A man walked out from the opposite side and stepped forward to take the money bag from Galiman's hand, "We need to inspect your goods before we can let you in." ”

This question had already been discussed with the goblin merchant when he walked over, so Garriman nodded his head in agreement, and the three of them walked back to the wooden fence gate with the caravan.

The captain-like man ordered a group of guards to inspect the goods, and Garriman looked at the scars and blood stains on the armor of the guards, and smelled the rancid stench of expired spoiled protein wafting in the air, almost knowing that they had also been attacked by ghouls.

It's not surprising that ghouls who mutate into undead creatures as they eat things they shouldn't eat are generally all kinds of beasts, and of course, there are also occasional intelligent creatures who are tricked, these ghouls not only have hatred and jealousy for the living like other kinds of undead creatures, but also have the feeling of endless hunger that comes with them when they eat, and are low-level undead monsters that will attack the living like zombies and eat them up.

Garriman glanced sideways at the wooden fence door, and couldn't see what they were doing in the dim light of the torches, so he asked the patrol leader directly at him, "You guys seem to have been attacked by ghouls here, right?" ”

"Also? Are those skinless monsters called ghouls? Did you meet it on the way over? The patrol captain looked back at the doorway, then turned back and asked with a frown.

"Yes, we were on our way here, and just as we were resting at the fork in the road half a day's way, suddenly twenty ghouls came out of the forest and attacked the caravan, with these miscellaneous heads hanging from our last wagon." Garriman pointed to the rear of the convoy, where the guards had already checked over.

The patrol captain waited for the guard to run over from the back of the convoy with the head of a ghoul, took the head from his hand and looked at it carefully, nodded and said, "Although it looks a little different, this ghost that even the muscles on the face grow sideways and tear the skin on the face is a ghoul." ”

"Of course, ghouls are mutated from some creatures after eating food with strong negative energy, and the common ghouls are mutated from various beasts in the forest, just like the ghoul head in your hand that is mutated from a wolf, and you can also see the snout." Garriman said, pointing to the ghoul's protruding mouth.

The patrol captain looked at Garriman talking eloquently, and his face under the torch was a little surprised, "Seeing that you said it so clearly, are you a scholar?" ”

"Yes, I'm a scholar, and I'm a mage."

"That's great, I wonder if you know what toxins are in the people who have been injured by ghouls? Several soldiers wounded by ghouls had already fallen in the battalion. "This time, the patrol captain's expression was already full of respect, and he was not as vigilant as he was at the beginning.

Garriman repeated the method of curing corpse poison that he had told Rutav and the others earlier, and gestured to the goblin merchant with a look.

Although this situation did not pass the gas before, but as a businessman who traveled south and north, Vivier's ability to observe words and emotions and his own emotional intelligence must not be low, and after being stunned for a while, he immediately understood what Garriman meant, at this time, sending a light explosive bomb to help the patrol team treat the wounded here is tantamount to sending charcoal in the snow, this favor must be written down by the entire patrol team, not only for the Vivier Chamber of Commerce It is a good opportunity for a million profits, everyone present has this relationship, I don't know how much more convenience will be provided in the future.

While handing the patrol captain the only remaining lightblast bomb, Garriman added: "If this happens again in the future, there is no such thing as a lightblast bomb, you can also use sunflower pollen mixed with photocrystalline powder to apply a warm compress to the wound, although the effect will be much lower, but it can still slow down the spread of the toxin, and if you speed it up, you can still send it to the temple to be treated by the priest." ”

"Thank you very much for your reminder and help, if you are not in a hurry, can you wait for me to bring some wounded soldiers back to the city?" The patrol captain invited.

The three of them exchanged glances, and they were all in favor of resting near the patrol camp for a while, after all, after walking for nearly ten hours, both men and horses were already very tired.

Once you enter this wooden fence, you are no longer surrounded by a road surrounded by various trees, but a continuous field. After the caravan rested here for an hour, the patrol captain joined the caravan with six flatbed carts pulled by oxen and set off together.

After walking for another six hours, the group walked along the fields, where here and there were scattered peasants with torches and struggling to inspect their fields.

Brought Flo City, at this time Flo City was ajar with the city gates, opening a gap large enough for two cars to walk side by side, but not many people were entering and leaving the city gates.

And because there were his own people like the patrol captain in the group, the city gate guards of Flo City quickly checked the goods of the caravan, and Garriman also saw the patrol captain and the city guards talking familiarly.

After entering the city, the patrol captain said goodbye to Garriman and them, "Thank you very much for telling us how to treat corpse poison this time, if you have any trouble in the city, you can go to the streets of the War Horse District to find me, just ask the location of the Alken family to find me, and I will do my best to help you and your caravan." ”

With that, Captain Tyre Arken left with his men.

Garriman watched them leave, turned around and shrugged, and smiled at the goblin merchant, "It seems that this patrol captain has misunderstood something. ”

"Don't worry about this little problem," the goblin merchant laughed as if he had stolen a chicken, and he quickly changed the subject, "Master Mage, now that you're in Flo City, are you still going to pass with us?" ”

"Of course, I'm looking for a place to live anyway, so I might as well join you." Garriman nodded, he still wanted to continue to hire this group of adventurers to escort him back to the Winter Wolf Territory, he had just experienced the seven-day Black Sun period, and the roads around the country were definitely going to be chaotic for a while.

Calriman calculated the time carefully, more than six days had passed since the seven-day period of the black sun, and by tomorrow, everyone would surely see the bright sun again.

It's just that I don't know if these people can accept the much more enthusiastic sun at once.

It's been dark for a long time, no matter what big things happen, life still has to be lived, so the streets of Flo City are still a little lively, and the shops are still open, but they are suddenly depressed a lot, but the inn is crowded with people from all over the city who are stranded in the city, and the caravan and his party have spent a lot of gold coins to hug the backyard of a shop and settle down their twenty or so people.