Bizarre Detective Agency: Chapter 825 One hundred and sixteen. The beginning

  Chapter 825 One Hundred Sixteen. Beginning

   A strange fog came silently from the sea.

  The sound of the waves on Wanghai Cliff is heard day and night, and the tree withered tenaciously takes root on the top of the cliff.

   It is like a thin and strong girl.

  The shadow of the girl, which is more solid than the darkness, is projected on the trunk of the tree, as if it is attached to its thin and dead torso.

"forgive me……"

  …

   Haze obscures Belfast's run-down.

  The city is full of danger, and they cannot land directly in the port or bay.

  Before the beings occupying Belfast noticed the uninvited guests on the sea through the mist that shrouded in the morning, the large ship Andrea went along the Sugard Mountain and circled to the northern side of the mountain.

  This is bordered by the elm forest, and Lu Li can return to his former home from a steep hill that is much gentler than the cliff.

  Whoa——

  Frothing waves licked the brown sand, and a rusted ship was moored on the edge of the fog in the distance.

  The wooden boat rowed from the big boat shook gently and ran aground in the shallows.

  Lu Li stepped out of the wooden boat, with Pusius following behind.

  Katerina helped Evil on the wet sand. His condition is not very good. Faces with indistinguishable features feel old and weak, drooping and seem to fall off at any moment.

  Today is the seventh day when Evil Fallen said he could live another week.

   "We should keep you on board."

  Puseus was saddened by the impending attrition of his partners: "Mr. Evil Fall, you will die on the road."

   "It will stain the big ship." It takes careful attention to hear, a whispered response that almost disappears in the sound of the waves. "Don't worry about me...I'll tell you when I'm dying. Leave me if it bothers me..."

   "It's just a weightless body." Katarina pursed her lips.

   The evil depravity is very light, only as heavy as three or four Pusius, maybe the body has already begun to transform.

  Luli looked up at the elm forest behind the beach. He has never been here, and there is no shadow of familiar things around him.

   But after stepping on the trail left decades ago and stepping into the elm forest, a looming pessimism haunts their bodies.

   "I'm feeling a little uncomfortable..." The most optimistic Purseus sensed the forest mood. "There is a problem in the forest."

   "Forest consciousness, filled with the sadness and hatred for life of the dead." Lu Li whispered.

   They are still alive.

   They are long dead.

   Looking at the forest, the twisted and dead trees are lifeless, and the emotions called despair and sadness are surging in the woods for a long time.

  Because he hasn't been here before, the elms don't know him, or they forget him after too long.

   "Have you been here before?" Katerina noticed Lu Li's familiarity with this place.

   "Wanghai Cliff is here."

   "What is that place?"

   "My Once Home."

  Puseus raised his face in amazement: "Mr. Lu Li, don't you live in Belfast?"

   "I built a shelter at Wanghai Cliff before the disaster."

   Even though this was Lu Li’s home, it means there is no danger. But the entangled negative emotions made Katerina and others depressed, and the sadness that emerged from the evil depravity was induced to expand, and the emotionally rich Purse even whimpered.

   Walk for a long distance along the forest path, the road bends to the right and extends deep into the forest.

  Luli stopped and left the trail to step onto the soft soil.

   This path leads to the Silent Hills, where something lived before the weird times, twenty-four years later, I don't know if it's still there.

  This used to be Lu Li’s site, Katerina and the others followed silently, not expressing any opinion on the route change.

   They went deeper and deeper into the forest, and seemed to be close to the edge of the coast, otherwise where would the faint sound of the waves come from.

   Over time, the repressed despair and sadness that enveloped them seemed to change.

   "They don't seem to hate us so much anymore..."

  Puseus whispered, as if he was worried about disturbing the forest consciousness.

   "The tree here knows me."

   Lu Li said.

   This is good news, because Elm Forest has not forgotten him.

   The closer you get to Wanghai Cliff, the less negative emotions in the forest consciousness, and gradually positive emotions are mixed in.

  The depressing atmosphere disappeared, and Katarina and the others even felt that the woods were cheering and surrounding them.

   In other words, surrounded by the figure walking in front.

   "Mr. Lu Li, are we going to look at the sea cliff now?" The recovered Pusius said more.

"Um."

   That is one of the places where Lu Li has stayed the longest in this world, he should go back.

   The Remi Jimmy siblings might still be there, Amber and the kids might still be there...and Anna, who might have come back.

  The forest consciousness has changed from resistance to welcome, and rushing has become less dangerous. For a while, at the end of the woods, the outline of a hut loomed.

  Two adjacent wooden houses stand on the edge of the road leading to the top of the cliff.

   "Is this your house?" asked Pusius.

"no."

   is the hut for the Remi siblings and their children.

  The two wooden houses in disrepair were swollen and deformed, like decayed and swollen corpses.

   The dilapidated hut has not been repaired for a long time, maybe more than ten years, or even longer...

   The door panel is like a coffin lying down beside the door frame. There was only a crumbled wooden bed in the children's hut.

   The Remi siblings' house was stronger, with the wooden door still embedded in the frame, damp and swollen, making it difficult to push open.

  嘭——

   The wooden door fell backwards with a muffled sound, and the moss-slippery door panel splashed with mud and landed on the trouser legs.

   Lu Li stepped on the door and walked into the wooden house, leaving a line of dry footprints with water stains on the edges.

   In the hut of the Remi brothers and sisters, you can vaguely see what they once looked like, the broken quilt covering the wooden bed like dye, the rusted oil lamp, the paper pulp covering the table and the floor.

   Once there was a book, a letter, or a piece of paper, destroyed by dampness and rain.

   The envelopes that Remy and his sisters had left him might have been torn apart.

   Firewood and tools are stacked in the firewood room, and the mud and rust climbs up the tool body.

   Lu Li looked at the top of the cliff. Their movements were loud enough, but they didn't attract any attention.

   Wanghai Cliff in the early morning is quiet.

  Caterina and the others kept quiet, no one disturbed Lu Li.

   Here are important memories of this old man.

   Lu Li stared at him like a statue for a long time, and they seemed to see hesitation in him - the sudden step of the figure shattered their thinking.

   They followed Lu Li to Wanghai Cliff.

  The sound of the waves is constant day and night.

   The retreating mist revealed the vast sea and the ruins once called Belfast in the distance.

   On the Wanghai Cliff, where the cold sea breeze is whistling, the thin and withered elm tree stands alone.

   It is like a thin girl.

  Lu Li's calm black eyes were reflected standing under the tree, he raised his illusory white palm and pressed it on top of his head, the elegant and delicate girl in white lace dress,

   "You won't grow taller." said Lu Li, who was reading quietly.

   "But Annie will." Anna, who turned back, rolled her eyes.

   She is looking forward to the day when her sister grows up.

   (end of this chapter)