Sword and Magic and Taxi

Tully, get up from the ground and sound the alarm to get all the bastards who are still sleeping in the house to get out! Mr. Xiong was obviously angry. Castle Black was raided by three ghouls, who actually killed them all the way to his bedroom. If it weren't for Jon and his wolf fighting so hard, I'm afraid there would be no Old Bear at this time, only bear corpses.

Samwell tried hard to get up from the ground, but his legs and feet lost strength for some reason and he just kicked around on the ground but couldn't stand up. Fortunately, a strong big hand stretched out at this time: Come on Sam, the ground is too cold.

With Zhao Mai's help, the fat man stood up, but almost sat down again. Zhao Mai actually held the corpse's hair in his other hand. A head was opening and closing its teeth, swinging left and right around the hair like a pendulum.

Don't worry, he can't do anything anymore. Zhao Mai said: Go and sound the alarm, and then find me a big glass cover, a bottle will do, I have to cover this head.

Okay...Okay...I'll go right away. Sam felt his mouth was dry. Fortunately, his legs had strength this time and were able to take him out of this terrible area quickly.

Snow, how are you? Commander Mormont asked with a frown. He knew that it was very indecent to wear only his pajamas, but there was a dead body in his room. The flames on his body were probably not extinguished, so he couldn't go back yet. But Jon wasn't much better. The fight left him ragged and part of his hair was torn off. Fortunately, he had curly hair, so it wasn't that obvious.

My lord, I'm fine, Jon lied, answering loudly to make it sound more real. My lord, how are you?

No. There is a dead man trying to kill me. How do you think I can feel? He scratched his chin, but found that his beard was missing a lot. By the way, during the previous fight with the corpse, Jon took the oil lamp from his hand, lit the curtains, and covered the corpse with the fire, thus saving the day. The beard must have been burned off at that time. Xiao Nuo, your hand was burned by the fire, how about it?

It's okay, just the skin is injured, the muscles and bones are fine. In fact, his hand was still smoking, and it hurt terribly.

Go away, go find the bachelor! Mr. Xiong suddenly became angry: Do you think I am a dead old man who can't take care of himself? Or do you want to be lazy in the future because of the injury on your hand? Go find the bachelor and let him use it. Treat you with the best medicine!”

Jon nodded sharply and trotted off. At this time, the alarm sounded, and the brothers of the night watchman rushed out of the room with swords in hand. Although he was disheveled, he responded well. Old Xiong's voice echoed in Castle Black: Rangers, craftsmen, stewards, and recruits go to your commanders immediately! Search the entire castle to see how much damage there is!

Zhao Maiti stood in the square holding a moving dead head. It seemed that it had nothing to do with him, but it was already deeply rooted in people's hearts. Even if they don't understand what happened, just by looking at the head, the brothers of the Night Watch can probably guess what happened. The alarm bell rang for a while and then stopped. Sam ran over with a locked box in his arms and said breathlessly: I didn't find the glass jar. I took a box first. Do you think it can be used?

Yes! Zhao Mai threw the corpse's head in and closed the lid. Okay, I'll leave this head to you for safekeeping. It doesn't matter if it's for the Commander or the Bachelor.

Sam held the box in his arms like he was holding a big pot of prickly pear cactus, neither near nor far, not to mention how nervous he was. Zhao Mai patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: Sam, you can do it. I'll go to the bachelor's place to see. Jon seems to be injured.

Jon's hand was burned by the flames, but fortunately it was not damaged, so it would not affect his ability to use the sword later. Maester Aemon found ointment to soothe the burns and grease to protect his hands. His eyes were blind, so Zhao Mai did all the smearing work, and then asked Zhao Mai to wrap Jon's hand with a boiled bandage. He couldn't see it, and Snow couldn't understand it, so he didn't know that Zhao Mai secretly cast several healing spells.

I feel much better. The pain has eased a lot. Some places have even started to itch. Jon looked at his white-wrapped hands and moved his fingers slightly.

My child, don't scratch the itch. Just let your body recover on its own. Maester Aemon was so sleepy that he almost fell asleep when he said this. So Zhao Mai and Jon helped him to bed and promised to wake him up if anyone else needed to be treated.

Fortunately, no one else was injured. The wights were responsible for the deaths of five men of the Night's Watch, including the acting Chief Ranger. If it weren't for Jon and Zhao Mai, the number of casualties would have increased. At dawn, the night watchman raised a fire and cremated the bodies of the five brothers.

Samwell Tarly finally found a glass jar, and the remaining head was now placed inside. All the brothers of the Night Watch had gone to see it, and some of them went more than once. That's disgusting, they said in unison. I definitely don't want to be like this.

Then practice your swordsmanship well and don't get killed. Zhao Mai sat aside and turned over the crystal heart model in his hand. It can be felt that the magical energy above is constantly weakening and will eventually disappear. While it was still usable, Zhao Mai kept testing it with his psychic powers. Gradually, he discovered some clues that his abilities were weakened.

Psychic power is intangible and has no quality. It is difficult to say whether it is like air or running water. However, when the mind shaping ability is used, it is transformed into materials such as swords or energy walls that restrain movement, and the psychic powers will temporarily have a stable form.

The ice power of the ghoul can make fixed-form objects become brittle in microstructure, causing disintegration. Things or energy fields created by psychic shaping are inherently temporary, and the structure is more fragile than normal similar items, so the cold air of the corpse can be affected. Real substances, such as a hunter's blood spear or even a piece of firewood, would not be so fragile.

However, the White Walkers who create corpses have a higher level of ice power. Remember that in the plot, the metal sword would break into pieces the moment it hit them, without causing any damage at all. Moreover, the ice crystal weapons used by the White Walkers are the condensation of this cold power, and can easily break weapons, shields, and armors.

Han Bing's heart is getting smaller and smaller in Zhao Mai's hands, like a snowball that keeps melting. Zhao Mai concentrated more and mobilized all his perceptions, including the natural force and psychic powers, hoping to figure out the secrets as soon as possible so that he could find a way to deal with it.

Unexpectedly, this cold air reacts differently to the natural force.