Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

Behind the stone grinding disc, a thick, greasy carpet was hung, the same material as the curtains hanging high at both ends of the tunnel. It is said that the sails were removed from a tattered sampan. The boxing champion was hovering ahead, complaining that I was not as committed as the fledgling Miss Corsita. I didn't reply, and quickly followed the group.

Yamakari is superficially understood, largely between legend and mythology, and if this is indeed the ruined nest it has walked through, then many people can get a lot of information and answers from it. How did it change the terrain? How did it disappear before the eyes of the pursuers? And where did it go after it fled? In short, it was an on-the-spot exploration.

I remember that in the past, they always nagged that they were on the edge of two worlds, and that they had always been low-key, but how did they change their normal behavior this time? and agreed to cooperate with the media?

As early as a few decades ago, the people of the pan-world and the extremely dark world had discovered that the silver wind was still alive, and in the course of investigation, they began to think about the idea of treasure diamonds. The self-proclaimed orthodox Dark World was the last of the three parties to detect, and when it came to getting a piece of the pie, others took the lead and destroyed most of the traces. As a result, it becomes difficult to catch up.

However, the dark world has one advantage that other worlds don't have, and that is that it is closely integrated with the real world, and there are people from all walks of life. The world, if not much understood, is at least regarded as an urban legend, so it has potential influence. In the absence of any target, they can continue to manipulate various illegal transactions to make huge profits, underground banks, human trafficking, drug trade, arms trafficking, etc., but once they have a goal, it is different, they will start to launder, commercial packaging, and devote part of their energy to public welfare, and it is easy to build themselves into a progressive force in society. Its principle is very similar to that of the underworld. The advantage of this is that you can draw on the vast resources of the real world, which can help you make a living.

It is an objective fact that Lao Qian fell into the tooth wheel curse, and he is related to the Diming Station and the tunnel, coupled with the 2201 file that Lao Dai widely announced, has actually cast a shadow on the hearts of people in this area. It is difficult to deal with it by relying on the police, and it is very dangerous to rely on the second excavation. Now a group of tireless people have emerged and taken the initiative to ask Ying to do this, wouldn't it save the hearts of all parties? It is good to have a certain success, but if it is not done, it will also serve as a lesson from the past, so no one will stop it. In addition, the media is agitating from it, and the green light is given to citizens on the grounds that they must be given the truth. Therefore, if all kinds of favorable factors are gathered in one, why not do it? If they seek profits because of this, they will immediately disappear from the world, and they will only bring to the people of the world a high wind and a bright festival that they do not covet fame.

This is, of course, the main reason, and secondly, the time from conception to formation to implementation is too hasty, and there are very few resources available. Well, the work gang plays the role of a pretty good behind-the-scenes team. This group of people is absolutely professional, has been engaged in filming and live broadcasting for a long time, and has a sharp vision that brooks no mistakes. Therefore, in the process of traveling, it will be able to play the key to early warning. However, there are many people entering the isthmus, and the distance between them is wide, and it is difficult to transmit information, and it is impossible to rely on a few night winds alone. The best countermeasure is for everyone to obtain the half-demon vision, which cannot be done by manpower, but technology can make up for this shortcoming.

What is a half-demon vision? She was transformed by the sinking lake and swallowed a heart, becoming the witch of the Thunder Urn, and her basic ability is to control thousands of feathered butterflies. These little accomplices are distributed in various locations in the vast area, replacing the sight and smell of the witch, and nothing that happens in any corner can escape her sight. Therefore, she took the initiative, ambushed if she wanted to ambush, retreated if she wanted to retreat, and no matter how many people strayed, she couldn't deal with her. Then the camera we wear is equivalent to a butterfly, and the image it captures becomes an eye, which will eventually be transmitted to the projection board in the hands of each group.

As we enter the next millennium, both Channel 9 and Georgia Cable are optimistic about the future, but also worried about the future. Market saturation is an indisputable reality, which has been carved up by several major television networks, and news broadcasting is a traditional project, but it cannot increase the number of users, and even small things like protests caused by a broken pipe in a building are often crowded. This cramped space is in need of fresh air and blood. Everyone has expectations for the future, and they all hope to make changes, how can they let go of such a big event as Jiming Station? The leading figures are also observing, and they will judge according to the data, which material is more in line with the tastes of the common people? If necessary, opening a second channel or engaging in a series of follow-up reports will become the norm in the future.

Sister Di and Rosa are no longer young, they pay attention to stability at this age, so they are tired and dirty, for fear that they will be eliminated by the new generation. This anxiety is especially evident in both of them. Therefore, this time they broke into the isthmus at night, they will try their best to guide public opinion, concoct suspense, and strive for their own reputation to achieve results, and competition between them is inevitable.

In the middle of the Susu, I crossed the original cave and began to walk into the unknown. The terrain extended and went all the way down, and when I looked back, I had a gap of more than ten meters between me and the few people who stayed there to arrange the black vortex bureau. Not long after, I was taken by the crowd to a strange stone cave, where the first fulcrum of the soul scythe was set.

Why do you say it's weird? The main thing is that I can't tell what kind of landscape it is. The area here is about the size of half a football field, but the top pressure is extremely low, and it may only be 2.5 meters by eyesight, and a person of Jussac's physique is always worried that he will hit the rocks, giving people an uncomfortable sense of depression. In addition, it is the shape of a stone cave, which resembles a hole made by an armadillo, and it is also a lame armadillo, wide on the right side and narrow on the left. The two stone walls are also overgrown with dry and hard lichens, and the yin loquat is strung on the top of the head, as if you can take a bite when you look up. The boxer pointed at them and asked me to argue, and I nodded, indicating that everything here was the same as the scene under the Nightmare Falls. Since there is no such thing as Furinsha here, it must have been created by Yamakari.

In addition to this, it had been altered by the original intruder, who had carved a pit out of the algae humus, placed kerosene lamps and ropes, and stocked up on some food. Apparently out of curiosity, it was reserved for further and deeper. According to the planing marks, the guy used a short-handled two-toothed pickaxe, a tool that can be found everywhere in the mines, and what the hell was this man digging in such a wide cavern? Not only that, but it was also a little strange underfoot, it was not all sand, but it also grew grass and even grew to the top of the cave wall.

Because of this strange appearance of the cave, there were potholes of various sizes around it, so everyone stopped and began to dig, intending to see if anything had been buried under the soil. I heard the shouting, it turned out to be a rabbit, and he said that the real spectacle was ahead, and that was where I should go.

"Once you've arrived at the place, you just have to find a spacious place to sit down and don't think about anything. It can be a little scary, but it's all an illusion. He told me to look at the fire javelins buried in the earth, and motioned to follow.

"The first question has been answered, the mysterious man is a man, and now transgender people can be excluded. He zigzagically took out a plastic bag from his inner pocket, containing a rusty blade, and said, "The early Remington all-copper razor holder, the blade was a twelve-piece good friend, quite in line with Eupicio's initial assumption, a very ordinary fellow." "

"What else?" I asked, "Do you see the rest of the heels?"

"I've been looking through this area, but unfortunately I haven't seen it, maybe I fell somewhere deeper. The lantern widows were the furthest afield, and they were now 800 meters away from us. The isthmus stretches so far that no one knows where it will lead. Fearing that something might happen, Eupaceo had asked them to return, and the danger initially assessed had not yet appeared. He glanced at the trench-like lower road, looked at the reflector from time to time, and said, "It's just that the signal is getting worse and worse, and we are currently at a depth of about thirty-five meters." There are so many phenomena here that are difficult to explain that you need to restore in order to integrate. "

I thought I would be able to walk to the second fulcrum, but it turned out to be like walking through the grotto under the waterfall, and it took me more than ten minutes. The rangefinder showed that it was eight hundred meters from the entrance and fifty-five meters deep, and the air began to become cloudy and hot. In the distance, the voices of Soul Scythe and Lao Dai were heard on the phone, and they were talking on the phone with the work gang in the tunnel, and the other party reported that the signal was intermittent, and asked if they could move the equipment into the cavern, but Ebizio sternly refused.

"I think they're crazy, they don't even care about their lives. The soul sickle spread his hands and shouted, "Is this a good place to enjoy the mountains and rivers?" The one with glasses told me that the phone was about to be blown up, and what questions and answers they were doing. "

"It's easy to understand this, the work is all about ratings. But if they want to see it, let's show them enough. Lao Dai stood aside, shrugged his shoulders and sighed: "Let the ram parked in the tunnel watch the device, and it will be difficult to clean up if people break in by mistake and cause trouble." "

The so-called second fulcrum is a grotto that is much wider than the top, and in the center of it, there is a scenery that should not exist, that is, there is a strange tree with lush leaves. I don't know what kind of tree it is, but from the outside, it is very lush, with a few hot springs running across the two heads and two brains, and the white mist is like a "fairyland" under the yin house, giving people a sense of reverie. Hundreds of fire javelins have been planted along the cave, and all the mirror lamps have been lit to illuminate the cave as bright as day. As soon as I walked into the grotto, my eyes couldn't adjust, and I was so stimulated that I burst into tears. By the time it was fully opened, it was already a long time later.

"Does it feel like déjà vu?" Soul Scythe walked to the side, accompanied me to look up at the steamed bun-shaped dome, and asked, "What do you think this hellish place looks like?" "

"Could it also be like a yin dragon, with the arrangement of the mandala ring that can only enter but not exit? We don't have any concept at all, and it's hard to get out of the pool when we go wrong. Hearing this, my heart sank, and I reached into my rucksack, intending to take out the iron filings to check.

"If a person falls twice in the same scarf, then he is either stupid or damned, I have already checked. If you want me to say, this is the exact opposite of yin, the former is the extreme yin, and here is the extreme yang. He waved at me, indicating that he didn't have to be blind, and began to explain. In principle, it is the pine of Shura that plays a role in subverting everything in the underground of Lukuguyin's mansion. This pillar of the Seven Pillars of Evil drained the life from the surface of the earth and sent it all to the last descendant of the Thunder Sound Urn Burial Lord, so that the Heavenly Dome Flower Altar could grow Yin Flower Lingzhi, but it was full of life, full of flowing hot wind, bubbling hot springs, and trees were also growing.

The reason for this is that it is so close to the mantle that if you go deeper, you may see lava pools and underground volcanoes. It is precisely because of these factors that the earth's crust changes are relatively repetitive.

I was pushed by him to Krys, who was standing not far away under the tree. The sight in front of her made her dumbfounded, even when I came behind her, she didn't notice it. The thin light hit her, sprinkling a golden yellow, and the flawless skin became unusually smooth and delicate, as transparent and crystal clear as a plastic product. Looking at this back, I was not only intoxicated, but I couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it.

In the misty sand, they have laid a large soul eulogy, if the Yin Nine Bureau is to be formed, it is necessary to sacrifice special things, Krys is not leaking incense, it is perfect to be the first to see. She didn't have to do anything, just stand in the middle of the cave. Offer peace and blessing to the fork in the road around the circle. Once the person who goes deep encounters an accident, he can quickly retreat to this place and hold on. The soul sickle allowed the widows not to waste their energy in vain, and first received the supernatural powers to recuperate, and stood up for her to hold back her eyes.

Seeing that people were busy, Lao Dai was not willing to be lonely, so he had prepared a few huge glass plates and placed them in the four gaps of the grotto. He took out a brush, dipped it in some kind of paint, and was writing and engraving on it like a dragon playing in water.

"Do you think they're like a psychopath?" Seeing people sweating profusely, I leaned close to Krys's ear and laughed, "I've seen this suit of ghosts before." "

"You're not here to make small talk with her," but the voice was louder for the short man with the tip of his ear to hear. He came over with an aluminum lunch box, laid it down to the root of the tree, and raised his hand at the rabbit in the distance, signaling that he could start. I sat on my knees at their request, staring at the lunch box, and the dreamcatcher said that a real owl can enter the arc anytime and anywhere, but it is more difficult for me. However, it doesn't matter, this physical object is supposed to be left behind by the mysterious man, and it is haunted by the breath of the past, through which I can open my mind, even if it does not have the convenience of the phantom sun, he can brew one, just push forward to help, and immediately send me to sleep. This method is called "Spotted Water Shadow", that is, prying open the corners of the illusory in reality, causing people to fall into the nightmare.

"Wait," Lao Dai saw that I was about to settle down, and hurriedly ran up, took out the Saga wing from the copper box and put it on the brim of my hat, and said, "Although it doesn't work, but you can estimate the time difference, I forgot to bring it in the Yin Eclipse Dojo last time, and this time I paid attention." "

The murmur in his ears gradually dissipated, and the thin light dimmed in all directions, and the closed eyelids were transparent, as if the figure was rapidly disappearing. Soon, I felt like I was being soaked in the summer rain, and my surroundings seemed so damp and warm that I could barely feel the presence of my limbs. When I opened my eyes and peeked, I was still in the same place, but the people and things were gone, and I was trapped in eternal darkness.

There was a strong wind behind me, and someone slammed it into my back, and as I walked, I saw that my skeleton had been pulled out of my body. With this force, I fell eight feet away, and when I completely straightened my body, a change began to appear in front of my eyes. There are no strange rocks, no strings of kraken's golden belly, and no hot springs in the east and west. A babbling stream at the foot of the trail appeared, a place never before, surrounded by natural light that illuminated the white rhododendrons and heather flowers on either side of the trail. Water foam flutters everywhere, and the stems hang low in it with graceful flower spikes, which looks elegant and beautiful.

I got up silently and looked at the flower plate closest to me, the white rhododendrons like snow and the heather like blood, which were extremely dazzling when they fused together. I bent down to pick up the petals, which had been crushed, the edges of the curls a little rotten, but still fragrant. The thick accumulation of fallen leaves in this place, like the dirt road in the park in late autumn, leaves traces of others walking on them.

"It's my birthday, I ordered a cake, and it hasn't been delivered yet. After eating a few pieces, I plan to soak in the bathtub and wait for death. Out of nowhere, a woman's voice came to complain, and she said, "It's boring, I should have watched fireworks on the beach in Miami, but I don't know who is making trouble, and I still have to stay in this dark place to re-settle the accounts, can't you think of a way?"

No doubt I heard her voice, last time it was hazy, but this time it was clearly visible, as if she were next door.

"It should still be your admirers, they don't want you to go, they are afraid that you will run away and never come back. But if I didn't have this guy, wouldn't I have run for nothing?" Then the man's voice sounded, and he was full of fatigue, and said, "I don't quite understand why I have to eat cake on my birthday, is this a continuation of the old ritual? You can go to the suburbs to cut down trees and decorate them, or you can not cut them at all, but you always need to decorate them at home, and this is the tradition. "