The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 9: The Night Beyond (Part 1)

The steam valve rattles behind, and the six pairs of mechanical wings undulate in sequence, pushing Jonah to fly quickly over the hills in the twilight.

This is the seventh hour of flying. Jonah can feel his body temperature constantly being taken away by the wind. With an extremely awkward posture, he untied a corner of the baggage behind him, fumbled for a piece of bread and handed it to his mouth. Unable to open, the whole face was numb.

Below is the brown hills passing by quickly. Judging by the terrain, he should have left the border of St. Boren and entered the mountainous Bazelard. The cavalry raging on the red soil plateau and the beacon smoke everywhere were far behind him.

After the initial fear and excitement of flying faded, Jonah felt completely at a loss. He even took a nap in the air so that he could not say goodbye to the ruins of the Red Rock Fort.

The ability to think gradually recovered, and the vision of a magnificent future and the shame of escaping alone followed, leaving the young astrologer at a loss, always happy and sometimes sad.

After a while, he began to study the operation method of the "Clap Henry II", and then sadly discovered that this weird device composed of steam puppet toys, broken copper pipes and stale leather was originally a strange device. Just kidding, the valves and joysticks that control the height, speed, and pitch are on the back of the machine. He stretched his arms as far as possible, and his fingers couldn't touch the edges of the valves.

Fortunately, the two belts in charge of the direction are working properly, allowing him to fly to the destination. As for how to land,-Jonah decided to let his fate.

After barely chewing half a loaf of bread, the sky was completely dark, and Jonah passed a brightly lit medium-sized town, and the aroma of hot food floated in the air, causing him to drool.

The hooves of the Zawi Empire’s cavalry have yet to break the calm of Bazelal.

A few days ago, I was still a bystander of the world. The jungle of swords and guns where he walked would consciously open up a path of tolerance; but since his instructor told him that the tyrant Yelizawitan unilaterally announced the tearing of the agreement, leading to the five majors of the Western Continent The blood of the guild members flowed into a river, and Jonah had an inexplicable fear of the word soldier.

He has seen too many people who died of unfavorable lives, but never imagined that those unrecognizable corpses could be himself, even his mentor. Thinking of the mentor, a sharp pain in Jona's heart flashed away. He sighed, but was coughed violently by the wind pouring into his mouth.

Tonight, the 30th star "Bear" in the first house will shine in the southern sky. Jonathan opens his eyes to search for the stars he is familiar with. "Bear" and the seventh star "Boat" in the seventh house are the main pairs of his research. Stars and interstellar lines have the characteristics of "light, heat and shape changes".

The illuminated star array on his staff was carved on rubies by Koshava Mentor using the power of this interstellar line.

Finally found the trace of the "bear" among the densely packed companion stars. Jonah felt a little calmer, and closed his eyes to feel the warm energy of the interstellar line penetrating his heart.

I don't know how long it took, the monotonous wind in his ear became low, and Jonah opened his eyes and found that the hilly area was going away behind him, and the vast alluvial plain spread out under the stars. He flew over the land of Bazelal, and in front of him was a broad no-owner zone on the north bank of the Holy River where Colombo people live.

If the direction is correct, his destination, Cherry Duo, is not far away. He hopes to make a safe landing at Cherry Duo. Falling into the village of Colombo or the other side of the holy river is not a happy ending. Jonah tightens his lips. Adjust the direction of "The Lame Henry II" and try to find the river and town at the end of the line of sight.

Suddenly, there was a soft bang behind him, and the steady flight trajectory changed. The aircraft bumped up and dropped several tens of feet. Jona was dizzy, feeling that the bread he had just eaten was pouring into his throat.

He opened his mouth wide in horror, and saw the densely wooded north shore plain approaching and farther away from him, and the starry sky kept spinning.

It's broken, the floating star formation engraved on the black crystal is about to collapse, Jonah thought, reaching out his hand in vain and touching the joystick back, but he couldn't stop the six pairs of power wings from fanning dutifully.

There was another soft noise, and Jona clearly felt that his weight had doubled, desperately drawing a beautiful parabola under the push of his wings, and rushing towards a leafy broad-leaved tree. The crown of the tree magnified infinitely before his eyes, and Jona had only time to curl up his limbs and close his eyes.

Boom.

It was dark.

……

Gu Tie strenuously opened his eyelids to look at the game world, moved his fingers, and got used to the strange body again.

He found himself lying on a hard wooden bed covered with a few pieces of tattered animal skins. The roof was very low. A burning brazier was hung from the beams with chains. The brazier was the only light source, illuminating the wall. It's light and dark. The warm air smelled of tobacco and an unknown rancid smell. Except for the bed, there was only an old wooden table. Behind the table sat a thin old man wearing a white square hat and a brown felt cloak. He was dozing off with his hand propped on his sparse beard's chin.

"The changes are so big, I can't keep up with the times. I'm sure Old Xiao is crying in a more miserable corner of the world, waiting for me to save, hum." Gu Tie muttered with a headache, and called out his Memories of this body during the dozen or so hours online: deciding to leave, finding a tutor, flying machine, and falling.

"...Damn, my life is a big movie!" Gu Tie grew his mouth in surprise, and then found that his head, body, and back hurt everywhere, and his left leg simply lost control.

"...At least it's an inspirational film. I'm in charge of the scene of disabled teenagers. This sad main task..." Gu Tie sat up with a grin and looked at the animal skins. Sure enough, his left leg should He was wounded, wrapped in bandages, only wearing close-fitting clothing, robe, parcel, buckskin bag, and "Cripple Henry II" did not know where he ended up, but the staff was leaning lonely on the corner of the wall.

"Um, uncle..." Gu Tie shouted at the dozing old man. The old man's head was little by little, and he was sleeping soundly.

"Hey, don't go to sleep. I just stripped people out of the clothes. Anyway, give me an explanation, uncle? Oh, rely on..." Gu Tie stepped on the log floor, hurting his leg and it hurt him almost.

"Huh?" The old man woke up, following his reputation. The flickering fire light illuminates his wrinkled face, and there are no eyeballs in his empty eye sockets.

"Fuck me." Gu Tie was taken aback again, and almost sat down, hurriedly using a stick to support his body. "Who are you? Where is this?"

The old man looked at him with interest without pupils, wiped off the saliva from the corners of his mouth, and said happily: "My house."

"What am I doing at your house?" Gu Tie looked down at his crotch. The seventeen-year-old Qingxiu Zhengtai didn't feel that safe physically.

"You are a customer of the old man, this boy. I snatched their supper from two hundred Colombo niggers—that is, you, in exchange for the pile of tatters that fell with you. . The exchange of equal value, the host and the host have fun." The old man stared at him cheerfully and said.

Gu Tiemao avoided the sight of the old man from the emptiness.

He thought about it, but he didn't find the memory that fell into the hands of the Colombo people. During the time he passed out, the ghost knew what happened? Maybe the old man just kicked in the bushes and dragged him home.

"Return the robe and purse to me, uncle, no matter how hospitable you are, this emergency road rescue is worth the money for a dinner."

"Your bread is too bad, and so is the sausage." The old man pouted. "The astrologer's robe is too ostentatious, it will kill you, and the bag of shining gems is even more so, you will know it when you go out. The old man is not deceived."

Gu Tie was taken aback for a moment, leaning on his staff, and pushed open the door of the house with peeling paint. The cold air swept over, and Gu Tie shivered.

The endless black-gray flat-topped stone houses, one by one, are densely extended to the distance that the stars can't illuminate, there is a huge roar, and there is moist water vapor in the air.

After walking two steps left and right, Gu Tie understood.

This is a town by the river. The center of the town is an 80-foot square, and the small house where he is standing stands alone in the center of the square.

There is no other possibility. The river is beyond the holy river. The town is Cherry Crossing. He arrived at the destination, or rather, the hapless game character who broke his leg arrived at the destination.