My head was spinning.
I remember there was something important to do, but I just couldn't remember it.
Slowly, the so-called 'important things' moved away from my consciousness.
The surrounding scenery changes from blurry to clear.
I found myself in a lush forest, yes, the Yingge Forest behind the white house. Dew fell from the leaf tips, making my whole body wet.
The forest is full of life.
Behind the intertwined branches, I saw many hares and deer, chewing green leaves and grass leisurely.
I found a maroon pony, which was tied under an apple tree by the stream, its front hooves digging into the soil.
Ramsay? !
The square piece of white hair on its forehead makes my heart beat fast! That's my favorite pony!
Many years ago, when I was thrown off my back by it for the third time and broke my leg, my father told me that I had lost it forever, and I cried a lot about it.
It turns out that it is hidden here!
I ran over quickly and hugged its head hard, "Did the Holy Light return you to me?!"
It struggled hard and hummed in its nose, but how could it escape my arms? !
I scratched its soft mane and giggled, "Let's go hunting! Ramsay!" I grabbed the bow and arrow on the ground, turned over and said, "Drive!"
My target was a fast running deer. It dodged left and right, and in the end, my limited patience was exhausted.
I found the right moment, put my foot on Ramsay's back, flew over quickly, and knocked him to the ground accurately.
I grabbed its ears triumphantly, but at that moment, I heard a loud cry.
I couldn't help but froze and looked down.
I clearly caught a deer, but at this moment, lying in the mud was a little boy with his shoulders shrugging.
His light yellow hair was messed up by me, almost like a bird's nest.
I climbed off his back and pulled his shoulders to turn him over.
At this moment, I was almost stunned, "...Dallion?!"
I saw little Darian crying with his mouth full of blood. It was exactly the same as... just like the time he cried when he was beaten by me many years ago!
I was a little at a loss and took out a red apple from my bag. "You...stop crying! Eat this!"
Dallion cried even more sadly. For a moment, I really wanted to stuff an apple into his mouth.
Oh...what to do...
No, something is wrong...
What exactly is going on? !
……I remember……
"Messiah...Messiah..." At that moment, vaguely, I seemed to hear someone calling me, and the voice vaguely sounded like...Darian? !
I couldn't help but take a closer look at the kid sitting on the ground. He was still crying with his mouth open, and his beautiful face was stained with tears mixed with blood.
"Messiah...Messiah..." Another voice rang. I was sure it was near me, but the voice was muffled and vague.
It couldn't be Ramsay calling me, could it?
I couldn't help but look back, and I almost sat down on the ground in shock, because I found that my pony had turned into a lion with teeth and claws!
It shook its huge head majestically and bared its teeth at Dallion with hostility.
A moment of dead silence.
I pulled up the boy on the ground and tried to run backwards, but I found that Dallion had grown up in an instant, and I couldn't pull him up at all!
At this moment, he is exactly the same as the big bear I am familiar with!
No, he's a little different.
Where?
His eyes were still blue, the lines on his face were as hard as an axe, and his thick chin was cleanly shaved.
There's something wrong with his smile!
Oh My God! Why is he smiling like this? ! Like a drunk who meets a mermaid!
oh! I felt goosebumps all over my body, and I raised my hand and hit the tip of his towering nose!
boom--
"Ouch!" He threw his head back and nosebleeds splattered all over the sky.
"Messiah!" He roared angrily, and for some reason, that sound seemed to have shocking power!
"Messiah! Messiah!" The vague voice sounded again. This time, it gradually became sharp and harsh, as if it was indestructible!
For a moment, I just felt everything around me shake.
The forest was reduced to ashes, and the deer and the lion were spinning wildly like a whirlpool until they were completely sucked into the void.
*
Severe pain in head, nausea and vomiting.
It took me a long time to recover from the terrible discomfort.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself huddled beside the cold rocks, with rough stone steps beneath me.
Above my head, there is a dim ball of holy light with three shadows!
Gradually, I began to feel sensation in my hands and feet.
Then I felt my neck again. The flesh and blood on the right neck seemed to be rotted away, and the pain was severe.
I remembered.
I'm going to the Blue Boy Altar to save Darien!
I was bitten by a poisonous snake, right on the wound left by the devil!
The overlapping images in front of me slowly merged together, and I immediately saw Hearn at the focus of my vision. He was staring at me with a defensive expression, while Sarri next to him was covering his nose, and blood was dripping from him. It seeped out from between the fingers.
When they saw me looking at them, they even took a step back.
"Are you sure she's awake?" Hearn stared at me, not daring to blink.
"My magic will definitely not go wrong..." Pedgast in the bottle hummed feebly, "...my beard god... these young people are really going to kill me. …”
I grabbed my neck and crawled up softly. The severe pain in my neck made me raise my eyebrows. Suddenly, they took another step back.
"Oh..." Subconsciously, I clenched the hard bottle in my other hand, "What?"
Hearn looked into my eyes carefully, hesitated, and moved closer, "Do you...recognize me? Little Flame?"
I looked at his messy brown hair, and then at the undisguised vigilance in his eyes, and my heart became agitated, "...Hearn?"
"Where's him?" He pointed to the young man next to him whose face was covered in blood.
"Sarri?"
My answer made them look at each other, then at me, and finally let out a long sigh.
"So...what happened?"
Hearn stopped tying his long hair and looked at me strangely, "Don't you remember? Little Flame?"
"……Um?"
"...You think I'm your pony and you want to ride me hunting."
What? !
"And I am the prey." Sari wiped his face depressedly, making the white silk mottled. "You called me Darien, and then you punched me in the nose."
oh! I covered my face, I thought I never wanted to see them again in my life!
"Xiaoguliang," Pedgast also complained in the bottle, "Mud was obviously poisoned by snake venom, but why did it look like he drank too much rye... Mud actually forced Xiaosa to eat me?! "
"...So, where's the snake?"
"Die!"
*
We walked up the high stone steps. In the dim light, I could already see the closed stone door not far away.
Pedgast rambled on all the time about the unfortunate snake.
I only knew that bees would die after stinging people, but this was the first time I saw a cobra that would die after biting people!
"That was a cobra raised by moss people, but it was poisoned to death!" Pedgast told me at the time. "This little fungus, isn't it a harpy? Or it's a vampire! I know. If a poisonous snake bites these monsters, they will die..."
"You are the harpy! Your whole family is the monster!" I retorted angrily.
"Maybe it's some kind of coincidence." Sari stroked his chin and said, "I know that the little Messiah was once... bitten by a big poisonous thing." As he said that, his substantial gaze fell on my ear. , that action made me feel pain in my neck again, "And this snake with no eyes opened happened to bite on that wound, and unfortunately it sucked in the toxin."
"What kind of poison?"
As we speak, we have reached the end of the road.
From such a close distance, I could see clearly that a huge dragon eagle with spread wings was engraved on the double door.
It was a relief sculpture, with a hooked beak and giant claws sticking out of the door panel as if they were about to take out the enemy's heart at any time.
Seeing this, I realized for the first time that those trolls are not necessarily mentally retarded, at least their carvings are lifelike.
Look at Longying's eyes with upturned pupils. No matter which direction you hide, they seem to be staring at you, making your hair stand on end for no reason.
"This is Gayale." Pedgast sighed. "Push its eyes and the door will open. However, I'm not sure if the guardians of the tombs will be behind. Yanis!" Suddenly he shouted loudly, "You have to hide!"
Hearing this, I couldn't help but look back at Hearn.
Oh, yes, at this moment, he was at the end because he was full of interest in the big green cobra.
When I looked back, I saw that he was vigorously tying the bloody snake tendon that he had just pulled out to the edge of the longbow, and fiddled with it. It could be seen that the buzzing sound made him quite satisfied. .
Hearing Pedgast calling him, he nodded towards us and neatly hid sideways in the crevice between the requiem bottle and the rock wall.
Rumble--
The stone door parted to both sides with dust rising.
Almost at the same moment, Sarri's figure began to become erratic, and then disappeared completely.
I also closed my sour eyes tightly, and the next second, I jumped into the surging shadow clouds with the dagger in hand.
*
Outside the door, the morning sun was already shining brightly among the light clouds, but it could not warm the desolate land in front of me that was filled with dark purple poisonous gas.
There are wooden piles scattered in the soil, with dead vines like spider webs connected in the middle, casting large shadows on the ground.
I noticed something strange about those wooden piles. There was a pale skull on the top of them. Some of those bones look like bears, and some look like humans. When the cold wind blows, they will creak and nod, which is particularly weird.
"This is the moss man's cemetery," Pedgast whispered in my ear. "Under every stick, there is a dead...dead moss man. Oh, put the antidote powder on your nose. Get off, otherwise, you will fall."
While I was using the bitter powder, I looked at the wooden piles that were almost two people high. They were so densely packed that there was no limit to the edges. It is conceivable that there were more than thousands of bones buried here. !
"Most of them died in the war with the high elves, so it is those elves that they resent. There is no need for us to be afraid!"
"I'm not afraid." I whispered, "Where is the Blue Boy altar?"
"You have to look for it. I lost consciousness here for a while... I only remember that there was a long passage..."
*
Sarri and I walked in this cemetery until the sun rose, but we still couldn't find the passage Pedgast mentioned.
So, he and I separated in front of a large wall of vines.
I silently faced the sun against the direction of the wind. The further east I went, the lighter the lifeless purple on the soil became. I guessed that the dead people buried in it became fresher. Several times, my toes felt the underside of the soil. That pliable body.
"Those guardians may be patrolling here," Pedgast's voice rang in my ears, "Xiao Guliang, you have to be bolder, don't scream in fear when you meet them!"
oh!
Before I could say anything, he immediately added, "From now on, it's best for Ni to not speak, unless Ni can use magic to transmit sounds like me."
I glared angrily at the bottle on my waist, and secretly made up my mind that if he made me unhappy again, I would stuff him into the mouths of those skeletons.
*
This cemetery is so big, and the roads inside are like a dead maze, with branches and twists and turns.
You will always find that the place ahead is similar to the place you just walked through, but you can't tell how it is the same.
I kept walking there until I was sweating profusely.
At that moment, I suddenly heard a series of yelling, as if there was a madman dancing around.
I immediately stopped and pricked up my ears.
Woo--
This time, the wind blew over, bringing a suffocating rancid smell.
After retching, I quickly determined the direction.
*
I lay down on the mud and carefully lifted up a corner of the vine.
On the other side, I saw a thatched hut with a hunched figure inside.
She wore a thick feather headdress, and her withered arm was holding a colorless wooden spoon, laboriously stirring a pot of strangely colored soup. Every short period of time, she would look into the void with a wah-wah-waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Yelling, like praying and cursing. The weird smell came over me one after another, making me feel a little groggy.
Well, you read it right, it's her, because her voice is high-pitched and definitely not the sound a man should make.
As my eyes moved, I found the source of the stench, which came from the disemboweled wolf at his feet.
There was nothing in the wolf's belly. It seemed that all its internal organs had gone into the pot of soup.
"It's her, that old witch is a Mossman priest!" Pedgast gritted his teeth, "She paralyzed me with potion!" As he said that, he seemed to suppress the pain in his heart again. Angry, "But Ni, you'd better not mess with that old guy, Xiao Guliang, she's much scarier than she looks!"
horrible?
I sneered silently.
From my direction, I could only see the back of the troll, but that didn't stop me from noticing that she was extremely thin and weak.
You see, her arms and calves are as slender as those dead vines, and the bones on her shoulders seem to be poking out of the loose skin.
I just need to quietly step forward and cut off her head with one knife.
She definitely didn't have time to say anything, let alone use her decoction!
"She can control venomous snakes." Pedgast told me cautiously.
That sentence made me frown.
"Now that I think about it, she may not be a priest of Gallea," he continued. "She may be serving the serpent Roachsis. Maybe she is from Zandalar! Does Mu know Zandalar?" Very far south, even further south than Stormwind City, where there is a rainforest that blocks out the sky and the sun..."
I'm not interested in her origins, I just want to find the Blue Child Altar. Since it's not available here, maybe I should look elsewhere.
Chirp--
But at that moment, the bright red flame jumping under the soup pot screamed like a ghost crying.
Upon seeing this, the troll immediately threw away the wooden spoon, tremblingly holding on to the heavy willow stick, and muttered a string of words that I couldn't understand. As he read, he sprinkled a handful of it into the pot. With the unknown powder, the boiling and bubbling soup miraculously quieted down, as quiet as a mirror.
After finishing that, she picked up the chipped wooden bowl next to her, scooped up a bowl, and turned around unsteadily.
At that moment, the sun shone on her face, and I just felt that my heart skipped half a beat!
...What a terrifying face! The facial features are blurred and the face is full of ravines!
If...if you can imagine a dry orange, maybe you can imagine what she looks like!
"I remember... at that time, they also wanted to feed me this kind of soup..." Pedgast said worriedly, "Could it be that the young Mograine master has been captured here?!"
Those words took me by surprise. The next second, I had already jumped out from behind the vines. That action scared Pedgast so much that he screamed.
Of course, I'm still hiding in the rolling shadow clouds. As long as I don't make a sound, how can that old moss man notice my existence? !
I arched my back and stepped on the soft soil and quickly ran a few steps in that direction.
The field of vision widened, and finally, I saw the other side of the thatched awning.
There was indeed a figure lying in the corner of the hay shed, and he was tied up tightly. However, that was definitely not Dallion. This figure was taller, thinner, and had a pair of sharp fangs.
"Huh? Is it him?" Pedgast was shocked. "He is an accomplice of that old witch. I remember his name...is...Sabra Hex!"
