Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

Glascok County is crisscrossed by waterways, full of wilderness, and the population of the county together is less than one-third of the permanent population of the large town of Etenton, which is really a rural place for me, who is used to living in a big city. In the daytime when the sun is shining, looking out on the road, it is difficult to catch a glimpse of people without half a cigarette. And on a rainy night with lightning and thunder, it is even more difficult to bump into a passing car. The water washed away all traces, and even if Tianzhu Ju deliberately left a road sign, it was impossible to find it.

We can only discern the direction by the dictation of the woodflower. According to the chick's claims, the three buntings who broke into the Goddess Peak chased in three directions after separating. One pursued Tianzhu Ju, one pursued the four of them, and one chased the left-behind woman who broke the window and fled. Because Lilith was all on horseback, the paths and bushes were like walking on the ground, gradually getting rid of each other.

Faced with the scattered chicks, the bunting rode away on a motorcycle parked in the clearing. These cars have not been refueled since the last siege of Lancaster, and they are expected to drive for half an hour. When she fled back to the villa, she fluttered on the road for forty minutes, and with us coming, it was more than an hour. If a fierce battle had broken out, it would have been fought long ago, and it would be irreparable whether it would be life or death. We rode out, and the better it sounded called searching, and the worse it sounded called collecting the corpse.

The departing convoy split into two groups, one along the banks of Joes Creek and the other towards the junction of Fords Greek and Cow Creek, and soon after we found the cucumber at the edge of the woods, and her mount was slain by Mirière, and the man fell into a ditch. The bunting took one look at her, and perhaps felt that it was worthless to kill her, and drove north.

"Hey, I came out in a hurry, I just remember to take the gun, and I forgot to bring my mobile phone. "After meeting the survivors, we wanted to ask what the other group had found, and we ended up digging into our pockets, and Alison and I were the only ones with us. The flip phones of that era were far from being comparable to today's smartphones, and they were basically scrapped as long as they were watered. The housewife-like person complained, pointed to a nearby abandoned farmstead and said: "Let's avoid the rain for a while, people are not tired and horses are tired, and people are killed in this kind of ghost weather." "

"When I was separated in front of the middle school, Tianzhu Ju seemed to have been cut down, I don't know if I was dead or not, I just ran by myself. The cucumber's calf was bleeding profusely, and it was broken open by Angong Ash for a long bloody wound, but the perpetrator was merciful and did not take advantage of the situation to break her hamstrings. Seeing that the rest of the people were either sighing or talking on the phone, but I was standing in front of the window and pondering, this chick fell into my arms and cried: "They are all dead, I am more clever to survive, I don't care, you have to avenge them for me." "

"Okay, okay, do you see what those three people look like? What kind of bastard, where are all the people dead? The woodworm and the red alfalfa all fled home. She deliberately added fuel and vinegar, describing the tragedy of her own imagination, and I couldn't help but be frightened when I heard it, so I had to silently comfort myself: "She shouldn't have an accident, even if she can't beat it, but she is riding a demon horse to control the situation." "

"It was two black girls and a white man, covered in tendons and flesh, fierce and vicious, taller than the iron gate, and as strong as a brute. "

"I can't get in touch, and I'm afraid none of them have a mobile phone. Peach Blossom waved her hand and gave me back the phone.

At this moment, a white light lit up at the end of the horizon, and everyone chased out to see, and the bushes in the far distance seemed to be burning with a skyrocketing fire, almost half of the sky turned red. Now that we were in a clear direction, we mounted our horses and galloped forward. Along the way, the cucumber asked me for a mobile phone, and she actually asked for a police call, and said that if there is a murder now, no matter what, someone will come to investigate tomorrow morning, so it is better to confess to the strips, so as not to become a suspect and be dragged to the artillery bureau to take pictures.

"Are you an idiot? Wouldn't that be to find the Goddess Peak at the scene of the murder? The other of the housewives was so angry that he was speechless, and as soon as he opened his mouth to reprimand her, he seemed to think of something, and immediately stopped talking.

I didn't take it seriously, but I took it to heart first, and only beckoned everyone to hurry up.

Five minutes later, the horses were foaming at the mouth, and they reached the bush, only to see a locomotive crash into an old tree and cause an explosion, and the flying parts of the car ignited the surroundings, because the rain was so strong that the flames were almost extinguished, and a foul smell of tar filled the air. There were scuffling marks among the weeds, and it stretched all the way to the mouth of the river, and the deeper we went, the stronger the strange smell became, and when we went around the tidal flats, there was no fire behind us, and it was pitch black in front of us. So, the women looked at me in unison.

"I was assaulted in the bathroom a few hours ago, and even my eyes are swollen, how else can I see?" I had to squeak, and just as a lightning bolt slipped by, and there seemed to be a black thing in the distance, going down the rushing river. God helped me, I immediately shook my spirits, separated everyone and squinted my eyes, pretended to be a pretence, and said, "The people are there!"

Following my guidance, the mother-in-law dug out a broken flashlight in the side pocket under the saddle, and searched desperately with the help of the mung bean-sized spot of light. I suddenly remembered that I was carrying a headlamp, which I hadn't used since the First World War. Thinking about it, I pulled out this strange-shaped cold lamp, handed it to Alison, and found a random grass hole to sit down and rest.

"There! right where Drunkard Butterfly's finger is. The wideband beam shot out, illuminating most of the water, and I heard Alison shouting, and I pinched my cigarette and walked over curiously. When I walked to the tidal flat, I looked at it again, but it was a gray thing hanging between a few reefs, and it was lying down with the water. It was undoubtedly a person, but it was more than ten meters away from the position of the dark shadow I had just seen.

"But this is strange, is it dazzling?" We were more than twenty meters away from that thing, and it was raining so hard to distinguish the appearance with the naked eye, and the light was on the skin color and clothes, obviously not any of Lilith, so this guy could only be a member of the picket team of the bunting. I beckoned everyone to mount and head up the river, where there seemed to be a shoal in the distance to wade through.

However, when we made a big circle to the other side, it was strange that the person who had been immersed in the water was nowhere to be seen. Instead of being swept away by the torrent, she climbed up the tidal flats herself, tore all the trivial things on her body, and discarded them under a nearby tree. It was a piece of suede clothing, and half a piece of silver peach, and I knew it as soon as I saw it. For some reason, the rot grew fine hairs, gray and resembling some kind of mold.

"This is the man who attacked us!" cried Cucumber, grabbing the deerskin, "all three wearing the same cloaks. "

"Didn't she die, but fainted, and then woke up in the water and ran away again?" said Peach Blossom with her hands, pacing between the river and the trees, and said, "But the blood stopped flowing here, or did she fall back into the river because she was too badly injured?"

"How do I know where this river flows? I haven't been to this place before, and I can't find it on a map. So a group of girls gathered around Alison and asked questions, and she was so loud that she couldn't think, and exclaimed, "I'm sure our people haven't been here." Because people do not choose places that are unfamiliar to them to run away, and horses do not know the way, let alone carry people to such places, otherwise there will be hoof prints in the woods. It's so strange, why is this person attacked here, and what is it that attacked her?".

"Shall you scatter and chase after you, even if you run away, not a single wounded person will go far!" cried the cucumber with an axe.

"Don't be brutal, you're in the dark, and it's a mystery how capable this guy is. Even if the other party feels the slightest danger, they will desperately fight back, and if we disperse again, we will all become her prey. By the way, what are you muttering about?" I had an idea, but I didn't know what it was, so I put my arm on Alison's shoulder and asked her to repeat what she had just said.

She scratched her scalp, not knowing which one I was referring to, and recited all the words she had said along the way, and what I wanted was the heated argument between them half a minute ago, and when Alison finished speaking, the vague thoughts in her head instantly opened up.

When people are in a panic, they instinctively choose the place they are familiar with and run away, and in order to solve a series of mysteries, they have to assume that they are someone else. In this way, where did the Tianzhu chrysanthemum people go? I already have a little idea, and that direction is the Moon Valley Radio!

"Then we'll have to go back to Gibson, how do you know she'll be in town?" the housewife-like man looked at me suspiciously.

"Isn't this obvious? Stupid! In other words, you, when chased by the killers, are you going to flee to a cemetery that is inaccessible to the people, or a town where you can meet passers-by?" "

Then, we had to go back the way we came, and when we went to the bottom of the Goddess Peak, we happened to meet another horse team, and they also had a harvest, that is, the missing iris butterfly was found, her face was broken, and she was holding the wood flower and crying like a tearful person. When he heard that we were going to Gibson, he turned his horse around and caught up. I asked Alison to lend her phone to Lucy so she wouldn't lose contact again after parting ways. Sure enough, when he crossed the gate of the middle school and walked in front of the Moon Valley Radio, he was faced with a fork in the road, and the crowd was divided into two teams again.

"What shall we do now?" the housewife-like man dismounted after me, pacing with me, and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"I'm not looking for it, I'm restoring the traces, that's another technique I learned secretly behind my back, and you don't understand it. I told her to go back on horseback, and sat down cross-legged in front of the avenue, with her back to the people, and meditated.

Compared to Tianzhu Ju, who never passed the arithmetic, my science is much better, and I can break down clues from other people's gossip. Cucumber said that she was seen injured at the gate of the middle school, whether or not she was in this direction. Goddess Peak to middle school, and middle school to Moon Valley Radio, both are a mile and a half away. Then in the galloping horse, in order to avoid the enemy, she will definitely throw the thunderbird backwards to buy time. The reason why there is no trace is because the horse does not leave hoof prints when it runs and flies, so there must be glass fragments along the way, and the pepper bubble feels very heavy, and it is difficult for the rain to wash it away like thick phlegm.

Thinking in this direction, I quickly thought of other things, that is, in the process of gliding, the person chasing below will inevitably shoot upwards, because the horse is too fast, and the bunting is in the bumps of the ride, it is difficult to control the accuracy, so there will be traces along the way. Thinking of this, I got up and stepped back onto the yellow horse. Point your hand forward and let the crowd pull out.

After walking slowly for more than 50 meters, everyone saw some kind of strange spike on the treetops, and I climbed like a monkey and took it off, and threw it to them for identification, and everyone was amazed. After walking a little further, I found a pile of glass chips in front of the hardware store, and the women were convinced, and couldn't help but ask me what kind of stunt it was. I sneered that in the past, when I was in elementary school, I was able to make my classmates think that I was an alien with a children's book and a few chemistry experiments.

"It's called the Butterfly Nightmare, and it's not something Miriya is good at, but it's a mysterious organization called the Butterfly Society. "I'm a know-it-all, anyway, this group of people are uninformed country girls, since the soul sickle classifies Madeiran in the left door, I, as a son, should inherit the copyright, and I am so eloquent that I have this innocent face, which makes people believe it.

"Drunken Butterfly Flower, no, sister, I feel that you know more about demon magic than Jacaranda, but why can't you beat her?" Iris finally took the initiative to speak to me for the first time, pulling her sleeve and asking.

"I'm a technical Miriya, didn't I tell you a long time ago? Just like you are a film director, some people are good at making romance movies, some people are good at making horror movies, each has its own strengths. Why should I test my strength against a big picker? Besides, I was originally a charmer. I glanced at her dismissively, replied, and said no more.

While all the women were looking around, I deliberately walked behind the people, dragged the other of the housewives, and began to talk.

"I think she's right to be worried. When the cucumber saw that I was mentioning her, she could not help looking back, and I waved her hand to let her continue, and said to the housewife, "It is an indisputable fact that one person is dead now, and we will all go out, and the horse team will be seen by the residents." is so exciting, others will know that something is wrong at a glance, maybe they will go to the police tomorrow morning, what should I do if I really want to go to the Goddess Peak?".

"If the corpse is to be wronged, we can only wronged the deceased, we will dispose of it ourselves, in short, we can't let idle people and others break into the church casually. "

"Are you afraid that your hands and feet will not be clean, so you will take the opportunity to pry away a few gold plates? "

"No, there is a person locked up under the well of the scum in the dojo, and no one can find out. Don't ask too much, wait for the Witch Club to open in a few days, and the Great Elder will be hospitable to everyone, so he will naturally discuss the matter with you. It's hard to know if you don't want to know at that point. She approached me mysteriously and said, "You still have a good relationship with the jacaranda, I suspect that she is the Great Elder." "

"Well, there are other people who have mentioned it to me, but she is not happy to see me, and she violated me today, can it be the Great Elder?"

"That's the key reason. Many people want to murder the Great Elder and ascend to the throne. She never shows up for security reasons, so she has to play a set of illusions to confuse her, deliberately pretending to be cruel without being suspected by you, maybe she likes you very much. The housewife then came up with a set of conspiracy theories, which opened my eyes, she said: "Jacaranda has always claimed to find the Great Elder to duel, then they will choose to compete in the corner of the turtle's back, this ghost place has never been to anyone, and then she drilled in, changed into a burqa and came out again, leaving a letter saying that the challenger has been killed, and there is no one alive or dead, how can you tell the truth from the fake?

With a calm face, I pulled out my phone and spoke to another group of people, intending to hear about other developments. The electric clergy flowers, in my way, they also found characteristics such as fragments of glass bubbles. In addition to this, a thick layer of grease was found in front of the dead tree, as if the tar barrel had been turned over. Tianzhu Ju really drove the demon horse to the sky, so she couldn't judge the direction by the path, she could easily cross other people's roofs to avoid the pursuers, and naturally she could hide in any corner.

When I walked to the other end to meet them, I saw the antenna on the roof of Marlowe's house in the distance, and it turned out that she was indeed moving in an area that she was familiar with. But as a result, a new problem arose, and the two sections of the road, each in the direction of Gibson, and the center of the town, still could not determine the final direction. Did I hide in the cellar of the glasses house, or go to the basement of the Fan Fat house? I can't take Lilith to trespass into someone's backyard or go into the house and search for it.

"It's this pool of tar, and now it's bubbling for some reason. Lucy jumped off her horse and pointed to the splattery of the trunk.

What is it? I am sure that it is not tar, because it has a faint grassy smell, and the stain has been washed away by the rain, and it is difficult to tell how it dripped. Without a clue, I had to let a few wounded people go back to the villa first, and it was not a good thing for the black pressure to gather a large group of horses together, and to be seen.

"Damn, have you just lost all traces of this?" I yelled in hatred, and with another plan in my mind, I turned to ask the crowd who was carrying a flare gun or something. We should now find an open area and shoot the incinerant into the air, so that the coverage will be for miles, and if she sees it, she will be sure to do all sorts of things. It was a good idea, but unfortunately it couldn't be implemented, because the Liliths were so poor that they couldn't think of anything, so I had to look at the headlamp in my hand.