Sword and Magic and Taxi

The hill rises suddenly from the dense forest, isolated and abrupt. Even if it is far away, you can see the peak blown by the strong wind. The snow is scattered, like a huge white flag has been erected on the top of the mountain.

This is the Ancestor Boxing Peak, a commanding height overlooking the surroundings. The night watchman finally arrived here, and fortunately found that this place was not occupied or used by wild men. Although climbing is an arduous journey, it also means that the suffering along the way will finally come to an end. Even if everyone knows that, afterwards, they will dig out ruins, build fortifications, and then stick to them, but at least there will be places to sit and lie down, which is better than marching all day.

Jon's ice wolves just didn't want to go to this mountain, even if they gave orders, he never knew why. He couldn't see it with the naked eye, but Zhao Mai could see it clearly. Zhao Mai didn't want to go up, he found that the ancestors' boxing peak, as the northernmost battle fortress, also had its own magic protection to expel those who were not human beings. It is a pity that although he has arms and legs, in the eyes of the ancestors, Zhao Mai could not be regarded as a "person".

"I'll go look around." Zhao Mai said. It's not your own world, it's really controlled everywhere! Xiao Hua stayed in the car to study the runes of the strange ghosts, while the grain reserves and Bai Ling followed him, making him seem to be abducting Jon's wolf.

"Mike?" Samwell Tully yelled, "It really is you. Are you fully recovered!"

Zhao Mai looked at the two buckets in Sam's hand, and said in surprise: "They asked you to carry water here?"

Sam shook his shoulders: "I checked the information. There should be hot spring wells on the mountain. Unfortunately, it is completely frozen now, so I can't get water. I lost the bet, so I had to go down the mountain and get two buckets of water."

"You can try the medicine I taught you, throw it into the well, maybe it can boil." Zhao Mai said. "Elder Xiong is here to wait for the Shadow Tower and the people of Donghaiwang, which means that you have to stay here for a long time, and you can't bear to carry water every day."

"I will try your method. If it works, it's best. If it doesn't work, I want to try to put up a sling and lift the water directly from the top of the mountain." Sam said, "I've seen something similar in Jiao Ling."

"You are a person who is good at using your brain, very good, keep it going."

"Mike, thank you, you are the first person to praise me like this." Sam scratched his head: "I heard that you fought an alien and tried to save a child. I hope I can be as brave as you and able to If you muster up the courage to save others, I am always scared."

"It's a pity that I didn't succeed." Zhao Mai felt heartache at the thought of the baby who was used as a bomb by the strange ghost. He looked at Sam and knew that this kind-hearted fat man would always want to help others, but he was always worried that he could not do well. So Zhao Mai said to him: "Sam, everyone is afraid, including me. This is the nature of creatures. The only people in this world who don’t know that they are afraid are ghosts, and the ghouls who attacked the black castle. , They are all dead souls, there is no fear anymore. I have heard people say that fear is the source of wisdom, because of fear, people will be forced to think. So don’t worry about your fear, and don’t blame yourself for fear , This means that you look more carefully and think more. You actually have very good practical skills, and not everyone can successfully prepare natural firework potions for the first time."

Sam blushed, a little embarrassed. As soon as he was about to say something humble, he heard Bai Ling screaming from the front. The two ran over, seeing Bai Ling spinning around a piece of land, scratching the ground with his claws.

"Is there anything down there?" Sam said. He looked around, brought a thin stone slab as a shovel, squatted on the ground and started digging.

"Aliang, watch the surrounding area." Zhao Mai looked at the frozen ground and said to Sam: "I'll find some firewood to heat the ground to make it easier to dig."

When he came back with a bunch of branches, Jon also arrived. He heard Bai Ling's voice from a distance, worried about what might happen, so he came quickly. Sam couldn't dig as deep with the stone chips, and the frozen ground was like rock. So the three set up a fire, heated a layer of soil and dug a layer. Although troublesome, it was much less labor-saving than before.

It turns out that the frozen soil is not thick, that is, as much as a punch down on the surface, and soft and sandy soil below. Jon grabbed a handful, which contained neither stones nor roots of plants. This shows that no matter what is buried, the time will not be too long. Digging down for a while, a piece of clothing was exposed.

"Isn't it a corpse?" Sam shook his hand, and the stone shovel fell from his hand.

"It's the night watchman's black cloak!" Jon hurriedly pulled away the surrounding soil and pulled out what was buried inside. It was a circular package with a diameter of nearly one meter, and the contents clinked. Could it be a treasure? But the feel of it is not like a coin. Will the night watchman wrap coins in his cloak? Obviously impossible.

The cloak and the soil in the pit are still new, indicating that it has not been buried for a long time. Who will it be? Jon thought of his missing uncle, Benyang Stark, the chief ranger of the Night Watch. Could this be his clothes and things, and why should they be buried here?

What is buried? Prompted by curiosity, he quickly opened the package with a dagger and unfolded the cloak. What's inside is presented to everyone, there are a dozen knives, a large number of leaf-shaped spear tips, and countless arrows. They are all black and stone, and the simple polishing gives them an original feel.

He picked up a knife and put it in his hand. It was as light as a feather and shining with black light. This thing needs a handle to be used, but it will definitely be a good weapon. The light of the torch pulsed on the blade, and the cut surface like fish scales reflected the mottled light and shadow.

"This thing looks a little crisp, but it's so sharp!" Sam tried it, and the leather looked like paper in front of it.

"There's still something down there!" Jon digs out and finds a small bag from the pit. After opening it, it was found that it was an old horn, made of horns and inlaid with bronze on the edges. He tossed over and looked at it for a while, but could not find any word mark to help identify it, and it couldn't sound, so he put it aside.

"This is Dragon Crystal, also called Obsidian." Sam said: "I saw this in the night watchman's account book. In the past, the children of the forest often gifted the night watchman obsidian, but this is the first time I have seen the real thing. "

Zhao Mai picked up a black stone knife with a handle ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and held it in his hand, "I have seen obsidian, but this is definitely not the ordinary obsidian I have seen. How is it processed? It is thin and thin. Sharp?"

"I don't know, but these things seem to have been specially left for the night watchman." Jon said: "I'm thinking, will this be left by my uncle Benyang Stark?"

"Yeah, maybe that's the case!" Sam knew that Jon had been admiring and worried about his uncle, so he quickly said: "He may have seen the direction we are heading, so he buried these things at Ancestor Fist Peak."

"Then why doesn't he come to see us?"

"Maybe... maybe something else is delayed?" Sam said that, but he didn't believe it himself.

Zhao Mai condenses the power of ice in the palm of his hand. Although it is not as pure as a strange ghost, it is almost the same in energy characteristics. Picking up the dragon crystal dagger and stab it, like a soldering iron deep into the ice, the power of the ice immediately disappeared and vanished.

"This weapon has special effects on ghosts and ghouls." Zhao Mai affirmed: "I think it is very good to equip the night watchman." (To be continued.)