Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

"For thousands of years, or in other words, since the emergence of the human species, the most discussed topic is also an eternal topic, and that is life and death. The living are like a rainbow flowing through the air, the dead are like cold autumn leaves, and when people die, where do they go? Why didn't they come back after they left? What did they experience after that?"

A scholar in a gray suit took the host's words, thought for a moment and then spoke eloquently. He said:"This is a philosophical question, and philosophy is mostly far-fetched, just to verify one's own point of view, so It would be more reasonable for us to look at it from a scientific perspective. Strictly speaking, those people never really died, but rather collapsed, resulting in the deconstruction of the original material and forming another structure suitable for their survival. These were actually described in early religions."

"Well, it looks very interesting. Do you think this is the fall of the world that is often mentioned in the Far East? Will you go to a certain space first, and then various doors or light spots will appear? When people choose one of them, they are divided into categories and return to the human world. Do they start from scratch?"

"That's a metaphor, not an end point. Everyone who experiences a near-death experience experiences a completely different experience. Some people will stand in a flowing river, some will be trapped in a huge canyon, and some people will simply appear on a train. But in fact, they have not really gone to the pure land after death, they just stay on the surface. This space is called the Line of Life and Death"

"Since everyone has a way back after death, why do our themes, souls and ghosts, stay and play in the world? How did this come about? If there are many such things, why can't we see them on weekdays, and why would we be scared to death if we saw them?"

"That's because the materials are different and the spaces they are in are also different. The field of vision of bacteria is just a straight line, and they cannot see anything else; the vision of caterpillars only has front, back, left, and right, and cannot distinguish up and down; our field of vision is defined as three dimensions, and more advanced organisms live in five dimensions. You will What about the fourth dimension? The fourth dimension is a concept and cannot actually be reached. The world seen by various life forms is completely different. Some are spheres and various shapes that we observe, while the same things are linear or even drop-shaped in the eyes of higher organisms. So ordinary people can't see it in reality. Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

"So, since souls and ghosts have been verified to exist, what level of life do you think they belong to?"

"This is a complex and difficult to summarize issue. If you studied this half a century ago, you would often be criticized as heresy, so you need to use examples to explain it. In fact, human beings are a particularly embarrassing life form, which is one level lower than all initial stages of life. The soul is said to be the most pristine initial stage, just like the original configuration of a computer just after it leaves the factory. Therefore, the soul can span length, breadth, and different time and space, and initially has the vision of a five-dimensional creature. As for ghosts or demons, they look scary on the surface, but they are very pitiful things. They are far from being even a form, but the product of incomplete transition or failed transformation after the deconstruction of matter. There is something called a sheep, and that's it."

Many years later, a program suddenly appeared on a large television network called Grafting the Divide. And it was firmly chosen to be broadcast in the prime time slot, with one episode per week. The most puzzling thing is that it rejected all sponsors and was a two-hour program. There are no commercials in the program. When it first aired, there were very few clicks because the subject matter was a cliché. But as time went by, people gradually discovered many strange phenomena in this program, and the number of people watching increased. Gradually it became a phenomenon-level variety show.

Due to the popularity of Grafting Divide, a series of up-and-coming shows appeared, such as The Dark Side of Time, The Thread on the Other Side, Meeting in Another World, etc. The reason why people still can’t figure out is the reason behind the show. Who is the sponsor? At this moment, I am sitting on the sofa, drinking wine and gnawing pork knuckles while watching those serious responses. I feel extremely funny. That’s because the purchasers of these programs are all from the dark world. Unlike well-known families around the world, they don't care about money, but hope to popularize common sense and raise people's awareness, so that when unexpected events suddenly come, people can have a psychological warm-up.

Then you can't help but ask, so Who is making the picture? This is because the pace of war is already close at hand. When will it break out? In what form will it start? How many lives will it sweep away, and how many families will be annihilated? No one knows.

As a flying bird of prey, after years of research, I slowly learned how to drift in the space-time line, or jump on the stars. Compared with the many battles I have experienced, Kondia on the night of September 10, 1998 The Battle of Shixia was insignificant, but it was the beginning of all the cruel dreams that I experienced personally, and I will never forget it in my life. It started from a simple point, extended and expanded, and involved the joys and sorrows of countless people, and the faith. The collapse, as well as all kinds of regrets, were entangled here and gradually erupted.

Thunders rolled in the sky in the distance, and lightning flashes illuminated the blue-green dome of the Cathedral of Évora. A heavy rain was imminent. I walked to the window and looked at In the silent night, my thoughts followed the roar under the shadow and returned to the distant past.

Broken crates continued to explode in the corridor fifty meters away, damaging the paint stacked beside them. The barrels stained the four walls. The wizened widow did not wait for the sheep to attack, and took the lead in attacking. She hit the flying sickle along the way, knocking over the unstable plank handrails, and when the two demonic bodies collided with each other, At one point, the walking board could no longer bear the weight and tilted towards one end. The waitress grabbed Ligeia's head, did a cartwheel in the air, used her strength to push her down, and jumped onto the heavy copper chandelier. At the same time, she jumped onto the heavy copper chandelier. At the same time, Krys waved to me and started running wildly along the corridor on the left, trying to make a diagonal cut and once again using St. Elmo's fire to burn the sheep thoroughly. But I was unwilling to let others down, and headed towards The right side started to make a circuitous route, and fog bombs were fired along the way, all of which hit the soles of the old demon's feet. The yellow mist from the wolf bites not only seriously interfered with the vision, but also caused an unpleasant smell. Seeing that he was dizzy, I immediately put on salt. The bullet hit Ligeia's forehead firmly and accurately. The old demon's head instantly swelled more than ten times and exploded like a balloon!

The already stretched old demon was pushed away by the air wave spread by this rough salt. When he got out, he broke through the railing like a gourd and rolled to the fourth floor. Krys happened to run to the stairs, and he got to the water first, so he jumped on the handrail and slid down along with the momentum. I poked my head around and saw that she was wrestling with the sheep. Her vaginal claws penetrated deeply into the headless cavity, as if she was trying to dig something out! Not long after, she violently twitched her hand, performed some beautiful somersaults and jumped out of the circle, then hid sideways in a broken door.

There was only a burst of electric noise, and the old demon's gray-brown body became transparent. An arc of light the size of a fan broke away from the broken skin and rotten flesh, burning a big hole in his abdominal cavity and rushed out. As soon as he fell to the ground, he was like a rubber ball. Rolling around on the floor. There was a loud shout above our heads, and Krys and I quickly retreated towards the two wings. We saw an extremely heavy chest of drawers being pushed down from the air, and the sheep was crushed underneath. A bloody man stretched out from the fifth floor. Face, he immediately kicked off two desks and smashed them into the ruins.

Asphalt-like slime oozed out from under the fragments of furniture. Krys looked out from his hiding place and was shocked. He whistled at us. By the time we got down to the fourth floor, she had cleared away part of the collapsed board. What was underneath was a large puddle of burnt material, coiled with snake-like intestines. Broken bones and dry skin could still be seen vaguely. It was obvious that already dead

"If you smash it in one go, the color will be lost! Krys looked sad and jumped towards the widow:"Then everything you have done before will be in vain. Why are you so anxious to kill it?" What should we do now?"

"I didn't know it was so fragile." The waitress was also at a loss. She thought hard for a while and defended herself:"Also, you never explained how to extract the velvet cloud. This is not clear. It can't all depend on me."

Seeing them arguing fiercely, I stood aside silently. Although I was also very skeptical, what I was thinking about was another matter. The current situation is the same as the Zangpin room in the ancient Yin Mansion of Lvku. The skeleton is too similar, and the opponent's strength is overestimated. In fact, it is not as powerful as imagined. Sister Flavius ​​also knows this, so it adopts a very cautious approach, that is, completely disappearing its whereabouts and waiting Use the most favorable opportunity to swing your whip and give us a fatal blow.

Although this broken building struck by lightning is small, the wind is strong, and the pool is shallow and fishy, ​​it feels very similar to it. The widow is a melee elite, with good attack and defense and Krys is fierce and can be said to be on a par with Yiyang; but Krys is slightly inferior. Her positioning is based on the large-scale Holy Fire Wheel rolling, and she gives the opponent endless harassment. She can be said to be a qualified midfielder. Player Cheng; the rest of me is weaker than Krys in actual combat, but I am very cunning. Although I don’t have her vacuum blood blast self-defense, I don’t participate in front-line melee combat, and I can rely on long-range guns to make up for the shortcomings. In this way, the training of the three is smooth. , cooperate with each other tacitly, no matter how you look at it, the sheep is at an absolute disadvantage. So, what kind of courage does it have to take risks alone? Instead, it exposes its weaknesses to resist our strength?

Ligeia is not as cruel as a bone-crushing skeleton who needs to protect the gold box. If it didn't attack, it could just wait for the opportunity to make a sudden attack. If it hadn't been damaged in the brain, it must have evil intentions. It was definitely not that reckless and reckless, otherwise I would have heard the sound of glass shattering when the square mirror was broken. Everything was wrong. It pointed out that it had used a trick to replace itself with something else, and then ran away.

The widow argued with Krys for a few words, and finally felt that she was the one who was impulsive, so she started to help her clean up together, and when she carried away a few pieces A crushed skull emerged from the bottom of the slightly larger plate, mixed in the center of the intestines. When I saw this thing, I felt extremely bad, and I shouted loudly and reached out to drag Krys. Luna opened her eyes. The confused blood hole roared and asked me what was going on?

I was just about to explain, when a three-foot-long volcanic obsidian blade suddenly stabbed out from the thick paste. The widow especially couldn't avoid it, and she was killed by it. The corridor was cut into two pieces, and with a long roar, it smashed into the ground floor, breaking all the horizontal corridor fences, and finally fell to the middle of the elevator corridor. A big hole was made in the rotten floor, and it disappeared from sight. Outside!

"I always felt something was wrong, the encirclement and suppression seemed to be going too smoothly!"I twisted Krys's wrist and ran quickly, saying.

In this way, the scapegoat thrown by the sheep is the body it swallowed in the vortex. After it eats that thing, it becomes a prisoner. Every time When encountering a decisive blow, he will be spit out and resist for a while, while he hides himself under the filth, waiting for an opportunity to jump out from somewhere, and then seals his throat with a sword

"For me, it's too far! I can't remember all those details!"Krys heard me mention the Zangpin room in Lycu's ancient yin house, and shouted angrily:"Don't make me guess riddles again! Just get to the point? After the widow with the lantern falls, we will be the only ones left!"

"What I want to say is that this sheep is cunning and cunning. It knows itself and the enemy in the battle situation, so it is always making plans to prune or divide us. I can't remember how many of them were swallowed by it, maybe one or several. But Ligeia will definitely continue to use them to block bullets for herself. So at the very least, this guy will carry out another insidious attack and kill one of you and me. Only then can the power be equal!"I held Krys's hand and ran around the aisles in an orderly manner, letting the thing follow behind me. This was a necessary tactical adjustment, to retreat in order to advance. As we ran like this, we soon went around again. returnBuilding, we came to Ingram's broken house. At this time, I let go of her and shouted:"So, we can't let it lead us by the nose, but we must let it follow our lead, so that we can completely crush its plot!" Now, you and I start to branch off in two directions, making it impossible to pursue!"

Krys hurriedly said hello, turned around and rushed towards the sheep. This operation caught me on the spot. Did she misunderstand the meaning? It was too late to hold her back, and in the blink of an eye she rushed up the walkway like a whirlwind. I had no choice but to stand where I was, raising my hand and aiming the gun at the sheep's head, but this silly girl happened to be in the same line with me, and my line of sight was completely blocked by her shoulder. Seeing that she was about to collide with the old demon, I didn't hesitate anymore and fired three bullets quickly. The gun hit the old demon's forehead. For a moment, salt spray rose into the sky and engulfed the two figures. There was only a roar, and something heavy jumped out of the air and turned towards the fourth floor. That was Krys. She glanced at me angrily, flipped twice in the air, and jumped back to the place where the boards were shattered.

"Ouch! Did you hear what I said?"I yelled at the bottom, but when I didn't see any response, I poked my head in again. She didn't know what she was busy with, so she rushed to the corner again and ran into the corner behind the board.

"Take care of yourself, I don't need your protection!"She responded in a scribble, and continued to squat there, pulling at the dead wood, and then raised her head to look for my position. It didn't matter, Krys's eyebrows immediately knitted together, and she couldn't help but exclaimed:"You are standing there stupidly. what? Don't you understand me? It's you who should be worried! Behind you, the door!"

I nodded to her and simply closed my eyes. Ever since I was dragged into the nightmare by her, I haven't stopped worrying for a moment. It's time to let this silly girl experience it. Krys did this premeditatedly, otherwise the whole set of actions would not be possible. It was completed so coherently, and after she jumped back to the fourth floor, the sheep did not go to catch her, but rushed towards me steadily. If it is explained that moving targets are difficult to catch, fixed targets are easy to deal with, and it is also common sense. But , but I don’t think so, but I am keenly aware that this is another big gamble!

For the sheep, I am always a trouble. No matter how many methods it has yet to reveal, it is extremely difficult to threaten me from a distance. Therefore. If it wants to capture everyone, getting rid of me is the first priority. The reason why it chooses to stay in this position is also part of my strategy, because there is a suspicious goal behind it. It wants to pin down the opponent to death. To die, you must combine virtuality and reality. This trick has been performed on the third floor of the small mansion on Wulongya Island. Thinking of this, I turned around suddenly and threw the pepper pickles!

Accompanied by the long sound, the fragile glass wall Crash into pieces, the compressed gas exploded, I was bombarded by this huge impact force, and hit the sheep like a cannonball. Seeing this, the old demon happily let out a series of strange screams like stepping on a mouse, and sure enough, he stretched out his vaginal claws and started to fish for people.. I had already rounded my arms and threw a fog bomb at its face. When the smoke started to thicken and the bodies intertwined, I hugged its waist and kicked my legs on its knees. The fancy big backpack threw it out and smashed it into the rising mushroom cloud!

Looking around, it was as expected. Under the dazzling white light, besides the old demon, there was another black shadow dancing wildly. It's the shadow it puts in the dark. The two demons are entangled together. This is called cocooning oneself and causing one's own humiliation.

"Just now I thought you were going to be finished! Krys, who looked pale, waved at me from below and said,"You come down first!""

I grabbed the dangling wire and jumped down steadily. I saw her busy putting on her shoes. I realized that the adventure she took just now was to retrieve the lost thing. I have always been curious about this thing. I remember the first time When he broke into Condia at night, Krys found his left foot, but when his soul was sent away in Elegy, he was wearing the right shoe. After all, what are these exquisitely crafted high heels?

"An essential tribute! No time to elaborate now, they are coming! I'll take care of the vagina, and leave the crazy woman to you. Keep it moving so that it never rests."Krys pushed me as hard as he could, indicating that we parted ways again.