Chapter 55

It was completely dark, and the sleigh drove quietly into the frozen forest. At the edge of the forest, the trees are relatively sparse, and the sled can barely get through the cracks in the forest.

What made Dewey's eyes open was that the old magician's method of driving those snow dogs pulling sleds was really wonderful! He doesn't use whips or slogans as any animal trainer does. It's just simple instructions, such as running, stopping, or even simplified to a whistle, or even a simple gesture! Those snow dogs seem to be able to fully understand the human language and gestures, obediently according to the old magician's every instruction to do.

"You... Don't use the same magic on these dogs as on me?" Dewey asked curiously. These days, Dewey likes to ask questions. Although most of the questions are not answered by magicians, Dewey also knows that as long as he doesn't run away and don't annoy the old guy, he won't abuse himself.

"What do you think?" The magician replied with a hint of ridicule: "these dogs are more obedient to you."

With that, the sledge began to slow down, and the forest in front of it became narrower and narrower, so it was difficult for the sledge to move on.

The magician stopped the sledge and gave Dewey a kick: "get out of the car, boy. Don't stay here. No one has taught you that in the ice and snow, the more you are afraid of cold and inactive, the easier you will be frozen to death. "

After Du Wei got up, the old magician looked around and said faintly, "we'll live here tonight."

"Live here?" Dewey couldn't help complaining: "you... Can't help being in a good town. You have to catch up and live in the woods... I thought you were going to drive all night! Why didn't we live in town before, since you didn't plan to drive all night

"Because I like it, are you satisfied with the answer?" The old magician replied with a smile, looking at Dewey, his tone was still very kind: "now, there is a tent in the burden under your buttocks. If you don't get up again, I promise you will have a stomachache again."

Mouth pain... This old guy is going to order himself to slap his face again! Dewey couldn't help shivering. Although Dewey is very clever, he can't help it when he meets this kind of old guy who is not soaked in oil and salt, and the strength of the other party is almost 18000 times that of himself.

In the belly side belly Fei, Du Wei dawdles to get up to open the package, starts to set up the tent.

In recent days, Dewey has been very adept at camping on the road.

The old magician didn't wait for Dewey to finish his work like the old master. He was very busy.

Dewey peeped at the old magician's every move: the old man took out a small bottle from his robe, and then sprinkled some green powder evenly from it.

He sprinkled the powder around to form a big circle, which surrounded the two people, the sled and the tent.

I don't know what the powder is made of. After it is sprinkled on the ground, it immediately melts the surrounding ice and snow, and releases a green light in the dark... It looks like ghost fire.

Moreover, Dewey noticed that the obedient snow dogs seemed to be extremely afraid of the green powder! Originally docile snow dog, suddenly become extremely nervous, hairy body of the life of the shrink into a ball, the whole body is shaking, at the same time, constantly issued a sad and terrible howl.

The magician finished some work and looked at the green circle around him with satisfaction. Then he went over and gently pacified some dogs. He just patted the snow dog twice with his big, thick palm, and then said with a low smile: "OK, OK, don't worry... It's ok..."

The dogs went down again.

When the tent was set up, Dewey leaned over and said, "what is this?"

"To prevent trouble." The old magician put away the bottle. His whole body was covered in a thin robe. He didn't know where his bottles and cans were usually hidden. Anyway, when he used them, he could touch them and find something.

"Trouble?"

The old magician said with a smile: "children, this is the frozen forest! Here is not the most trees, but Warcraft! A lot of Warcraft that you have never heard of or seen. Especially at night, Warcraft likes to attack the unguarded and sleeping prey. There are always a lot of adventurers who fall asleep at night and become the dinner of Warcraft... The next day they become dung. "

"Are you afraid of Warcraft when you are such a powerful magician?" Dewey had a good fight.

"I'm not afraid." The magician shook his head: "but the two of us in this forest are like throwing two pieces of meat in a pile of flies! Do you understand? It's bound to attract a lot of things. Although those things are not a big threat to us, there are too many flies. It's also very troublesome to drive away a group and then another group. And, as I said... I'm going to try to reduce my mana consumption as much as possible before I get to my destination. Now, you make a fire, we are ready to go to bed... Remember to do the action I taught you before going to bed, otherwise you will freeze into a popsicle in the middle of the night, and I don't care about you. "

Duwei had no choice... He didn't want to become a robot again, so he was commanded, so he just did it honestly.

Although the body twist stretch time is still very painful, but Duwei know the benefits of this set of actions for themselves, endure the pain also finished.

The old magician looked at Duwei's completion of the task, with a little more satisfaction in his eyes. He took out a scroll from his arms and opened it gently.

This is a scroll of wind magic. The old magician made a windproof border around it with this scroll, and then pointed to the tent: "OK, sleep."

"I still want to ask... What does the green powder look like?"

"Really curious? I'm afraid you know, you won't be able to sleep at night. " The old magician laughed maliciously.

"... you say it." Dewey said slowly: "my curiosity is heavy. If you don't tell me, I can't sleep."

"All right! Those are... Dragon dung. " The old magician shrugged: "do you mind sleeping in the dung of the dragon?"

Dewey

Dragon dung?

No wonder... A lot of animals and beasts depend on the smell and smell of feces or urine to divide their territory. And the dragon is undoubtedly the most powerful creature in nature.

Sprinkle the dung of the Dragon here, then other Warcraft must think there is a dragon here!

What Warcraft dare to provoke a dragon?

Although this method is very good, but... Du Wei shakes his head. Fortunately, the dung of these dragons doesn't stink.

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In the middle of the night, Dewey woke up. To be exact, he woke up cold.

In the tent, the old magician narrowed his eyes, slept soundly and breathed well. There was a little crystal ball hanging from the head in the tent, but the old magician was kind-hearted. With a magic scroll of fire system, the crystal ball becomes a "heater" that slowly emits heat, so that the tent is much warmer.

But at the end of the night, the heat on the crystal ball had dissipated, and Du Weileng's hands and feet were cold. He had to get up, open the tent, and honestly repeated the same action again in the snow.

With the completion of a set of actions, Dewey's whole body has been warm, and his hands and feet are gradually warm. He sighed: his body's flexibility is getting better and better, and the old magician's action is really effective.

"If you had met me a few years earlier and practiced this routine twice a day, your health would not be so bad now." In the tent, the old magician closed his eyes and suddenly said a word.

Dewey is not surprised at all... This old guy seems to be sleeping soundly, but nothing can escape his ears! Dewey had confirmed this when he tried to escape a few nights ago.

"I really can't believe that... You are such a weak boy from the grand Wu Xun family and the descendants of the Rowling family." Then the old magician turned over and went on sleeping.

Du Wei sighed. He stood in the snow, watching the night

The top of the moon has come out, moonlight sprinkled in the forest, pan in the snow, snow phosphorous, it is very beautiful.

In the forest, there were one or two howls in the distance, and I don't know what Warcraft sent them out. But a few snow dogs, sleeping very soundly. Dewey crept aside.

After sleeping in the middle of the night, he felt like peeing. In the circle of dragon dung, he found a big tree root, opened his pants and peed, then shivered.

It is said that further north, the weather will be colder, so cold that even urination will be dangerous! It is said that in that cold weather, if anyone dares to open his pants to pee in the field, he will be able to freeze his little JJ down!

Du Wei sighed and looked back at the tent... When will this kind of day end?

This old guy hijacked himself and left, but he didn't answer any questions. Dewey had already choked up with questions. He didn't even know what he was kidnapping himself for.

Take it out on her apprentice? Heaven and earth conscience, Duwei in addition to blackmail Vivian a little magic tools, to that little silly girl is quite good. I took good care of that girl when I was on a desert island.

Even if you have to vent your anger, you have suffered a lot all the way. What kind of anger do you have?

So, kidnap yourself, blackmail the Rowlings?

Du Wei laughs... This old guy must be very powerful. Even if the Rowling family is very powerful, it may not be in his eyes. What can make him greedy?

So... Is it for Chris, who was imprisoned on the desert island? But this old man must know more than himself! What's the use of kidnapping yourself?

Duwei thought for a while, but he still had no idea. He was going back to sleep

Suddenly, in the dark woods, a voice startled him!

Whew!

Dewey's heart moved! His mental strength is very good now, and he is very sensitive to the movement around him! He had been in the camp beside the castle for so many days, and he could hear it as soon as he heard it... It was the sound of bows and arrows!

Then, all of a sudden, a scream came from a distance! A roar came in the dark with people's screams, followed by more people's exclamations... In the distance, about the northeast, Dewey vaguely saw a red light flashing in the dark! It's like there's a big fire! Faintly, a roaring sound came, and then came the sound of human footsteps in the forest... The sound was very anxious, as if it was running away... Dewey frowned, he squatted down, listening quietly... One... Two... Three... It seemed that there were five or six people's footsteps, these people were in a hurry, running very flustered, but they were coming towards themselves! In a roar... It seemed to be the roar of some wild animal, and immediately a human scream came again, as if it were the runaway man chased by the wild animal... Well, there was one less footstep. I think another guy died. In a short time, the sound of footsteps had come to him. Dewey saw that four people came to the forest in a hurry. They were all wearing fur coats, one with leather armor, the other with a machete... But only half of the knife was left. The last one was the most miserable. Half of his body was red, and he didn't know whether it was his own blood or his companion's blood. Holding a bow in his hand, he ran and yelled, "come on! Come on! It's coming! It's coming! It killed the captain! Run The man in front of him had already run through a row of trees. When he saw Dewey, he suddenly cried out, "there are people here!" Before Dewey spoke, the four snow dogs behind him got up long ago and showed their teeth to the passers-by. They jumped and barked... (support this book with practical actions, please smash the ticket and collect it.)-