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Heavy snowfall occurs in December of the lunar winter, making it difficult for travelers with luggage to walk through knee-deep snow.
The traveler's head was covered with a thick cotton hat, and large frosts and snow added a natural mask to it. His thick clothes and tight canvas bag made it almost impossible to see his specific appearance at that moment. Those who saw it from a distance thought it was a shameful, fat, stupid bear with a shell on its back.
The traveler looked up at the cliff ahead. A black castle towered over the cliff.
This castle is his only chance to survive the intense winter heat.
Even if the traveler knows that the Black Castle is strangely full of unpleasant omens, and even the cold, harsh snow is only a background, masking its own paradoxical and dangerous atmosphere. Even though I know I can't, I also know that I have to. There was unimaginable death and murder. Once he went there, he might never e back, but he always had to go.
Either he freezes to death in this blizzard, or he dies later in the dangers of the castle...he clearly has no choice and is forced to make a choice.
Eventually the traveler arrived at a suspension bridge between two castles. Just looking down at the cold blue mist at the bottom of the cliff almost brought his heart to freezing point.
After a laborious walk and careful crossing of a frozen and fragile suspension bridge, they finally arrived at the gates of the Black Castle.
The traveler took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to knock on the castle door. Worried that the people inside wouldn't hear him, he also waved his hand and knocked loudly on the door, saying, "Is someone there!? Is someone there!?"
The door was closed, dark and heavy, and there was snow on the door. The poor man outside the door was shaking and his voice was weak.
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