It was an ugly, pale, rough, cruel face. Gede wasn't afraid of anyone, but he might be afraid of where such a person would take him. But he nodded, and the two moved on. The path they walked was really just a remnant path, a barren area of light snow and bare bushes. From time to time, there are forks in the road that cross or branch out. At this time, the smoke from the chimneys of Inner Xuan City had disappeared in the darkening noon behind them. Where they should have gone, or where they had gone, was completely out of sight. Only the wind kept blowing from the east. After a few hours of walking, Ged thought he saw a small dot in the distance to the northwest, on the hill where they were heading, like white fangs, against the backdrop of the sky. But the light of the day was fading, and when they were up the other slope of the path, Ged could see that the little dot that looked like a tower or a tree was more dim than before.

"Are we going there?" He asked, pointing there.

Skiwo didn't answer, just tightened his fur-studded Ousco-style pointed tail hood and continued to struggle. Ged strode after him, they had come a long way. The monotonous pace and the long and hard days and nights of work on board made Ge feel tired. He began to feel as if he had been walking beside this silent man, through the silent gloomy land, and he was going to go on and on. His inherent caution and purpose were dulled, as if he were walking aimlessly in a long dream.

Outak moved in his pocket, and his mind was disturbed by a vague hint of fear. He forced himself to speak: Skissworth, it's dark, and it's snowing again. How far is it going? ”

After a pause, the other party did not turn his head, but replied: "It's not far away." ”

But his voice didn't sound like a human voice, but like a brute without lips and a rough voice barely speaking.

Gotta stop. In the twilight of the day, all around is empty mountains stretching in all directions, and sparse snow is falling down. Ged shouted, "Schipwood! The other party stopped, turned around, and there was no face under the pointed hood! Before Gede could cast spells or summon power, the corpse puppet spoke in a gruff voice: "Gede! ”

In this way, it is too late for the young Gede to want to transform, and he can only lock himself in his real existence, and must face the corpse puppet defenselessly like this. In this strange place, even if he wanted to summon any help, he couldn't help it, because he didn't know anything about the people and things here, so it was impossible for him to come to help. He stood alone, and between him and his opponent, there was only the yew cane in his right hand.

The thing that had swallowed Skisswood's mind and taken possession of his flesh was using Schipwood's form to take a step forward towards Geder, and his arms were reaching out to him. Filled with the fear that surged up, Ge Depo jumped to his feet, and his cane reached out to touch the hood of the dark shadow's face. With this violent blow, the opponent's hood and cloak almost completely collapsed to the ground, as if there was nothing but wind in it, but after a tumbling and flapping, he stood up again. The essence of the corpse puppet form has long been gradually lost, like the air outside the empty shell of a human form, and the unreal ** wears a real black shadow. At this moment, the black shadow twitched and swelled like the wind, trying to grasp Ged as it had done in the Rouk Mound. If it is allowed to succeed, it will leave Schipwood's shell and enter Gede's **, devouring and possessing Gede from the inside out, which is also all of it**. Got struck again with his heavy smoking cane, trying to knock him down, but it came back, and he struck again, and then threw the cane, because the cane was already on fire, burning his hand to the ground. He stepped back, then immediately turned and ran.

Gede ran, and the corpse puppet that was only one step away also followed, although he couldn't win, but he never fell behind too much. Gede never looked back, he ran, ran, through the vast expanse of unsheltered factories and twilight. At one point, the corpse puppet called Gede's name again with a blowing voice, although the corpse puppet had taken away Gede's magic power, fortunately, there was no strength to overcome his physical strength, so it could not force Gede to stop, and Gede could keep running.

The night darkened the corpses and puppets, and snowflakes covered the path, making it impossible to see the road clearly. His pulse raced in his eyes, and his breath burned in his throat. In fact, Gede is no longer really running, but dragging his pace forward. Strangely, the corpse puppet didn't seem to be able to catch him, but just kept following him, muttering at him. At this time, Gede suddenly realized: all his life, that small voice had been in his ears, but he couldn't hear it; But now, he could hear clearly. He must surrender, he must give up, he must stop. However, he continued to climb a long and dark slope desperately. He felt a light somewhere ahead, and he felt he heard a voice in front of him, shouting "Come!" somewhere above him! Come! ”

He wanted to answer, but there was no sound. The faint light grew clear, hanging high in the doorway directly in front of him. He didn't see the wall, but he saw the gate. This brought him to a halt, and the corpse claired up and grabbed his cloak and struggled on either side to hold him from behind. With the last of his strength, Gede threw himself into the faintly glowing door. He wanted to turn around and close the door to keep the puppet from entering, but his legs couldn't get bigger, and he staggered to find a support point. The lights swirled in his eyes. He felt like he had fallen, and even felt that he had been caught as he fell, and from exhaustion, he fainted, and his mind was dark.

Chapter 7: Eagle Flying

After Gede woke up, he lay down for a long time. The only thing he knew: it was good to be awake, because he hadn't expected to wake up; It was nice to see the light, and he was in the unobstructed sunlight. He felt like he was floating in the light, or drifting on a boat on the tranquil waters. Eventually, he figured out that he was in bed, but it was not the same as the one he had slept in before. The bed has a bed frame, supported by four tall carved columns, and the mattress is thick velvet, which is why Ge is able to float for himself. Above the bed is a maroon canopy that keeps out the wind. Lianzi on both sides was tied, and Gede looked out and saw a room with stone walls and stone floors. Through the three high windows, he could see the field outside, bare and russet, with patches of snow piling up here and there in the mild winter sun. This room must be very high from the floor, because you can see far away from the window.

As he got up, a satin sheet with a fluffy heart slipped to the side, and he found himself dressed in silk silver, like a landlord. On a chair beside the bed, he had been given a pair of leather boots and a fur-lined cloak. He sat calmly and sluggishly for a while, like a demonic man, before he stood up and reached for his staff, but it was gone.

Although his right hand was tied with plaster, the palm and fingers were burned, and now he felt pain, and he felt soreness all over.

He stood still for a moment before calling out in a low and hopeless voice, "Brother Hou...... ......"Because the fierce but loyal little creature is gone, and the quiet little soul that once brought him back to the realm of the dead. Did it follow him when he ran last night? Was that last night, or was it many nights ago? He didn't know. All this is vague, the corpses, the burning canes, the running, the whispering calls, the gates, none of them can be remembered clearly. Even now, nothing is clear. He whispered his pet's name again, but he didn't hold out hope, tears welling up in his eyes.

There was a faint ringing somewhere in the distance. The second bell rang pleasantly outside the door. Behind him, at the other end of the room, a door opened, and a woman entered. "Sparrowhawk, welcome." She smiled.

The woman was young and tall, dressed in white and silver. A silver net pinned to his head resembles a crown. The long hair cascaded down like a black waterfall.

Gede bowed stiffly.

"You don't remember me, I guess."

"Remember you? Madam? ”

He had never seen such a beautiful woman in his life, dressed up so commensurate with his beauty, only the Lady of Evendao who came to the festival with her husband during the Rihui Festival of Jouk Island was comparable to it. But the people on the island are like a faint candle flame, but the woman in front of her is like a silver crescent.

"I don't think you remember," she smiled, "and despite your forgetfulness, you're still as popular here as an old friend." ”

"What is this place?" Gede asked, still feeling stiff and inflexible. He found it difficult to talk to the lady, even without looking at her. The clothes of the princes and nobles on his body made him feel strange, the stones on the ground were unfamiliar, and even the main breath of breathing was strange: he was not himself, not his former self.

"This main tower is called 'Teru Neng Palace'. My husband's name is Bandersk, and he rules the land from the edge of the Kexen Heath to the north of the Eus Mountains. He also guards a precious stone called 'Iron Roneng'. As for me, the people in the Ousco area call me Xi Rui, which means 'silver' in their language. As for you, I know that people sometimes call you 'Sparrowhawk', and that you were trained to be a wizard on the Island of the Wise. ”

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