"It's you..." Shen Shi subconsciously glanced at the old rickshaw driver from the corner of his eye, but saw that there was nothing else around, let alone the one he had been waiting for.
The thin old man turned his neck and made a strange soft sound like a stiff joint for many years. Then he hoarsely said, "come with me, master Shen."
Shen Shi's pupil contracted slightly, stared at him, remained silent for a moment, and said: "where are you going?" After a pause, he could not help asking again, "where is he, uncle?"
"Uncle?" The old coachman frowned, then reacted, gave a strange smile, looked at Shen Shi with a funny look, and said, "you mean the butcher? Hehe, it seems that you have a good relationship with him. You will know when you get there."
Shen Shi was silent. The old coachman stopped talking to him and turned to walk. Shen Shi hesitated for a moment. Finally, he slowly walked out of the door and followed the thin old man.
There were only two entrances to this house, which was not big. Shen Shi and the old man quickly left the yard and went to the place where they had entered before. The carriage and the thin horse, which had been sitting for ten days before, were still parked in the yard, but the old coachman did not know when he had unloaded the carriage from the horse's back and parked it on the side of the yard.
Hearing the footsteps, the thin horse turned to look over and saw the figure of the old coachman, showing some intimacy. He came forward and rubbed his arm with his head. At the same time, he kept chewing something in his mouth, as if eating food.
The old coachman smiled and gently patted the thin horse on the head with his hand. Then he turned back to Shen Shi and said, "master Shen, go to the room over there and wait a moment. I have something to show you."
Shen Shi looked along his eyes and saw that it was a room on the west side of the courtyard, but it was different from other bright houses. The doors and windows of this room were tightly closed. Shen Shi's heart jumped for no reason and said, "what do you want to show me?"
The old man didn't say anything more, just gave him a deep look.
Shen Shi's whole body was suddenly cold, like a basin of cold water pouring down from his head. He had the illusion of shivering, and subconsciously took a step backwards. In his 12 years of life, he has never been stared at with such a look. It is cold and cold with indifference and ferocity. It seems that what he sees is not a human being. However, what is even more strange is that Shen Shi, in addition to being shocked and afraid, clearly and faintly feels that this kind of look has a somewhat familiar feeling. It seems that he has seen this kind of look at some time and somewhere in the past.
A moment later, the thin horse that had been standing beside the old man seemed to notice something, and turned to Shen Shi. When Shen Shi's eyes fell on the thin horse's head, he felt a thump in his heart, but he clearly saw that the thin horse's eyes were very different from ordinary horses, showing a strange blood red color, and looked like a fierce beast.
The eerie and gloomy scene in front of Shen Shi weighed down on his heart like a mountain, almost making him feel unable to breathe. He turned around involuntarily and walked slowly toward the closed door.
Behind him, the thin old coachman's eyes slowly narrowed, and a cruel and cold ferocious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. At the same time, his right hand reached below the waist skirt, and a flash of light suddenly flashed through, revealing a half blade with a strange shape, bent like the waning moon and shaped like a sickle. It seemed extremely sharp.
The thin horse standing beside him seemed to be suddenly excited, snorted, and jumped in place.
Shen Shi heard some movements behind him. Although he had only taken a few short steps, the inexplicable pressure and almost spurting fear had made him sweat all over. At that moment, he sincerely hoped that the door was far away and he would never walk there. However, the yard was only so large and the road was only so short.
A moment later, he was standing in front of the closed door.
He stopped and slowly raised his hand to open the door. However, when he reached into the air, he suddenly froze, because at that moment, standing just a short distance in front of the door, he suddenly smelled a faint strange smell.
He is no stranger to the smell.
In recent years, he can often touch and smell this smell in the yard of a secluded alley in Xilu City, Yinzhou.
That's blood!
It's faint and bloody.
It was at this moment that he suddenly thought about why he felt that the old man's strange eyes looked at him with a somewhat familiar feeling. It was because he had indeed seen it. In the past few years, when the butcher slaughtered those fat pigs and livestock in the courtyard of Xilu City, he also looked at it the same way
His hand was slowly put down, and his heart seemed to fall into the bottomless abyss and sink all the time.
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The atmosphere in this small yard seemed to freeze at this moment. It was cold and suffocating. Only the thin horse seemed more excited. His eyes were red with blood. He stared at Shen Shi's back. His hooves kept scratching on the ground. It seemed that he could not help rushing over at any time. There was no place where he was honest and obedient, just like those fierce monsters in the wild and deep mountains.
The old coachman beside him also looked more ferocious. His right hand slowly pulled out, and his sharp and strange blade was almost exposed.
Just at this critical moment, a tall and burly figure suddenly appeared behind the old man, as if to block the light in the sky and cover the old driver with a shadow.
A stable and powerful hand grasped the old coachman's right hand and was as firm as a rock.
The old coachman's face sank slightly and his eyes narrowed.
A force came from the big hand and pushed the blade back slowly under the old man's coat. The old man's mouth moved slightly and his eyes flashed a sharp look. But it seemed that he thought of something. After taking a deep breath, he didn't fight.
The tall figure walked slowly to him, and it was the butcher who had been there for a long time.
The old rickshaw driver slowly looked up at the butcher, with a little resentment in his eyes, but the butcher looked at him coldly without fear, without any intention of avoiding.
Beside the old coachman, the thin horse, who obviously felt the hostility, had already turned his attention away from Shen Shi. At the moment, he growled in a low voice and stared at the butcher with some ferocity.
The butcher suddenly slapped him.
The big hand brought up a sharp roar in the air, like lightning. Before the thin horse could react, it had hit the horse's head hard. Only heard a "crack". The whole body of the thin horse was hit into the air and flew straight out. With a bleak wail, it flew across half the yard and hit a white wall with a "bang", and then fell down.
"Gee, gee, gee..." a few strange and vague wails came from the thin horses under the corner. The old coachman's face changed greatly and he took a step.
The butcher looked at him coldly and said nothing.
The old coachman stared at him for a long time, then suddenly sneered and said in a hoarse voice, "you are cruel."
After that, he turned around and went to the corner to look after the thin horse.
The atmosphere in the yard gradually relaxed as the old rickshaw driver turned away. When the butcher turned around, he saw Shen Shi, who also turned around and looked like a young man, with a pale face.
The butcher walked slowly over and stood in front of Shen Shi.
Shen Shi opened his mouth, but found that his throat was very dry. After a while, he only whispered: "Uncle..."
The butcher nodded and stared at the young man in front of him. After a moment's silence, he said: "that matter..."
Shen Shi looked up angrily, his heart seemed to be lifted up at once, and he stared at the butcher without blinking.
The butcher looked at Shen Shi's expectant eyes, paused, nodded and whispered:
"That's done."
Shen Shi stayed for a moment, then suddenly his body softened and he almost fell. Fortunately, the butcher was quick sighted and handy, and he grabbed him. At the tentacle, the butcher could not help frowning. He found that Shen Shi's palm was actually sweat, and his fingers and palms were cold.
However, after hearing the news, Shen Shi felt as if he had finally put down the heavy burden. The whole person was completely relaxed in a state of collapse. After taking a breath, a smile that had not been seen for a long time finally appeared on his face.
Maybe it was influenced by his smile. The butcher's solemn face also brightened a little, nodded and said: "OK, everything 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 the house, the old coachman, his carriage and thin horse did not follow him. At the moment Shen Shi stepped out of the gate, he also subconsciously looked back. What he could see was a room with closed doors and windows.
In the bright sunshine, the room seems to coldly refuse all the light, hiding the darkness and standing alone.
The faint bloody smell is already faintly inaudible here, but for Shen Shi, the smell not long ago seems to have been stained on him. After a long time, it seems that he can still smell the blood on his nose.
If the butcher doesn't come back in time
If he really pushed the door open
What will be waiting for him?
Shen Shi took a deep breath, shook his head violently, shook off all the thoughts in his mind, then turned around and followed the butcher, strode away and left the house.
Walking back to the street, the voice of people gradually became louder, giving Shen Shi the feeling that he was back in the world. 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 moment and said, "let's go to Haizhou in the south, to the shore of the sea. As agreed before, I'll take you to Jinhong mountain and worship Lingxiao sect."
Jinhong mountain, Lingxiao sect!
Shen Shi clenched his fist. The hourglass felt firm and steady in his palm. He looked up, smiled and said:
"Good!"
This day is March 15, which is the beautiful season of spring.
In the Tonghe city of Lanzhou, young Shen Shi is about to start his long journey.
The road is ahead, boundless and boundless, but looking at it at this moment, it seems that every step of the scenery will be very beautiful and beautiful.
Who knows what the future will be like?