Path of the Dead Prequel: Wings of Silver

The cave in front of the rock is very unusual. It is surrounded by a complete axe-shaped strange reef, and there are no cracks. It cannot be a natural formation. It gives the impression that a hole has been carved out of a flat stone and extended all the way in. Moreover, its appearance is also very different. It is covered with layers of dried mottled fungi, climbing like tree roots to the strange tree. If you look at it from a high altitude, it looks like a particularly complex nerve network. In short, both of them are completely dead, and it is difficult to see what they looked like at first.

And on these desktop-sized Ganoderma lucidum, a kind of faint blue berry gradually grows, which looks very bright. When did it appear? There is no answer. It should have emerged from the cracks in the rocks within the few dozen seconds when I looked back at the conversation with Sister Di.

These unexpected things immediately stunned us on the spot, and we didn't know what to do next. Should we pick the jewelry from the tree or continue exploring along the cave wall? Suddenly, a familiar drum beat came from the dark depths. I quickly looked forward and took a look, but I saw nothing unusual. The cave was as empty as before. Gusts of cold wind blew across his face, as if the other end of the cave was connected to the bottom of a windy valley, and the dull drum beat could not help but come.

Sister Di listened to me talking about the drum beats and couldn't help but come forward and listen together. Over time, she said that it could be a heartbeat or a dull thunder. It seemed that there was some kind of huge creature in the cave that was beyond imagination. I couldn't help but panic. speechless

"Besson, did you touch these fruits just now?"Sister Di stood in front of the cave and looked around, listening to the drumbeats coming from the depths, shivering because her clothes were soaked. At this moment, the acuity of the broadcasting profession made her notice something strange again.

"How could I touch something that looks suspicious?"Following the guidance, I saw a bunch of new-born berries on the vague Ganoderma lucidum. Several berries were missing for no reason. There were even torn peels on the branches, which were obviously just picked by someone.

"Since it's not you, why is there blue juice flowing on your chest? Sister Di was looking at me with a suspicious look and asked:"Could it be that you were possessed by ghosts and ate it unknowingly?" What does it taste like?"

My chest was indeed as she described, covered with fruit stains from devouring berries, and I didn't get close to the cave before they emerged. Thinking about this, I returned to the strange tree and grabbed the berries on the ground. The T-shirt was also covered with traces, and it happened again that the memory was forgotten. At least it was deleted for a few minutes, so that I didn’t even know what had happened.

And looking at her again, Sister Di’s white and tender neck and There are also fruit stains on the undulating breasts. She has also done the same thing of eating berries. I looked at her and licked my lips, and said to myself in unison:"Could it be a sweet peach?" Does it taste?"

This cliff waterfall is so terrifying. It can delete people's memories at any time. Even if it happened just a few minutes ago, they will completely forget it. Of course, there is another possibility, that is, we were here. I have studied the caves and come to some conclusions, unintentionally exposing some kind of enchantment, gradually exposing the hidden traces, and it would probably be these two results. If I can't figure this out,

I dare not rush into the caves. , I had to lie down in front of the cave and began to search for the fossil veins coiled on the ground, trying to find traces of the previous experience. Sister Di’s slender and strong fingers were much more dexterous than me in digging out the stone surface like an old tree stump. Many, I soon made other discoveries on the east side of the strange tree. I heard her shouting, so I crawled over, and saw a torn rubber band dropped among the gravel. It was once given to her by the detective to tie. ponytail

"No, it's not a rubber band. I saw it just now. What I want you to see are these dug stone chips. What do you think they look like? She pointed to the deep pit at her feet and asked,"How did you feel when you were digging?" Is it not too strenuous and surprisingly crunchy?"

Usually, you don't need tools to dig hard rocks, and it's difficult to make progress even if you break your fingernails. But this mountain of rocks is like corrugated paper. You only need to grab the corners of the cracks and pull up a large piece. It seems very easy. She and I They are all human fingers and do not have the sharp claws of a pangolin. How do you do this? Following the guidance, I saw that there were also layers of structures stacked on top of each other under the stone surface. Then I turned back to look at the mushroom stone steps that came down. It suddenly dawned on me. This high mountain may not be a reef, but a pile of countless dead fungi! The whole thing is taking a turn for the worse, and Sister Di seems to be very adaptable to this turn of events. Not long after she looked up at the strange tree, she suddenly ordered me to squat down. I lifted her up and took a closer look. I just felt countless white ash falling on my head. Just when I was about to tell her to be careful, this woman had already jumped down to the ground nimbly, and then she held up a tree branch and invited me to take a look.

"Wait a minute, even if we are the hounds of the mountain patrol police, we can't stand this torment. Can you let me rest for a few minutes? Why is an old woman of your age so energetic? I panted and sat down on the ground, took the branch she brought, and as soon as I glanced at it, goosebumps broke out, and I yelled:"What the hell is this?" How come there are human nails?"

This branch has a hollow bone, blue and yellow veins and capillaries, and a withered yellow fingernail embedded at the top.

"When did you find out? Could this strange tree be a sacrifice? Or what are you subconsciously telling yourself?"

"Do you want to hear part of it, or all of it? All right. Seeing that I asked her to start from the beginning, Sister Di picked up a tree branch, held it in her hands and caressed it, and replied:"Originally, I planned to go to the east of the city with my team to make a report. While driving, before about seven o'clock, suddenly something happened. We got a call from our boss and asked us to change our route to the Fruit Core Hotel. Usually this kind of thing does not comply with the procedures. If the station is really interested, they will invite others as guests to do the program afterwards, instead of recklessly resorting to live broadcasting."

"It's like we invited you here. Isn't it news to exorcise ghosts?"I don't know what she wants to express, so she said

"You don’t understand that more people are concerned about what the weather will be like tomorrow, which shopping mall has a new promotional event, how the traffic is, and what happened in the city that day. Such things are closely related to life. The users are not all young people like you. They are more traditional and will question why the normal news broadcast room has changed its style? To put it more plainly, they have never been interested in the supernatural. My boss is a more rigorous person than I am. He should not act on a whim, but it was he who asked us to change course midway. News doesn't matter whether it's interesting or boring. Even if it's a car accident, seeing it is believing."She kept silent, held my shoulder, and said:"Halfway through the car, the night walker in the station sent me a message, saying that there was a séance ceremony in a hotel in the west of the city that was causing a lot of noise. Do you want to go take a look?"

"Did you receive the message before seven o'clock? This is impossible!"I counted the time. Xiaoma and his serious friends gathered at McDonald's at that time. They arrived at the Rhinoceros Restaurant around seven o'clock. They made a lot of noise all the way. It was almost half past seven when I rushed back to the hotel. At that time, Sister Di Their car was already parked in front of the park. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but ask:"Who informed Channel 9 in advance?"

"I don't know about this. My boss said at the time, don't worry about the bad things in the second-hand car market and drive to Caidi Home immediately. Big news will happen there. Therefore, the person who contacted him may not be Ye Xing, but another acquaintance. Sister Di started to move forward, pacing back and forth in front of me, and said,"It is precisely because Channel 9 has taken the lead that other TV stations have come one after another." At first I thought he was making a fuss, but after being invited by the detective, I realized that the news was indeed unusual."

These words Dixie said undoubtedly revealed a message, that is, after returning from the ancient yin house of Lycu, our every move has been closely monitored. There are a pair of invisible eyes hidden in the dark, but we are not there yet. exposed

"What cults love most is to sacrifice themselves. The blue female ghost flashed across the glass mirror. Although I was scared, I noticed that her arms were missing, so I thought of this tree. Don't you think the appearance is very abrupt? It looks like a twisted palm, and there are exactly five branches branching out. That’s why I wanted to be a witness."She straightened her clothes and started walking towards the cave, picking berries casually, and said:"There is an indescribable emotion that dominates me. Maybe the answer lies deep in the cave."

"Don't be reckless. Do you want to eat it? Why don't you tell me what kind of emotion that is?"I stood up, grabbed her wrist and dragged her back, snatched the fruit from my fingers, and shouted:"I think you are the one who has been possessed by ghosts."

"Since both of us have eaten it, and both are fine now, it shouldn't be poisonous, and it might even be a revelation. I think that might be the case. When the pursuer came here and saw that he was blocked outside the mountain, he cut off his wrist and performed some kind of ritual. The withered lichen mushrooms were revived, and finally a secret path was opened to continue the pursuit. Dixie waved her hand to shut me up and said,"You don't want to take risks for safety reasons, but I have my own questions that I want to understand, that is, what is this emotion and where does it come from." So it's up to me to try, and if something goes wrong, it will only hurt me. How can you know what will happen if you don’t try? I have a hunch that we are very close to the truth!"

I didn't reply. She had already swallowed the jujube. She couldn't help but say that the berries were refreshing and sweet, which made me want to pick them and eat them. As she walked and talked like this, her eyes suddenly brightened. God, staring at the depths of the cave, her vision became clear, and a dazzling light came out from the inside, illuminating every inch of the cave wall as bright as day.

I followed her into the cave. Along the way, Sister Di began to talk about her understanding of dreams. She said that the illusions were all kinds of strange, and she would feel all kinds of things, including fear, anxiety, and excitement, but she would not remember the taste, and no one would dream of eating a big meal. Even if It passed by in a flash and could not become a theme. So this could not be a dream, but a locked memory.

Life is short, you should enjoy yourself in the moment. I didn’t want to talk seriously about this nonsense, so I deliberately used it as a joke Talking about some light-hearted topics. For example, what are the criteria for recruiting new recruits at Channel 9? Can I be her follower like the girl with braces? She joked that it depends on academic qualifications, and mentioned female soldiers during the process. She said I have good taste and she suits me very well

"Stop talking nonsense, what kind of girlfriend is Little Cherry? She came to the hotel just to covet my elder brother. I curled my lips and said in embarrassment:"She felt lonely, and I felt lonely too, so we stayed together for one night when the mood struck, and that was it.""

I thought she would sneer at my special aesthetics, but Sister Di said she understood and asked me if I was interested in her too. Not only was I stunned, but I looked at this person carefully. In terms of appearance, she was not inferior to Sister Zhan Xing is even more amazing. When we hugged each other to keep warm in the past, I always lamented that Lin Rui was so lucky. He had all the women, but he didn’t have anything to do with a flower-picking thief like me. This guy There are wives from other time and space, and mothers with unknown origins, and all of them are stunningly beautiful women. They are really enviable to others, and they are worthy of being a golden dice.

"You like this type of women because you lacked parental care since childhood and have no sense of security in your heart. If you want to find a partner, you don't care about appearance. What you really want is to have someone to talk to, and that person should be able to tolerate you. Therefore, with this kind of sentiment, you should not only regard her as the person who takes care of your life, but also think of her as your mother invisibly."

While she was talking and laughing, the words in front of her suddenly stopped. Sister Di suddenly stopped and turned her back to me without moving. Could it be that she had a premonition of danger? Or saw something weird? I couldn't help but feel horrified and stood down in a hurry. , staring closely at Dixie's weird behavior, and prepared to drag her by the wristPrepare to escape.

There was a stalemate like this for a long time, and she still stood there, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably, staring blankly into the distance, not knowing what she was doing. I finally plucked up the courage, started to approach her, and asked softly what she was looking at.

"Everything was moved forward, and the location was mixed up. The words originally talked about in the big house should have happened here. No wonder I couldn't figure out where the emotions came from."Sister Di turned around and held my collar and said,"You once knocked me down in the cave."

"How can this be? Even if I were a pervert, I wouldn't be so horny. I hurriedly brushed it off, tried my best to break away from her hand, and shouted:"You have always been delirious and always have hallucinations. Can you just rely on conjecture to frame a good person?""

"Come and see for yourself."Sister Di pulled me forward, pointed at the soles of my feet, and said,"Right here, your malice broke out unscrupulously. You and I had an unusual quarrel, and then you became furious and suddenly attacked me. Throwing himself to the ground, the intensity was far more intense than during the conversation in the big room. I finally understood why I felt so deeply hurt inside."

I polished the lighter with suspicion and looked around the area. I saw that there were indeed signs of struggle among the dried bacteria. There were also rags of a blue silk shirt that had been torn off on the ground. And the most egregious thing was that there were rags embedded in the limestone. A few strands of blond hair were taken off and rubbed with the tips of her fingers. It was indeed mine. If the crime scene was reconstructed, it might have been leftover during the fight when she grabbed my hair and kept banging against the cave wall. Could it be that it was during the fight? Did you say that in my erased memory, I really behaved like a beast?

"Well, whatever happened, I apologize. Ordinarily I wouldn't be so vicious, but it's better to avoid you anyway."I stepped back some distance, leaned on the bacteria and fell to the ground. I hugged my knees and looked at her, and asked,"Do you want to talk?"

She waved her hand at me, looking totally different from before. She looked depressed, sighed, and replied slowly:"You never told me the name Besson, I blurted out that name. Yes, that's exactly what I still can't figure out"

"How could such a thing happen? Didn’t I declare my family status? The nickname Besson was given by my mother, and she is the only one who calls it that. Even my father doesn't know about it. During those years, he wandered around for a long time."I was shocked, couldn't believe my ears, and asked:"How is this possible? How did you predict it? If I hadn't mentioned it, who would it have been?"

"That's not you, but another person I named Besson, which of course is hard for you to understand. She calmed down a little, stared at me, and said:"The whole thing sounds a bit crazy, don't mind, it's actually like this.""

It turns out that Sister Di has a relative in her family who is her cousin by generation. Because he was born late, he is more than ten years younger, so he may be about the same age as me. This boy's name is Chuuk, and he especially likes movies. He was determined to become a French director like Luc Besson when he grew up, so Dixie always called him Besson in private. Unfortunately, his mother died not long after the boy was born, and he lived with his father. This old man has a bad temper. Whenever he feels wronged, Chuuk will come to her house to talk. The relationship between the two is already very close, and the age difference is large. Over time, Dixie seems to have become his old man. Mom, who takes great care of him in every possible way in life, and even takes him on trips during holidays

"Does this Chuuk look similar to me? I shrugged awkwardly and asked,"But just like this, how can it hurt you?""

"No, you two are nothing alike, not in appearance, speech, or anything else."She came to the edge and sat down, holding my hand

"So who is his biological mother? Why did you die? Are you nice to this kid?"I curled my lips and asked

"The memory was very faded. She passed away due to illness. At that time, the boy was still very young and had no memory. As for personality? She is rather old-fashioned, even disappointing. Even if you are alive, just be like ordinary people."