Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

What is this thing in your hand? I can be sure that it must be a mobile phone, but the shape is very strange, the size is small, and the streamlined design makes people feel versatile and very flexible, and most importantly, it is not afraid of being soaked in the rain. At least I don't think Motorola, Samsung, or Nokia can produce it. In the bumps, the fingers rubbed the edges, and a group of lamp beads of different colors lit up on the back of the machine, which were colorful and dazzling, and suddenly stunned my eyes.

My cries were swept away by the wind, and only I could hear the faint ones. Although useless, it still attracts the attention of the stranger. She relented, slipped her greatsword back into its scabbard, and threw away a bleeding Allison and ran head-on at me. I was intimidated by this momentum, and instinctively wanted to run, plus Tianzhu Ju shouted at her back to be careful, and after hesitation, I still let her rush in front of her.

With a shout, she rose on the spot, jumped into the saddle steadily, and reached out to grab the phone. Sure enough, Tianzhu Ju is greedy for cheap and takes other people's technological products, shouldn't the stranger fight with you to regain it? Soon, I realized that this was not all, but another group of Liliths who had been planted in the woods on the other side of the road had also arrived at the battlefield. Seeing that we were being chopped and staggered, this new force no longer surrounded us at close quarters under the noise of peach blossoms, and began to fire guns in rounds. Even if the stranger had three heads and six arms, she couldn't dodge the flying iron lotus seeds, and she was shot twice in the back of her shoulders and backs, and she had to retreat.

"You've taken the things too, what do you want to do? Let me go, hey! I know you're actually a San Vitale, and we're all our own people!" Seeing that the guns of the thieves were pointed at the yellow horse, I was so anxious that I couldn't stop beating them, but the stranger took me hostage and rushed towards the crowd. When the women saw that I was being used as a shield, they did not dare to shoot rashly, so they watched her penetrate the crowd.

"Whoever is with you roe deer is his own person! Roe deer are all brutes, cockroaches in the gutter, even if you have some knowledge, you actually know St. Vitale. But if you count your fate, you're just a good-for-nothing charmer. "

"Eh, how can you say such a thing?" the stranger's whisper really knocked me into the fog, this time the change of skin to become a woman was secretly planned by Santa Vitale and the Curias, how could this guy come to stir up trouble without knowing it? Since she didn't deny it, there was only one killer weapon that could force her to make a name for herself. Thinking of my beautiful eyes, I asked sharply: "Sisters, don't pretend to be garlic with me, the old lady was sent to Georgia by you." Well, since you don't deny it, do you dare to report the name?".

In the dark world, San Vitale acts as a mediator to balance the contradictions and uneven distribution of various forces, and is subordinate to the high-level Ministry of the Interior, is a powerful public police anti-riot force, and has a strong sense of honor. Whenever he fights someone, he often takes the initiative to report his own title, so as to inform the enemy of who he will die at. Although there is no such provision in any language, it has become an iron law in San Vitale. So, my agitation was able to force her to confess her identity.

"I see you're dazed, don't forget that now you're my captive! You dare to mention anything to me about San Vitale! It makes people angry when you see it!" she tightened her horse's belly, shook a shot in front of the crowd, turned around and ran in the direction of the road, seeing the bullet coming from behind, she dodged left and right, and her arm splashed with blood, and she couldn't care about me anymore in a panic, so she grabbed her collar and kicked down.

At the moment when my ass was about to break off the saddle, I was really unwilling, and reached out to dig into her arms, intending to pick up something, and then have a recognizable object, and when this shit was over, I would take a closer look at her identity. The stranger had already guarded against it, and a bloody slap on his backhand made half of my ears deaf, and I didn't succeed in anything, like a gourd rolling over the long grass.

The man fled back to the settlement, and her old red horse struck the other side of the woods at the same time, and the stranger jumped down and changed his horse, firmly grasping the struggling captives in the saddle, and continued to gallop. When rushing out of the tail of Edgehill Town, a pickup truck rushed out of the oblique spur, and a few people took the burlap bags and stuffed them into the car, and the smoke plunged into the darkness of the rain curtain and fled.

Lilith was overjoyed, screaming that we had run away, and jumped on horseback with their guns to continue the pursuit.

"Don't chase after the poor, this group of buntings is obviously prepared! Continue to run, I don't know how much they will break. After Peach Blossom was helped up, she shouted at the women: "Check the losses separately and withdraw immediately, this time let's admit it." "

Eleven of the seventeen people who fought with the stranger were wounded, some were stabbed, some were bruised, and overall it was not serious, and they recovered after a few days in bed. But the horses were not so lucky, many were wounded and four were killed, and they were slain by the stranger with a long-handled sword. We had to reassign the two of us to ride one, and I gave up the yellow horse to Alison, climbed the horse myself, and followed the crowd in the direction of Gibson in the storm.

"Are you going to Goddess Peak or going back to the villa now?" I'm worried that the people in the nursery bunting haven't been completely evacuated and are still keeping an eye on them, so they will be raided from their hometown. The guest girl held the wound, rode to the two of us and asked Tianzhu Ju, saying, "What is going on?"

"When we arrived, we saw that the pickup truck that had just driven away had stopped at the bottom of the mountain, and asked Mu Xihua and a few of them, and they all said that they didn't know whose car it was. So we didn't think much about it and climbed straight uphill, and just halfway through it we faintly heard someone screaming. In other words, the three pickets were already in the dojo at the time, and they were chasing the two people who stayed behind, so they were all there. "

"And then, what happened?" the housewife-like man leaned over and asked, "Where do you think you should go now?"

"Then it was a one-touch break, and I had a little stuff on hand, but what could they do with only a fruit knife and a whip. Everyone rushed down the hill in a swarm, jumped on their horses and fled. And according to you, the people of the bunting have never returned to the Goddess Peak, perhaps they have already caught one, which is enough to go back to the mission. She thought for a moment, pointed her hand, and said, "Now that so many sisters have been injured, it is better to stay in the dojo tonight for the sake of safety, so that we can take care of each other, and I also want to find out the reason." "

As they spoke, the caravan came to the road not far from the entrance of the town. Tianzhu Ju pointed to a towering old tree, saying that the black girl who chased her was attacked here, because she ran wildly in front, and she didn't see much in the whole process, the person was like being struck by lightning, and it was like being attacked by a huge black shadow, and half of his body was roasted. She wasn't dead at the time, and her eyes were still rolling, so Tianzhu Ju jumped off her horse and searched her pocket to find out who she was, but the person didn't wait for her to pull out the Angong ash to extract a confession, and at this moment, the stranger was killed.

She and I walked quickly to the tree, and there was a charred figure, sebum splattering in all directions, and there were traces of fire at the edges, perhaps it had been burned into smoke by something thrown by the stranger. On the pile of suede that had been extinguished by the rain, there were also lush gray-white mold spots, and I couldn't imagine what it was.

"If there were ever people lying down here, they would have been destroyed before we arrived, otherwise it would have been at the crossing, how could it be easily ignored?" I walked to the middle of the road, raised my hand and raised my headlamp, and said, "I have made a light pillar in this position. "

This fog is obvious, and it will not be clear in a short time, and it depends on the follow-up. Alison stepped forward to help the two of us, put the unburned rags into the saddlebag, then cleaned the stains, turned back on the horse, and galloped towards the Goddess Peak.

This dark battle that took place in the dark night, whether it was the mysterious attacker or us, did not want to be known by the outside world, and took advantage of the small movement to end decently, so we had to die down and wait for the next battle to come.

"What you introduced to them is a version that can't be more streamlined, what is the real situation?" I rubbed her jade fingers around her waist, turned my face sideways and asked, "I want to try to contact San Vitale, who is the director behind the scenes, what do you think?"

"It's not time yet, you and I have to find a way to let them reveal their secrets themselves. Only then will we be able to walk around the Bebain ashram with a reasonable reason. However, this turmoil has also played a positive role, that is, the fact that we are fugitive buntings has been confirmed. In the next few days, they may really accept us into the circle. "

"I've got a clever idea that will solve a lot of confusion. I punched her lightly and said angrily, "Why do you listen to the purple-eyed fox so much? The two of us should be casual, independent, and have our own opinions. Jacaranda said, if we were normal personalities, we would have been angry a long time ago, how could we stay in Lilith and be angry in vain?".

"Maybe you're right, I just want to end these sooner, after all, the time left for me and Freesia is passing day by day. If I do nothing, when she leaves silently in the future, my heart will be filled with endless regrets. "

Goddess Peak, strictly speaking, is not a mountain, but a very ordinary mound. She sits at the confluence of multiple streams in Glascok County, the ruins of old buildings three miles from town. In front of it is a straight road with a relatively steep slope, which is more difficult to drive up but not difficult for cyclists. Behind her was a lush woods and a few backwaterholes, artificially carved out a dirt path that could be run down the hill through the back door if attacked.

This dilapidated church was abandoned as early as the beginning of the century, and the new site was moved to another place, and it was also a cult private residence. For many years, it has been a nest for homeless people. When Lilith bought the land from them a few years ago at a very low price, they strengthened the iron gates and rebuilt the facilities, and turned it into private property. The Bebain ashram was located in the center of the original altar, and the sorority was too lazy to even move the chairs, and even the sheep's head emblem hanging high in the main hall was still in its place, and they only used it for their meetings.

Along the way, I complained about why they didn't have some semi-automatic weapons, and still carried old shotguns, and if they met tonight's fierce opponents, with the sisters' little three-legged cat kung fu, they would only be beaten. However, Peach Blossom replied to me that the local strips had been severely restricted because they had received many reports, and if they went too far, they would be searched. There are already some corners of the dojo that are inconvenient for outsiders to know, so they have been relatively law-abiding for many years. In addition, Muxihua, cucumber and others believe that they can kill people in one hit with a gun, and they can't imprint terrifying memories, so they prefer to use knives. Of course, as for the evil deeds preached by the outside world, they are also all done without pulling it.

And where are these so-called corners? At the bottom of the Bebain Ashram there is a large empty cellar, which the priests used as a grotto to store supplies, but in their hands it becomes a punishment prison, or to put it more bluntly, a lynching ground. Those places were the places where the early Liliths captured their targets and committed violence. By the third generation of Lucy, they had been largely abandoned, because the Sisterhood had found a higher cult ideal, which was to ascend the ferry.

When they returned to the bottom of the slope, Jacaranda and the rest of the people were waiting in front of the door, and everyone returned to the candle-lit ashram with help, and each found a stool to lie down and rest. The two of us and a group of sturdy ladies locked the iron door, laid tin cans along the way, and erected spiky obstacles at several entrances and exits, and divided them into two shifts on duty. Seeing that everyone was covered in mud and dirty like a beggar, Peach Blossom suggested that everyone go to the deer blood beach under the bell tower on the north side to wash their wounds and go back and forth.

I couldn't help blushing, and I didn't want to go hesitantly, although Crimson Villa also had a bathroom, but I didn't squeeze in so many girls at once, usually only three or five women, and turned my face to the pool but it was also clean. Now more than 20 people are bathing together, and there are white flowers in front of me, and I am still a man in the bottom of my heart, and I really feel that eating ice cream with my eyes is very obscene. Tianzhu Ju secretly squeezed my hand and told me to follow the local customs, as long as I don't have bad thoughts in my heart, just treat it purely as a classical Greek oil painting.

The tall rotten wooden door was creaked open, and a circular hall appeared in front of us, this room was about ten meters high, the stone wall was the inner wall of the bell tower, there was a spiraling wooden ladder to go up to the top floor of the room, and the rest of the miscellaneous items were sorted out and piled against the wall. In the center of the garden house, there is a pool more than half a person high, with a radius of more than five meters, which is enough to accommodate more than 20 people to play in the water, and the edge of the pool is pasted with white porcelain mosaics, and there are four mining lamps at both ends and two heads.

Above us, there were six thick chains hanging down, which happened to rise in the center of the pool, and if the whole dojo was the most suitable for blood rituals, the round roof would be the same. Lilith said that this place was once a slaughterhouse, where cattle and sheep were slaughtered, chopped up and sent to the kitchen, and then washed with water, and any bloody traces flowed down the sewer, leaving no trace.

Let's assume that it is the night of the Chinese supper, and the so-called Great Elder may be standing in the center of the pool, with the truck driver hanging upside down on the iron cable, then she can easily cut the victim open the throat with a knife, and then open her arms and greet the blood rain with a look of enjoyment. Therefore, this place is called Deer Blood Beach, which is really appropriate. Lucy walked to a corner of the wall to fill the broken boiler with coal, and I, as an expert in repairing all kinds of old equipment, helped to connect the circuit. After a while, the hot water boiled, twisted the valve, and four streams of white gas spurted out of the trough, until half of the pool was filled, and the whole round house was filled with steam, like a fairyland.

Little Lilith may have never bathed together, and it happened to be such a special night of thunderstorms, and suddenly their clothes flew around, laughed and played, and jumped into the pool to play in the water. Big Lilith also found it amused, put down her reserved garment, untied her belt, and went down to the pool.

The four little King Kong and Lucy, who were far away, were treating each other's wounds, except for the cucumber calf scratching the iris butterfly, the other three were unharmed. Tomato winked at me, as if to suggest that I could do whatever I wanted to her, while Mulberry strained her arms as if to show off her tattoos, and said that she might be worth a lot of money if she sold the skin to the British Museum when she died, and Cucumber, as for Cucumber, curled up in the corner of the pool and stared at the surface of the water in a daze. Sure enough, compared to the other four, she was shriveled like an underdeveloped little girl, and her long wet hair covered her snow-white back, looking pitiful.

"Yo, you two really think of yourself as a noblewoman, what's wrong? You've been played by the men of the Mandarin Duck Pavilion, so you seem superior? Do you feel very cheap to take the same bath with our group of mud legs?" A few unfamiliar Lilith saw that we were sitting on the edge of the pool in proper clothes, looking at everyone lovingly with appreciative eyes, and they were a little unhappy, and shouted: "What kind of young lady is pretending to be a daughter, that is, taller and thinner, and the face is pretty, everyone is not the same? and no one wants to look at you two, and if you don't come down, you will dislike everyone." "

Since everyone else has said this, it seems that if I don't end up, I will go against the will of the people, so I have to pretend to be shy and peel off my leather clothes.

"Suppose a man comes in at this moment, wouldn't it be too to see us like this?" I smirked, turned my back on the crowd to unbuckle the milk hood, and asked, "You hate men so much, you will definitely kill him without hesitation, right?"

"Little fox, are you fantasizing about men again?" Williams, whose face was flushed with heat, like a peach blossom in March, pouted her lips and laughed dryly, and said, "Who told you that we hate men?" "