Even if the specific details could not be captured at this time because of the distance, the arrangement that was so dense that it made people uncomfortable was already very shocking.
Sanders stared silently for a moment: "It doesn't seem that easy to sneak into Castle Black without disturbing these undead."
It's not easy, but that doesn't mean it can't be done.
For example, Angel uses the "model of the door", or Sanders uses the Nightmare substitute, all have the opportunity to enter the Black Castle. However, Castle Black doesn't seem to be moving now, but who knows what's going on inside. If it's peaceful and happy inside, but they use magic to enter, it means they have invaded without notice.
Sanders thought for a moment: "First settle the Popota issue, and then I'll see if I can get in touch with the people at Castle Black."
Angel also nodded in agreement.
The cemetery where the Sparrow is located is actually very close to Castle Black, and you can even wind from the road outside the cemetery to the castle on the top of the mountain.
When they came to the cemetery, there were already undead around.
However, compared to the number of undead in Castle Black, it was obviously much smaller. Under the cover of the illusion of concealment, they drove all the way to the deep well of the cemetery.
However, before stepping into the deep well, Angel frowned.
Next to the well, he caught some faint footprints, which were definitely not made by the undead.
Has anyone entered the well recently? Or was it just passing through the well by accident
With doubts, they came down the well.
The well is a dry well, without the slightest moisture. The ground is very dry, so that row of footprints is kept very intact.
"Someone has come to the well." Angel said softly.
"Not only did it come, but it seems to have done something." Sanders looked at the passage in the depths of the darkness, and seemed to have seen the situation in the depths of the well.
A minute later, Angel silently looked at the illusion not far away.
At the beginning, when Angel left, he set up an illusion of a girl's boudoir for Hua Que Que, and also left a few magic crystals as energy to keep the illusion indestructible. At this time, the illusion was still preserved without any damage, but... the innocent girl in the goose-yellow dress had disappeared.
The footprints they discovered before also extended all the way beyond the illusion. It seems to be explaining one thing, the disappearance of Hua Que Que has an inescapable relationship with this footprint.
"The layout of this illusion is not bad." Sanders praised softly: "Incorporating the nightmare, and adding the design of the magic pattern, using the magic crystal as an energy source, so that it can survive between the virtual and the real, the thought is very clever."
Sanders didn't comment much on the pink girly decorations in the fantasy.
When Saunders praised, Angel's eyes were always locked on the footprints on the ground, hoping to find some clues to leave from these footprints.
Since he agreed to Popota, he naturally didn't want to make mistakes at the last moment.
What's more, Angel himself also has a good impression of Hua Que Que.
"The length and width of the footprints are not large, it should be a woman."
"The imprint is very heavy and can't control the physical strength? Should it be an ordinary person, or a talented person who has just started?"
"The energy response is almost completely dissipated, and only a vague period of time can be judged from objective conditions... Let me see, I am a head shorter than you and thin, and it appeared within the past two months." Sanders He also added that his eyes were exuding a faint light, apparently using a delusional technique to trace the truth through clues.
"Could it be that the people from Castle Black took the sparrows?" Angel guessed, because the people who would come to the cemetery were basically the people who threw their corpses from Castle Black. The people in Castle Black are all women, and all the men who appear in Castle Black are basically outsiders, which is also in line with the conditions of the scene.
"I don't think it was taken away." Sanders shook his head at this time, and he pointed to the illusion: "The illusion you set up has not been destroyed, and the magic crystal that is the power source has not been taken away. Do you think, Compared with a little girl's soul and a magic crystal, which is more precious?"
In addition to the identity of Hua Que Que in her lifetime, her soul value may be higher than one or two magic crystals, but it will not be too high. If the other party wants to capture Hua Que Que, it is impossible to leave these magic crystals behind.
"What does the instructor mean... Wasn't Hua Que Que being captured?"
"That's very true, but why don't you enter the fantasy world to see? Maybe, what message did she leave?" Sanders pointed to the fantasy world.
Angel's eyes lit up. He did conjure up a pen and paper at that time, just for Hua Que Que to draw. Maybe she really left a message
Thinking of this, Angel couldn't wait to walk into the illusion.
Pushing open the pink door, the originally gloomy and cold atmosphere was replaced by warmth in an instant. There was also melodious music in my ears, and I looked closely, but it was the music box placed on the table, turning leisurely. The ballet dancer on the music box swayed and danced non-stop.
dong dong dong
On the wooden floor, there was a group of mahogany soldiers beating drums. The drums were very clear, and they came to Angel's side with neat steps, and walked around in a large circle, as if welcoming the master home.
The little bird doll floating on the big pink bed also flapped its wings and chirped.
The wind chimes.
This is a very beautiful girl's boudoir full of fantasy fairy tales.
The settings in these illusions were all tinkered with by Angel at that time, just to make Hua Queque happy. Looking at it now, that large piece of pink bubbles is actually quite shameful.
However, Angel did not pay attention to these trivial matters at this time, but put his eyes on the table full of fairy tale books.
Each book was placed neatly, and the order was reversed, which shows that Hua Que Que often flips through it.
Angel pulled out a thick booklet under the stacks of fairy tale books.
On the surface of the booklet is a self-portrait in a naive painting style, with a row of green words marked on it: Record Book.
In front of the record book, there are two hand-painted flowers.
Angel's eyes lit up: "Sure enough, I found it!"
Angel opened the "Huahua Record Book" a little excitedly, and at first glance, he was stunned.
Because on the first page, there are no words, only a picture, which is a face-to-face with a young boy. The background of this painting is in a dark cave.
The young man in the painting has blond hair and a pair of blue eyes.
Although the painting style is not skilled, it can even be said to be naive, but Angel still recognized the identity of the young man in the painting at a glance, which is himself.
Hua Queque recorded her first meeting with Angel by drawing.
Angel turned several pages in a row, and each page was full of flowers and birds and herself. She used her naive painting skills to record everything that happened after she met Angel.
It was not until the tenth page was turned that Angel disappeared from the picture.
Replacing Angel was a girl who was gnawing with barbecue in her hand. Hua Queque focused on painting the barbecue very delicately, and the honey oil that flowed out was clearly expressed.
"She looks a little familiar." Sanders looked at the girl, and a name seemed to come out of his mind.
Angel thought for a moment and said, "It should be Lord Greya, or in other words, the original owner of the body occupied by Lord Greya."
The reason why Angel saw Hua Queque at the beginning was actually attracted by the soul orb in Hua Queque's hand. And according to Hua Que Que, this soul orb was given to her by Greya.
Angel only learned later that the original owner of Greya's body actually gave the soul bead to Hua Que Que. At that time, Greia's consciousness was often in a state of sleep, but when Greia was asleep, the original owner could control her body.
Angel continued to turn a few pages, and all the pictures were of the dialogue between Greya and Hua Queque.
When Greya disappeared into the picture page, Angel finally saw the text again.
"The kitten has been barking for almost two hundred times. I really miss big brother and little sister... The little sister asked me to call her big sister, why is that?"
The big brother and young sister here should refer to Angel and Greya respectively.
As for saying "the kitten barked a hundred times", Angel's eyes were on a wall clock on the wall, and the hour hand on the wall clock was still turning. At the same time, through the transparent glass, you can see a sleeping kitten in the small grid behind the clock.
This kitten will bark once every morning. Hua Que Que recorded that the kitten barked two hundred times, which meant that half a year had passed.
In the past six months, Hua Que Que did not record anything, which means: "This record book is not a diary, it is used by her to record things that are more important to her."
After reaching this conclusion, Angel turned back again.
There are still several pages of words that record the passage of time.
However, when Angel turned to page 30, he saw a painting again.
In this painting, a strange figure appears.
This is a person without a face, or in other words, Hua Que Que painted a face and seemed dissatisfied, and modified it with an editing tool, finally revealing a figure without facial features.
This figure is standing outside the illusion, and Hua Queque herself is shrunk in a corner of the illusion.
The picture is very sloppy, but it still shows the fear of the flowers.
In the following pages, this faceless figure appeared. However, he did not enter the illusion. Every time he came, Hua Que Que hid in the corner.
Angel could even make up the scene at that time. A terrifying existence came to the well. He didn't know what to whisper outside the illusion, while Hua Que Que was shivering in fear. Only when he curled up in the corner, he felt it sense of security.
This strange figure appeared in more than ten articles.
The back disappeared, and once again became the text of Hua Que Que recording the passage of time.
"Who could this person be?" Angel frowned. It seemed that he didn't do anything to Hua Queque, but why was Hua Queque afraid every time he saw him
Angel temporarily suppressed his doubts and continued to scroll down, because up to now Hua Que Que still hasn't recorded the reason for his departure, or... In fact, that strange figure took Hua Que Que away
With this question in mind, Angel turned to another page.
When this picture appeared, surprise flashed in Angel's eyes!