Killing God

"It's you..." From the corner of Chen Shi's eyes, he subconsciously glanced behind the old coachman, only to see that the surrounding area was empty, and there was no other person, not to mention the person he had been waiting for.

The skinny old man turned his neck, making a strange soft noise like a joint that had been stiff for many years, and then said hoarsely, "Follow me, Master Shen."

Shen Shi's pupils shrunk slightly, staring at him for a moment in silence, and said: "Where are we going?" After a pause, he couldn't help asking again, "Where is he, uncle?"

"Uncle?" The old coachman frowned, and then reacted with a weird smile. He looked at Shen Shi with a playful expression, and said, "You mean the butcher? Hehe, it seems you have a good relationship with him. Ah, you'll know when you get there."

Shen Shi was silent, the old coachman stopped talking with him, turned and walked, Shen Shi hesitated, and finally walked out of the room slowly and followed behind the thin old man.

There were only two entrances in this house, which was not too big. Shen Shi followed the old man and quickly left the inner courtyard to the place where he had entered before. The carriage and the thin horse that had been sitting for ten days before were still in the yard at this moment, but the old coachman had unloaded the carriage from the horse back and parked it on the side of the yard.

Hearing the footsteps, the thin horse turned his head and looked around, and saw the figure of the old coachman, showing a touch of intimacy. He rubbed his head against his arm while chewing on his mouth, as if Eating food.

The old coachman chuckled, patted the thin horse on the head gently with his hand, then turned to Shen Shi and said, "Master Shen, you go to the house over there and wait. I have something to show you."

Shen Shi followed his gaze and saw that it was a room on the west side of the yard, but it was not the same as the other bright houses. The doors and windows of this house were closed tightly. Shen Shi's heart jumped for no reason, and said, "What are you going to show me?"

The old man didn't say any more, just gave him a deep look.

Shen Shi was suddenly chilled by his sight, like a basin of cold water pouring from his head, there was an illusion of shuddering, and he took a step back subconsciously. In his twelve years of life, he has never been stared at with such a look. It is cold with indifference and cruelty, and it seems that he is not looking at a human being. However, what is even more weird is that while Shen Shi was shocked and afraid, he clearly and faintly felt that this look in his own eyes had a somewhat familiar feeling. It seemed that when and where he had seen this look in the past.

After a while, the thin horse who had been standing next to the old man seemed to have noticed something, turning his head to look at Shen Shi, and when Shen Shi's eyes fell on the thin horse's head, his heart shook again. But he clearly saw the eyes of the thin horse, which were completely different from ordinary horses, showing a weird blood-red color, looking like a fierce beast.

The weird and gloomy scene in front of him, like a mountain, weighed heavily on Shen Shi's heart, and almost made him feel unable to breathe. He turned around involuntarily and slowly stepped towards the closed room. The door goes.

Behind him, the skinny old coachman slowly narrowed his eyes, and showed a cruel and grim smile at the corner of his mouth. At the same time, his right hand stretched under the waist and jacket, a flash of light suddenly flashed, revealing a weird half-blade. Like a waning moon, it looks like a sickle and looks extremely sharp.

The thin horse standing next to him seemed to get excited suddenly, sprayed his nose, and beat a few times on the spot.

Shen Shi heard a little movement behind him. Although he had only walked these short steps, the inexplicable pressure and almost gushing fear had caused him to sweat all over his body. For a moment, he really hoped that the door of the room was far in the sky, and he would never walk there, but the yard was only that big and the road was only that short.

After a while, he was already standing in front of the closed door.

He stopped, and slowly raised his hand to open the door of the room, but when his hand reached mid-air, he suddenly froze, because at this moment, standing in front of the door is only a few steps away. Suddenly smelled a faint strange breath.

He is no stranger to this smell.

In the past few years, in the courtyard of a secluded alley in Xilu City, Yinzhou, he often touched and smelled this kind of breath.

That is bloody!

Faint, bloody.

It was at this moment that he suddenly thought of why he felt that the old man’s weird gaze looked a little familiar when he looked at him. It was because he had indeed seen it before, in Xilu. In the small courtyard of the city, when the butcher slaughtered the fat pigs and livestock with a knife, he looked the same...

His hand slowly dropped, and a heart seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss, sinking all the time.

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The atmosphere in this small courtyard at this moment seemed to freeze and solidify. It was cold and suffocating. Only the thin horse looked more and more excited. His eyes were blood-red, and he stared at him. After Shen Shi's back, the horseshoe was shoveling on the ground, looking as if he could not help rushing over at any time. There was a half-hearted and obedient appearance, just like those ferocious monsters in the wilderness and deep mountains.

As for the old coachman beside it, his face became more hideous, his right hand was slowly pulled out, and the sharp and weird blade was about to be exposed all over his body.

It was just at this critical moment that a tall and burly figure suddenly appeared behind the old man, as if blocking the light from the sky, and covering the old coachman with shadows.

A large, stable and powerful hand grabbed the old coachman's right hand, as firm as a rock.

The old coachman's face was dark, his eyes narrowed.

A force came from the big hand, and slowly pushed the blade back under the old man's placket. The corner of the old man's mouth twitched slightly, and a sharp look passed through his eyes, but he seemed to have thought of something and took a deep breath. After breathing, he did not resist after all.

The tall figure walked slowly in front of him, and it was the butcher who had been there for a long time.

The old coachman slowly raised his head and stared at the butcher, with a bit of resentment in his eyes, but the butcher was not afraid, and looked at him coldly, without any intention of avoiding it.

And beside the old coachman, the thin horse that had clearly felt the hostility had already turned his attention away from Shen Shi, and at the moment he roared lowly, glaring at the butcher with a bit of ferocity.

The butcher suddenly fell over with a slap.

The big hand brought a sharp scream in mid-air, like lightning. Before the thin horse could react, it hit the horse's head hard, and only heard a "pop", the whole body of the thin horse was actually beaten. It had to rise into the air and flew straight out, with a stern wailing, it flew over half of the yard, hit a white wall with a "bang", and then fell off again.

"Hey hey uh, hey..." A few weird and vague wailing sounds came from the thin horse's mouth in the corner of the wall. The old coachman's face changed drastically and he took a step.

The butcher looked at him coldly, without saying a word.

The old coachman stared at him for a long time, sneered suddenly, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are cruel."

After all, he turned around like this, went to the corner of the wall, and took care of the thin horse.

The atmosphere in the yard gradually relaxed because of the old coachman's turning and leaving. When the butcher turned around, he saw Shen Shi who looked like he turned, and the pale face of the young man.

The butcher slowly walked over and stood in front of Shen Shi.

Shen Shi opened his mouth, only to find that his throat was very dry. After a while, he only whispered: "Uncle..."

The butcher nodded and stared at the young man before him. After a moment of silence, he said, "That incident..."

Shen Shi suddenly raised his head, as if being lifted up all at once, staring at the butcher without blinking.

The butcher looked at Shen Shi's expectant eyes, and after a pause, he nodded and said softly:

"That thing is done."

Shen Shi stayed for a while, suddenly his body softened, and he almost staggered and almost fell. Fortunately, the butcher's sharp eyes and hands grabbed him. At the tentacle, the butcher couldn't help frowning, and realized that there was sweat on Shen Shi's palm, and at the same time, the palm of his fingers was cold.

But even so, after hearing the news, Shen Shi seemed to finally let go of his heavy burden in his heart. The whole person was completely relaxed in a state of prostration. After a long breath, it was a long absence. A trace of smile finally appeared on his face.

Perhaps affected by his smile, the butcher's solemn face also cleared a little, nodded, and said: "Okay, the matter is over, now let's go."

Shen Shi nodded heavily.

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When the butcher took Shen Shi out of the gate of this house, unlike when he came, the old coachman, his carriage and thin horse did not follow. At the moment when Shen Shi stepped out of the door, he also subconsciously glanced back, but as far as his eyes were, he looked far away at the room with closed doors and windows.

In the bright sunshine, the room seemed to indifferently reject all the light, and stood alone with the darkness hidden in it.

The faint **** aura is already inaudible here, but to Chen Shi, the aura from not long ago seems to have been on his body for a long time, and it seems that the **** aura can still be smelled at the end of his nose.

If the butcher does not come back in time...

If, he really opened the door...

What is waiting for him?

Shen Shi took a deep breath and shook his head abruptly to shake off the thoughts in his mind. Then he turned and followed the butcher, strode away, and left the house.

Walking back to the street again, the voices of people gradually became louder, giving Shen Shi the feeling of returning to the world again. Everything seemed to be different from before, and everything seemed so beautiful.

"Uncle, where are we going now?" he asked the butcher.

The butcher thought for a while, and said: "We will go to Haizhou in the South, to the shore of the Canghai, and according to the previous agreement, we will send you to Jinhong Mountain and worship High Heaven Sect."

Jinhong Mountain, Lingxiaozong!

Shen Shi clenched his fists, and the hourglass felt solid and calm in his palm, raising his head, he smiled, and said:

"Okay!"

This day is March 15th, which is a time of beautiful spring.

In Tonghe City of Lanzhou, the young Shen Shi is about to start his long journey.

The road is ahead, vast and endless, but looking at it now, the scenery at every step seems to be strangely beautiful and beautiful.

Who knows what the future will be like?