread slightly, completely occupying the entire room.

The unified state of spirit that he had just killed those two people appeared again. Although there was no size expansion, he still used at least 80% of his strength.

The reason why he argued just now was because he wanted to see how far he was from the real silver lantern master. Until now, he had never faced off against the Silver Lantern Master. Now is the perfect opportunity.

The white gold spirit flows around the room invisible to the naked eye.

call.

A gust of wind blew by, raising the white curtains, just enough to cover Aisen for a moment.

"It's over." Garen suddenly felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. Eisen's voice was very close, standing behind him, with a dagger in his hand pointed at his vest.

Garen could feel that the tip of the dagger seemed to be filled with some powerful and sharp terrifying power.

He looked in his original direction, the curtains fell, and Aisen had long since disappeared.

"When." Garen felt his throat was dry. Goosebumps broke out on the skin on my back. Apparently, this is the body's natural response to a threat. That dagger definitely has the power to pierce his defense.

"It's not that I am fast. It's that you are too slow." Aisen retracted the dagger and walked to the side of the hospital bed to sit down. "My totem ability is slowness. If you have the core totem, then part of the slowness effect will be automatically bounced off just now. Unfortunately, you don't have it, at least not now. So my ability is fully utilized. The slowness effect is a hundred times more complete Realize. So, when the wind blew the curtains just now, for a moment, I slowly walked behind you, pulled out the dagger, put it against your back, and just gave it a gentle blow. Tsk!"

He imitated the sound of a dagger piercing his body. Then he lowered his head and looked at Garen, who had a calm face but a somewhat downcast look in his eyes.

"This is one-tenth of my ability. Without a core totem, you are no different from a mortal."

Garen's heart kept sinking.

Just now, he had completely raised his vigilance to the highest level, but he still had no ability to react when facing Eisen. If the opponent really wants to kill him, even if he uses all his hard Qigong, he will just hold on for a little longer.

"Okay, okay, leave quickly. As long as you don't come back here, you can go anywhere else." Eisen seemed to have lost interest, so he simply lay down on the hospital bed and waved lazily at Garen.

"last question."

"explain."

Garon paused.

"Are you considered powerful among totem masters?"

"Awesome?" Aisen burst into laughter. "Boy." He sat up and looked at Garen speechlessly. "Totem masters are graded according to the evolutionary form of the totem. My totem is also the second form. There is also the third form behind it. Some large hidden organizations also have unique fourth forms, and there are also talented ultimate bodies that are mutated by talent. I This little bit of strength is just an insignificant splash inside."

"I understand." Garen finally understood some specific levels of strength. The common sense that Teacher Aining gave him was really too outdated and backward.

"There is a small night market nearby. You can go shopping. Just my words are of little use. You have to see it yourself and get in touch with it." Eisen said with obvious persuasion from a good old man. Chong Jialong waved his hand and said no more.

"Thank you." Garen bowed slightly to him.

The other party obviously could ignore him, but he still patiently explained so much to him.

Garen exited the room and just closed the door.

"Be careful on the road, and don't intervene if you see totem masters fighting." Aisen's voice came directly to his ears from inside.

Left the hospital.

Galen bought some clothes to change in Gasca, then took the burned suitcase out of the police station and made a note. The people at the police station seemed to have been informed, and they let him go without any embarrassment or delaying him.

Garen found a hotel to stay at. Baidigaska is a small forest town with only three streets and about a hundred households. There are quite a few hotels, more than a dozen. A typical tourist town.

After paying the room fee for two days, Garen took the suitcase and returned to his room.