Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

It was a hall that could accommodate 300 people at the same time, and although there were many large windows, it was covered with a thick black curtain, and even when the lights were bright, the room still looked very dim. The decoration and design of the venue are in keeping with the age, and most of them are made of cedar and cedar boards, and few metal materials are used. Celadon vases were placed every ten meters around the perimeter, and the spices were burned inside, which was supposed to be a refreshing sensation, but the men in this large room were smoking, which made people drowsy.

After passing the letter inspection, the woman and I were given two separate numbers and arranged to sit in the east corner. In the center of the meeting there were no tables or chairs, but a strangely shaped wood carving, which was supposed to be a large tree, and the branches of the vine were covered with male heads with thick beards. Behind the giant wood carving, there is a two-story high gong, and on the side stands a strong man wearing a black hood of an executioner.

I saw that each of the invitees took out a pendant from their bosom and wrapped it around their fingers, and then walked up to bow and worship, intending to go with the flow, but before they could stand up, they were held down by the woman, and I had to raise my glass of water to her, and laugh awkwardly.

"Don't raise the water glass indiscriminately, it is the etiquette to greet the people around you, you have to say something, I really don't know how barbaric your so-called future world will be. She still grinned strangely, and that look told me that it was not me, a man of unknown origin, who was angry, but that it was Madeleine who could not accept that she had deceived herself.

I have the impression that my father is by no means a handsome guy, not only short and unkempt, but also smells of smoke all over his body, and he is usually taciturn, he should not be charming, and he does not have the capital to touch flowers and grass. How could such a man be liked by a woman? I thought my mother was already an outlier, but who would have thought that there would be another one here.

What kind of person is Madelan? As a parent, he may be the least aware of him compared to others. I suddenly felt the urge to peek around to see if there were any people watching me, and maybe I could ask someone else's mouth. However, when he turned his face, he collided with the woman named Lien.

Looking at her, I couldn't help but wonder if the female corpse at the bottom of the waterfall was her? Most of the blue female ghost was soaked in the liquid mud, and her whole body was crumbled like a squid fillet, and it was already unrecognizable, and it was difficult to compare with a living person. Don't mess around for a long time, she is actually a tool man in the Nightmare, and the final corpse is not her. Thinking about it, I moved forward.

"Can we talk?" I took out the Blue Gaul, lit a cigarette for myself, and asked, "Anyway, I'm waiting for the opening, and there's a lot of talk all around, and no one is paying attention, so I need to check with you so that I don't make jokes like a glass of water." "

So, a non-existent person, and a long-dead person, whispered in the corner of the venue full of cult atmosphere. Since it is difficult for her to understand theories such as space-time lines, I can only enlighten her with the concepts I have wholesaled from Fan Fat. The first thing that needs to be clarified is that after the so-called gold leaf feather coat is in hand, will she go back to the 0514 treasury to commit the crime as I thought? What does she want to do when she breaks into the phantom sun? Is it the giant-like vomiting woman she is tracking?

Leeann.Forest was always on guard against me, so he naturally refused to confide in half a word of action, but when he asked me why he didn't do it for two years, he couldn't help but be stunned. And from her unilateral description, it has not happened in 72 years, and she doesn't know that the target room number is 0514, and she planned to gradually find traces through their special demon method of black narcissus after living in the building.

"I can't prove myself anymore by what I did when I broke into the ancient Yin Mansion of Lu Ku, and the trembling of the gold thread shows that I have been targeted. Listen Leeann, what hasn't happened to you yet, in my eyes it's history. I can't afford to waste time, and thanks to your gang, there is an extremely important person who is currently trapped in the heart of that lichen fall. I rubbed my face, sighed, and said, "You and I have been together for an hour and a half, and you should also notice that I am in a hurry, and I can't learn the slow and methodical way of the Madelan." Now that the key parts are kept silent, what's the point of you dragging me into this nightmare?".

"You and I both know each other, we don't know each other at all, why do you want to help me?" As a result, after I talked for a long time, she didn't listen to a word, but instead replied, "Who is this person? Why is it extremely important? Is it also a ladder party?"

"No, she's just an ordinary TV news anchor, she has nothing to do with it, she shouldn't even come to do this interview, she should still be in elementary school now. If you have the kind of supernatural powers of the children of the world, go ahead and look it up and see if it's true. I had to briefly describe to her how I got involved in this turmoil, saying, "Let me try at least once, if not for you, but for her." "

The woman sat stiffly like a clay sculpture of wood, without any expression, and did not ask questions like ordinary people, and did not say a word. Not only did I feel strange and reached out to touch it, but the man was cold, hard as a piece of pig iron, and had no pulse.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the center of the meeting, and the man dressed as an executioner rang the gong, and the people around him stopped talking and got up en masse, and I had to stand down in an extremely twisted posture with her arm.

When the gong was removed, revealing a floor-to-ceiling clock behind me, I finally figured out the time, and the dinner took place at six o'clock in the evening on March 15th. In other words, in another twenty-four hours, Madeleine would return to Lyon and make her official acquaintance with Sophie.

The whole venue was silent, and everyone was watching the wood carvings, as if waiting for someone important to come on stage. I held up the stiff Leeann, sweating profusely, and wondered why it wasn't over? How long would it take to stand up? As I was looking around, I noticed a figure in the distance, I had never seen it, but it was the only one I knew. This stupid girl turned out to be little Faroux. He was standing side by side with a mediocre-looking female receptionist.

"Eh? How does this scene seem similar? Yes, yes. I was taken aback, and suddenly I couldn't feel the weight in my hand, and I couldn't help but look at the two backs carefully. They had appeared in a photograph that Miss Lukugu had searched from the throat of a butterfly boy in the grass with mercury heartpetals. At that time, it was judged that it was at the reception of a certain hotel, but unexpectedly, this ghost place was Foggy Dragon Tooth Island. In other words, she has been living here since Christmas, and is friends with the Oriental named Liao Li or Huan Li.

"Ah, I was distracted. "Just as I was about to look for an opportunity to approach them for identification, the woman in my arms came to life. She secretly squeezed my palm and smiled: "You are really a young owl, no more temptation is necessary." "

About half a minute later, a few people came up in front of the wood carving and began to read the manuscript, and everyone slowly sat down. As soon as her ass got off the chair, I asked her how Shicai was so silent as if she was dead? What kind of magic was it? The woman grinned again and said that she had done the checking.

It turns out that the so-called Black Narcissus is actually a low-profile version of the Flag Mirror Master, this kind of person also knows how to transfer souls, and has been enlightened. Not only that, but she can also read minds, like the rams of Tilblich, but in a very different way. At first, I thought that she couldn't figure out the advanced theories of time and space, but in fact, I looked down on her. In the toilet, the woman actually performed it once to confirm whether the body was a Madeleine. This kind of person can dig clues in other people's memory fragments through out-of-body experience, which is called "matching saucer", and then exchange information with Black Narcissus of the same constitution in the void, and can actually do it without missing the slightest trace.

The 0514 warehouse and Sister Di's information I mentioned, she had already distributed it to the people who were going to pick us up to confirm it first. At the same time, I was told that the gadfly who had really been sent to assist her in the theft had been transferred, and was lying at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean at the moment, and that I was supposed to be the murderer of this poor worm!

I don't know how much damage this will do to the former Madeleine, and I begin to regret what I know. If I let my father embark on the road of escape from now on, then I will disappear like a bubble in the sea. However, the woman noticed that I was feeling uneasy, and suddenly asked:

"The extremely important anchor you are talking about is probably called Rien, so do you love her?"

"Love, but it's not love between a man and a woman, she can comfort the missing part of my heart, maybe it's a gesture, maybe it's my wishful thinking, but I prefer to believe that she comes from the heart. She doesn't call her by that name. I waved my hand at her and said, "But if that's the case, it's killing Madeleine, and I don't want that." After all, he carries the burden of bringing me into this world. "

"So it's like a string of rings, one ring is tied to the other, it's hard to part with, isn't it? I'll call you Madelan, don't tell me your name, the future is still long, you can be both friend and foe. But personally, I won't hurt you, because I'm in love with your father, even if he wants to ruin me. She patted me on the shoulder like an elder and sighed, "It's a pity that when you wake up, you will forget everything and be a stranger to the news anchor." Just because you're an incomplete owl. "

"Actually, I don't know what a small owl is until now, that's what others speculate, and it is said that all the women who have appeared are women?".

"Yes, all the owls used to be women, and men have never been before. As for what it is? You understand it as a cheat in a certain dimension. "The woman told me to empty my mind, not to use the gold thread casually, and to tell the truth.

If the dimension is interpreted as a sophisticated computer, then the Owl is a backdoor to the vulnerability. How did it come about, how did it come naturally? No one knows, and maybe not even the Creator. Powerful monsters such as the Shining Spirit and the Henghuang are at best only able to peek through the entire space-time line and know all the results in advance, but they cannot change the theory of cosmic constancy, that is, to return to the past and revise it again through demon methods. But the owl can do it, she will use the wavelength of other people's dreams to go back and forth in the way of soul transfer, and with her own consciousness, to modify the indestructible barrier. What's even more amazing is that she can also change the ending and even extract products in the process, so the three owls who have appeared in history are basically rich and rival celebrities.

Therefore, if there really exists in this world, it will be included in the dark world, the pan-world and the extremely dark world, and become a hot figure, and at the same time, it may also bear the brunt of the political game and become the first target of elimination. After all, every person and organization has their own secrets, and thieves are not allowed to come and go in their own back garden.

"In the future, you should stop being complacent and say that you are a bird, that is not something to be proud of, but will make you lose your head. Unfortunately, the bird has not been free since birth, and is either locked in a cage by others, or shot down as a flying target, and has no personal space. The woman held her cheek and laughed at herself: "Compared to you, I am glad that I am only a black narcissus, although it is several grades worse, but it is more safe, after all, there are still many in the world." "

"The reality is cruel, but I think that I will eventually find a no-man's land where my little bird can stay and groom its feathers. "

As the barrier was broken, Leeann's tense face gradually relaxed. She asked me to tell me about the encounter with a giant vomiting woman on a rainy night, and during this time, I tried to communicate by writing, as if I was worried that I would be detected by invisible eyes. I knew it was important to him, and deliberately put it in the hope that she would shift her strategic focus back to how to break the sludge pool. Seeing me like this, she didn't ask questions, but said that if it was an important message, it was not suitable to talk here, and that she and I had to go to an area where there was soot before we could continue. From Leeann's face, I saw the word fear, whether she was twenty or thirty, through subconscious small movements. Every now and then, this woman will smile toothy and spit smoke rings in your face, so it can be both a conceit and a unique emotional release.

"You look scared, is it because of the Emerald Flower?" I glanced at the main table, which was still empty, and the chef was walking between the tables and beckoning a group of waiters to start serving, so I asked, "Are you worried that he would disguise himself as a guest and mingle in the crowd?"

"Be careful with your question. She didn't answer, and stared at me with two large, lead-blue eyes.

"Your acting skills are good. You didn't glance at the corner once when you sat down, as if it was more unsettling that there were no people there than there were people sitting. I've heard about him as a guy who can't be filmed on a negative. And according to the laws of the dark world, your intention to steal his private treasure is tantamount to sending a signal to start war, and you should know these truths better than me. Then, since you are the kind of person who is determined to do things brutally, you naturally have the consciousness of life and death. No matter how clumsy I am, I can tell the difference between a woman who is obviously scared but pretends not to be afraid. "

"How much do you really know about the word fear?" she asked, gradually retracting the extra expression on her face.

"The reason I'm here is to help you. And you still hold a lot of things that you don't want me to know. In fact, since the inspection letter, I have held back my doubts. As long as they weren't blind, they knew that two of the four people standing were fakes. And this kind of thing, which can be clarified with just a touch of a finger, is expelled by the bureaucracy. It was like I was playing a game, and I started with a bad move, which was supposed to be unsustainable, and nothing happened. Following you forbade me to worship the wood carving, and scolded me for lifting a water glass, on the surface you don't want me to make a fool of yourself, but in fact you are still worried that people will notice you, because we have been talking for a long time. I think you're familiar with this place, and you don't observe the terrain like a normal thief. I just want to tell you that I can help you. Since you're gambling heavily for uncertainty, you might as well bet more on me. "

Leeann didn't say a word for more than ten minutes, and through this silence, I pretended to go to the other side of the room to wash my hands, intending to see the Austrian girl up close. It turned out to be Faroux, wearing a white school uniform suit, exactly as in the old photo. As for the receptionist, I could also see her name tag clearly, with the word R starting with it. Thinking that I was fumbling for pen and paper in my pocket, intending to transcribe it so that I would not forget it later. It turned out to be a round thing, and it was velvet. Everything I carried around in front of the sludge pool, including lighters and sticky notes, was brought into this nightmare.

I couldn't help but be surprised, and glanced back at the woman, and saw that she was looking at the waiter's plate with a blank gaze, looking thoughtful. When I got back to my seat, Leiann gave me a push and asked why she was talking to her, and if she was secretly doing research in the gold line, I only knew that ECG could be used as a substitute for conversation, but I didn't know that it had other effects, so I shook my head. The woman naturally didn't want to believe it, saying that no matter whether she used it or not, there would be no next time, and that would make Jade Huahua immediately find out, because he was not human at all.

Seeing that I didn't want to nod, she was worried about duplicity, and finally decided to share some advice so that I wouldn't use my brains to dig deeper. The gold-leaf feather coat she was about to steal was called Volinsha, the name of the princess of the princely state in the southern highlands of the Hindu Kush Mountains in India. It appears to be made of gold and silver, but it is not a precious metal, but is collected from an insect called the hornworm.

Horn bugs have a peculiar habit of preying on insects that are close to their body, usually enough to feed them for a whole year. Fearing being robbed by other members of the same species, bugs produce gelatinous secretions that carry food worm corpses on their heads, which eventually form dung-colored carbs over time. The locals collect and gather a certain amount, and put them into the blood of swallows to boil them, from which they extract the highly malleable metalloids.