Killing God - Chapter 9

Chapter 9 10 Days
From dawn to dusk.

From sunrise to sunset.

The broad and gloomy sky, in the passage of time, the wind blew the clouds, light and shadows crisscrossed and changed, surging away Wuyu Wuqing; In the vast and vast land, countless humans were like tiny ants in the lofty sky, sunrise and sunset, demonstrating all sorts of joys and sorrows in the world.

Some people said that there were Immortal Buddha gods in the sky, while others said that all the stars in the sky were Immortal Thrones. However, no one had ever told the youth Shen Shi what kind of Dao he cultivated and what kind of immortal he wanted to become.

This day, it felt very long, very long.

Following behind the tall butcher, he left the house. He first went deep into the ground through a hidden secret passage. After walking for a while, he came out. He had already arrived at another completely unfamiliar corner of Xilu City. The butcher brought him into an ordinary carriage that was prepared to wait for them. He took out two sets of old clothes in the carriage and let Shen Shi change into the small one.

Then, with the sound of wheels and wheels, this inconspicuous carriage, under Shen Shi’s full of worries, left the city in the most ordinary and ordinary way and headed north.

Apart from the first secret passage, The entire process of escaping from Xilu City, Normally speechless, Even today, Shen Shi was still very worried about his father who was still in the city. However, facing such a mere carriage that seemed to be surrounded and strangled by Xuanyin Sect disciples that would appear at any moment, Shen Shi’s heart had always been in his throat. At the same time, he had deep doubts about the ability of this world-famous Divine Immortal Society to do things.

However, the supposedly murderous Xuanyin Sect pursuers still hadn’t appeared in the end. This extremely ordinary method surprisingly carried the two of them away safely. When the city that had lived for twelve years from childhood gradually became smaller and smaller, as night fell and the stars began to shine, the tall mountain range finally disappeared into the darkness. When he no longer saw it, Shen Shi slowly curled up in the bumpy carriage and hid himself in the shadows of the darkness.

He had never felt so clearly that he was completely cut off from the past.

In the shadows, he gritted his teeth and endured the anxiety and fear in his heart. He only felt that the future was like the night in the world at this moment. It was boundless, blank, and overwhelming, causing one’s entire body to be icy cold. The only thing that could bring him some warmth was the small hourglass in his tightly clenched hand. The hard jade penetrated through his skin, as if it carried the warmth of his father’s palm, as well as the aura of his mother, which was even farther away than he had imagined.

The butcher, who had been quietly sitting on the other side of the carriage, turned his head in the darkness and looked at the youth.

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The wheels rolled, walking slowly but non-stop. Even in the dead of night, this seemingly ordinary carriage had no intention of stopping.

As for Shen Shi, who was full of worries, it was only on the second day that he began to notice that besides him and the butcher, there was also a third person on the carriage, the driver of the carriage.

It was a skinny old man with wrinkles all over his face. At first glance, he seemed to be an old man who was suffocated by the pressure of a difficult life. He was lifeless and did not react much to anything except driving. He looked like he could collapse at any moment. However, it was this old coachman who drove this ordinary carriage, pulled Butcher and Shen Shi, and walked for three days and three nights without a moment’s rest.

Three days later, the old coachman didn’t seem to be any different from the first day. He still looked like he was in a sorry state. At this time, Shen Shi naturally understood that this seemingly ordinary old coachman was obviously not very human. Most likely, he was a powerful figure under the powerful Divine Immortal Society, However, Butcher didn’t seem to have any intention of introducing him. In the past three days, Butcher didn’t even say a word to the old man. Therefore, in this somewhat subtle atmosphere, Shen Shi also maintained his silence, suppressing the curiosity in his heart and ignoring the old coachman.

When they got off the carriage, Shen Shi’s gaze not only inadvertently swept past the old coachman, but also deliberately glanced at the thin horse that was hitched to the carriage … After walking for three days and three nights, this thin horse actually looked like its owner, standing there as if nothing had happened.

Shen Shi had a faint feeling that he had seen a tiny corner of another strange world hidden outside his line of sight of his past life.

After walking northward for three days, Shen Shi had already left Xilu City. At this moment, he was in a small city that was less than half the size of Xilu City. The ordinary carriage stopped in a secluded corner of the carriage. The butcher jumped out of the carriage and let Shen Shi stay in the carriage. Then, he strode away.

Shen Shi was a little uneasy, but he knew that he had no choice. He could only stay in the carriage quietly and gently put the hourglass in front of him.

Fine sand flowed silently, and an hour passed when the sand slid down from one end to the other through the narrow opening.

Shen Shi silently stared at the flowing sand. As time passed, his heartbeat began to slowly accelerate.

Fortunately, this concern ended when only about a quarter of the sand flowed past. The tall figure of the butcher returned to this place. He simply nodded to the old coachman and then returned to the carriage.

Gulu, gulu, the wheels began to roll again, moving forward again.

Inside the carriage, Shen Shi looked at Butcher. Butcher was also staring at him. A moment later, he said, “There’s no news. In other words, I don’t know if that matter has been completed or not.”

The muscles on Shen Shi’s cheeks twitched slightly and he slowly lowered his head. Then, he grabbed the small hourglass on the ground tightly in his palm.

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The same dull days were repeated again, and the sound of the wheels seemed to echo in his ears every day. The bumpy carriage was always quiet and stiff.

All the way north, all the way north.

He was getting farther and farther away from the city filled with his childhood memories, as well as the only relative in the world.

After another three days, they arrived at another small city in the north of Yin Province. This time, the carriage simply did not enter the city. Instead, it stopped somewhere outside the city. The butcher got out of the carriage and entered the city alone.

When Shen Shi quietly stayed in the carriage and watched the hourglass flow once, he heard the footsteps of the butcher returning.

The carriage started again, still heading north. Inside the carriage, Butcher frowned. Facing Shen Shi’s expectant gaze, he said stiffly, “No news.”

Shen Shi sat silently without saying a word.

The wheels rolled and they walked for another two days. After eight days of travel, they were already close to the northern border of the Yin Province. It seemed that they were already close to the border of the southwestern part of the Primordial Chaos Realm.

The carriage stopped outside a desolate town not far from the Yin Province border. The butcher left for the third time and entered the town. As usual, Shen Shi quietly stayed in the carriage and waited. Occasionally, he would look at the hourglass placed on the ground and the sand flowing in it. The old coachman would take advantage of this opportunity to jump out of the carriage and move his body. Then, he would bring some water and food for the thin horse to eat.

It was just that the ingredients contained in some worn-out leather bag didn’t look like the fodder an ordinary horse ate at all, but rather looked like meat with some strands of blood on it.

This time, the butcher came back a little faster than last time. He had only flown half way through the hourglass. It was about half an hour before he returned from that desolate town.

However, his expression was somewhat unsightly, and he seemed to have a trace of irritation. After seeing Shen Shi, he wasn’t even willing to say more. He just shook his head with a calm expression.

The skinny old coachman seemed to be unaware of the somewhat dull and strange atmosphere in the carriage behind him. In his old eyes, it seemed that only the skinny horse was there. After patting the skinny horse’s back affectionately and feeding the last piece of food that looked like a piece of meat, he got in the car again, and the wheels rolled as he continued forward.

On the ninth day, they crossed the boundary of the Yin Continent and entered the Misty Continent, which was adjacent to the Yin Continent.

On the tenth day, the carriage arrived at the southernmost city of Lan Zhou-River-Opening City.

This time, the carriage did not hide outside the city. Instead, it directly entered River Opening City. Perhaps it was because it had left the Yin Province. Even though the Xuan Yin Sect’s influence was not small, it was still very difficult for them to touch the soil of another province. Therefore, Butcher and the others had also let go of their actions.

The old coachman had apparently been to this city before. He looked very familiar with the roads in the city. He drove his carriage through the streets and alleys. After seven turns and eight turns, he brought Shen Shi and Butcher to a secluded house.

The courtyard that they entered was square. It didn’t look big, but it was still clean and tidy. The butcher brought Shen Shi out of the car and walked all the way to a room in the inner courtyard. Behind the two of them, the old coachman expressionlessly looked at them. His gaze paused for a moment on the youth’s back. Then, he turned his gaze away and landed on the skinny horse of his old clerk. He patted the skinny horse’s head gently. With a hoarse voice, he laughed strangely in a low voice and said,

“Thank you for your hard work. Don’t worry, there might be fresh meat to eat later …”

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In the inner courtyard.

After the butcher settled Shen Shi down, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he stayed in the room for a while longer. He looked at Shen Shi with a strange expression in his eyes.

Shen Shi quickly noticed something and raised his head to look at him.

After a moment of silence, the butcher said, “I want to go to the Divine Immortal Society in the city to get some information.”

Shen Shi did not say anything.

The butcher glanced at him, seemingly unable to speak, but after a moment, he finally said, “According to the agreement before leaving the house, ten days is the deadline. Whether or not we succeed, it will all be today.”

Shen Shi’s subordinates grasped it tightly and nodded gently.

The butcher remained silent for a moment and said, “I will go over now. If the matter succeeds, I will come back and bring you to Haizhou East. I will fulfill the promise that the Immortal God made to your father and son and give you a chance to worship Lingxiao Sect. However, if the matter is not revealed, you will not be able to see me …”

Shen Shi took a deep breath and tightly grabbed the jade hourglass in his hand. He said, “If things don’t go well, what will happen to me?”

The butcher slowly turned around, no longer looking at him, and walked out of the room. At the same time, his muffled voice came clearly, “If nothing goes wrong, I won’t come back. As for this place, someone will come … to deal with you.”

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and the door was locked before he left. The simple room suddenly fell into an indescribable silence.

What was the meaning of disposition?

What would happen?

A heart was beating in his chest, Suddenly, Shen Shi felt an urge to scream madly in his heart. He began to pant violently. He felt that the surrounding air seemed to be scorching hot and difficult to breathe. In his eyes, this room instantly became a terrifying cage, and he was like a desperate beast that was about to be slaughtered.

In a trance, he suddenly remembered the livestock he had killed with the butcher in those days.

Those sharp howls, that wisp of cold and decisive saber light, blood burst forth, cruel and merciless.

The young man’s hands began to tremble, and boundless fear surged from all directions like a tide, almost drowning him, almost driving him crazy …

It was only then that he suddenly saw the small jade hourglass again in the afterglow of his gaze.

The fine sand was pure white and exquisite. It quietly flowed and slid down. Grain after grain, strands after strands. Shen Shi was stunned as he watched the sand flowing like water. He slowly sat down at the table.

The hourglass stood motionless on the table. The youth placed his head on the table and felt a trace of coldness.

Everything seemed to have quieted down again. Apart from the flowing sand, there was nothing else in his eyes. Just like this, he silently waited.

Fine sand flowed and fell once again. Time passed silently without any movement. No one came.

Finally, when the sand in the hourglass was about to drop to the third time, footsteps suddenly sounded from far away. From far to near, they slowly came and finally stopped at the door of the room.

Shen Shi slowly stood up. His throat felt extremely dry. His body involuntarily trembled slightly. For his own sake, and for the sake of his father, who had lost the news in the past ten days.

Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and rushed over, pulling open the door.

The light outside the room suddenly fell, causing his eyes to be absent-minded for a moment because of the strong light. He narrowed slightly and saw the figure standing at the door.

It was a skinny old man who had driven the carriage all the way north over the past ten days.

The old coachman looked at the youth beside the door. His wrinkled and withered face suddenly grinned, revealing a few white teeth. He smiled sinisterly.