Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

After putting on the delirium bracelet, as the arm swung as I swung my arm, I noticed a long string of large things hanging from the detective's neck. It was a kind of porcelain figurine made of white clay, which looked like a rooster from the outside, the size of a zongzi, and it was very cute. I once saw this thing taken out as a throwing cannon when I was in the Yin Eroded Dojo, and it crackled and could release a powdery mist, so I forgot to ask afterwards. At this moment, she was so close, and the sharp-eyed Sister Di was the best at finding reflective things, so she asked him what it was.

"RipeClaw, I was going to give it to you. It is also called a ground chicken, and when it sees danger lurking around it, and an invisible demon is trying to attack people, it will throw it out. The released gas will track and leave a chicken's claw-like mark on the ground, which is used exclusively to hunt for enemies. Lao Dai untied them, told me to wait for each of them to take it, and after looking around, he said, "That fat man who always loves bad things is gone, and the advantage of the human mortar no longer exists, so you have to take it after a while." "

The Dream Keeper, named Rabbit, was half-crouching on the ground at the moment, fiddling with a pile of washed jam glass bottles with Eupicio. Ruddock's razor removed several bags from the car, and then dumped the plaster and fireflies inside. After doing this, the three of them immediately sealed their mouths with oiled paper, and then carried them in their hands to the front of the Black Fengkou Tunnel, waiting for Lao Dai and Paco to finish.

The national detectives who are lined up in the grass at both ends of the rocky mountain, at the same time, are also helping the working group of Channel 9 to carry the batteries and set up the camera positions, and they are very busy. They turned their heads to look at the group of weirdos doing strange warm-up exercises, laughing one after another, and some even commented on how Lao Dai could be mixed up with them. In the crowd, only a few were silent, even with solemn expressions on their faces, and the military doctor was one of them, just because they had heard the horrors of the 2201 file.

There were only three people who entered the first round, Soul Scythe, Lao Dai, and the new rabbit. They first went through the tunnel to make sure it was safe, and then we followed up in the second round, when the entire section of the pass was controlled, and the rest of the people could enter.

"You think it's funny, isn't it?" Lao Dai returned to the crowd and asked everyone to put the key bags, mechanical watches and other small things they were carrying into the cardboard boxes on the car, and let the people who had had cardiac pacing surgery stay where they were, and not follow the crowd to take risks. After seeing that everyone was almost busy, he explained, "Monotonous balanced broken sounds, or things that make regular noises, should not be worn in." Since this is a tunnel where something has happened, we need to be fully prepared. If the Black Maple Mouth had been a place where the bones of the Indians were buried, the sound would have been like the bells in a church, and would have given them direction, so they all had to be left behind. "

The rabbit also wiped his face with sweat and explained to the national detectives, saying that our night detective this time can be said to be both safe and risky. Because of the sufficient preparation in advance, it can be said that there is basically no last resort, and all aspects have been taken into account; the adventure component refers to the fact that because he learned that the tunnel was originally dug in someone else's ancestral tomb, it was already half past four in the afternoon, and he had suggested to the soul sickle and Lao Dai to postpone it for a day, but the opportunity for Sister Di's gang to shoot was only tonight, so it was not accepted. It's just that everyone is so blank about the Indians' stuff that it's hard to imagine what will happen to you. That's the general reason.

Eupicio put on a fanged ghost iron mask, always wore a dry wheat cracker, and the rabbit didn't bring anything, just took out a pair of sunglasses. The three of them put iron hoops around their waists, three meters away from each other, and began to walk into the vast darkness. As the figure disappeared at the end of the field of vision, I saw more than a dozen flying insects flickering in the glass bottle, like a group of glowing cyan ghost fires, moving up and down.

"It's fireflies in the bottle, isn't it? It's September, where do you catch summer bugs?" asked the lockbox, pushing the razor down.

"It wasn't a firefly, it was a glowing night bug, a cricket-like thing called Giusepia, which had been brought from Tunisia. The big black man smiled and began to introduce them. This cricket, called Gisba, is a small insect that lives near its burrows all year round, feeding on carrion and laying its eggs among the bones, which is equivalent to death itself. For this reason, when they carry the soul scythe with them, they can hide the breath of the living. If there are really strange things in the tunnel's eyes, it is difficult to detect them.

"What is the theoretical basis for these arguments?" As Lao Dai expected, there are always very realistic people among the national detectives, who pay attention to scientific principles in everything, and are people who are accustomed to arguing with others on the Internet. When I heard this, I didn't care about it.

"The items that were lost in the North Carolina hotel are said to have been broadcast live on the 18th, so how do you explain that they will come to Georgia hundreds of miles away?" Raddock asked him with a smile, pointing to the silk gloves and Saga.

"Don't argue and be quiet. Seeing this, Paco silenced Fan Fat's double-sided deck recorder to the maximum, allowing everyone to listen to the whispers in the tunnel. Bursts of mosquito-thin audio came, both like insects chirping and whispering to people, and it flowed, moving from one channel to another. This also shows that there is something strange in the cave.

Beyond these noises, there were whispers from Lao Dai and the others, who seemed to be checking with each other and something, but the soul sickle stopped the other two and said that they would discuss it in detail after they went out later. While they were still busy in the dark, I scratched my head and began to ask the national detectives around me what was going on with the Indians in Georgia. However, the seemingly knowledgeable military doctor can't say anything, he only knows the Cherokee migration and the road of tears, but Sister Di understands these North American historical origins better.

In the early nineteenth century, veins of precious metals, mainly gold, were discovered in the Cherokee Territory of Georgia, followed by the Georgia Gold Rush, which triggered a series of political events that drove the Indians out of the east bank of the Mississippi River.

The westward migration of Indians included not only the Cherokees, but also the Cricks, Choctaw, Seminoles, and Chickasors, who were also expelled from their territories under the Indian Removal Act. However, most of the migrating tribal territories are in southern Georgia, and the town of Black Maple, which is located in the northern part of the state, is not known to be home to any Indian tribe. Therefore, even in the old land of rabbits, it is not clear what happened to the bone cave in the past.

"Do you think it was because Lao Qian was cursed because he angered the old gods? Isn't his dream that he lost his teeth very similar to the Indian demon law? I remember Lao Dai once judged so. Krys shuddered, and when he saw that Sister Di was very calm, he hugged her arm and asked, "Maybe the bones of the dead are still buried in the earthen wall and have not been removed, I think that's probably the case, what do you think?"

"I don't think it's possible, since the mountain has been dug into a tunnel, and the ground has to be bulldozed before the track can be laid, what are you doing with them?" the coach stepped forward when he heard this, and pointed to two abrupt hills not far from the night, and said, "Do you see them?" I suspect that they may have been moved to the other side, and the two mounds are piled up in front of the river bank for no reason, and they look like they were used to dig the earth in the past. "

Ten minutes later, Soul Scythe and the others went back and forth, and when they returned to the tunnel, he lit a cigarette and brought back an unfortunate news. After he said that he had descended to the eighty meters of the tunnel, the air suddenly became cold, several degrees lower than before the opening, and he seemed to have suddenly fallen into the nothingness of the interrogation. You can feel that there are countless souls hovering around, and they are in a disordered state, scurrying through the entire tunnel, and emitting a faint noise. In other words, the 268-meter-long Black Fengkou Tunnel is about 148 meters long and a whirlpool of ghosts gathering.

These words naturally made a group of national detectives look at each other, they had not experienced this, and they could not understand the rules of the dark world. When the rabbit saw this, he used popular grammar to explain it. He replied to the crowd that there was something strange about this tunnel, but even if something was running around, it was not a big problem, and the souls were invisible and cut off from us humans in two planes, except that the sound could be detected. In the process of passing through the mouth of the black maple, he always maintained a state of sleeping fugue, but he was still woken up by the noise, and those things were like wind going back and forth, but they should not hurt anyone.

Lao Dai asked me and Sister Di to carefully recall, what is the so-called Wind Alley, and what are the characteristics? According to Dixie's recollection, every time she escapes into a period of darkness, she will naturally enter the extremely cramped wall cracks like alleys, and that place is like a labyrinth.

As for me, no one thinks I can count on it. So Lao Dai and the rabbit sacrificed their means separately, so that my incomplete owl could retain his memory. The detective's unique skill is through sleep language, and its method is extremely simple, that is, it keeps whispering in my ear, repeating the same sentence many times, which will leave an echo in the cerebral cortex, and as for the dream catcher, it is necessary to select a person through the sleeping game in the nine games, and use him to complete synchronization with me.

What is the principle of this momentary sleep game? The main reason why the dream controller can invade other people's dreams is that he himself plays the role of a regulating needle. The brain waves emitted by the human body are different, and he chooses the frequency band to receive them like a radio station, and finally finds the correct megahertz and docks. But he can only see or hear it himself, and he can't follow up until he wakes up. Then you lose your advantage. Therefore, at the moment, he urgently needs a human tool from the crowd, hypnotizes this guy and begins to interrogate, so that he can inform everyone of what he has seen and heard and keep up with the progress. In this way, it is equivalent to the flash wheel of the eagle.

The national detective, who had asked for the principle at first, said that he could be used as a human tool, and after asking in detail that there were no side effects, he followed the rabbit into the station wagon. The dream controller had a word, and after a short time, the guy yawned and tilted his head and fell asleep. Seeing that he was asleep, the rabbit jumped down and waved to me, Sister Di and the others, signaling that the second round of people could now go in.

We followed the instructions of the four-eyed woman and turned the dazzling gaze of the headlamp into a cold beam. I packed up the strange spear from the oralcum mine and gave it to Krys, while I clenched my claws and followed the merfolk into the hole. Soon crossed the 80-meter safety range and entered the treacherous accident area. I was afraid that my words would upset my balance because I wanted to be absolutely quiet, so I tried to go to Sister Tongdi, and as her brainwaves rippled, she turned her face and blinked her eyes, and her hands tightened tightly.

"What's wrong?" Sister Di looked slightly surprised, since she returned to the real world, we hadn't tried it once, and she was surprised by the fact that she had returned to the gold line. However, due to the Mother Earth incident, she always had palpitations, and she cut off and asked very decisively.

"I didn't say that I couldn't talk, and it was better to use the gold return thread more leisurely," Lao Dai noticed the abnormality and said, "But be quiet." "

As I approached the middle of the tunnel, the noise in my ears became more and more chaotic, and I remembered that when I was in the Eclipse Dojo, Soul Scythe had said that as an incomplete owl, the soul was actually a passive behavior, and it needed an external attack to be effective, and asked him how he could be active. Ebizio thought for a moment, and said that he had spoken to Grand Master Tebrich of this formation, and the other party said that the real Eagle was actually a catcher, and that he could capture any soul at will and enter their minds, which I couldn't do in my current state, but I might as well give it a try.

"How, exactly?" I was eager to give Krys a taste of what I was capable of.

"We must first find the exact location of the whispers of the souls, whether they are like wind or rain, they are all spread out by the same vortex. The interior of the tunnel has been deprived of light for a long time, so it is a good place to store shade, and people do not move around often, so it can become a guest hotel for ghosts. Lao Dai thought for a moment, and suddenly came to an idea, and said: "You can use the salt bomb to try it together, and after the dust is thrown out, the soul will dodge and flee to the nest like a low-level creature." For a remnant owl like you, that's all it can be. "

"No, this method is good, but it is easy to irritate them, why the souls gather here is still a mystery, it is better to be careful. Before the detective's words fell, he was vetoed by the soul sickle. He lit a cigarette for himself and asked, "Can't you remember the scene in the nightmare? However, among the people present, only you and the female anchor went to the scene, and now you two empty your minds and try your best to sense, as long as you can understand what the souls are discussing, it is a victory. "

"Wait, don't talk yet. Sister Di frowned, silenced the whisperers around her, and said.

I didn't know what she had discovered, so I couldn't help but stand still, and waited like this for about two minutes, and when I saw that Dixie didn't say a word, I couldn't bear the loneliness, and asked if I heard something? When she said this, I gradually had some impressions in my mind. It seemed like the third or fourth scene remodeling, and I arrived at some community-like haunted place.

"Yes, I've been there, and it's a corner full of intersections, streetlights, and detached houses. "

Gradually, the murmur began to become clearer and clearer, and I could hear it clearly, and the sounds of the back and forth seemed very excited, and they were all shouting to come, and they were all ready. Suddenly, the lost memories filled my mind, I had really been here, and I had heard what the old man said. It was from a perspective where a tall building fell straight to the bottom, and it was supposed to be a perspective that could only be reached in another form after falling to death. All around were flying black shadows, waiting for the arrival of the trolls, intending to ask questions.

"I remember the oversized thing, and it was actually us talking to each other right now. "As long as people have a clear mind, they can immediately remember a lot, and I blindly reached out and fished around, trying to capture the soul, but unfortunately it was in vain. In my memory, when I heard Lao Dai's words, I felt that the distance was still quite far, but where was this old neighborhood?

"I see," Soul Scythe breathed a sigh of relief, pulling out the walkie-talkie so that the people who stayed in front of the tunnel could enter, he already had the answer in his heart. Seeing that we were puzzled, he put his hand behind his back and said, "The so-called Lu Alley is a place where Su souls pass news to each other. It's like some rural legends in Portugal, where you can walk through a cemetery or a wasteland at a certain time in a certain place, and you can ask questions to the spirits wandering around. So somebody tries their luck, for example, asking me how my gambling luck is, does my ugly wife steal a man, how much can I sell my horses when I go to town tomorrow, and so on. One should not go to the question of ghosts and gods, but only superficial, immediate benefits, and then the answer can be obtained. "

"I kind of understand it, you want to say that this place happens to be the opposite, but the souls want to know the good and the bad, and they will ask passers-by, isn't that?" Krys blinked, suddenly understood, and asked, "So there's no need to worry about the ghosts in the tunnel going to the wrong place to harm us, they're all kind and kind, right?"

"Kindness and kindness don't know, but it's certain that these things are harmless. They are not like the ghosts who are wandering around committing crimes, but they have ordinary souls in the settlement. And that settlement is the so-called Wind Alley or Open Alley. In fact, it is not the soul transfer of the owls, but the passage through which they search for the soul, and any one of us will receive all kinds of questions. "