51 Doom Beginnings 1

For one or twenty days in a row, Garon practiced Baiyun Martial Arts under the supervision and guidance of the second senior brother, and after correcting all the mistakes that might lead to dark injuries to his body, the second senior brother Farak had time to deal with his own affairs.

Because of the personal guidance of the second senior brother Farak every day, the two attribute points that Garon has accumulated over the past few days cannot be used at all. Once used, this abrupt enhancement will also make the second senior brother realize that something is wrong, which may reveal the secret of his ability.

Bang!!

In a brightly lit workout room, two arm-thick black iron rods slammed into Garon's back and chest, and beads of sweat were smashed open and splashed onto the concrete floor beneath his feet.

The two sturdy martial arts hall students were panting and holding iron rods, and they no longer had the strength to raise them and continue to beat.

"Alright, I'm sorry for you, let's go down and rest first. ”

Garon straightened up and moved the muscles of his lower upper body.

"It's Senior Brother Garon. The two students hurriedly put down the iron rod and hurried out of the room as if they were amnesty.

Garon was the only one in the center of the room, white light streaming in through the side windows and falling on his nakedness, reflecting a damp sweat sheen.

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Garon let out a long exhale, and his muscles gradually relaxed.

The street outside the room was faintly filled with the sound of accordion music and noisy human voices.

Garon looked at the window.

"Recently, the city hall held a celebration to complete the statue of the center, and it was so lively for many days. ”

Walk up to the window and look down. This is a street-facing practice room in the martial arts hall on the second floor, and you can just see the street scene at the entrance of the martial arts hall.

A group of children in red clothes and black hats were walking past the entrance of the martial arts hall, holding small flags with black and white stripes on them. These children looked around from time to time, and the queue was also chaotic, but the delicate skin and cute and innocent little faces also immediately attracted a large number of people on both sides of the street to watch the excitement. There are also relatives and parents who follow the procession, cheering for their children. Bursts of chaotic shouts mingled together, vaguely rhythmic.

On both sides of the street, there are several rectangular tables with white tablecloths, and fruit pastries and cakes are placed on them. Some people had already run to the table and sat down to taste the beauty, and many of them were beautiful little girls. Even on the second floor, Garon could smell the sweet aroma of bread and cake, as well as the aroma of wheat cake and pea cake.

The two students who helped Garon beat his body just now were also among them, sitting beside the two girls with a smile on their faces.

Garon couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

No wonder they looked reluctant. ”

"That's for sure, you can't forget what holiday it is, right?" said the voice of the third senior brother Garcia from behind.

Garon turned his head and saw Garcia's hair shaved naked, with no white hair left, and the top of his head was covered with bandages. Wearing a white suit, it gives people the weird feeling of a monk wearing a suit.

"What festival? Isn't the central statue built by the city hall finished?" Garon was stunned for a moment, and then asked rhetorically.

"It's Carnival!!Carnival!!" Garcia rubbed his head speechlessly, "Are you stupid to practice your brains? Even Carnival hides in the house and practices alone." It's a once-a-year festival. ”

"Carnival," Garon snapped. "Every year on December 30th, I almost forgot about the carnival"

He pulled the clothes from the shelves and slowly put them on, covering the strong muscles of his upper body.

"Third Senior Brother, what about you, why do you have time to go back to the martial arts hall, shouldn't you go out and have a good time these days?"

Garcia said angrily: "If I hadn't been injured by the sparring with my senior sister, it would have been your turn to go out and play! Okay, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, anyway, you should also have someone to visit, right?"

"Yes," Garon smiled, got dressed, and picked up the key hanging on the shelf, "Then I'll go first, thank you, Senior Brother, if you hadn't reminded me, I would have really missed something important today." ”

"Just bring me something delicious when you come back. Garcia waved his hand.

Garon walked out of the practice room, casually washed off the sweat on his hair and face with tap water, and went straight out.

As soon as I walked out of the door, a chaotic rush of heat rushed in from outside, and people all gathered on both sides of the street, watching the procession slowly passing in the center of the street, and at this time an acrobatic troupe was slowly passing by. From time to time, pigeons conjured by magic fluttered into the sky.

Garon walked slowly down the street towards Pennington Street. After turning a few intersections, I bought a few egg tarts and two cups of tomato juice from a roadside vendor stall, and walked directly to the dolphin antique store with them in my hand.

The antique shop was open, and it was noon, and the old man Geguo sat at the door of the store with a wooden stool, smiling at the beautiful girls who passed by from time to time.

The girls wore cool red skirts and white stockings, and from time to time raised their hands with fluffy silver threads, shouting slogans.

"Yali School Park! Always the strongest!"

The girls, who were no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, looked youthful and energetic, and were passing by the antique shop in a neat row.

Garon stood on the side of the street across the line of girls, looked at the old man opposite, smiled at him, and raised the food he was carrying.

He is strong and tall, with short black and purple hair and dark red eyes, and a handsome face, plus his strength has become stronger and stronger recently, and his physical fitness is getting better and better. From time to time, the girls in the team raised their eyebrows at him, looking very interested.

"Hey, handsome guy~~"

A blonde beauty broke away from the group slightly and bumped into Garon, who was standing on the side, and the beauty's dark blue eyes looked at Garon as if it meant to be teasing. With a silent flick in his hand, a small white note suddenly hit Garon's body, and he caught it.

"You're beautiful. But," Garon shrugged, clutching the note and shaking his head slightly.

A hint of disappointment flashed in the blonde beauty's eyes.

The group of girls slowly walked away, and from time to time there were constant slogans. There were also quite a few people watching the bustle on the streets on both sides, and Gareon squeezed past a few people in the way and walked towards the antique shop opposite.

"How's it going, old man? He sat directly on the steps next to the old man Geguo, and he didn't think there was any dust on it. Then pass the tomato juice and egg tart in your hand.

"It's still the same.,The girl in Yali School Park was pretty just now, right? I was tempted, but I saw someone take the initiative to hand you a note!"

"I'm still so obsessed with it when I'm old. Garon was speechless.

"Mom!!" a little boy ran past Garon, unable to stand on his feet, and fell with a pop.

Garon picked up the boy and told him to stand firm, but the boy did not cry, but continued to scream and run forward, and threw himself into the arms of a beautiful young woman. The young woman smiled kindly at Garon, thanked him, and turned to lead the boy away.

The old man looked at the little boy's figure, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

"If my grandson were still around, he would be about the same age"

Garon heard the amazement in the old man's words, and there was no interface, just took a sip of tomato juice, looked at the lively street, and waited for the old man's next words.

"At the beginning, because of me, my son and daughter were affected. It's a pity" The old man Geguo took a sip of tomato juice and slurred his mouth, "It's a pity that there is no regret medicine on this shijie"

"What's the point of regretting or something?" Garon said lightly, "Looking back, I think the only point is to learn from the lessons and grow." ”

The old man smiled. "You're too young to understand. He took a long breath, "When you're old enough to remember most of your life, you'll understand." ”

"Perhaps. Garon was noncommittal, with no expression on his face.

"Kid Garon. The old man's tone suddenly became formal, "Have you always been curious that I came here alone to open an antique shop?"

"Curious?weishenme want to be curious, isn't it nice to live like this, plain?" Garon gave the old man a strange look. "By the way, do you want to continue studying today?"

"Of course, learning this kind of thing must be insisted on every day, and it cannot be broken. The old man settled down and stood up, "Come in, today is a holiday, so I will give you a special treatment." ”

Garon somehow got up and walked into the antique shop, watching the old man close the door and illuminate the room with a beam of light from the small window above the door.

Old man Geguo took out two large books from the back room, sat on the desk, and pointed to the two books. "These two books are the standard textbooks that I will explain to you in the future, you can read them at will first, there will be no big errors in the content, I have carefully distinguished and corrected them, you can rest assured. ”

"Thank you. Garon casually opened the book on it, and saw that the pages were full of annotations and key points recorded in red pen, and then turned back, and most of the more than 2,000 pages were actually all there.

He changed to the following book, opened it, and it was still the same scene.

"These are the two books I annotated a long time ago, and all the errors and omissions have been corrected, and they were originally intended for my grandson, but I didn't expect them to be used by you first. The old man added.

Garon smiled, knowing that the old man had prepared a book for him, but he was afraid that he would be stressed, so he deliberately said that it was for other people, and by the way, he gave it to him. Because the notes on the page are very new, and some time ago he inadvertently told the old man that he wanted systematic study materials, but he didn't expect to really take out two tomes for him today.

To be honest, looking at the tome full of pages full of detailed annotations and corrections, Garon was also a little moved in his heart, and he didn't know how much time the old man had secretly spent to get out.

"After reading these two books, can you almost get started?" he asked, closing the two tomes.

"Almost, the next step is to practice the hand-to-hand identification, you have to go through the object with your own hands, in order to really improve your identification level. In addition, it is necessary to know the characteristics and history of various objects. The old man took out a pair of glasses and slowly began to wipe them.

Garon took the stool and sat down, nodded, and sat down squarely across from the old man.

"What should I talk about today?"

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