Sword and Magic and Taxi

Although Master Yimeng's eyes are blind, his heart is open! He can hear the emotions in everyone's voice and can dig into his inner thoughts, even if he deliberately hides it, it's useless. ┡㈧㈠Chinese "Wen Δ网%⒈" coupled with his knowledgeable, knowledgeable, and proficient in the world, so Zhao Mai once thought that Master Yimeng had psychic powers, and he was still the kind of master-level see-through ability.

There is always a quiet smile on his face: the corner of his mouth is slightly upturned, his eyes are closed and the wrinkles on his forehead stretch. He likes to bask in the sun most, saying that he likes to feel the fiery touch. It is said that the dragon body is that kind of heat. So, shortly after the sun came out, he asked Zhao Mai to move him to the window, bask in the sun, and shake on a chair.

"You can just read the book here, but remember to put it back in place. I can't see it. If you leave it out, I won't be able to find it." The old man sniffed, then raised his dry hand and waved it. . "Hey, why is it beet soup today? I haven't seen him improve after eating for so many years."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Mai put down the book in his hand, took out the purple gold gourd, and poured out a golden pill from it. "Master Yimen, give you a snack, jelly beans!"

The old man pointed to the open mouth and let Zhao Mai put it in, without worrying about being poisoned or something. Jindan melts in your mouth, and the sweet taste fills your mouth. The old man let out a long sigh of relief, "Well, this is good taste."

"It's fine if you are happy." Zhao Mai felt that the oil lamp was too dark, so he wiped it out with his fingers, then took a breath into his palm, and used psychic powers to create a floating ball of light. This will not smoke your eyes, and you can see the text in the book more clearly.

He is reading a book called "The Faith of the Ancestors", which tells about the time when the ancestors came to Westeros through a bridge formed by trees under the sea. How do they deal with the children of the forest, how to learn faith from them, and how to get along with nature. What's rare is that the people who wrote the book are vivid and interesting, and they are not boring to read.

The collection of books in Black Castle is ten times that of Eagle's Nest, and many books are even thousands of years old. The weather here is so cold that there will be no insects to bite. The historic night watchman has always lived here, and the black castle has never been breached, so there will be no damage from war. The gathering of bits and pieces from generation to generation makes this a sea of ​​knowledge in the end.

Zhao Mai selected some books to read, mainly about magic, dragons, and runes in ancient times. The words used in it are different from those currently used by Westeros, but with the help of language proficient tools that are "readable, audible, and utterable," he can understand the meaning smoothly. Master Yimon didn't know this, and thought he had been looking at the historical records left over from modern times.

Another main direction of reading is medicine, or the study of the human body. This is not Zhao Mai’s profession. He only has some words (mainly seen on the Internet) "medical skills", which can be used as a topic for chatting, and it is killing people when used to treat diseases... Master Yimeng’s medical skills cannot catch up. The ability of modern medical treatment, but it is no problem for enlightenment.

Especially in the treatment of trauma, frostbite, and cold diseases, some of the prescriptions of Master Yimeng are quite effective in combination with Westeros's unique animals, plants and minerals. No one’s wisdom can be underestimated, even if their food is extremely poor...

"You eat this all day long?" How does Zhao Mai think of his bowl of soup? It is said that there are potatoes, beets, lamb, and cheese inside, but Zhao Mai can't distinguish them from the appearance. I tasted it, um, not in terms of taste. It is said that the highest level of the canteen is to fry all the dishes into one taste, but it does not say that it can destroy the basic structure of matter, even the appearance becomes the same?

"Sam didn't come back, this one is for Master Yimon, you can quickly take it over while it is hot." Gregory, who was chewing tobacco in his mouth, was immune to everyone's complaints, and waved Zhao Mai away. "Next!" he shouted.

Master Yimeng’s dinner was a lot more delicate, at least Zhao Mai could see that it was pumpkin chicken porridge, and the presentation and taste were excellent. This shows that they have the ability to prepare food, why do they have to cook so that nothing can be seen and nothing can be tasted?

On the road, I ran into Bowen Marsi, the chief of the general secretary, and Zhao Mai brought up this question. Sir Marcy was a little embarrassed, but still replied: "Sometimes, the supplies are not sufficient, and it is better for you to not know what you are eating."

Zhao Mai is in awe, and the terrible canteen actually has this effect. Marvin blushed and said to Zhao Mai: "I went to see Master Yimeng before, and he praised you very much. He said that there is a letter from King's Landing, let me ask you for it."

"Oh, no problem." Zhao Mai took out the letter he carried with him and handed it to him. "Originally, Master Yimon told me to wait for the commander-in-chief to return and give it to him."

"The situation has changed, and I happened to come to Master Yimen to report this matter before."

"Can you tell me?"

Bowen thought for a while, and then said: "Anyway, you live here, not a night watchman, it's almost the same. You'll know sooner or later. It's okay to tell you. But whatever the news, just listen to it, don't pass it on."

"I just assumed it had long ears and my mouth was frozen." Zhao Mai agreed.

"The young man who went to the other side of the Great Wall to take the oath found the corpse, belonging to our missing Ranger brothers. Before you come, about half a year, Xi Ranger Banyang Stark took eight brothers to the north to investigate. But I can’t go back. Now it seems that the bodies of three of them are found in the heart of the woods. The commander took people to check the situation. I just received a message from there that the condition of the body is weird and I am going to let Master Yimeng Look also."

"I can take Master Yimen to the Great Wall~www.NovelMTL.com~How can you make the master trek hard?" Bowen frowned and shook his head: "The commander will bring the body back."

"Okay..." Zhao Mai's strategy failed again. "By the way, why don't you look at what the letter says?"

"What's the matter?" Bowen opened the rolled up letter paper. After reading two lines, his whole face was red as hot, and his eyes were wide and round, almost jumping out of his eye sockets: "I Go ahead! This is... this is going to happen! I have to go there and wait for the Commander-in-Chief. The sooner I let him know, the better."

"Can I go with you?" Zhao Mai said, "I also want to see the expression of Master Commander."

"I want to be beautiful!" Bowen pointed to the bowl in Zhao Mai's hand, and said angrily: "Hurry up and deliver the food to Master Yimen, don't think of running around!"

"Is this cursed? Just forbid me to cross the Great Wall..." Zhao Mai was holding his rice bowl, muttering non-stop, stepping up the wooden stairs and heading towards the place where Master Yimeng lived. The reserve of food followed behind him, wagging his tail, licking his mouth, as if the soup meaning "cannot distinguish anything" was still not exhausted. (To be continued.)