The Heavens Begin with Detective Di Renjie

Chapter 255 Guiding the Way
Time slips by, whether people notice it or not.

Focused people feel that time flies by, and decadent people feel that the days are long and boring.

For these strange ideas, time itself never cares, it always moves forward according to its own rhythm.

The sun rises and the moon sets, spring goes and autumn comes, time is hidden in these ordinary and ordinary things, but few people care.

People realize the power of time only when something big happens.

When a prince dies, it will alarm the people in a city.

When the emperor in the palace dies, the whole country will be alarmed: the year name will be changed, the calendar will be changed, and the whole country will mourn.

Only when these self-concerned things happen, people will be shocked: so long has passed!
But for Shen Youzhi, it seems that there is nothing to be surprised about in the world, and there is nothing that can be used as the scale and coordinates of life.

For him, whether it's a year or two years, it's just a memory.

seven years later, early spring
Everything seems to be the same as in previous years.

The sun is still soft and bright, the weather is still cool and humid, and the surrounding air is still filled with the smell of grass, trees and soil, which is fresh and pleasant.

Even the pedestrians coming and going on the road were wearing the same gowns as in previous years, carrying the same burdens, and uttering the same shouts.

The only difference may be the spring rain that just ended, and the sound of horseshoes from afar.

Rumble-

rumble--

Long——

The sound of the hooves became shorter and louder, showing that the galloping horse was approaching at an extremely fast speed.

Soon, a tall chestnut horse rushed out from the path.

Sitting immediately was a handsome young man in white.

The boy was dressed in snow-white clothes, with a pair of bright eyes and a pair of flushed cheeks. He didn't look like a masculine man, but more like a pretty girl.

"Call-"

The galloping young man in white suddenly tightened the reins and stopped the galloping horse under his seat.

Looking at the fork in the road that suddenly appeared in front of him, he didn't seem to know which way to take for a while.

Just as he was looking around, he happened to see an "old man" in a cape and hat walking leisurely towards him.

"Old man, may I ask?"

The young man's words got stuck in his throat, because he realized that the person who came was not a gray-haired old man, but a young man not much older than himself, only covered in a wide coir raincoat, which made his figure look stooped.

"Feel sorry."

The boy quickly apologized, and then asked again:
"Excuse me, brother, which way should I go to Kunlun Mountain?"

The young man in coir raincoat didn't say anything, he just pointed in one direction casually.

"Thank you, brother!" The tall boy in white clapped his hands in thanks.

After knowing the direction, he was about to raise his whip, but he remembered something, and said to the coir raincoat:

"Brother, there will be some strong people passing by here in a while."

"If you have nothing to do, you should avoid it as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, the young man flicked his whip and galloped away on the steed.

After running for several miles, the boy on the horse suddenly felt in a trance:
Huh?
What did that person look like just now?

He could only vaguely remember that the coir raincoat was tall and tall, with an ethereal aura, but he couldn't remember any specific appearance.

You obviously just had a face-to-face meeting, why did you forget it all of a sudden?

The boy shook his head helplessly. It seemed that he had been running around for too long, which caused his mental instability.

Putting a little matter behind him, the young man raised the whip in his hand again, and continued to move towards his destination.

After seeing off the boy asking for directions, the coir raincoat continued to walk slowly on the muddy path after the rain, as if he didn't care about the boy's warning before he left.

Not long after, there was another roar of horseshoes ahead, the sound was even louder than before, obviously more than one person came.

More than a dozen healthy horses galloped towards them, their shrill roars mixed with deafening cries, it was really frightening.

But the coir raincoat was still walking slowly, not caring about everything in front of him, not even blinking his eyes.

"Hey! That kid, where did the man in white go?"

A bearded, one-eyed man who was sitting immediately pointed at the coir raincoat by the side of the road with a horsewhip in his hand, and asked sharply.

Judging by his attire, he should be a serious horse thief.

Facing the question from the bearded man, the coir raincoat remained silent and casually pointed in the direction.

But the direction he was pointing this time was not the direction where the boy in white had left.

"Good boy! You are wise!"

The big bearded man and his party had something important to say, seeing the coir raincoat answering simply, they didn't bother him too much, and quickly disappeared down the path on their galloping horses.

The eager horseshoes kicked up the mud, but if you look carefully, you can see that the thin mud spots seem to be alive, and they know how to take the initiative to avoid the coir raincoat on the side of the road, and slip away obediently from him, never daring to A little presumptuous.

Of course, such small details are simply not noticed, let alone cared about.

The coir raincoat also didn't seem to know what the muddy idea was at all, and just continued to walk forward slowly.

One wave just flattened, another wave rose again.

Usually there are few pedestrians on the small road, but this time, I don’t know what kind of luck has happened. It was not enough to send away two groups of people, but another group of people came.

"Passerby, do you know where the two groups of people just went?"

The voice was weak, as if it was coming from far away in the wind, it was hard to hear clearly, but the more you couldn't hear clearly, the more you paid attention to it, once you heard it, it seemed like there were countless invisible little things The caterpillar got into his ear, and he wanted to cut off his ear.

"There is a fork in the road here. As long as he is not blind, he will definitely be able to see."

Another sharp and thin sound sounded, as if stepping on a chicken's neck, making people's ears numb.

Compared with the ugly voice, the appearance of the speaker is undoubtedly more disgusting——

A tall steed was placed on a special saddle, and three people sat in a row on the saddle.

The person sitting in the front, at first glance, looks like a five or six-year-old child, but upon closer inspection, this "child" has already grown a beard, and even the eyes, forehead, back of the hands, neck...everything that is exposed outside the clothes There is a layer of hair growing everywhere, and the whole person looks like a caterpillar.

The one behind this "caterpillar" is not much prettier than him, but his body is exactly twice his size, with messy hair standing up like a hedgehog, and his mouth is like an awl, which is enough to hang Five or six oil bottles are like a chicken.

They could barely make out the appearance of a human being, but the one sitting at the back had no human appearance at all, just like a gorilla.

The fur on this "orangutan" is black and thick, and the nose and mouth can't be distinguished, only a pair of beast-like glowing eyes can be seen.

I don't know what God thinks, but he actually put these three people together, and anyone who sees them will shudder.

If others knew their names, they would not only tremble, but also flee for their lives.

Because these three are murderers without batting an eyelid, they are a hundred times more vicious than the horse thieves who passed by before.

But the coir raincoat still didn't take it seriously, and slowly stretched out his hand, pointing the way for the three of them.

Only this time, he was not referring to the path taken by the boy in white before, nor the direction that the group of horse thieves took later.

A fork in the road only leads to two small roads, but the coir raincoat man is not referring to one of the two roads, nor the sky, nor the water, but the underground.

Where does the underground lead?

Of course it is the underworld.

(End of this chapter)