Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

The cave in front of the rock is very unusual, it is surrounded by a complete axe-shaped reef, and there are no cracks, so it cannot have been formed naturally. It gives the impression that it is like a hole carved out of the flat stone and extended all the way in. And its appearance is also very different, layered with dried mottled mycoats, like tree roots to climb in front of the strange tree, if viewed from a bird's eye view, it looks like a particularly complex nerve vein. In short, both are dead, and it's hard to tell what they looked like at first.

And on these large stone Ganoderma lucidum, a dark blue berry gradually grows, which looks bright and dripping. When did it appear? There is no answer, but it should have come out of the gap between the rocks in the dozens of seconds when I looked back and talked to Sister Di.

These unexpected moments stunned the two of us on the spot, and we didn't know what to do next. Suddenly, a familiar drum beat came from the dark depths, and I quickly reached out to glance at it, but there was nothing unusual, and there was no one in the cave. A cold wind blew across his face, as if the other end of the cave was connected to the bottom of some windy valley, and the dull beat of the drum could not stop coming.

Sister Di listened to me keep talking about the drum, and couldn't help but come to listen to it together, and over time she said, it could be both a heartbeat and a dull thunder, as if there was some kind of unimaginable huge creature in the cave, I couldn't help but be stunned, unable to speak.

"Besson, did you touch these fruits just now?" Sister Di stood in front of the cave and looked around, listening to the drumbeat coming from the depths, shivering from the soaking of her clothes. It was at this time that the acumen of the broadcasting profession made her notice something strange again.

"How could I touch something that looks suspicious when it looks like this?" Following the guidance, I saw a bunch of newborn berries on the shadowy Lingzhi, several of which were missing for no reason, and there were even torn peels on the branches, which were obviously freshly plucked.

"Since it's not you, why is there blue juice flowing from your chest?" Sister Di was looking at me with a suspicious look and asked, "Could it be that you were blinded by a ghost and ate it unconsciously?"

My chest was indeed covered with fruit stains from the berries she had described, and I hadn't been near the cave before they came out. Thinking about it, I went back to the strange tree and grabbed the T-shirt on the ground, which was also covered in marks, and the memory was forgotten again. It took at least a few minutes to be deleted, so much so that I didn't even know what had happened.

And looking at her again, Sister Di's white neck and undulating twin peaks also have fruit stains left, and she has also done the same thing about stealing berries. I looked at her, licked my lips, and said to myself, "Is it the sweet peach flavor?"

This cliff waterfall is terrifying, it can erase people's memories at any time, even if it happened only a few minutes ago. Of course, there is another possibility, that is, the two of us have studied the cave here, and come to some kind of conclusion, and inadvertently punctured a certain type of demon law, so that the hidden traces are gradually exposed, and the restoration will probably be these two results.

I didn't dare to rush into the cave, so I had to lie down in front of the cave and start to look for the fossil veins coiled on the ground, trying to find the traces of the previous experience. Sister Di's slender and powerful fingers were much more dexterous than me in digging the stump-like stone face of an old tree, and she soon made other discoveries on the east side of the strange tree. Hearing her shouting, I crawled over and saw a torn rubber band fall among the rubble, which the detective had given her to tie her ponytail.

"No, it's not a rubber band, I saw it just now, and what I want you to see is these excavated stone chips, what do you think they look like?" she asked, pointing to the deep pit beneath her feet, "how do you feel when you dig it?"

Usually you don't use tools to cut hard rocks, and even if your nails are cut, it is difficult to make progress. And this stone mountain is like corrugated paper, just grasp the corners of the cracks, and you can bring up a large piece with a pull, which is extremely easy. She and I are both mortal fingers, and we don't have the claws of a pangolin, how do you do that? Following the guidance, I saw that there was also a layer of structure under the stone face, and then I looked back at the mushroom stone steps that came down, and suddenly realized. This mountain may not be a reef, but a pile of countless dead mycocoats!

The whole thing was taking a sharp turn for the worse, and Sister Di seemed to be very accustomed to this sharp turn, and she looked up at the strange tree for a long time, when she suddenly ordered me to squat down and carry her up to take a closer look. I only felt a lot of white ash fall on my head, and just as I was about to tell her to be careful, the woman had already jumped to the ground with her body in a nimbly manner, and then invited me to come and see a branch of a tree.

"Wait a minute, even if we are the hounds of the patrol police, we can't stand tossing like this, can you let me rest for a few minutes? Why is an old woman of your age so energetic?" I gasped and sat down on the ground, took the branch she had brought, and as soon as I glanced at it, goosebumps burst out, and I shouted, "What the hell is this? How can it have human nails?".

This branch has a hollow bone, green veins and capillaries, and a yellowed nail cap embedded in the top.

"When did you find out? Is this strange tree a sacrifice, or is it something you've subconsciously told yourself?"

"Do you want to hear some, or all of them? Okay. Seeing that I wanted her to start from the beginning, Sister Di picked up the branch, stroked it in her hand, and replied: "Originally, I planned to go to the east of the city with the team to make a broadcast, but during the drive, about seven o'clock, I suddenly received a call from my boss and asked us to divert the route to the Guohe Hotel. Usually this kind of thing does not conform to the procedure, and if the station is really interested, it will also invite others to do the show in the form of guests afterwards, rather than recklessly adopting the method of live broadcasting. "

"Isn't exorcism news like we asked you to come?" I didn't know what she was trying to say.

"You don't understand, more people are concerned about what the weather will be tomorrow, which mall will have a new reward, what the road conditions will be, what will happen in the city on this day. And so on, it is closely related to life. Users are not all young people like you, they are more traditional, and they will question how to change the style of normal news live broadcast rooms? To put it more bluntly, they have always been indifferent to gods and ghosts. My boss is a stricter person than me, so he doesn't think he will do it on a whim, and it was he who made us change our course halfway. News doesn't matter whether it's interesting or boring, even if it's a car accident, seeing is believing. She silenced, put her arm on my shoulder, and said, "The car was halfway down, and the nightcrawler in the station sent me a message saying that there was a séance ceremony in a hotel in the west of the city, do you want to go and see it?"

"You received the message before seven? This is impossible!" I counted the time, Xiao Ma and his serious friends were gathered at McDonald's, they arrived at the rhino horn restaurant at about seven o'clock, and stayed until all the way to the noise, and when I rushed back to the hotel, it was almost half past seven, when Sister Di and their car had already stopped in front of the park. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but ask, "Who notified Channel Nine in advance?".

"I don't know about this, my boss said at the time, don't care about the bad things in the second-hand car market, and immediately drive to the Butterfly House, where big news will happen. Therefore, the person who contacted him could not have been a nocturnal walker, but some other acquaintance. Sister Di started her hand, paced back and forth in front of me, and said, "It is precisely because of the fact that Channel 9 has taken the lead that other TV stations have come one after another. At first, I thought he was making a fuss, but when the detective took the initiative to invite him, I realized that the news was really unusual. "

Dixie's words undoubtedly reveal a message, that is, after returning from the Lükugu Yin Mansion, our every move has been closely monitored. There are a pair of invisible eyes hidden in the shadows, but they are not exposed for the time being.

"The cult's favorite thing to do is to sacrifice itself, the blue female ghost flashed on the glass mirror, although I was afraid, but I noticed that her arm was broken, so I remembered this tree. Don't you think the shape is very abrupt? It looks like a twisted palm, and it happens to be five plants when it splits out. That's why I want to be a witness. She straightened her clothes and began to walk towards the cave, picking berries in her hands, and said, "There is an indescribable emotion that governs me, and perhaps the answer lies in the depths of the cave." "

"Don't be reckless, do you want to eat it?" I stood up, grabbed her wrist and dragged it back, snatched the fruit from my fingers, and cried out, "I think you're being bewitched by ghosts." "

"Since we've both eaten it before, and we're all doing well, it shouldn't be poisonous, maybe it's a revelation, I think maybe that's the case. When the pursuer arrived, he saw that he was blocked outside the mountain, so he cut off his wrist and descended some kind of ritual. Rejuvenate the withered lichen mushrooms, and finally open a secret path to continue the pursuit. Dixie waved her hand to shut me up and said, "You don't want to take risks for safety reasons, but I have my own questions that I want to understand about what this emotion is and where it comes from." So it's up to me to try, and if something really goes wrong, it's the only one that hurts me. How can we know what will happen without trying? I have a hunch that we are very close to the truth!".

I didn't reply, she had already swallowed the dates and ate them, and I couldn't help but say that the berries were refreshing and delicious, so I couldn't help but want to pick them and eat them. As she walked like this, her eyes suddenly brightened, staring at the depths of the cave, and her vision became clear, and her dazzling eyes shone out from the inside out, illuminating every inch of the cave wall as bright as day.

I also followed her into the hole, and along the way, Sister Di began to talk about her understanding of dreams again. She said that there are many strange illusions, and there will be any feeling, fear, anxiety, and excitement, but she will not remember the sense of taste, and no one will dream of eating a big meal. Even if there is, it will be fleeting and will not become a theme. So it can't be a dream, but a imprisoned memory.

Life is too short to be happy. I didn't want to talk about this in a serious way, so I deliberately said something light in a joking tone. For example, what are the criteria for her to recruit newcomers on Channel 9? Can I be a little follower for her like a girl with braces? She joked that it depends on her academic qualifications, and during this period, she mentioned female soldiers, and said that I have a good eye, and she is very suitable for me.

"Don't talk nonsense, what kind of girlfriend is Little Cherry, she came to the hotel, completely greedy for my eldest brother. I pouted my lips and said embarrassedly, "She feels lonely, and I feel lonely, so I stayed together for one night when I was interested, and that's it." "

I thought she would scoff at my special aesthetics, but Sister Di said that she could understand, and asked me if I was also a little interesting to her. Not only was I stunned, but I looked at this person carefully. In terms of appearance, she is not inferior to the eldest sister of Zhangxing, and even more amazing. In the past, when I was huddled together for warmth, I always sighed that Lin Rui was really good, and all the women's fate was occupied by him alone, but the fragrant things were not the turn of a flower thief like me. This guy has both wives from other time and space, and mothers of unknown origin, and all of them are peerless beauties who have captivated the country and the city, and they are really envious of others, and they deserve to be a golden dice.

"You like this type of woman because you have not been cared for by your parents since you were a child, and you have no sense of security in your heart. You want to find a partner who doesn't care about your appearance, and who really wants to have someone to talk to, and who can tolerate you. Therefore, with this kind of feeling, you not only want to regard her as a person who takes care of life, but also invisibly think of her as your mother. "

As he was talking and laughing, the words in front of him stopped abruptly, and Sister Di suddenly stopped, her back to me and she didn't move. Did she sense danger? Or did she see something strange? I couldn't help but feel creepy, and I hurriedly stood down, staring at Dixie's strange behavior, and prepared to drag her wrist and run back.

After a long stalemate, she still stood in place, her shoulders trembling, staring into the distance in distraction, not knowing what she was doing. I finally mustered up the courage to move closer to her, whispering what I was looking at.

"Everything was brought forward, the location was confused, and what I had said in the big house should have happened here, so it's no wonder I couldn't figure out where the emotions were coming from. Sister Di turned around and grabbed me by the collar and said, "You once forcibly knocked me down in the hole." "

"How is this possible? Even if I'm a pervert, I'm not hungry like that. I hurriedly brushed it off, tried to break away from her hand, and exclaimed, "You have been delirious, and you are always hallucinating, can you just frame a good person by guessing?"

"Come and see for yourself. Sister Di dragged me to me, pointed to the soles of my feet, and said, "Right here, your malice erupted unscrupulously, you and I had an unusual quarrel, and then you were furious, and suddenly threw me to the ground, far more intense than the conversation in the big house. I finally understood why I felt so deeply stabbed inside. "

I suspiciously polished the lighter, and looked around the area, only to see that there were traces of scuffle in the dried fungi closet, and there were other torn blue silk shirt rags on the ground, and most excessively, there were a few strands of blonde hair embedded in the limestone, which I took off and rubbed on my fingers, and it was indeed mine. If it is restored according to the crime scene, it may be that during the fight, I was grabbed by her hair and kept hitting the cave wall. Could it be that in my erased memory, I really had a behavior that was not as good as a beast?

"Well, whatever happened, I apologize to you. Supposedly I'm not going to be so vicious, so I'd better avoid you. I pulled out of the distance, slipped on the gown, looked at her with my knees crossed, and asked, "Do you want to talk?"

She waved her hand at me, and looked depressed, sighed, and replied slowly, "You never told me the name Besson, I blurted it out." Yes, that's exactly what I never figured out. "

"How can there be such a thing? Didn't I report my family? Besson's nickname was given by my mother, and she was the only one who called her that, and even my father didn't know it. During those years, he spent a lot of time fooling around. I was so startled that I couldn't believe my ears and asked, "How is this possible? How did you know that? If I hadn't mentioned it, who would it be?"

"It's not you, it's someone else I've named Besson, and of course you don't understand it. She stabilized her mood a little, stared at me, and said, "The whole thing is a little crazy, don't you mind, it's actually like this." "

It turns out that Sister Di has a relative in her own family, who is her cousin according to her generation, but because she was born late, she is more than ten years younger, and she may be the same age as me. The boy's name is Chuck, and he is especially fond of movies and aspires to become a Frenchman when he grows up. Besson is a director like that, so Dixie has always called him Besson in private. Unfortunately, the boy's mother died shortly after he was born, and he lived with his father, and this old man had a very bad temper, whenever he was wronged, Chuck would come to her house to confide, their relationship was originally very close, plus the age difference was large, over time, Dixie seemed to replace his mother, giving all kinds of care in life, and even taking him on a trip during the holidays.

"Could it be that this Chuck looks like me?" I asked, shrugging my shoulders awkwardly, "but how can it hurt you?"

"No, you two don't look like each other at all, in appearance, in conversation, or in other things. She sat down and took my hand.

"And what kind of person was his birth mother, and why did she pass away, and was she good for this boy?" I asked, pouting.

"The impression is very faint, she died of illness, when the boy was still very young and had no memory. As for her personality, she is rather old-fashioned, even disappointing. Even if you're alive, you'll be like an ordinary person. "