Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

Hearing that I was going to look for Krys, Luna pulled the night breeze out of her side pocket and lifted it up.

"I know you don't know the rules or the pulse, but that's okay, it's not for you to communicate. She motioned for me to take it into her arms and said, "The night breeze can let us know where and where you are, and if you are still alive." In addition to transmitting messages to each other, the Children of the World also use it as a GPS location. Don't take any chances, and exit the isthmus as soon as possible. "

"And what about yourself?" I asked, glancing at her. But she replied that it didn't matter, one of the five widows was seriously injured, and she was supposed to be sent out to help, so she could borrow her night breeze. As for what to do with the four panes of glass, she already had an idea.

"If Miss Cosita is a ghost, as you say, I don't think you'll be able to get her back," Luna sighed, pointing to herself, "I met her during the Battle of the Thunder Urn, and Freesia is very lonely, unwilling to be restrained, and a half-demon. Even if you find her, most of you can't persuade her back, but it's easy to be held hostage by her, that's not a person, you have to be careful. "

"I once heard Lin Rui mention that in her time and space line, she and I were a couple who had only been married for a week. "

"Yes, it was because of you that she was controlled by the Golden Light Party to break into the Thunder Urn, and unfortunately became a half-demon, and when she learned that you were completely destroyed, she began to join forces with us. For her, we are all people from the puppet world, her true lover, the other you are long dead. This fact made her unacceptable, and finally chose to die with Henghuang. The widow waved her hand at me and said, "You have not experienced the hellish battle of the Thunder Urn, and the tragedy is unimaginable. If Miss Corsita is still the one who is the soul, why have you left you alone?Shouldn't she be reunited?, apparently she has her own plans!".

"Let's take one step at a time, it's too early to say anything. I walked away, pointed at Eugene, and said, "I'll get a message to you as soon as I catch up with Krys." Then hurry up and arrange for this trouble to get out, I'm going crazy with him. "

Saying goodbye in a hurry, I asked the black kid to swallow a few Siren Golden Belly, and when his vision was clear, he began to move towards the second fulcrum. Eugene said that after he sneaked in, he saw a man and a woman with a film crew at the first fulcrum, so he turned around and ran back to the crypt, found a cave wall to hide in, and then he felt the wind in the mud hole, and began to crawl forward. After more than ten minutes, he saw someone crawling in front of him, following him around, and finally fell into a pool full of stagnant water.

"It was full of soapy dead people, adults and children, and there was sawdust-like dirt everywhere, and the water was full of oil splashes, and there was no smell of anything. He lifted up his trouser legs to show me, and sure enough, his feet were stained black, and they were still thick with oil. Eugene couldn't help but shudder when he thought back to the beginning, and said, "Then, I seem to see that person walking around the neighborhood. When she came closer, I recognized her at a glance, and it was the woman who was fishing for shrimp with me. "

"Could it be the fourth order of the Underground Mine? But what the hell are you doing in that place on Krys? By the way, do you remember how to get there?".

Eugene shook his head, saying that he had forgotten that I would not be able to squeeze in even if I knew the way, and besides, Krys only stopped for a moment and quickly crawled away. Because they had seen her the other day, the child was not afraid, but worried that she had not seen her, so he squeaked behind Krys to get her attention. But Miss Corsita turned a deaf ear and only cared about crawling in the mud hole, and Eugene followed her, making herself dizzy, and finally losing her.

"So you don't know where she's gone, do you? isn't it all nonsense?" I said, glaring at him angrily.

"Of course I don't know where she is now, but women climb the pit regularly, I know what to think, how is this nonsense?".

As he spoke, Eugene led me to a grotto that I had never been to before, which also looked like a mining disaster. The dirt road collapsed, the rocks were overgrown, and the rocks were severely torn. The black kid said that it was here that he discovered the pattern, and that if I wanted to know the secret, I would have to give him fifty dollars. How could such a small boy be so greedy for money? After doing the math, we had cheated him out of hundreds. But Eugene's father seems to be an insatiable material creature, and sure enough, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, and the result of education is the result.

"Take it, fifty-five in total, and the extra five dollars will buy lollipops for your dad!" I said with hatred, emptying my trouser pockets.

Seeing that the money was in hand, the black child smiled triumphantly. He pointed to one of the ruins for me to see, and said that Krys was looking for the kind of stone to climb the pit, because the rock was carved with eye-catching markings. I glanced at it and couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

Isn't this kind of soft hand like a banana leaf exactly what Lao Dai once mentioned? I thought it might be some kind of ancient Indian sigil, but who knew that it was a sign. Who left this? How could Krys know this? Seeing that the questions were gathering more and more, I was afraid that the black child would make some strange requests, so I hurried to take it to the third fulcrum, and beckoned the people from the cable station to send him back to the tunnel immediately.

The mourners tied large glass plates to their backs with ropes and practiced around the holes. And Rosa and Uncle Beard are distributing ammunition and trying to get a rifle and pistol for each person, and they are also ready. Seeing that I was back where I was, I couldn't help but spread my hands to me, as if to ask if there was anything else you didn't understand? Seeing this, I couldn't stay any longer, so I had to walk quickly back to the ruins.

I walked a few steps deeper into the cavern, and soon saw a hole in Hesse that pierced through the hard rock, as if it had been pierced by some kind of huge earthworm arch, a wound that could not have been torn by man, not even by a percussion drill. Reaching out, there was a hot wind blowing in his face, with a damp smell of fish, indicating that it would be connected to an empty stone cave.

I began to reach into the dark end of the unknown. The height of the cave is two meters, and the diameter of the circumference is also two meters, which is a round mirror cavity. As the body moved forward, the feet became more and more rugged, and the things that broke through the rocks were obviously dry for a while, and the holes were full of cone wheels, like dry sewers. If you want to make such a big hole, the drill bit has to be bigger than a person, what kind of equipment is it? How is it moved into the hole? Where does the electricity come from? The deeper you go, the more questions you have, and the person doing this seems to know very well where you are going, and this guy drills without the slightest hesitation, either straight or curved, and the whole project is completed in one go, and there is no unnecessary temptation.

After crawling through more than a dozen of these holes, I crisscrossed the ruins, and along the way I kept seeing white twine and wooden jewelry broken by sharp gravel. All of this proves that Eugene is not as happy as last time, and Krys is indeed following the path he took. As the terrain goes down more and more, it gradually becomes dark in front of you, no matter how many kraken golden belly you eat, it doesn't work, it's not a problem of eyesight, but no light at all. I had to fumble to keep my balance, and as I scratched through the barb-like rocks, my palms felt loose, as if I had touched a pile of mille-feuille. Soon, I touched the bottom of this mille-feuille, covered with tiny things that were moving. Zigzag and pulled out his hand, and it was a myriad of geckos wrapped in cobwebs.

I couldn't hold back the severe nausea any longer, and I pressed the bright light to check the headlamp, and soon I saw a dry piece of earthy red hemp, with cracked dry skin, and a sallow skull hanging from the top of my head. The circular walkway, carved out of the rocks, cut through the mummies' lair, surrounded by three or five disemboweled, corpses glaring at me with bared teeth.

Soon, the strange cries came one after another like the high tide of the night, and the whispers in the ears became louder and louder, and the wind shuttled back and forth. Everything means that I am very far from the third fulcrum, and I am on the edge of some area. Seeing that my situation was critical, I hurriedly turned off my headlights, not daring to linger here, and anxious to go out. As a result, when people are unlucky, they drink water and stuff their teeth, only to feel that their feet are loose, their hearts are hung to their throats, and the whole person suddenly loses his balance and falls headlong.

It happened so quickly that I didn't even have time to see it before my head hit the bulging rock. The whole person slid to the ground in an arc and fell into a mess of rocks. What the hell is this place? The road is full of yellow mud and rocks, how can there be such a thing as a lead ball? I was secretly surprised, trying to tell where I was by turning on my headlights. However, Whispering was hovering less than ten meters away from him, and the monsters were all demon spirits, and even the cold beams could not avoid a narrow encounter.

Just as he was hesitating left and right, there was a gust of hot wind behind him, and a black shadow quietly approached him. Immediately his throat was locked, his mouth and nose were covered, and the thing saw that it had healed me, and it began to retreat. The physical sensation showed that it was not a zombie, and when I realized this, I began to struggle and tried to pluck the other person's head with my hand. The black shadow turned sharply to the right, and I was completely defenseless, and I was carried straight down, as if I had been plunged into an ice cave, and this pond was like a melting ice lake, so cold that it made people's teeth tremble.

It wasn't long before the thing weighed all its weight down, its soft chest against its face, trying to stop me from climbing onto the beach. This man was colder than the pool water, his body was as slippery as a bar of soap, no matter how much he held it, he was torn apart as soon as he touched his wrist, and in the blink of an eye, I was handcuffed by this thing. Through the fabric, I smelled a familiar milky scent.

"Krys, what are you?" I asked in a low voice as I saw a pair of leaden blue eyes.

She didn't say anything, just opened her hand lightly. I lifted my head from under the water and crawled to the edge panting. Squinting to see, although the appearance is, it is not her inside, because Krys would never laugh so lewd and provocative.

It's a really fucked up feeling, obviously a very familiar person in reality, but it gives me a very strange feeling. We looked at each other for a moment, but we didn't know what to say. I pondered for a moment and asked, "Are you freesia?"

"I don't call it by that name, didn't I tell you not to come with me?" she silenced me, "I know the name, but her people and bones rotted long ago. It's dangerous here, you either go back the way you came or go back into the water. "

"Even if I had the heart, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to find the holes I went back to, the twists and turns were like a labyrinth, and I had already been dizzy. Rubbing my eyes, I saw that she was looking around, looking very anxious, and couldn't help asking, "Can you see this pitch black?"

"Well, it's like looking at the scenery in broad daylight. She replied absentmindedly, twisting the hem of my shirt and motioning for me to go to the middle of the pool, soaking myself in the cold water, poking my head out to breathe, and saying that if I wanted to survive in the peacock pool, I had to do it.

"Aren't those black shadows like mist a shadow? I have heard from our people, and I have never mentioned that they are soaked in rotten water. "I'm so confused that I want to ask her, but it's bound to disturb the murderous creatures nearby. As soon as I tried to sacrifice the gold line, my whole body was electrified, and soon after a message came to my head, Krys had already thought about it before me.

"You can't find it even if you try your best, so let me hook you up, it's a complex physical phenomenon. "

"Of all the people I know, only Hollisman has this kind of eye, and if you don't admit that you are freesia, then I will simply call back your original name, Athena, do you think it is appropriate?" I pulled out the empty metal ball from my trouser pocket, shook it in front of her eyes, and said, "You and I have seen it before, and it is through it, in a void of time and space." "

"I don't care what it's called, as long as it pleases your ears. She looked at me with a strange look and smiled over time: "Well, there was indeed a time when I was as curious about everything as you are, and I was also trapped by love. Looking at you now, it's like looking back on life, it's really enviable to be young, but it's a pity that it will never come again, and it will feel like a dream when it's far away. "

After listening to these inexplicable words, I couldn't help but be stunned, and as for the identity of this person, it became more and more difficult to identify. From the tone, it is not difficult to judge that she is a certain age and is very familiar with the relationship between the few of us. One moment she was hot, the next she was very cold, as if I was just a child in her eyes at the moment.

"Being young is a helpless thing, everyone in my hometown has a habit of exaggerating their age when they come out, what a dream. Please, change your skin, and tell these strange things again. Do you want me to look at Krys's childish face and think of you as Mirière's old thing? "

If it had been a breezy afternoon, I would have interrogated her with pleasure all day, after all, she was a complete stranger and possessed the well-groomed body of Krys. In the past, I only thought that Lin Rui was rendering tragedy, and I never thought that it would happen to me, this process is really exciting. Besides, why do I have to know who she is? Wouldn't it be more exciting to keep some mystery? However, this is a ghostly ghost, and I have to figure out where I am first, which is the most important thing at the moment, and everything else is dispensable. When I thought about it, I lost my enthusiasm for arguing with her.

"Don't you have a headlamp in your hand, or what are you going to do with it?" she winked at me. Seeing that I didn't understand, he took it from my hand and pressed it down. I expected Krys to take a picture of the whole place, as she normally would, but she pressed the beam to the lowest level, almost level with the ground, and chose to shine in the sparkling puddles around her. A magical scene happened, the originally black and unpretentious huge space, reflected in the sewage, about the light of the evening, the entire cave wall reflected transparently, like a mirror. Where did this light come from? I don't understand.

Visually, the crypt is larger than a rugby field, oblong in shape, similar to the structure of the second fulcrum, with a steamed bun-shaped dome eight meters above the ground. There are beehive-like niches between the rocks, and the corpses don't have to bother to find, they are all tucked upright in their own tombs, and roughly calculated that there are more than a hundred corpses at most, and there are eighty corpses at the least. And at the very top of the dome, a large group of tadpole-like shadows gathered in the black press, wandering aimlessly, completely imperceptible to our presence.

As for the ground, it was swallowed up by oily sewage and filled with boulders that looked like garlic. It can be seen that they have been carved and have artificial traces, and they must be the heads of some kind of strange columns, but for some reason, the columns are broken and missing, causing them to be stuck in puddles. And the hole I climbed into was a circular cavity that was smashed through the mountain into rotten lichen by demonic magic, and at first I felt sharp and abnormal, but it was actually a sharp and abnormal blade tooth superimposed on each abrupt axe. For some reason, this breach felt very familiar to me, but I couldn't remember where I had seen it.

There is no doubt that this ghost place may be one of the three ancient pools of black water, but which one of them is it? I am sure that it will not be the closest one to the third fulcrum, because it does not match the characteristics in the description. According to the description of the soul sickle and the widow, the peacock pond on the front will be a relatively small number of demon spirits, but at the moment, the number of strange shadows is beyond imagination, and the difference can be discerned with just the eyes.