Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

All the lamps in the study next door, including the TV with snowflakes dancing, began to flicker frequently as Old Qian slowly got up. It was more irregular than the gallery lamp, and it went out for a longer time, in short, it was dark, and it flickered a few times in a while. So much so that the skeletal figure stood like a grid of slides from the time he sat to the time he stood up, and by the time the light bulb had turned to that miserable green again, he was standing stiffly opposite the Amory Firefly, in a corner of his study.

"Isn't he too weak to get out of bed? Why is he still in good spirits and still standing and looking so tough?" Fan Fat turned his face suspiciously to ask the evening nurse, and the old woman shook her head and nodded, not knowing what she wanted to express.

At this moment, a small human voice came from the bottom of the building, it was Paco who had returned with Eupaceo. I didn't need Krys to rush to the columns on the second floor, waved vigorously at the two of them, and signaled to go upstairs immediately. When they saw that I was pale, and knew that something was wrong, they came to the house and sat down to re-enter the house, and for the time being they could not see anything, so that we were busy with our own affairs.

The old man on the opposite side stood in front of the wall, as if he was aware of it, he swung his fragile and loose neck bones, turned to the side, and reached out to scratch the wall skin, his eyes widened, and his face was full of suspicious expressions. Soon he leaned his head over to discern the movement in the next room, when he suddenly stopped in front of a half-fist of the pink wall, and then raised his withered claws and squeezed them around the corners of his mouth.

"Eh, it wasn't us spotting, but like looking in the mirror and squeezing the pimples on our faces?" Krys let out a long breath and said in a mosquito-like voice, "yes, it's squeezing pimples, but where is the mirror coming from? I remember it was an empty wall during the day." "

Soon the creature hung his head, moved his right hand, and slapped his left ring finger to remove something and set aside the void. Then I went to twist the invisible hose, and I washed my face. Through this set of actions, the detective restored that it was a wedding ring, and his gestures showed that Lao Qian was actually a woman at this moment. Only a woman would take off the ring by slipping her finger with soap before washing her face slowly.

Sure enough, after rubbing his face, he picked up the invisible toothbrush on the other side, squeezed the toothpaste slowly, and brushed it carefully, looking very engaged. Originally, Krys frightened him a lot by his strange behavior, but when he saw his appearance at this time, he couldn't help but want to laugh, and was glared at by the detective and asked her to hold back. And I couldn't laugh at all, for the night caretaker standing behind me had a frightened look on his face all the time, and his hands trembled like convulsions.

Eupicio curled his fingers into his eye sockets again, and pushed it out with all his might, so that he could see what the person opposite was doing, and immediately made a boo, telling us to be absolutely quiet and not to disturb him. Soon Lao Qian finished brushing his so-called teeth, followed by washing his face again, and then hugged his face with a pair of chicken feet, as if he was wiping. I was bored and was trying to move my eyeballs to relax myself, but I heard a scythe, and the whole person not only shrank back.

At the moment when Lao Qian put down his hand, his whole face changed, becoming a real skeleton, his burnt yellow skin was covered with dark spots, his two eye sockets were empty, his rotten jaw was croaking down, and thick black pulp was leaking out of his mouth. Everyone was defenseless, and suddenly they all gasped in shock, their heads crashed instantly, and after a few seconds they came back to their senses, the grimace had long disappeared, and it had become the old money again. Although it's still quite terrifying, it's a national beauty compared to the two.

"Mamma Mia, what the hell is this?, my heart almost stopped!" Fan Pang collapsed on the edge of the bed and muttered, "Look at what mine my uncle recommended to me, I almost died just now." "

"Shut up, if you're afraid, get under the porch and suck your poison," Soul Scythe got up angrily, jumped up to the wall and looked at each other, muttering to himself, "Yes, I said there was something in my eyes, and it was true!"

Intrigued, I walked over to him, and the pair of hoods were very unusual, and the eyes, which should have been cloudy, melted like ink, and covered most of the eyes. The mydriatic muscles are infinitely stretched out like a black hole, the leaf dilators are earthy red like a twisted mess, and a mist rises from the crystal, like a pocket holographic universe.

As I looked at him, I couldn't feel the presence of my own limbs for a moment, and all I could think of was a cry of exclamation from Eupicio, and then I fell into a state of confusion. I don't know, but I felt cold and windy, damp and suffocating, and my eyes were pitch black. I thought I was delving into the secrets of Old Money and trying to get close to the mystical powers, I thought I had the experience of fighting demons and defeated them, at least it was a draw, I thought that breaking into all kinds of nightmares to experience purgatory had forged a heart of steel, I thought that even if I was rampant in the shadows, there would be Theodore's velvet to protect me from destruction, and yet, at the moment I was isolated and trapped in a particularly dark place, which was even darker than I thought because of my self-confidence.

Beneath your feet is a fine, hard pavement, and your ears are full of whispers, cramped, self-talking, and overwhelmed. All kinds of noises are mixed together, like batches of mosquitoes passing through the ears. Reach out and scramble, trying to catch something in the dark, or touch a wall, but it's empty. So, I no longer had any worries, and walked forward slowly, wanting to quickly penetrate the darkness and go to a place where the naked eye could tell.

Wandering aimlessly, I don't know how long time passed, and I always wandered through this dark place, and never ended. Suddenly, I felt something running around me, stirring up gusts of wind, and it should have been not just one, but a group, just like playing with me, flying around, sometimes blocking the way, sometimes stroking the messy hair. I was covered in sweat and yelled at these dark shadows, but I couldn't scream, only the monotonous sound of dripping water, hitting my fragile heart at once.

To be sure, this time I must have been trapped again, walking in the nightmare of old money, but where is it going to take me? Or does it want me to see something? I calmed down and stood still, emptying my mind and hooking up the four directions with the gold thread, intending to ask him to ask, but when the heart began to vibrate, my mind felt a tingling pain, as if an electric drill was stirring up the brain, and I was so shocked that I immediately took my magic power and did not dare to act recklessly. So, how about trying to get rid of the cat's blood shackles? It's always my lucky star, right? Sticking out the tip of my tongue, I tried to release a spider's web of salivation to tear or devour this eternal darkness, only to feel them blown away by the strong wind and come at me in the opposite direction!

Seeing that my donkey skills were poor, I was so frightened that I didn't dare to go forward, turned around and began to run back and forth, and I could hear my own heartbeat in my ears, as fierce as a hammer and drum. As my footsteps moved, a nameless fear intensified, and I had no idea what I was afraid of, but all I could think of was to run, run faster, and run faster, and I had to flee from this place at once, no matter what method I used!

I was running out of breath, my feet slammed into the air, and when I came back to my senses, I saw that half of my body was hanging outside the corridor railing, and I was still holding a beeping mobile phone in my hand. A figure stepped up, grabbed the collar of his sweatshirt and dragged it up, and fell with me on the carpet, and when I looked again, it was Krys, who was panting.

"How could you dissipate for no reason, and suddenly come out in this direction? I happen to be on the side, otherwise you would fall down and smash your head like a watermelon. She got up from me, raised her wrist and looked at her watch, and said, "Okay, go and answer the call of that white-collar, I'm really infatuated, and I don't sleep in the middle of the night." "

I think maybe this call saved me, and if she hadn't called, I might still be alive and dead in someone else's nightmare. When I came to my ear, I just wanted to say thank you, but unexpectedly another voice came from inside:

"Alex, you haven't slept yet, I want to talk to you about something, is it convenient now?".

"Hollisman?" I was taken aback, this guy hadn't been on the phone for at least a week, and I wanted to call him last time, but I didn't expect to be on duty at Moonvalley Radio. As a result, I talked with glasses for a while, but he was in no mood at all, and I lost interest in talking again.

"Didn't you mention Susan Sullivan to you last time? Don't worry about Old Fan, the glasses are a little fussy, it's okay now, she's home. Lin Rui thought for a moment and said, "It's the fat man's high school girlfriend." "

"I'm sorry, but I haven't mentioned this to him yet. I've been haunted by all kinds of bad things for a while, and I forgot about it in a hurry, is the girl okay?".

"She was fine, just frightened, but wouldn't say anything. Originally, I made this call to say that you don't need to rush here, and that's probably it. However, since you forgot to mention it, just ask for the gender to tell Lao Fan, and talk about it calmly in the future. "

"We're actually already on our way, not tomorrow in Glascock County, but it's going to be over in the near future, and I'm taking Krys with me. You two have been separated for a long time, you won't think I'm nosy, will you?But I also have bad news to tell you, and the nightmare of the Lykugu Mansion has arrived, remember the short man of Tilblich? "

He was taken aback, and asked me who else had arrived at the pit after I had left, besides the female soldier and Eubisio, and if they had ever told their little girlfriend about getting on the thief ship, and so on. I said casually, saying that everything was under control, and that I had reached some kind of tacit understanding with the other party, and I would never expose the fact that he was Miss Lukugu.

"Chris's around, right? Okay, if she asks, you'll say it's someone else, so many things rush into my head at once, I need time to think about what to do. He let out a long sigh and hung up.

"Well, well, I'll be safe. I grabbed the phone, pretended to pass in front of Krys, and deliberately said, "It's late, you should rest early, I've already put on my sweatshirt, it fits well." "

When I turned back to the hut, I saw Lao Dai lying on the ground, looking at the movement in the study at a low angle. When I looked again, Lao Qian had left his original position and was busy in front of several large bookcases. He kept moving books in and out, stacking them on his desk and throwing them at his feet, not knowing what he was looking for. When the sound of someone else's car returning home late at night came from the window, he shivered, stopped in place, and slowly walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, falling into a deep sleep again.

"Let's get here today. Soul Scythe rubbed his face wearily, leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette, and said, "I came back late and didn't see all of them, but the characteristics he showed should have been the Six-Winged Earth Demon." "

"What's that?" Fan Pang leaned over to him and asked, "Are you saying you can collect the stall and go back now?"

The so-called six-winged earth evil is only Eupicio's preliminary judgment, and according to legend, it is some kind of earth evil spirit, that is, the old tomb of a deserted place. Such places are often uninhabited, thousands of miles of bare land, neither tended nor worshipped, long forgotten by the world, or simply deep mountains and forests that beasts will not set foot in. If they encounter living creatures, whether human or livestock, they take the opportunity to rush in, and they are brought back to their habitat to feed on the energy of their hosts. It is precisely because the object has been ignored for a long time or no one remembers it at all, resulting in a sea of resentment, which cannot be appeased, let alone accept transience. It will always plague the world or the herd. The six-winged earth evil is difficult to deal with, and it is formless and incorporeal, invisible like a fungus, and many times it can only wait for it to differentiate naturally, and according to legend, it will naturally dissipate after killing seven living beings.

"I don't think so. After listening to the long sigh of the soul sickle, Lao Dai waved his hand and said, "I have seen information on this kind of thing in my hometown's cellar, and many of the characteristics are indeed relatively close. It can't eavesdrop, it can't speak, it can't be tracked, it can't talk about it, and in any case, the six wings will cut off any clues that can trace it, or cause physical harm to the pursuer. But don't forget, it's something as invisible as air, and my ancestors, the Brovek brothers, dealt with the same case. "

"How did they deal with it? And how did they do it? You might as well elaborate on it. Euphisio got up, looked uplifted, and asked, "Is it also through the Bhakya Interception Technique?" "

A subtle hint of smugness swept over the corners of the detective's mouth, and the subtext of this expression is that your old boy, at last, has a problem? He motioned for everyone to sit in a row for a while, surrounded him like stars holding the moon, and said, "Okay, since I took the initiative to mention it, I was going to talk about it, don't rush." "

It was supposed to have happened shortly after the end of World War I, when an Italian expedition returned home from deep desert in the Arabian Peninsula, and one of them was haunted by the six-winged earth evil, and life was worse than death. After the onset of the disease, he was once diagnosed with rabies, this guy lost his humanity, he bit wildly whenever he met people, and he didn't even know how to speak human words, and he was brutal. The only way to eradicate the scourge is to find the bones and burn them to ashes. But who knows where they went, and where they were contaminated? At that time, this problem trapped the hands and feet of a group of pan-world heroes, and no one knew how to solve it, and finally the case was transferred to the brothers.

The two of them used all means, but they could neither find the source of the ghost nor get any consultation, and the six wings lived in the depths of the human body, crying miserably and spurting blood all over their bodies every time they tortured the victim. Seeing that this person has no way to live, if he delays any longer, he will be like a judge looking for a new body. They had no choice but to find the other person's family, explain the actual situation, and contain the person and a scavenger in a huge glass bottle at the same time, and extract the air. The man hung up in less than ten seconds, and the six wings rushed into the dried fish in a hurry to survive, and in the end, they had to rely on this unsuccessful way to throw the scavenger into the iron slurry and turn it into green smoke. But the man's body was preserved, immortal, trapped in a glass bottle forever to this day.

"Isn't it the same as not saying it? In the end, it still didn't save that life. Krys pursed his lips and sighed regretfully.

"It's the best way to stop losses and not hurt more people. And the man had been delayed for too long, and he was about to die overnight. In the face of this extremely difficult thing, I had to exchange my life for a life, although I couldn't find the source of the corpse, but turning the dried fish into ashes in an instant was equivalent to cutting it down, and this is the approximate process. Lao Dai snorted, waved his hand at her, and said with a dry smile: "And after analyzing it, I think it's not the six-winged earth evil, do you want to hear the reason?"

"Do you want to say that we are talking about it now, and we have not been punished in any way?" the evening caretaker seemed to hear the door, and slowly turned to untie her blouse, and showed us her back, and the five whip marks were conspicuously exposed to everyone's eyes, and that was why she could not say. She pointed to her throat and then to the scar and said, "First vomiting, then hand cramps, and finally a hot pain." I can't say, I can't even have the idea of quitting my job, I can only endure it silently. "

This is one of the principles of the detective's hypothesis, but it is not the whole story. The biggest difference between everything we see and the six-winged earth evil is that a body appeared at two o'clock, which was a man and a woman. The real demons of the earth are disembodied and therefore cannot be revealed, there is only one. The two, while similar, are not the same thing.

And, crucially, what he had seen not long ago. Old money was pouring in front of the bookcase, and in this short minute, he was self-conscious, and knew that he would soon be controlled again, so he wanted to take advantage of this short moment to find something to warn his family. And in the daytime, the man is not furious, nor does he scratch people like a nervous disorder