Scattered snowflakes were flying down, the roof of Gray Waterview Castle had collapsed, and a thick layer of snow accumulated on the ground.
rustle
There was a sound under his feet, and Viserys pushed open the dilapidated door and walked into the abandoned castle.
There was no surprise attack from the wights this time. It was obvious that even the wights could not pass through the muddy swamp after losing the power of the Night King.
However, the silver-haired young man just took two steps in, looked around, and then stopped slightly.
"Um?"
Because in a very conspicuous place in the castle, a touch of life clearly appeared. Green vines were growing, green leaves were growing, and they were wrapped around something, as if they were still shaking slightly.
If you look carefully, it looks like there is a person hanging on the beam.
"This is impossible."
Viserys frowned slightly when he saw this scene. He had been walking in the Neck for so long without seeing any life.
However, I didn't expect that there would be such obvious vitality and vitality here, just like early spring.
Then he walked closer, pulled open the vines, and found that there was indeed a corpse wrapped in it. It was shaking slightly and looked like it had been dead for a long time.
"he is…"
The silver-haired young man thought for a moment, and then he thought of a certain story.
When the human coalition hoped to use the Neck to stop the White Walkers from advancing, the people of the Neck also made great efforts, but unfortunately they failed in the end.
Some of the Zelanders fled their homeland, and most died here, including the leader of the Zelanders, the mysterious Reed family patriarch, Holland Reed.
According to legend, he hanged himself in his family's castle. No one knows why he did this.
But now more than a year has passed. If this person is really Holland Reed, then there is no reason why he can still be hanging on the rope.
It should have fallen down long ago with the rope breaking or the flesh rotting.
Did he defeat gravity?
Viserys frowned slightly and involuntarily held his palm on the hilt of the sword, but now for him, there seemed to be nothing that could threaten him among the existences below the gods.
The silver-haired young man walked up to the body that was swaying slightly in the wind, raised his head and looked up.
It can be seen that the corpse is not very tall, and has the characteristics of a typical Zelander. His face is pale, without any blood color, his cheeks are also covered with a light layer of frost, and his eyes are wide and gray.
The withered eyes also make people shudder.
However, Viserys was not afraid. He stretched out his hand and was about to touch it, wanting to trace the past of this strange corpse.
But just before the silver-haired young man's hand was about to touch the corpse.
"Um?"
His eyes suddenly flickered slightly, as if he saw something, and then he quickly took his hand back.
boom
At this moment, the beam above Viserys' head finally seemed to be overwhelmed and collapsed instantly.
The body hanging from the beam also fell to the ground, like a broken sandbag, and it made a dull sound and a somewhat painful groan when it hit the ground.
"Damn it!"
This corpse is rubbing its butt, with a bitter look on its face, but the frost on his face has not yet melted, and there is no trace of blood on his face. Coupled with this eerie and dilapidated ancient castle, the scene looks a bit strange and terrifying.
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However, Viserys' eyes narrowed slightly, but he did not retreat.
Because in his eyes, he can be sure that the other party has indeed transformed from a 'corpse' into a living person, rather than a so-called ghost.
The temperature of his body is rising steadily, and finally gradually reaches the temperature that a normal person should have. The frost on his face is also melting, turning into snow water and flowing down. At the same time, his pale face gradually regains its color and ruddy color.
He sat on the ground and rubbed his butt, then raised his head and looked at Viserys, then climbed up from the ground in a somewhat embarrassed manner and said.
"I hope I didn't scare you, my friend."
However, he immediately noticed Viserys' undisguised long silver-gold hair and violet-like eyes, and the expression on his face suddenly froze for a moment.
Viserys didn't pay attention to the expression of recognition on the other person's face. He frowned slightly and looked at the short man in front of him.
Because with his level of knowledge, it is difficult to explain what happened just now. Why did a corpse suddenly come back to life? What kind of magic is this?
"Are you the Grand Commander of the Zelanders, Howland Reed?"
Viserys asked in a cold voice.
The expression on Holland Reed's face was obviously a little nervous, because he really recognized who the person in front of him was.
Through the open door of the castle, you can see a huge black dragon lying outside. The person in front of you has very obvious characteristics of the Targaryen family. He has extraordinary beauty, long silver-gold hair, and violet
's purple eyes.
Who else in this world has a Targaryen who owns a black dragon?
But the result was different from what he expected!
Holland Reed was roaring in his heart, but on the surface he seemed very embarrassed. He opened his mouth to conceal his identity, but in the end, after thinking about it, his reason told him that he shouldn't do this.
Then the short Zedi man could only nod his head.
"I am"
However, before he could finish his words, he saw the silver-haired young man in front of him with a calm face suddenly reaching out and grabbing his shoulder.
Holland Reed was slightly startled. He instinctively wanted to dodge, but found that the opponent's palm seemed to be able to navigate, and he could not dodge. Then he directly grabbed his shoulder.
"you!"
The short Zedi man was shocked and was about to say something. However, the next second, the world in front of them suddenly changed.
Phew~
Time is rapidly turning back, and the surrounding dilapidated castles are gradually returning to what they were before they were dilapidated.
The dim candle burned slowly, and a letter filled with words for help was placed on the desk, signed to Eddard Stark, Duke of Winterfell.
There is also a slender girl with long brown hair and a thin boy with dark green eyes in the castle. He is very young but has a calm and serious face, and seems to have seen through many things in the world.
The man who had just spoken to Viserys and returned from the dead was also in the castle at the moment. He knelt down in front of a shield with the emblem of a smiling face and a heart tree and prayed silently.
"I saw."
However, at this moment, the thin boy with dark green eyes, who was being pulled by his sister, suddenly spoke.
The man who was kneeling in front of the shield of the Smiling Tree suddenly trembled and then turned his head.
"What did you see? Jiujian."
Then when the boy finished talking about what he saw, Holland Reed fell into silence.
After a long while, he waved his hand and drove away the two siblings.