Chapter 2 Chapter Two
A thin monk wearing a gray burqa stood beside the well at the entrance of the square at some point. He held a chestnut staff in his left hand and a dark yellow pottery bowl in his right hand. Only a circle of St. With short hair and a crude wooden cross hanging on his chest, he turned out to be a wandering fakir.
Dervishes belong to the Order of Dervishes under the command of the Holy See.The monks in the regiment are different from ordinary priests. They advocate frugality, and they say that "the poor can be saved".Such remote villages are generally dismissed by the church, and only the fakirs often come to preach.
The friar made a sign of the cross and said: "It is said in the Bible that God has the virtue of being good at life, why don't you give up your hand and improve your own virtue." Generous and comfortable, everyone knows that although he looks haggard, he is not old, at most forty.King Alpad frowned. The dervish has a deep relationship with the Holy See. He didn't want to have a quarrel with the Holy See for nothing, so he could only patiently say: "God, hurry up and walk your way."
The dervish said again: "The sixth statement of the Ten Commandments of Moses, you must not kill. God's covenant is still in your ears. Don't you repent?" King Alpad angrily said: "If you don't teach me less, who will make you more Mess with your own business!" The fakir didn't think he was disobedient, and continued to chatter endlessly: "Everything in the world is in accordance with the will of God, how can it be nosy? I will inherit the responsibility of teaching and dissemination, and I dare not slack in the slightest." King Alpad saw This skinny and withered monk kept pestering him, and he felt ruthless, thinking that as long as I kill all the people present, I won't be afraid that the church will come to find me bad luck.
At this moment, Bronnold had already fallen to the ground, covered in bruises, and was hung around his neck by something like a circle of long knives and hammers. There were fifteen or six people around him, but there were still seven or eight others on the ground. It can be seen that he How powerful.King Arpad bowed to give orders, and immediately three people pulled away from Bronnold and walked towards the dervish.
The dervish didn't realize the imminent disaster, so he kept chattering, "We are all sinners, whoever wields a sword will die by the sword in the future..." Those three people were used to fierceness, and it was very unpleasant to hear these chatters. Pulling out the dagger, the two grabbed the monk's shoulders.
Under this grasping, the two felt a mass of energy surged out of the dervishe's body, and the palms bounced away, pushing them three or four steps away forcefully.Seeing that the situation was not good, the man with the dagger hurriedly cut the monk's throat, but before the blade reached, he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his lower abdomen, his knees softened, and he fell to his knees on the ground involuntarily.
When everyone saw it, they were all shocked, and rushed forward fiercely with their weapons.The dervish sighed, made another sign of the cross on his chest, shook his head and said, "Ending violence with violence is not what I want, Heavenly Father, please forgive me." The beggar monk was not spared, but the chestnut wooden walking stick seemed to have a spirituality, turning gently like flowing clouds and flowing water, many weapons slid across the surface of the stick, and fell into the air one after another.
The dervishe walked and waved, these sticks seemed to be waved casually, but not too much, not too little, just enough to hit the enemy's key points.After only a few encounters, everyone fell to the ground one after another, grinning with pain in their joints, but no one was injured.The dervish takes his leisure time, which is better than strolling in the garden, and the pottery bowl he holds in his hand never tilts in the slightest.
Seeing that his subordinates were in such a mess, King Arpad knew that he had encountered a tough hand today, even if he was fierce by nature, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.The dervish recited the name of God, and using some kind of physical skill, he arrived in front of King Alpad in an instant.The chestnut wooden cane was held out flat, there was nothing surprising about it, but King Alpad felt that his whole body was threatened by the tip of the cane, and it was difficult to dodge.He wanted to fight back, but the cane, as if it could see through his mind, seized the important position early and completely blocked his attack.
The dervish didn't intend to attack at all, he just defended and couldn't advance.King Arpad kept changing his tricks and showed his best knowledge in his life, but the dervish always could predict the enemy's opportunity and blocked the way with his walking stick repeatedly.King Alpad was restrained everywhere, and the two mighty axes were difficult to move under the pressure of this small wooden staff, and he was extremely embarrassed.He couldn't vent his anger, he was trapped in a cage like a mountain bear, his veins were bulging, he couldn't help shouting: "Who the hell are you!"
The dervish looked indifferent: "This is Brother Pa Fei Kavana of the dervish order, and he is determined to serve the mighty as his mission. May the Lord protect you." King Alpad said: "Could it be that the Holy See also agrees with the "Double Brothers?" Have you coveted the Proverbs of Snakes?" Brother Cavana was stunned: "The Proverbs of Two Snakes?" King Alpad sneered and said, "As soon as this book came out, Europe was shocked, and I don't believe in those old things of the Holy See. You can still sit in Rome, so don't pretend to be stupid." Brother Kavana said: "The monks never tell lies. My dervish monks take asceticism as their way, preach the gospel as their mission, and never get involved in secular disputes. God guides Passing through this place on the next road is just to save lives. Your Excellency is caring."
King Alpad said: "It doesn't matter if you tell the truth or not, anyway, today is only one death!" He burst into ferociousness, his legs stopped, and his entire huge body rose into the air, and rushed towards the monk.The dervish's tricks are so exquisite that King Alpad himself is difficult to match, so he simply uses his clumsiness and ingenuity to use himself as a weapon.With such a heavy and strong body falling down, it is useless for you to use any moves, you can only resist—this monk is thin and dry, and his muscles and bones will definitely be crushed this time.
Unexpectedly, Brother Kavanagh's body shape remained unchanged, his arms moved like rings, and his dead branch-like fingers swept across his giant body like a gust of wind.With this swipe, King Alpad suddenly felt that his castration had changed, and he reversed his direction with a few pokes. His whole body remained unchanged, and crashed into a red brick hut next to the monk with a bang.The hut was hit by this blow and collapsed into ruins. The square was filled with smoke and dust for a while. King Arpad fell between the ruined walls, and his life and death were unknown.
This is a trick "Saul turns back" created by the Son Jesus.Saul was originally a Pharisee wanderer who bullied Christians in the street. Later, when he passed by Damascus, Jesus appeared holy and made him blind for three days. Saul was enlightened, converted to the holy religion, changed his name to Paul, and became a generation of saints. .This move is intended to reverse the evil deeds, turn back to the way, and it is the most first-class kung fu in using strength to fight.
Brother Kavanagh didn't show any panting expression on his face, and said leisurely: "You go." The group of thieves had already been stunned by the magic of this hand, and after hearing what he said, they all turned around and wanted to leave.The monk said again: "Take your king, it's really hard work for the English to come to the Balkans to be bandits." Ignoring the sarcasm in his words, the group of thieves quickly dug the unconscious King Arpad out of the rubble, Several other companions who were lying on the ground, half-supported and half-dragged, left in a hurry, without even picking up the weapons that fell on the ground, and walked away cleanly in an instant.
The enemy retreated, and the square was filled with awe.Segolena didn't know that his life was hanging by a thread just now, he got up from the ground, whistled at Brother Kavana, and was very interested in the wooden stick in his hand.Brother Kavanagh was very interested in seeing the child's strange behavior, so he stretched out the wooden stick. Segolena grabbed the end of the stick, gnawed it with his teeth, and frowned. It seemed that this thing was really unpalatable.He looked back at Brown Nod and Durand again, his eyes were a little worried, and he mumbled to Brother Kavanagh, "...sick...grass...eat..." When he lived alone in the castle, he occasionally chewed when he was sick. Seeing that the two of them were injured, they thought they also had a strange disease and needed herbs to cure them.
Brother Kavana nodded secretly: "This child looks weird, but he is a man of affection. It can be seen that God created man and planted the roots of goodness in his heart. It is really amazing." He turned to Longconi and said: "Several people, is there any medicinal wine for this one?" Longkoni waited until he woke up from a dream, and hurriedly called his followers to fetch the wound medicine and bandages, and hurriedly applied them to Brown Nord.Fortunately, although Brown Nord was seriously injured, but they were all traumatic injuries, he was still conscious, and kept cursing those English thieves in vernacular.Seeing that the crowd was making a lot of noise over there, Segolena became curious and hopped over to join in the fun.
Brother Kavanagh walked up to Viscount Durand. The viscount's fluids had not been mixed thoroughly and he could not move lightly.Brother Kavana smiled slightly, put the pottery bowl into his robe, put his hand on his waist, and secretly counted the time.The kidneys in the waist belong to the palace of Libra, which is the key point for the harmony of the four fluids in the human body. According to the astronomical signs, Mars is entering the palace of Libra, which is the opportunity for breathing adjustment and fertility.Durand felt a hot current pouring into the waist along the monk's fingers, and immediately separated two branches, one from the Sagittarius palace on the thigh to the Aquarius palace on the ankle, and the other from the female palace of the stomach and intestines to the Aries palace on the cheek. The second palace circulates in the body, and then meets the scales between the kidneys again. As far as the internal force reaches, the four liquids that were originally boiling like fire in the star point will all be calmed down.He was born in the Holy See, and his internal strength is authentic to the Holy Gate, with a solid foundation, and it is showing miraculous effects at this moment.
After about one candle, Brother Kavanagh suddenly withdrew his palm.Durand let out a long breath, the breath flowing through his body was unhindered, and it was indescribably beneficial.He slowly opened his eyes, knowing that this treatment took a lot of monk Kavanagh's mind and mind. If he didn't have the monk's help, even if he survived, he would be permanently disabled.Thinking of this, he was very grateful and knelt down on one knee to thank him for saving his life.Brother Kavanagh said "no need" and stretched out his hand to hold him. Durand felt a soft inner force lift him up, and he couldn't even kneel down.
Brother Kavanagh said: "My lord is injured, so this ceremony should be avoided." Viscount Durand was grateful and ashamed at the same time: "If it wasn't for the help of the monks this time, I will be ruined here in Prudential. It's on the banks of the Te River." Brother Cavana said again: "I can only calm the turmoil in your body, but I can't restore the balance of the four liquids. Sir, you can't move for forty days. You can adjust your breath every day and take good care of yourself. Recover as before, leaving no future troubles."
Durand said anxiously: "Thank you for your kindness, monk, but I have a heavy responsibility and I cannot delay it." Brother Kavanagh said, "Could it be the "Proverbs of Two Snakes" spoken by the English people?" Durand was embarrassed, and he remained silent. After a while, he slowly raised his head and said: "Don't dare to speak nonsense to your savior. Hippocrates' "The Proverbs of Two Serpents" is on me. My duty is to send it to the hands of a gentleman in Suceava. This is about France. The fate of the country is a big matter, and I hope you will forgive me."
Brother Kavanagh was shocked: "It really is that book, it actually appeared in the world?" Durand said: "Exactly." Then he shut his mouth, as if he didn't want to say more.Brother Kavana suppressed his astonishment, and said: "I once heard the elders in the Sangha mention that there was a peerless famous doctor Hippocrates in ancient Greece. They are all very creative. He traversed Greece for more than 60 years, defeated countless enemies, and lived countless lives. Later, when Hippocrates was dying, he wrote his life experience into a book. His usual weapon is a double snake stick, so later generations called the book "The Proverbs of Two Snakes." Durand did not comment, but listened intently.Brother Kavana said again: "What is published in the world today is only the medical book, which records Hie's knowledge on the way of medicine. As everyone knows, since this book is called the Two Snakes, there are naturally two books, one on medicine and one on medicine. Wu. There are very few people who know about the latter book. It is said that Saladin had the honor to see it in person, and he has disappeared since. The martial arts book of The Snake Proverbs."
Seeing him talking eloquently, Dullard couldn't help becoming vigilant, and tentatively said: "You know it very well, monk." Brother Kavanagh smiled and said: "In Europe, only the church has the most books. It’s easy to read, and it’s not surprising to know these anecdotes.” Seeing that Dullard became wary, he made a sign of the cross on his chest, and said solemnly: “My lord, don’t be afraid. Although Hippocrates was a great sage, he Belief in the old Greek gods, in my opinion, is really an idolater. What is contained in the Bible has been used inexhaustibly, so how can I sacrifice the basics and practice this kind of heresy.”
Dullard's face paled. In fact, if Brother Kavanagh wanted to snatch it, he would have no power to fight back.Brother Kavanagh wanted to ask him what the origin of those fake bandits was. Seeing that he was very sensitive when he was involved in anything, he closed his mouth, reached out and pinched his wrist, shoulder blade and heart, observing the blood flow for a while, solemnly He warned: "My lord, you are seriously injured. If you continue to fight with others like today, the four fluids will flow out from the star points all over your body, rushing wantonly, and harming the heart of the Lion Palace—unless the Holy Son returns, Otherwise, you will die." Durand put his hands on his chest and said with emotion: "If you can't fulfill your vow, you will be ashamed to live."
Brother Kavanagh sighed: "Today, there are too few people who uphold the virtues of chivalry like a lord, and I am very impressed." He paused for a while, and then said: "All believers in the world are brothers. Today It must be God's will to save the Lord by accident. If the Lord does not dislike it, I am willing to escort the Lord for a certain distance to Suceava, what do you think?"
Durand was overjoyed, and wanted to bow down and thank him again.Brother Kavana stepped forward to support him, and said in a slow voice: "Why do you need to be thankful, my Lord is merciful, and will definitely protect righteous believers." After saying that, the two fell to their knees and prayed silently to the sky.After praying, Durand told Brother Kavana what happened to Segolena. The monk pondered for a moment, but couldn't think of anyone who had built such a magnificent castle in the barren hills, and finally shook his head and said: "I don't know But the monks of the dervish monks are begging all over the world, and they have many eyes and ears. After I send the lord to Suceava, I will go to the monks to ask the elders to ask, and there will be something." He looked at Segolena again: " It is really embarrassing to think that this child will have such an experience. His lord's act of righteousness is to save this young soul from fire and water, otherwise he will spend his life like a beast and make his soul corrupt!"
Not long after, Brondno had finished bandaging, his whole body was tightly wrapped with white cloth, unable to move, and could only be placed on a wooden bed of a family.The people of the caravan searched around the village and found that the villagers of Filania Village were all locked in several cellars at the entrance of the village.These villagers all respected him like a god when they heard that those fierce spirits were expelled by Brother Kavanagh.
That night they rested in the village of Filania.The villagers took it off, and offered goat cheese, ale, dried blueberries, dried dill sausage, pickled salmon, roasted venison with honey and other treasured food and beverages to share with the business travelers, singing and dancing.Brother Kavanagh is an ascetic, neither drinking alcohol nor eating meat, so he gave a sermon to the villagers during the meeting.Speaking of the excitement, some people in the audience fell down and cried, and some people quietly found the monk, hoping to make a confession.Seeing such excitement, Segolena couldn't contain his excitement. He jumped into the arena and danced like others, winning bursts of applause.From time to time a whistle sounded, more charming than a musician's lyre.
Durand was wounded and couldn't eat much, so he leaned against the door, took a bowl of thick soup mixed with cream and olives, and slowly sipped it.At this time, Longconi walked up to him in a robe, leaned over and asked with concern: "Is the Sir feeling better?" Durand nodded slightly: "It's nothing serious." Longconi said: "I'll wait for tomorrow I have to go on the road, I have ordered them to leave a cart, two mules and horses for the lord, and you will be more comfortable on the way to Suceava." Durand glanced at him, and said in a daze: "You don't get paid for nothing. , I have received a lot of gifts from you along the way, how can I accept it again?" Longkoni hurriedly said: "My lord rejected the bandits today, we all saw this, this thing is not enough to thank my lord Great grace. I only hope that I will have the opportunity to meet the lord again in the future, and it will not be too late to repay." He added: "Brother Kavanagh possesses unique skills, and with him accompanying the lord, he will be safe." Durand swallowed Tang Chijie sighed: "After seeing the monk's martial arts, I know that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people."
Longkoni glanced at Segolena who was still dancing wildly, rubbed his hands, hesitated to speak, and hesitated before saying: "Sir, if you think the journey is troublesome, I can take Master Segolena with you. I will take him to Venice when I go to the Principality of Moscow to clear the goods. There are many good teachers there, as long as he is well educated, he will be a good talent." He really likes this child, and Durand is going to Suceava The danger is not small, if there is an accident, there is still a place for Segolena.It's hard to say what I mean, so I have to say it euphemistically.Durand saw through the old businessman's intentions, and said indifferently: "I have promised Mrs. Unnamed that it is more convenient to follow me to raise this child up. You don't have to add this burden to your business all day long."
Seeing that Durand had made up his mind, Longkoni no longer insisted on it, exchanged some greetings about his injuries, and then turned and left.Durand put down the soup bowl and turned his head to look. The room was pitch black, and Brown Nord was lying on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.His brows became darker and darker, and he sighed secretly, not knowing whether it was because of internal injuries or other worries.
The dinner party lasted until midnight, and people dispersed one after another.Early the next morning, Longconi and other Venetian merchants resigned from Durand and hurried on the road.Durand rested for another half a day, and Brother Kavana helped him to adjust his breathing, and then drove the cart and left Filania.
Dervish monks originally paid attention to walking with two feet, which shows their sincerity in penance.But at the moment, Brown Nord can't move, Durand needs to adjust his skills, Segolena is unruly, and Brother Kavana can only act in a hurry and temporarily work as a coachman.The viscount's master and servant's two mounts did not want to be with mules and horses, so they were tied behind the cart and followed from a distance, enjoying themselves.
From Filania to the east is the Belize Plain, with many hills and fields, and the roads are flat. Coupled with the superb driving skills of Brother Kavana, the cart travels very smoothly along the way.At this time, it was almost late autumn, and the oak trees on both sides kept retreating, and golden yellow leaves fell by the side of the car from time to time, which seemed a bit bleak.Looking as far as the eye can see, I don't see half a family, only a group of wild geese flying across the blue sky, singing clear and clear.
The cart drove south along the Prut River for three or four days.Seeing that they are about to enter the territory of the Principality of Moldova, there are more and more pedestrians on the road, and there are still several road cards set up by the Wallachians.The Ottoman Empire is about to use troops against Constantinople, and the countries in Eastern Europe are in panic, and the investigation is also stricter, for fear that Turkish spies will get in.Fortunately, with Dullard's status as a viscount, they and his party did not suffer any difficulties.
After several days of recuperation, Dullard's complexion gradually improved, and Brown Nord could barely stand up and swear a few foul words.During this period of time, Segolena was very familiar with Brother Kalina, and he was always around him, so some Latin accents were added to his tone.Brother Kalina also liked the boy's innocence, like a jade in the rough. He always said that it was rare for his soul to be untainted by the world, and he often taught him some Bible sentences.Although Segolena didn't understand what it meant, it was not difficult for the parrot to learn the tongue.Brother Kavana understood the principle of "reading the scriptures a hundred times, the meaning will emerge", and he was not in a hurry to explain the meaning of the subtle words to him.
Not a day later, the cart arrived at the Kodrenispo Pass in the Balaneste Mountains. This is the natural boundary between Wallachia and the Principality of Moldova. It stretches for hundreds of miles and is extremely steep. Only a few passes can be passed.After crossing this mountain, you can enter the border of Moldova, and then go all the way south along the Siret River to Suceava.
The cart drove slowly along the mountain road.The peaks on the two wings of Kodrenisbo Pass are uneven, like turbulent waves hitting the shore, with clusters of chaotic clouds piercing through the sky, and land ridges surpassing valleys.What is eye-opening is that there are countless trickles on the high mountains, climbing and combing between the undulating peaks and clusters of beech trees, twisting and turning into criss-cross valleys. The mountain is undulating, with straight walls and clouds, forming a complex and delicate dark green pattern with layers of shrubs, just like an Arabian carpet, which makes people confused.
This mountain road is winding and winding, with a thousand-ren rock wall standing on the left, and an insurmountable river on the right. The sound of surging water can be heard from a distance, and the difference between the two falls is at least a hundred and fifty feet.Brother Kavana held the reins tightly, reining in the mules and horses, allowing the cart to move slowly.No matter how good his martial arts are, he has to be careful on this kind of road. If he is not careful, he may fall into the mountain stream.
Durand's injury has recovered forty to fifty percent. At this time, he is close to Segolena, with his eyes slightly closed.It's not so much a rest, it's better to take care of this wild child, lest he play too much for a while and cause any accidents.
The cart was rumbling along, the road was bumpy, and stones were thrown by the wheels from time to time.Brondno had been lying in the car for several days, bored in every possible way, so he raised his head reluctantly, and said casually, "Friar, what are your plans after you arrive in Suceava?"
Brother Kavana shook the reins, laughed and said: "People who travel far and wide are their homes all over the world, so they don't care about their goals. Moldova is the territory of the Greek sect. I sent you to Suceava, and then returned from the Danube." Durand knew that the Roman Catholic Church had always been incompatible with the Greek Orthodox Church, and that the people under his banner would never communicate with each other. This time, Brother Kavanagh was willing to set foot in the Orthodox Diocese to escort him. In France, this is the time when people are employed, and if I recommend you to the top, monks can show their ambitions." Brother Kavanagh had already guessed their relationship with the French royal family, raised his horsewhip, and sighed: "There are many opinions in the Holy See. One group aids the French, the other connects the British, it is up to us dervish monks to make the decision. It’s just pity that the common people suffer from this military disaster, and I don’t know when it will end.”
Just as he was talking, two flying stones suddenly flew from nowhere, accurate and ruthless. Brother Kavana just noticed the sound of breaking wind, and the hips of the two horses behind the car were already hit by the stones.The horses were startled suddenly, they both raised their front hooves and let out a long cry, and began to gallop forward.They were originally tied to the back of the cart, so it didn't matter if they ran, even the mules and horses with the two shafts were in a panic. The cart was pulled by these four animals and turned sideways, turning faster and faster, and there was a danger of overturning.
Brother Kavanagh made a decisive decision, quickly put the rein into Durand's hand, and shouted: "Hold it!" Then he slapped the shaft of the car, and the whole person flew up like a giant bird, and jumped onto the two galloping horses in two or three jumps. Standing with both legs between the two saddles, no matter how bumpy the chassis is, it is still as stable as the Alps.He knew that if the horse stopped abruptly at this time, the car behind would hit him, and in the end, the car would overturn and the person would die, so he secretly used his profound kung fu, stretched out his palms, and encased the heads of the two horses respectively. Vigor poured in.
It should be known that although a beast does not understand human language, it also has seven emotions and six senses. No matter how crazy it is, as long as the owner gently strokes its mane and neck, it will often calm down. This is because of the feeling in the heart.Brother Kavana practiced the holy sect, with strength and gentleness, just as the master cared for them. The two beasts were swept by his inner strength, and their fear immediately diminished, and their hooves slowed down.
At this time, three more stones flew over suddenly, two were divided into two horses, and one went straight to the back of Brother Kavanagh.Durand yelled carefully, and Brother Kavanagh suddenly leaned back, and the stone barely flew past the tip of his nose.The two beasts had just settled down, but at this time they were hit again, and they couldn't help but started to run wildly again.Afterwards, the cart swayed erratically, and one wheel rolled off the edge of the cliff several times. Thanks to Durand's control of the bridle, he managed to get back. It was extremely thrilling.
At this time, there were more stones flying out again and again. Brother Kavana rolled up his sleeves and used the "Samson Greedy Sky" move to roll all the stones into his sleeves.He knew that if he didn't find the person who caused the stone, he would be restrained everywhere, and he turned his head and shouted: "Break the rein!" Durand stretched out his sword as if waking up from a dream, only to remember that the saber was still in the bag, and his hands clenched Buckle the reins, no room to spare.At the critical moment, a sharp whistle sounded suddenly, and Segolena flew over the shaft of the car with a "swish", a cold light flashed, the reins were snapped, and he jumped back on the car in just an instant.
Durand was both surprised and delighted. He never thought that Segolena could understand the meaning at the critical moment and save the cart.The two horses in front were not tied by the cart, and they ran even more like a raging fire.Unable to hold back their hooves between the rugged mountain roads, they made a sudden sharp turn ahead. They stepped on the ground in an instant, flew several feet away from the cliff, drew an arc and fell into the deep valley.The two mules were caught by the startled horse's reins, and they had already restrained their hooves, but they were pulled off abruptly.Only a few strands of hissing could be heard from the mountain stream, and then there was silence.
Brother Kavana jumped off his horse early, put his arms on the shaft of the chariot, and used "Saul's back" when dealing with King Arpad, and took the chariot aside to prevent it from rushing down.I saw the big cart spun around several times on the road without stopping, kicked up countless smoke and dust, and turned to the edge of the cliff before stopping. Half of the car was hanging outside, crumbling.
Durand hurriedly hugged Blondeno, grabbed his bag and jumped out of the cart, rolling on the ground a few times.Brother Kavana stopped the move, his face was flushed, and the top of his head was steaming, which showed that he had expended a lot of energy just now.He and Durand looked at each other, and both of them were frightened and frightened.Only Segolena was smiling, unaware of the danger, thinking it was some fun game.
Suddenly a voice came from above his head and said: "As expected of a disciple of the Holy See, this method of resisting a thousand catties with one hand is really powerful, I admire it." The two people looked anxiously, and saw a man in a brocade robe standing on the way. Aged, with a fair complexion, a head of glossy curly hair curled up high, very frivolous, neatly trimmed beards around his lips, a thin sword decorated with gemstones hanging from his waist, he looks like the son of some noble family.He spoke French fluently and purely, even Durand couldn't detect any flaws.
The brocade robed man said: "Just then Xiao Ke threw some stones for fun, I don't want to disturb the drivers, I really feel ashamed." After saying that, he bowed gracefully with his right hand across his chest.Both Durand and Kavanagh were surprised. Seeing the exaggerated appearance of this man, they didn't expect that his hands were so tough.The stone just now was accurate and ruthless, no one who is not an insider can't do it.Durand suddenly caught a glimpse of a brown lion embroidered sideways on his cloak, with a half crown on his head, and couldn't help saying in amazement: "You are the Leopard Prince!"
The man in the brocade robe looked slightly surprised, squeezed his beard with his hands, and said, "Did you ever think that I am so famous?" Suddenly he smiled and said, "My lord, you are the guardian of the French king. It is not surprising that you recognize me. Maybe you and I are here There was a meeting at a ball." Brother Kavanagh quietly asked Durand: "Could it be that he is the 'Paricide' Oosterhout?" Durand said contemptuously: "That's right!" His eyes became sharper.
This Oosterhout was born after the Black Prince, the famous general of England, and was the illegitimate child of Richard II, the son of the Black Prince, and a Scottish girl, so he could not be included in the royal lineage.Richard II granted him the vain title of prince, but he had no fiefdom; the coat of arms of the English royal family originally had three lions in profile and horizontal face, and he had to use only one.Oosterhout was happy to wander around Europa all day long, learning martial arts with various masters.He was originally an outstanding swordsmanship prodigy. He once forced Hohen, the head of the seventy-two urban guards of the Hanseatic League, to give up his sword and surrender within fifty strokes;He is cunning and unpredictable, and has a romantic nature. The lion in his coat of arms is painted very much like a female leopard, which is a sign of lust and treachery, so European martial arts gave him the nickname "Prince Leopard".
Later, when Richard II fell out with his cousin Henry Bolingbroke, Oosterhout somehow sided with his uncle.After a lot of fighting, Richard II lost his power and was killed in Lancashire by his illegitimate son.Henry Bolingbroke ascended the throne as Henry IV, and there was the House of Lancashire—hence Oosterhout's nickname, "Paricide."
With this relationship, Oosterhout and the King of England have always listened to the tune but not the announcement, like a wild crane in the clouds, coming and going freely.During the Anglo-French war, he made several moves, beheading the head of a general was like picking something out of a pocket, which made everyone feel a headache.At this time, he actually appeared in Kodrenispo, apparently at the request of the King of England, and his intention was obvious.
Durand took a step forward and said loudly: "Prince Leopard condescends to come here for that reason?" Oosterhout slapped his hands and laughed loudly: "As expected of a role model among knights, he speaks very cheerfully. Not bad! I am exactly I came here for this." Durand said: "The king who pretends to be a Ukir bandit is probably also your subordinate!" Osterhout shrugged and said disdainfully: "They are just a group of useless slaves under the King of England. This prince will not be with them. But if those slaves did not intercept you in Filania, I would not be easy to track you down here."
Durand said: "Since Your Royal Highness knows my background, you should know that I would rather die in battle than hand it over." Oosterhout nodded slightly, and praised: "I know that you have the style of a knight, and I will not hand it over." I will persuade you to surrender, and your reputation will be humiliated for nothing. After I take your life and get it back, I will personally compose your deeds into a poem like "Beowulf", and hand it over to bards to promote your loyalty in various countries. Wouldn't it be beautiful to have a lasting fragrance through the ages?" These few words were spoken in an extremely polite and arrogant manner, as if they were already regarded as things in their pockets.Brother Kavanagh cut in and said: "Your Highness, we are both people who believe in God, why should we kill them lightly? There is a saying in the Ten Commandments: Do not take away people's property."
Oosterhout sized up the dervishe, and replied, "Could this be the monk who killed Stork, the founder of Iron Axe?" At this time, Durand and Kavana knew King Alpad's real name. Brother Kavanagh made a sign of the cross: "It's right here." Oosterhout said: "The Lord Jesus once said: Slap my left cheek and give him the right cheek; take my robe and give him the shirt. Brother Since you believe in God, how can you forget these words? I only need the shirt now, and you can keep the shirt yourself.” After speaking, he laughed loudly.Brother Cavana said: "His Royal Highness wants to kill people, and poor rats want to bite snakes, let alone people? An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth." Osterhout said: "That day when the Roman soldiers came, Jesus Christ calmly He was slaughtered, died on the cross, and still did not fight. The way of giving is known to the world. However, his disciples and grandchildren are not as good as one generation after another, and they have all become people who are greedy for life and afraid of death!? It's ridiculous!" He said His words were full of preposterous words, and he had no choice but to resign. For a while, even Brother Kavanagh didn't know how to respond.
At this time, a woman flashed behind Oosterhout.This woman is wearing a bohemian-style colorful long dress, with a human-eye cloth belt wrapped around her head, and snake-shaped flowers stuck to the corners of her eyes and lips. She looks quite mysterious and enchanting.She put her hand on Oosterhout's shoulder, the bracelet on her wrist jingled crisply, and said softly: "Prince, why bother with these people, why not do it directly?" Oosterhout laughed : "There are too many hypocritical priests in the world. If you don't teach them to be convincing, you are always afraid that others will say that I am violent." Already?" Oosterhout put his arms around the woman's graceful waist, kissed her on the cheek, and said, "This time, that time, let alone when you use violence more often?" The woman shouted With a sound, the powder fist hit his chest.
The two of them spoke Bohemian dialect, and even if others couldn't understand it, they knew it was not a good word.Bronnold lay on the ground and said to Durand in a low voice: "Master, don't worry about me, just go." He knew that he looked like a useless person, and he would be a burden to such a powerful enemy.Durand snorted coldly: "Even if the King of England comes in person, I will not show my back to the enemy."
The woman teased Oosterhout for a while, then turned her head and suddenly saw Segolena, the blond boy's eyes rolled "gulugulu", looking at her curiously, very agile, she couldn't help laughing: "This The little brother is quite handsome, come, come and let my sister appreciate it." After saying that, he stretched out his slender hand to greet, Segolena was overjoyed, and flew forward with agility, which surprised everyone present.The woman didn't expect him to come so fast, and she hugged her thigh with her two small hands in an instant, giggling and said: "This kid can't see it, but he is a romantic seed." There is no defense against men and women, just seeing her shining rings makes her feel amused.
Osterhout reached out to touch the top of Segolena's head, and praised: "Good boy! Good eyes!" Durand shouted: "Segolena, come back!" Segolena showed reluctance when he heard the shout In the end, she let go of the woman, and jumped back resentfully.The woman said: "After finishing the work, the prince might as well give him to me." Oosterhout said: "Don't be tempted by sex, and let me down."
Durand saw that the two were flirting and cursing, and couldn't hold back his anger. He drew out his long sword and shouted, "If you want to fight, then fight, why is there so much nonsense!" Brother Kavana quickly grabbed his wrist and motioned for him Don't use force easily, hurt your vitality, leaned over and whispered something in his ear, Durand nodded repeatedly, and then backed away.
Suddenly there was a rush of rocks rolling, and four figures jumped over to block the escape route.这四个人一高一瘦一胖，还有一个侏儒，身上衣着俱是百色补丁拼凑而成，细眉直鼻，表情都是一般的木然，依稀有几分蒙古血统。
卡瓦纳修士眼神一凛：“波兰四凶！”这四人出身华沙，原是一胎所生，体态却是迥异，据说还是蒙古人遗留下来的血脉。四凶专好残杀，有时甚至闯入贵族庄园城堡大行杀戮，他们也不知从哪里学来一身古怪武艺，从来四人联手合击，极有威力。汉萨同盟、条顿骑士团及诸公国多次悬赏缉拿，亦无可奈何，在中欧是人人闻之变色的狠角色。想不到他们也成了豹王子的随从，今日之局，比在菲兰尼亚更为艰难。
奥斯特豪特拔出细剑，指甲轻弹剑身，发出清脆声响，宽慰道：“你们莫怕，没我的命令，四凶便不会出手。我这个人一向崇尚公平，最重道义。你们任一人只要能打败我，便可全员安然离去，我绝不阻拦。”
卡瓦纳修士冲杜兰德示意了一眼，举步向前，平举木杖道：“那么便由在下与王子殿下过得几招罢。”奥斯特豪特大喜，他浸淫剑道经年，以挫敌踢馆为最大乐趣。眼前这人曾轻松打败斯托尔克，他猎武之心顿时涌起，连声道：“好，好，罗马教廷是数百年的名门大派，我倒想领教一下耶圣传下的绝学。”
卡瓦纳修士不复多言，手中木杖少顿，一上来就施展全力。杖法古拙，运转缓滞，似是杖头垂着万钧铁铊，沉重至极。奥斯特豪特振剑迎上，他使的是细身长剑，讲究一个“快”字，恰是这等迟缓杖法的克星。不料剑杖甫一相迎，奥斯特豪特顿觉不妙，这慢吞吞的木杖挟着无比精纯的内力，似展开了一轮漩涡，他的细剑不由自主便被吸了过去。奥斯特豪特连忙暗运气劲，控住细剑去势，对面木杖还是不紧不慢摆动，只待他进招，立时就会被吸粘，如虫坠蛛网。
奥斯特豪特立时明白单凭一个“快”字，只会输得更快，便换了一套威尔士剑法，劲气勃发，意图以内力催动剑锋，刺破卡瓦纳修士的气网。可任凭他如何变招，卡瓦纳修士只是依着自己步调，气网绵柔谦冲，百摧不破。那女子在一旁观战，眉宇间也露出淡淡忧虑。
奥斯特豪特连连抢攻了五、六次，仍不能攻破，忽然跳开圈外，喝道：“原来阁下竟是马太一系！”卡瓦纳修士气定神闲，却不露一丝破绽，缓声道：“正是，殿下好眼力。”
昔日耶稣传教之时，感于人心不古，谤主日盛，曾亲率十二门徒前往加加利山。耶稣到了山顶，看到风轻云澹，长天寥廓，一时间福至心灵，哈哈大笑，遂就地布道，敷衍神学，讲授八福八喜，给每个门徒各传了一套福音武学，以裨人心，合称登山宝训。后来彼得开创教廷正宗，把这十二套福音许为护教神功，各有一脉相传，以拱卫圣座。十二分系代代相传，号为“护廷十二使徒”，绵延至今，屡次拯教廷于危难。
奥斯特豪特于此节知之甚详，因而疑道：“登山宝训是镇廷之宝，传承极严，一代只传一人，且非教廷直系神甫不能修习，你区区一个托钵僧团的修士，如何能有这份功力！”卡瓦纳修士淡淡笑道：“倘若阁下胜了，自然便会知晓。”手中木杖依旧挥舞不停。
马太其人木讷少憨，在十二门徒中号称敦厚第一。耶稣因材施教，便传授了他一套古朴凝重的武功，这套福音武功讲究以慢打快，后发制人，不求招式奇巧，纯以精深内劲御敌。是以马太一系在宝训中虽非克敌制胜的翘楚，却守御最稳，最能立于不败之地。
只听得山路之上剑风呼呼，杖势团团，就连风啸水声亦被压了下去，眼见日头渐西，两个人影兀自争斗不休。奥斯特豪特久攻不下，奋力荡开一剑，高声叫道：“好修士！我须拿出些正经玩意儿了！”杜兰德心中一惊，暗道这厮适才难道未施全力不成。他横瞥一眼波兰四凶，把赛戈莱纳紧紧揪住，以免再出差子。
奥斯特豪特剑法忽变，大开大阖，涌出无限气象，如朝日初升，金光万道。杜兰德一旁见了，不禁面露敬佩神色。仅凭剑法中的恢弘气势就能猜出，这是亚瑟王传下来的圆桌剑法，若以骑士正宗而论，尚在十字剑法之上。圆桌剑法向来是英格兰皇室不传之秘，非皇族不传。杜兰德在战场上颇见过几个英格兰贵族使过，但跟奥斯特豪特一比，无论气度威力，那真是霄壤之别。
卡瓦纳修士亦知圆桌剑法的利害，更不惊慌，杖法依旧。嗤嗤数声，奥斯特豪特的剑尖终于穿过气阵，刺穿了卡瓦纳修士的袖子。卡瓦纳修士回转身子，右手去拍奥斯特豪特左肩的双子宫星命点。依天象而论，人体以黄道十二宫分割，每宫俱有星命之点，十二宫共有一百四十四个星命点，就是人体周身一百四十四处要害。左肩属双子左宫，星命点与心脏狮子宫息息相通，高手过招若被拍实了，轻则吐血，重则身亡。奥斯特豪特不敢托大，连忙撤回细剑，肩头微缩，眨眼间避过拍掌，下盘顺势朝卡瓦纳踢去，俨然是奥斯曼亲卫搏击术的招式。
这几下连打带消，博采数家武学之长，不愧是一代高手风范。
从场面上来看，奥斯特豪特略占上风，只是始终不能彻底钳制卡瓦纳修士。教廷素以传教为己任，故而极重韧劲，是以教廷内功以气韵绵长著称，卡瓦纳修士修炼的马太一系更精于此道。时间一长，谁胜谁负还未可知。但卡瓦纳修士以籍籍无名之身，竟能与名满欧罗巴的豹王子交手百余回合而不落下乘，传出去足以自傲了。
那波希米亚女子在一旁见奥斯特修特一时不能得手，暗暗着急，遂从怀中掏出一把七弦琴。她亮出乌亮指甲，轻轻拨动，一串弦音激射而出。这弦音颇为动听，却暗含着难以言说的莫名旋律，时而慵懒如猫，时而狡黠如狐，似有一位绝色美女搔首弄姿、撩拨挑逗一般。饶以卡瓦纳修士的定力，心神亦是一滞。
杜兰德怒道：“兀那妖女，休要旁施暗箭！”那女子轻启红唇，嗔怪道：“他们自打他们的，我自弹我的琴，干卿甚事？”杜兰德冷笑道：“我岂不知，你这是塞壬魔音，专摄人心魂。想必尊价就是塞壬琴姬艾比黛拉了！”艾比黛拉发出银铃般笑声：“哦呵呵，算爵爷你眼尖。只是你纵然知道，又能把奴家怎么样呢？”
波兰四凶虎视眈眈，布朗德诺与赛戈莱纳俱不能战，杜兰德确实不能孤注一掷与艾比黛拉争斗。艾比黛拉算准了这一点，便挤挤眼睛，捉狭道：“爵爷既不来怜惜奴家，那奴家可要继续弹哦。”手中拨动琴弦不断，阵阵魔音送入在场众人耳中。寻常人听，不过是妩媚之乐；只苦了卡瓦纳修士，这魔音根本就是冲他而来，每当他欲发劲变招的关节，魔音就忽地拔高，生生将节奏打断。马太福音讲究连绵圆融，被这么一骚扰，登时无法一气连贯，变成一堆散乱剑招，威力大减。
奥斯特豪特精神大振，圆桌剑法源源不断，压制之势顿成。卡瓦纳修士勉力支撑，一壁要与强敌折冲，一壁还要提防魔音入脑，束手束脚，被奥斯特豪特连连逼退，眼见要退到悬崖边缘，重蹈骡马复辙。他双腿一顿，使出一招“亨利立雪”，登时站得稳稳，任凭身子在崖边如何飘摇，只是不倒。
四百年前，德意志皇帝亨利四世为求教廷宽宥，在卡诺莎城堡赤足披毡，立雪三日，才蒙得格里高利七世教皇赦免，教廷风光一时无二。卡瓦纳修士施出此招，一来是巩固下盘；二来是暗示奥斯特豪特，纵然你是皇亲贵胄，亦要服于教廷之威。
奥斯特豪特自然知道这个典故，轻蔑一笑，手中越攻越快，艾比黛拉的琴声亦一阵紧似一阵。当此关头，一声哨响忽地加入战团。这哨声清越，如乳燕初翔，响彻山谷，一时琴哨合鸣，音律和洽无间，煞是动听。若给外人听了，只道是两位乐友高山流水，心意相通。艾比黛拉却暗咬银牙，哪里有什么知音，这哨声一入，恰好能弥补魔音切断之处，等若冲淡摄敌之能，再难搅乱卡瓦纳修士心神。她精熟音乐，知道哨声如此效用，与内力深浅全无关系，纯是乐理合榫，因此不能以内力催回。于是她撩起额前黑发，抬首望去，只见赛戈莱纳待在杜兰德身旁，口噙翠哨，如丝金发随山风飘起，一对纯净无比的碧蓝双眸正望着自己，心头竟然一漾。
那边厢卡瓦纳修士没有魔音牵制，心无旁骛，逐渐又将劣势扳了回来。圆桌剑法与马太福音一攻一守，依然是一个五五对分的局面。
奥斯特豪特没料到这个其貌不扬的托钵僧如此难缠，好武之心逐渐化作不耐。他挥起细剑用了个“缠”字诀，促嘴唿哨一声，波兰四凶得了命令，一起朝杜兰德扑来。艾比黛拉换了条荆刺长鞭，也加入战团。
卡瓦纳修士极有涵养，此时也遏不住怒气道：“原来说好单打独斗，你们竟说话不算！”奥斯特豪特长笑道：“誓言云云，无非浮云而已，堂堂活人，岂能被这些陈腐教条拘束。人生在世，终究是要随性而为呐。”口吐歪理，手里攻击不断。卡瓦纳修士这才想起此人既然绰号是豹王子，自然是狡诈其性。他欲返身去救杜兰德，怎奈奥斯特豪特细剑缠的紧，加上艾比黛拉也来助阵，自救尚且不暇，遑论救人。
波兰四凶开始时缓缓而行，旋即突然加速，四人立时分作左、右、上、下四路，高攻上路，瘦攻左路，胖攻右路，侏儒贴地朝着下三路滑来。这一势极象当年蒙古西征，铺天盖地，任敌人再强，两手总难敌这四面八方而来的攻击。有多少前来讨伐这四凶的英雄豪杰，都死于这招手上。纵使杜兰德十成状态，亦难逃一劫。
杜兰德从怀中抄出一本灰皮古书，冲身侧深崖一扬，厉声道：“你们再靠近半步，我便将丢将下去！”奥斯特豪特见状，连忙喝止四凶，原本动如脱兔的四凶说停即停，静如处子——他们四人确是处子，只因降生时便是天阉。卡瓦纳修士趁机退回到杜兰德身前，他们三人皆立在崖边，背后深涧，身前六名敌人呈半圆状围住。布郎帕德躺在地上，心中着急却无能为力，嘴中只是英狗、英狗，怒骂不休。
奥斯特豪特听的厌恶，飞起一脚，踢中他咽喉金牛宫哑穴，布郎帕德顿觉血液倒转，喉咙荷荷只是说不出话来。奥斯特豪特转来对杜兰德道：“此书一丢，我们固然是得不到，爵爷你的使命亦难完成，一世名声岂不是付之东流。”杜兰德道：“个人私望，何足挂齿。”奥斯特豪特又道：“纵然爵爷不关心自己，难道也不想想法兰西国运么？全系于一书之上呐！”杜兰德冷笑道：“倘若让你们英格兰人得了，我们法兰西还有甚么国运可言！”
他将那书又递远数寸，道：“卡瓦纳修士，你我萍水相逢，此事本与你无关。我主仆二人已决意与此书同归于尽，你快快走罢。”卡瓦纳修士取下胸前的十字架，微一用力，顿时化为齑粉，随风飘散，朗声道：“昔日圣子奉献一身血肉，以偿人类之罪，何等英伟！我虽不才，也愿效先贤圣行！倘若弃友独活，我如何有颜面去见天主。”
奥斯特豪特捏捏胡须，假意赞道：“两位急公好义，本王子是十分敬佩的。这位修士，你不妨听了爵爷相劝，尽可离去，本王子不会阻拦，谁愿多树敌手呢。”卡瓦纳修士正欲分辨，杜兰德道：“修士，这孩子托孤于你了！”说完把赛戈莱纳推入卡瓦纳怀中。
杜兰德知道，惟有这个办法，方能说服卡瓦纳修士离去。他纵然是不愿，也需顾及那少年生死。
奥斯特豪特知道这人武功绝强不在自己之下，又怀疑他是马太福音的正宗传人，怕不与教廷干系重大，于是乐见少去一个劲敌，也不加阻拦。卡瓦纳修士听了杜兰德的话，知道这爵士已有必死之心，面上虽无表情，双手却微微颤动，只把赛戈莱纳揽入怀中。
奥斯特豪特示意四凶闪开一条路来，卡瓦纳修士带着赛戈莱纳朝外走去。方行了数步，奥斯特豪特嘴角露出一丝狡黠狞笑，他身旁艾比黛拉突然发难，长鞭挥去，直取赛戈莱纳，四凶亦瞬时而动，攻向卡瓦纳修士。
杜兰德虽知豹王子并非信义之辈，却没料他竟翻脸翻的如此之快，连忙高声示警。这一举动，早在计算之内，四凶和艾比黛拉的举动，正是要吸引他的注意力。杜兰德只这一片刻分神，奥斯特豪特已经冲至跟前，露出森森白牙笑道：“爵爷，代我与上帝问候哩！”一手早抢过书来，噗嗤一剑刺穿胸膛。
那边艾比黛拉挥起长鞭，本欲去取赛戈莱纳天灵盖，心中忽有不忍，手腕少翻，鞭子稍稍改变去势，去缠他脚踝。卡瓦纳修士见赛戈莱纳受袭，不顾四凶袭背，伸手去抢。艾比黛拉长鞭一抖，赛戈莱纳竟被甩至崖外半空，吓得哇哇大哭。
卡瓦纳修士情急之下，体内圣功流转如火，腾然跃起把少年接住。脚下八道凌厉掌风已然涌来，卡瓦纳修士本来身势已沉，恰好一鞭挥到，他当即右脚尖点了下棘刺鞭尖，借力又是一跃，试图跳去山路之上。
奥斯特豪特喝道：“书已到手，不必留下活口了！”留了细剑在杜兰德胸膛，一手抓书，另一只手作掌势带着雄浑内力猛拍过来。卡瓦纳修士横抱赛戈莱纳，在半空无可回避，情知已然无幸，不禁双目恻然，默念“我主保佑”，拼尽一世功力迎上。
二掌相对，两股威力无匹的劲道轰然相撞，其力催金断石。只听得闷闷一声轰鸣，奥斯特豪特浑身剧震，踉踉跄跄退了六步，背心靠在峭壁之上方才站定，嘴角流出一缕殷红鲜血。他没料到卡瓦纳这一击威力竟至如斯，自己四液五脏，无不难受至极。假若双方都在平地公平对掌，只怕此时他已然性命不保。
奥斯特豪特暗叫侥幸，心想那修士总算除掉了。他强压下体内翻腾，看书卷尚捏在自己手中，心下大定。四凶与艾比黛拉此时纷纷围过来，奥斯特豪特刚欲张口说话，被细剑钉在地上的杜兰德忽地哈哈大笑起来，声音却凄切悲凉。
奥斯特豪特走向前去，疑道：“你死到临头，何故发笑。”杜兰德吐出一口血水，道：“我笑你这弑父者辛苦一场，却还是作茧自缚，一无所得。”奥斯特豪特生平最恨别人提这绰号，面色不禁一变，怒道：“那秃毛修士和小贱种早被我击下悬崖，也已到手……”话未说完，他一时想到什么，竟僵在原地，连忙唤艾比黛拉取出火折。
艾比黛拉从怀里拿出火折，四凶就近扎了一束枯枝点燃。奥斯特豪特让火把凑近，急切切把手中的古书翻开，这书封面血红，却看不清字迹，内中密密麻麻写满拉丁文。奥斯特豪特虽不知此书是特兰斯万尼亚城堡主人的遗物，却明白希波克拉底一个古希腊人断不会以拉丁文写作。他气急败坏，一脚踏到杜兰德胸前，怒喝道：“究竟在什么地方？！”
杜兰德道：“我自知武功低微，早已将托付与卡瓦纳修士，自己藏的却是别的闲书。”奥斯特豪特这时才明白，刚才杜兰德以书相胁，托孤于卡瓦纳修士，不过是以自己性命为代价的一个局，引来敌人注意，卡瓦纳修士便可安然携着离开。杜兰德又道：“原本这计策容易识破，你若发现及时，尚可追上去与修士一战。可惜你言而无信，竟先对修士下毒手，那真本，只怕已被你一掌振落在这山涧之中了。”言罢连连咳嗽，嘴边已泛起血沫。
奥斯特豪特不待他说完，三步并作两步奔去崖边，俯身去张望。但见脚边山风横起，峭壑阴森，空谷之下黑漆漆不知有多深，哪里还有卡瓦纳修士与赛戈莱纳的踪影……