Jon took what Zhao Mai handed him, rattled it, and left as if sleepwalking—the bad news from the south was enough for him to think about, and he should stay where he was for a while. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 After all, he is just a fifteen-year-old kid now, and he wants to prove to everyone that he has grown up, but he is still very fragile in his heart.

It seems that Xue acne is also so big. Zhao Mai threw a nine-turn golden pill into his mouth, this thing is really delicious as a snack. What was he doing when he was fifteen or sixteen years old, the papers for all kinds of exercises and exams? Zhao Mai tried to recall, and it seemed that this was really the case. Thanks to those rolls for helping me get through the years when I should have been confused, impulsive and longing.

Now he is also studying, but the mood is definitely different from then. Taking a piece of dried cheese dipped in honey as a snack, Zhao Mai decided not to sleep tonight, and just kept reading until "that incident" happened.

The three corpses brought back by the Night's Watch are not good, they have been transformed into "ghouls" by the evil forces on the other side of the Great Wall of Desperation, or "fast zombies of the ice and snow type" as they are easily understood. They are pure monsters created by aliens through corpses, without thoughts and only knowing how to fight. They will wake up tonight and launch a raid on the people of Castle Black.

Zhao couldn't enter the Great Wall tunnel, and he didn't want to be stupid at the mouth of the tunnel in the middle of the night, so he could only wait. Besides, even if he warned the Night's Watch now, what kind of excuse would he use, who would believe it? Fortunately, the ghouls are not very difficult to kill, their strength and speed will be higher than before they were alive, but they are also limited, but they are no longer afraid of death, and the fatal wounds on flesh and blood are mostly ineffective against them. The most common and effective decapitation routine for slashing zombies is also very good on them.

But on the other hand, Zhao Mai faintly had a hint of worry. Now that dragons can travel through the clouds and mist, and such a strange profession as a witcher has appeared, God knows if there will be any changes to the strangers and ghouls. Wouldn't it be too much to believe only what is recorded on Earth?

Zhao Mai found Master Amon, who was recuperating with his eyes closed. "You say about the myths and legends of the north, about the records of the time when the Great Wall of Despair was built? That's rare, I want to think about where to put it. Maester Aemon held one side of his face with his hand, and remembered carefully. "You go down the spiral staircase, probably on the east wall of the lowest floor. I remember there was a book called "Songs of the Children of the Forest". This book is in the form of poetry, which is more difficult to understand, but the shelves on its left and right should be books from that era. ”

"Thank you, Master Eamon. Zhao Mai raised his chin at the reserve grain, and the dog walked over and crawled to Master Aemon's side. The old man's hand reached over and rubbed it over the fur of the stored grain: "It's so warm, it's a good dog!"

Zhao stepped down the stairs and rummaged through the mountains of files, finally finding his goal. By the time he came up, it was already dark, and the fat Samwell Tully had arrived. He lives next door to Master Aemon, so he can take care of him nearby. He was standing at the door, nervously looking at the grain reserves, not daring to move. He had already heard from his brothers about the great battle between the wolf and the dog. He knew very well the strength of the ice wolf, so he was naturally equally nervous in the face of the same level of reserve grain.

"( ̄0 ̄) y Hi, Sam. Don't worry, this is an obedient dog, go pet it, I promise you'll be fine. Zhao Mai put the five books in his arms on the table and said, "How is the scenery north of the Great Wall?"

"It's cold, everything else is fine. Sam mustered his courage, stretched out his chubby hand, touched the reserves, and breathed a sigh of relief. "By the way, Mike, can I ask you for something?"

"Say, I'm willing to serve you. ”

"Thank you, you're so kind. Sam scratched his head, "Well, at dinner in the evening, everyone heard the news of the king and Jon's father, and they were comforting him. However, when Ser Alyssa arrived, he called Jon a traitor. Jon was angry, he ...... Of course I'm going to get angry. But it is not okay to attack the officials, I know the rules of the night watch, so everyone stopped him. The bear veteran Jon was locked in confinement, and Bai Ling accompanied him, in the guard room below the command tower. The point, though, is that he didn't eat......"

"Oh, you want me to bring him food, why don't you go?"

"Elder Bear punished Jon by saying, 'Don't any of you go to see him', I think the Commander is referring to all the Night's Watchmen, not you......" Sam folded his hands on his chest, "Please......"

"Okay, I don't think there's a problem. Zhao Mai nodded: "But I'm not responsible for going to the cafeteria to ask him for things." The cook in the cafeteria would have thought I was preparing food for the stockpile, maybe he would give me dog food, but not for Jon. So, can you do this?"

"Of course, no problem!" Sam nodded vigorously, pushed the door open and rushed into the night.

Maester Aemon rested his head on the back of his chair and smiled, "This is a good boy. ”

Zhao Mai nodded and sat down beside the old man. Suddenly, he felt a little lonely. No matter how smart and loyal the reserve is, it is just a big dog that can't speak. He still needs to talk to people and people who can understand his current situation.

If only I could have a brother like Sam like Jon. Zhao Mai has an idea, if his younger siblings can develop psychic abilities and have the ability to protect themselves, can they also take the car and travel together?

Just thinking about this, he saw the reserve suddenly stand up, pricked up his ears to listen carefully, and then screamed three times. Immediately afterward, a wolf howl came from outside the door, which was repeated twice. Reserve grain immediately gritted his teeth, snorted twice at Zhao Mai, and then straightened up and pointed out the door with the tip of his nose.

The cold winter seemed to have come all of a sudden, and the cold air continued to drift in from the crack in the door, and Zhao Mai watched the wooden door form a layer of frost. Zhao Mai immediately understood. He drew his Hunter's Blood Spear and walked to the door, pricking up his ears to listen. Outside, on the wooden staircase, there was the sound of boots stepping on the wooden steps, but it wasn't as heavy as Sam's.

"Ah Liang, protect Master Aemon. "If the outside is really the ghoul that Zhao Mai envisioned, then the teeth of the reserve grain are not very useful, and leaving it can still take care of the smartest minds in the entire Black Castle.

"Whatever you're going to do, be sure to stay safe. Master Aemon seemed to feel the change in the atmosphere, so he said to Zhao Mai.

Zhao Mai pushed open the door and happened to take a picture with a walking corpse. The long-dead Ranger was cold, his skin as clear as ice, and his eyes were bright sky blue. The cold continued to bubble up from his broken trouser legs, stretching in all directions along his feet.

A pair of claws suddenly grabbed at Zhao Mai, the black nails were like barbs, five ran to the heart, and five aimed at the eyes. It's slightly faster than the average person, and if you suddenly attack an unprepared person, you'll be able to hit it right away. However, Zhao Mai had already prepared mentally and physically, and used the telepathic ring the moment it attacked.

The ghoul was enveloped in the power of the telekinesis and was frozen in place. Its hands trembled, but it could no longer move forward. Zhao Mai was about to take a closer look at this monster, but suddenly felt a cold chill hit his heart.

His psychic abilities seemed to be being weakened by the chill emitted by the ghouls. (To be continued.) )