Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

For an hour or two, the temperature plummeted and it rained heavily. In early fall, this weather is common in the southeastern United States. Looking at the dark clouds rolling in the sky, it is hard for me to imagine that tomorrow night's present will be the moment of tranquility that the soul sickle said, and the appearance of a full moon.

I, Krys, and Sister Di, among others, were taking the boxer and the lantern widow through the tunnels to familiarize them with the environment so that they could understand the device and the Kosita totem. However, when the zealous rabbits were ready to open the stone mill and let them into Condia, the children of the world waved their hands and refused. Just as he was slowly returning to the hostel, it rained in the mouth of Heifengkou.

On the way, I deliberately pulled far behind, pointed to the back of Krys, who was in high spirits, and whispered to the boxer and the widow, this is the little girlfriend that Miss Lukugu often mentions, and never mention the underworld of the mansion in front of her. Jossac blew his beard and glared at him without waiting to finish his hearing, and said that I am a scumbag who is in a position to advise him on what to do and what not to do? The old woman squeezed my hand, indicating that she knew what to do.

Former mine disaster rescuer Campbell once asked in surprise whether this old man was a billionaire, and how could he mobilize so many people to work for him at once? As far as I know, the family on Ou Shizhu Street is only a middle-class at best, and the commission fee is only 70,000 yuan, and if this number is increased by a hundred times, it is possible to have such a big driving force. I can ask a few genuine elites of the dark world to help.

However, this matter is like a snowball, and now it is getting bigger and bigger, and the people involved are getting more and more chaotic. Not only Tie Brich was involved, but even the sons of the world were called to help, no matter how you look at it, it is very abnormal, far from the so-called revolutionary friendship, this group is very good. After a long conversation, I realized that Eupicio was doing things behind our backs.

The turning point of the whole thing happened at six o'clock this morning, and the dreamcatcher who was in the same room with me had no sleep all night, and he got up and walked into the room of the soul sickle. After some scheming behind closed doors, the two soon went to the public phone booth behind the hostel and called Bolton. Two hours later, the lantern widow in Wicker Town and Jossack from Egyptian Village in Yanxi County received orders and rushed all the way to the scene. What drove them to work so hard? For money? To save the poor Ou Shizhu Street family? No, what they really cared about was the Isthmus of Condia and the man and woman themselves who were demons in the depths of the mine

Although the rabbit had never set foot in the crypt, he had already judged from it that this place was not simple, and after reporting the secret to the soul sickle, the dwarf man was also surprised, and they thought that the isthmus was definitely a ruined nest or a pond left by the mountain hunters. And this thing called Sheffilna, who knew or carried with him a daguerreotype book called Silver Wind, had already provoked a struggle between the world's heroes in the fifties.

Smelling the movement is like a pack of wolves smelling blood, the emerald flower of the pan-world took the lead in laying a net of heaven and earth, recruiting a large number of people and horses to try to capture and kill, but still let it escape. In the 70s, when the Extreme Dark World sought to track down the secret of its lurking in the Charlotte Building, it once again led to the Storm of Foggy Dragon's Tooth Island. As a result, Liechitan, Babel Tower, and the Golden Staircase were both defeated, and AC was tortured and did not reveal his identity, and finally died tragically in the reverse current of the phantom sun, and the human oil candlestick also returned to the hands of Yamakari!

The Dark World considers itself to be the orthodoxy of the Underworld, so how can they not be greedy for the whereabouts of the Silver Wind? They are crazy hunters and pursuers along with the Pan World and the Extreme Dark World on this issue. Now, the mine disaster at Diming Station has caused a social impact, and the principals are Soul Scythe and Lao Dai, and the son of the world is naturally happy to intervene after hearing about it. So, after several discussions, they hit it off, and so the spectacle we see now appeared. In addition to investigating the mountain hunting trail, Ebizio found it extremely tricky to deal with two six-winged earth demons, a man and a woman. It would be a shame if such a powerful thing could be destroyed in vain, but it would be a great benefit if they could be captured and turned into snake embryos and used as a weapon to restrain hostile forces.

Therefore, Lao Qian's tooth chakra curse has long been forgotten by them, and 70,000 yuan is not enough for them to make a tooth sacrifice, but in order to solve this person's calamity, it brings a series of promising opportunities, which can be said to be a blind cat crashing into a dead mouse and falling a big fat piece from the sky.

Then you can't help but ask, do the detectives and old Dai know this? Of course they do, but they don't object, because they have different purposes. The idea is to reclaim the legacy of the past, and the more people involved, the better, and in the end they are the ones who benefit. As for the national detectives, they just want to have a good time, and as a participant, they can talk about it in the sympathy meeting in the future.

In just one night, the various factions have already formed a dark web and divided all the interests in it, even if it is the same for Channel 9 and cable stations, only we Lancaster are kept in the dark. The adult world is too complex, and it fully reflects our ignorance. Others take one step and look at three steps, while we are only staring at the eyes, still busy around the old money like a headless fly.

"Would you like to talk to Hawley, no, Miss Lukugu?" But there is no point in thinking about it now, and besides, the original intention of us is to make a name for ourselves, and with the help of the children of the world, the burden on our shoulders is naturally much lighter. I didn't want to worry about it all day, so I waved my phone at the boxer and said, "I remember you were obsessed with her. "

Unexpectedly, Jossack waved his hand and refused, just looking at the rain curtain in a daze. The widows on the side were equally reluctant to talk to Lin Rui, and were not even moved by my description of their current suffering, as if they had never known him. Is the friendship between people, or birth and death really as cheap as dung? Looking at these familiar figures, I couldn't help but sigh and fell silent for a moment.

"You don't understand, perfect husband. Another son of the world who had taken a picture on the side approached him and whispered, "Miss Lu Kugu has long since recovered, and she is no longer the peerless beauty she remembered at the beginning. And people always want to keep the good side, and it is difficult to face this reality. You think they are ruthless, but in fact, it is precisely their dedication. If it were you, would you be able to accept this fucking outcome?".

Yes, Miss Lukugu, who has captivated the country and the city, has long been a bitter memory, and although it is only a few months, it feels like a matter of a previous life, and it has become extremely distant. Looking back on the present between me and Lin Rui, how can I still be so close in the past? I can't even say a few words. From the moment I stayed in the Fruit Core Hotel, he began to deliberately avoid me, and we gradually drifted apart, becoming more and more strangers.

(Hi Miss Lukugu, now that you're back, you say you want to be free, what right do I have to stop you?) You should play it according to your feelings, that's the only truth.) Listen to the sound of the rain, your loneliness, like a heartbeat, makes you remember what you have and what you have lost, your unbearable suffering, your loss. Thunder only rings when it's raining, players love the ball only when they're playing, and they come and go as casually as rain washes over the front window of a car. Here I am now, through the crystal dream, and leaving this sudden pain to me and only to myself. ）

"Alex, why do they call you the perfect husband?" I was singing a sad song in my heart when I was tapped on the shoulder, and when I looked back, it was Krys, who knew nothing. She seemed to be very interested in the new child of the world, thinking that she was an old friend with me, so she also talked as a friend. Fortunately, they know how to be proportionate and don't want their affairs to be known by outsiders, so they hide it in front of her. The perfect husband was Miss Lukugu's contempt for me, and she mocked me for hiding in the event of an incident, and pushing her as a woman to the front line against a strong enemy. Therefore, because of her uproar, everyone called me like this, but forgot my real name.

"I fell in love with the same woman with them a long time ago, and she chose me, that's probably it. I shook my head, quickly interrupting her reverie and sighing, "But she's gone, and I'm forgetting her." "

More than a dozen of us, thinking about our own thoughts like this, stopped at the mouth of the tunnel and smoked one cigarette after another, until Soul Scythe and others studied it thoroughly and snapped their fingers before they realized it from their dreams. So they jumped into the car and plunged into the rain to return. I followed Krys and wanted to get into Lao Dai's station wagon, but I was held by a soft arm, and when I looked sideways, it was Dixie with a gloomy expression.

She deliberately dragged the impala to the end of the traffic, like a flat boat in the pouring rain, and when the wipers stopped, I was surprised to find that I had arrived at BleuRidge, where Rosa and her cable station were stationed, which was very far from our hostel. With a population of over 1,200 people, Fanning County has everything you need to amenity, including many hotels alone.

I can't forget the blank and lost look in her eyes when booking a room, and the words she kept saying to herself: "Ah, how stupid I am, it's all my fault." It wasn't until she opened the door and sat down in the circle chair that she slowly returned to normal.

Outside the window, the rain was falling in the middle of nowhere, and the strong wind blew the water jets onto the glass in turns, making the noise of popcorn falling on the ground. From here, the view can cover the entire brightly lit city, even the open-air drive-in theater below, where the blockbuster movie Saving Private Ryan is being shown on the wall. Dixie was on the phone to order takeout, and I had to pick up a cigarette and watch a movie. Not long after, the pizza and cider outside the door arrived, and she walked over to me and looked down with me.

"In the past, when I came to Blue Ridge for business, I chose this Hampton Inn to take a condescending peek at the movie. She glanced at me, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "Then, like now, I ordered a lot of takeouts with my first love, and the two of them were like greedy pigs, and they didn't want to go out of the room for several days except to eat or sleep." "

"Dixie, what are you?" I asked, scratching my head, reaching for my glass, not knowing what she meant by bringing me here.

"Nothing, I want to forget everything, throw away all the unpleasantness, and to hell with everything. She grabbed my arm and pushed it into the bathroom, saying, "I was woken up last night by the squeak of rats, Black Maple Town is not a country where people live, and you must not have had a good rest in days." Why do you have to torture yourself? Tomorrow is a big battle, and it is important to conserve your strength and energy. Besson, have you ever tried to soak in the bathtub on a thunderstorm? "

I really haven't thought about this deeply, it seems to be very common to take a bath during thunderstorms in my life, but I have never experienced it with my heart. In the past, I just wanted to wash away the tiredness and dirt, but when she said this, I quickly became interested. People dip into the water, bring up circles of pink foam sprinkled with bath salts, listen to the white noise of raindrops hitting the side windows, watch the five-piece set glitter in the orange light, the blue tiles slowly trickle down, and then scoop up the pizza and baked snails. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and people were integrated into the rain, and they suddenly felt that they had been wronged before. This is enjoyment, the material life that people should really live.

Sitting back in front of the window with my paper slippers on, I watched the open-air movie in its entirety when I heard a low sobbing behind me. Sister Di was smoking in a bathrobe, Li's eyes were full of tears, and she was looking at my back and sighing alone. After looking at each other, she began to ask me what the children of the world were coming from, and what were they going to do here? But, I'm sure, that's not what she really wanted to say.

"I'm such a ridiculously shameless Bitch who always tells myself how much I miss everything in the Nightmare, how I resent the mask I wear all day, and how I try to get my lost self back. As a result, I was terrified, afraid that I would walk with you and make it public. Even, I can't tolerate the slightest suspicion from others, and I can always come up with all kinds of reasons to convince myself. If he gets too close, the paparazzi will investigate him, and if he comes into contact frequently, he will be fabricated by his ill-intentioned peers. Sure enough, after a few words of light interrogation, she suddenly hugged her face and cried bitterly, holding my hand tightly.

"It's okay, I'm used to it, it's good for you and me, and it keeps some mystery. "

"That's not what I wanted, Besson, see that dwelling mansion? I'm just going to live so close, and you're going to have breakfast downstairs with them tomorrow morning, I'm fed up!" she stood up, hugged me in her arms, her shoulders trembling with sobs, and said, "The two windows of this room, the front of the bustling night scene, and the back of the lonely railway. Why can't I accept you with a happy heart and introduce you to my relatives and friends? And hide like a thief? At noon, I thought about it alone for a long time, and put myself in your shoes and imagined that it was too terrible for me to treat you like that, and it was a crime for me to treat you like that, and it would be unacceptable for any normal person to accept it. "

"I'm no better, Krys and I bumped into each other a lot during those difficult days without hearing from you. Stroking her hair and smelling her dark scent, I couldn't control it. The questioning that day was also a temptation, I was afraid that I would really be hot-headed and make a big mistake, and I wanted you to stab me to sober up. However, the god of luck has made you reappear in front of me, and the meaning to me has long been beyond everything. I stroked her beautiful long hair emotionally, felt the warmth of her face, and sighed: "Lao Dai commented that I was a scumbag, and at first I was very unhappy, but then I thought about it carefully, and I seemed to be exactly like this." I've fallen in love with my buddies, I've fallen in love with Freesia I've never seen before, then Leann from Foggy Dragon's Tooth Island, then you, and finally Krys. Every woman is like a passerby in her life. And you know what I'm thinking? I'm so proud of that, so, I'm just a beast. "

After an intense exercise, I fell asleep with her, and on this peaceful night, I feared that Aliothur would come back to nuisance, but in the end I didn't repeat it, because it belonged only to Dixie and me. For half a month, this is my most relaxed hibernation, and if I could, I would like to stay forever between the seven hours of September 8, 1998. However, as the sun shone brighter, I had to go back to hell again.

Sister Di and I no longer hid it, and openly wrapped our arms around our waists and returned to Black Maple Town, laughing loudly in our hearts, full of the pleasure of catharsis after being a thief. But when I arrived at the door of the hostel, I was dumbfounded. I saw a large truck driven by the Children of the World, and when the hatch was opened, rows of semi-automatic rifles and boxes of pepper glass bubbles were revealed. The rams and the reckless men did not shy away from suspicion, and set up several large tables in the open space, unloading a large number of bullets and refilling them with powder. The most strange thing is that the townspeople who are walking back and forth turn a deaf ear, and even the strips are silently drinking milkshakes on the side, what do they want to do? Do they want to go to war?