"Who are you?" asked the old dwarf woman rhetorically.

"I'm the tall Ike," Ike replied without hesitation.

When the old woman heard this, she walked up slowly, squinted at him with her hot and scarlet eyes, and said in amazement, "Like, really like." ”

"Like whom?" said the tall Ike who took a step back in fright.

"Like another 'tall one', hehe, maybe you're really his descendant, but he's already dead in the fire of Midsummer Hall, and he can't even find his body. The old woman was obviously very curious about the tall Ike, and kept looking at him.

"Is it the tall Sir Duncan, have you seen him, mother-in-law?" asked Rona curiously, knowing a little about the legendary Kingsguard in history.

Duncan the Tall killed Daemon Blackfire, the leader of the Fourth Blackfire Rebellion, and each Blackfire Rebellion was so harmful that corpses littered the field.

"I've seen him, the tall Duncan is a real knight. The old woman seemed to remember something, and paused for a moment with her cane, and then suddenly exclaimed, "The old woman wants to drink, and I will tell you the wine." ”

Percy had to give her his wine bag, and he was the only one of the few who brought the wine with him, but he complained as he gave it, "Old fellow, be careful to drink yourself to death." ”

The old woman looked at the bald head with scarlet eyes again, and smiled, "Maybe you died earlier." ”

The bald head moved the long hammer unhappily, but when he looked at the old woman in front of him, who was less than a meter tall and staggering, he didn't even bother to say anything cruel.

The old woman took a big sip, the wine dripping from her chin, put down the bag, wiped her mouth with the back of her wrinkled hand, and said, "The tall Duncan is more than two meters tall, and often calls himself stupid, but it seems to me that it is just the humble words of that fellow." He came from a poor background, coming from a flea nest in the slums of King's Landing, but eventually became the captain of the Kingsguard, and was called 'best friend, forever' by King Aegon V Targaryen. ”

"However, it's a pity that he died, the Targaryen wanted to hatch dragon eggs with 'wildfire', but the 'wildfire' got out of control, not only the whimsical king himself died in the fire, but the tall Duncan also died in it, although he didn't have to die, it's a pity, it's a pity. ”

So saying, the old woman poured the rest of the wine into it, shook the wine bag, and sighed again to make sure that there was no wine.

"Some time ago, old woman, I had a dream, I dreamed that the wildfires were burning all over the sky, and countless people were wailing. I also dreamed of a wedding, and the maiden's hair was hidden with a purple viper, and deadly juice dripped from its teeth, and I dreamed of many things. ”

"I still dreamed of you," said the old woman, turning her head to Jones, "I smell death in you, come closer, and let me come and see you." ”

Jones also walked up curiously, he wanted to hear what the old woman had to say.

The old woman looked at him with dark red eyes and whispered, "It's really you, Black Knight, blasphemer. Death and Killing, Catastrophe ......"

Her skinny body trembled and sobbed. "How can you come to my hill? It's so cruel, it's so cruel, I've tasted all my sorrows in the Summer Hall, and I don't want to feel you anymore. Get out of here, Black Heart, get out of here!"

The old woman stepped back as she spoke, and her voice was full of fear, making everyone wonder if she was crazy.

Except for the charm.

"God-chattering old fellow, let me give you a ride. ”

As he spoke, he drew his sharp knife and swung it at the old woman.

The old woman screamed, and the pimple black cane in her hand quickly grew branches and wrapped around Time.

Like the sound of metal clashing, Ti Mei didn't even split the branches.

The old woman took the opportunity to retreat behind the fish beam with far more agility than before, and cried out pleadingly, "When the old woman begs you, stay away from me." ”

After saying that, a large number of crows flew out of the Yuliang wood, hovering over everyone's heads, accompanied by a terrible cry of 'wow-wow-', and the crow's scarlet eyes shuttled back and forth in the dark night like burning arrows.

Even Ti Mei was startled by the strange scene in front of her, and although the old woman did not paint her lips purple, she behaved like a witch. In the Scorching Ministry, the status of witches is very high.

"My lord, should we chase it? Percy asked nervously, swallowing at the foam.

Jones looked at the crowd, these people did not frown when they stabbed with swords and guns, but at this moment their faces were full of nervousness and hesitation.

This is a normal reaction to the unknown.

In fact, Jones himself was very uneasy, although he fought desperately, but he was still a cautious and insecure person by nature, otherwise he would not have worn such a thick armor and was unwilling to take it off.

He finally shook his head and said, "Forget it for now, after all, this is all fish beams, not a place where you can fight." ”

At the same time, I also secretly thought in my heart, this old woman is indeed not simple, you might as well inquire and come back again.

Then the people moved a little below the top of the hill and camped there.

At least you can dodge the crows that ooze people.

......

Percy saw that the atmosphere was a little dull, especially the usually happy tall Ike also had a gloomy face at this time, so he took the initiative to say, "Old women like to tell some terrible stories, what the smell of death, blasphemers, disasters, which scare us as children." ”

"It's not like an old woman who only tells horror stories," Jones said, shaking his head, thinking like Percy, things were getting simpler, but too careless.

"But even if she's a witch, how much can she believe," Carter said, "such strange people, living with lies all year round, and no one knows what they're thinking." ”

Jones didn't speak, thinking, "It seems that this world is not so simple. ”

He had secretly been exposed to magic in the school city, but even if he was as knowledgeable as Dr. Malwyn, Jones had never seen him let go of a 'fireball technique', so he always thought that magic was completely invisible, at least it would not have much impact on real life.

As for the fact that 10,000 years ago, the Children of the Forest cast a spell and turned the middle of Westeros into the swamp neck it is today, which he thought was just a myth.

There is no shortage of such myths and stories in any civilization.

......

The crow's cry and the crackling of the fire as it subsided.

The night was getting deeper.

However, this tranquility was broken by the vigilant guards in the middle of the night.

"There's an army coming. The guards shouted loudly, waking everyone up from their sleep.

Not far away, a looming 'fire dragon' appeared, and judging from the length of the fire dragon, there were a lot of people coming.

"My lord, what are we going to do?"