Chapter 352

Dany finds Fat Sam in a clump of withered thatch, holding his stomach and wailing. He seems to be hit by a rock on his stomach when he hits the ground, crying with snot and tears.

"Sam, are you alright?" Old Aemon asked concerned.

"My stomach hurts." Sam whimpered hoarsely.

Barristan walked over and lifted fatty from the ground, checked it carefully, the chainmail, leather armor, and inner lining were all intact, and no blood was found, so he said, "It's okay, I guess it's okay. Just bump it a bit, and you'll be relieved."

"Sam, stop howling, look, even Rat Cook was alerted." Dany glanced up at the opposite stone tower, In the pitch-black doorway, there are a pair of eyes with faint red light, and there are more red eyes in the depths that move quietly to the door.

"Rat Cook?!" Sam looked around blankly, and soon saw a pair of slightly red eyeballs inside the door, vaguely recognizable, they were a group of gray mice bigger than cats.

"ahhhh—" he howled heartily, "Rat Cook, Rat Cook's offspring!"

"Seven Hells, why are the rats here so big? size?" Barristan exclaimed.

"zhi zhi zhi..." The mouse began to shrink back when several people looked over.

"It's not too big either, the roasted mice sold at the Qarth Quays stall are only a tad smaller than them," Dany said casually.

"Big Black." She called out to Black Dragon.

"Sigh--" Big Black roar towards the sky, Dragon's Might spreads with dragon roar in all directions, and in an instant, in the surrounding towers, underground cellars and the passage connecting the cellars, there is a magnificent sound. The sound of the army with thousands of men and horses galloping, countless mice chirp chirp twitter twitter madly fleeing, it is heard that people have one's hair stand on end.

"I can't believe there are so many mice in Castle Black." Aemon rubbed the goose bumps on the back of his hand, his teeth sour.

"Rat Cook, they are all descendants of Rat Cook." Sam loudly said.

"I'm starting to wonder if Rat Cook's story is true now." Dany looked around and said in a flat tone, "It's precisely because there are so many rats here that the boring Night's Watch begins. Made up some rat-related stories and slowly evolved into the legend of Rat Cook."

"No, Rat Cook is real. Castle Black Library has records of this history, even The King's names are clearly marked, Tywell Lannister II of Casterly Rock, with his eldest son Tyrion Lannister." Elder Aemon said resolutely.

"Uh, this Tyrion was eaten by his father?" Dany's mouth twitched.

Aemon was stunned to understand what she meant, said with a smile: "Targaryen has appeared in many Aegons, Stark has countless Brandons, and in Lannister, Tyrion has appeared countless times. In the future, you There will definitely be countless Daenerys in the descendants of the people."

Dany hesitated, and said to Sam: "Lead the way."

"There is only Night's Watch in that place." Sam struggled.

"You know what? The more you say that, the more interested I get. There is a gate that is conscious and can tell if it's a Night's Watch or not. I can't wait to see it." Dany lightly said with a smile.

"What door?" Aemon wondered.

"There is a hidden tunnel in Nightfort that connects the inside and outside of the Wall. This fatty is the Wall that entered through the secret door."

"Yes, Sam didn't come back from Castle Black." After Dany's reminder, the old Maester also reacted.

"Maester, Your Majesty, I kid you not, Nightfort does have a tunnel, a door, the Black Gate. But the man warned me not to mention the Black Gate to anyone else it might It will cause irreparable damage to the world. So please don't force me, I can't say it!" Sam cried, covering his face.

A big man with a fat face like white bread squatted on the ground to wipe his tears, looking very pitiful.

But Dany not only did not sympathize with him, but instead scolded him angrily: "You bastard, you are clearly calling us bad guys.

Even if I know the secret of Black Gate, I, Ser Can Barristan, Maester Aemon, do something to hurt the world?

I'm here at night just to make sure that the tunnel won't threaten the safety of North?

What? In your mouth, we've become saboteurs instead?"

"Sam, Your Majesty is right. Nightfort is so desolate that there's not even a Night's Watch, if the secret passage is taken by Wildlings, even Others found that it was a big trouble to pierce the sky." Barristan frowned and advised.

Old Aemon patted the fat Night's Watch's arched back and asked, "Sam, you said someone warned you not to mention the Black Gate. Who was that person? Commander Mormont?"

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"No, we call him Coldhands. Gilly and I met Small Paul, Chett, Hake in Whitetree, they died and became Wights, I wasn't their match, and the red eye crow saved me."

"crow?" Dany's heart moved, "Tell me more, where did the crow come from?"

Sam stopped sobbing, and with a memory on his face, said: "In the center of the village , There is a Weirwood tree that several people hug together, with a white bone trunk and palm-shaped red leaves stained with blood.

It is full of crows, thousands of them, black crows, red leaves, white branches, The tree trunk was carved with a gruesome old man's face.

Gilly hugged the child and hid under the tree with the crow. I burned Small Paul to death, but Chett strangled me and I was dying.

The crow that's been following me... oh, that's Commander Mormont's crow, and it suddenly screams and pounces on Chett's face, pecking at the pale strips of meat.

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Then the crows on the tree flew over, they circled Chett's face, pecked at his blue eyes, they covered the sister boy like flies, and they took out clumps of brains from Hake's shattered skull. .....

crow's covering the heavens, shielding the sun, and shielding the moon in the sky."

Dany and Aemon looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts : Three-Eyed Crow.

However, Three-Eyed Crow is really heavy, eating Wights meat, drinking Wights brain flower, this...

But what is Three-Eyed Crow doing? So attached to this dead fatty?

This stuff even eats the fleshy body of Three-Eyed Crow!

Is the protagonist aura possessed?

Well, there is a saying that Samwell is the real protagonist of "Game of Thrones". Happy to live to the Grand Finale, a coercive existence.

For example, Dany worked hard and tried his best to kill an Others; and fatty long ago stabbed a White with a Dragonglass dagger and a rotten sword technique. Walkers.

Well, Sam was the one who got the "first kill", 'Others Killer' Sam!

“Who are those Coldhands?” Dany asked.

"He wears black clothed, much like Night's Watch brother, but his skin is as pale as Wights, his hands are black, and cold as ice..."

"Wights !" Barristan and Aemon exclaimed.

Dany's eyes flashed, thinking that "Game of Thrones" also has Coldhands, Benjin Stark, who was transformed into a biological weapon by Children of the Forest.

"No, he doesn't have blue eyes and can still talk." Sam shook his head.

Dany tilted his head to look at the incomplete half-moon in the sky, and said: "Others are Magic creatures that Children of the Forest transformed from the First Men, but the experiment failed, Others became an out-of-control natural disaster, Long Night Then comes the legend about the origin of the Others.

Is it possible that the Others are not all out of control, and some of the Others retain their sanity and humanity and become qualified Magic weapons?"

Just like "Terminator", there are runaway robots that assassinate the protagonist, and Schwarzenegger that protects humans.

"You can ask Brynden," Aemon said.

"I don't want to deal with him again until the dive art Great Accomplishment." Dany shook his head.

"Brandon? You know Bran? Why ask him?" Sam asked in surprise.

Brynden is very similar to Brandon in pronunciation, and it is easy to be confused. Brandon belongs to Bran's name, and Sam misses it.

Brynden Rivers even joked that Bran was named after Lord Bloodraven when he first heard it - Blackfish, Brynden Tully, that's the case ("Song of Ice and Fire") The traditional naming tradition, like to give famous names to their children, for example, House Frey and others are called Rhaegar, Rhaegar Frey).

"You..." Dany stared eerily at fatty's gray eyes of disbelief, "Have you met Jon's younger brother Bran Stark?"

fatty was stunned for a moment, and after realizing that oneself made an oolong, he immediately shook his head wildly, and repeatedly denied: "I don't know, I don't know, I haven't met."

Dany certainly remembers that in "Game of Thrones" How Bran got through the Wall - through the city gate tunnel of the deserted castle with the help of Sam.

But after she came to the Wall, she discovered that it was impossible, except Castle Black, all the city gate tunnels connecting to the wall beyond the wall were blocked. The entire tunnel was filled with ice and stones, and it was tightly sealed, and it could not be pried open within a few months.

Shadow Tower and Eastwatch have no city gateway, and connect beyond the wall and North by ship.

Otherwise, why would Wildlings keep an eye on Castle Black?

"Boy, you missed the point." Dany said with a sneer: "Looks like House Stark's kid stopped at Nightfort before and happened to bump into you coming out of the Black Gate, and then he passed the Black Gate too. Go beyond the wall. Wildlings, North people all know about Black Gate, but you don't tell me..." On Sam, she shouted: "What's your motive? Are you going to rebel!"

"Pu Tong..." Fatty's legs went soft, and he immediately collapsed to the ground, tears and snot shuaa Earthflow, hiccupped and choked: "Your Majesty, I didn't want to rebel, I swore I couldn't tell anyone about Black Gate and Bran, not even Jon, don't force me."

Dany raised his chin at White Cloak and said, "Ser, go and search the neighborhood, there are traces of people hanging around."

fatty's struggle was in vain.

Dany ignited a Dragonflame Fireball the size of a washbasin, floating ten meters in the air, shining several hundred meters in a radius, White Cloak easily found the traces of the bonfire on the stone floor of the kitchen.

It was an octagonal stone house with a somewhat broken vault, a well in the center of the house, and a crooked Weirwood tree beside the well, which emerged from the stone floor and slanted toward the roof. on the hole.

Under the silver-gray moonlight, the bony branches reflect the cold and eerie rays of light.

"That's where Rat Cook cut the Tyrion into pieces?" Dany walked beside the scarred slaughter table lining the wall.

The meat hooks covered with red rust hung down from the beams, making her feel a sense of absurdity witnessing history.

The meat hook is certainly not six thousand years old, but the slaughtering table is made of stone and is attached to the old stone house.

If Rat Cook's story is true, then this was the scene of a murder one night thousands of years ago.