Rebirth in the End of the World: My Little Godly Man

Looking at the shabby building in front of him, Mo Yanshu frowned. He avoided a plastic bag under his feet and took Li Muchen's hand.

"The third floor, you'll know which room it is when you go up. That's all I can say." Little Purple Hair pointed to a relatively clean window upstairs, "But let me remind you, your brother Wei Shark has connections, but you two don't. If you offend our people, you might be chased and beaten..."

Mo Yanshu raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to look at Xiao Zimao.

The little purple-haired boy stared at him warily and took two steps back: "What? I'm saying this for your own good! Don't come over here..."

Under the horrified gaze of Little Purple Hair, Mo Yanshu raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "You are a very nice person!"

The corners of the little purple-haired girl's lips twitched slightly: ...

Li Muchen looked at the somewhat dark corridor in front of him. He didn't know what was going on, but he always felt that something was not right.

He raised his hand and touched his chin: "Yanshu, this building seems a bit evil."

"Hmm?" Mo Yanshu turned to look at him, his eyes slightly dark, "Can I come in?"

"Are you still carrying the cinnabar talisman I gave you before?" Li Muchen asked.

"I always carry it with me." Mo Yanshu replied.

"That should be fine. There's a dark aura outside this house. It doesn't look auspicious. Go in and stay a little longer."

"Okay, it shouldn't take long." Mo Yanshu looked at the dark corridor in front of him and narrowed his eyes.

As soon as I entered the corridor, a cool breeze blew out.

He looked up and saw that the window of the stairwell was not open, but he could indeed feel a cool breeze blowing outside.

When I went up the first and second floors, I could hear some quarrels from time to time, and there were also sounds that sounded like cooking and chopping. But when I turned to the third floor, it was as if there was an extra soundproof wall, and suddenly, all the sounds became much smaller.

When the two of them reached the third-floor platform, Mo Yanshu paused and raised his hand to push Li Muchen behind him.

There were no lights in the corridor and the windows seemed to be sealed shut, making it seem as if no light could get in.

After getting used to the darkness in front of him, Mo Yanshu could see the situation on the third floor clearly.

The corridor seemed to be tightly wrapped in thick darkness, and the junction of the distant wall and the ground was blurred and difficult to distinguish in the darkness.

The footsteps of the two people landed on the ground, and the sound became increasingly dull, as if they were swallowed by the darkness and could not be heard far away.

The air was filled with a depressing atmosphere that made it hard to breathe.

"A bit evil...really, a bit evil." Li Muchen leaned close to Mo Yanshu's ear and whispered.

"I'll go take a look." Mo Yanshu's eyes darkened slightly and he walked forward.

The breathing and heartbeats of the two people were clearly audible. After walking forward for a while, Mo Yanshu could see clearly that there were two people standing on the left and right sides of the door of a room.

But the two men seemed not to have seen them coming up and stood guard at the door without looking around.

No wonder the little purple-haired guy knew which room it was just by looking at it.

But why is this place getting more and more gloomy the more I look at it...

Mo Yanshu slowed down his pace and walked towards the two men. He raised his hand to protect Li Muchen more closely.

It was not until they got closer that the two men standing guard at the door seemed to react. They turned their heads and looked at them with dull eyes: "Who are you?"

"Someone from Wei Sha wants to talk to me about something." Mo Yanshu lowered his eyes slightly.

I had thought that such a lame excuse would definitely be seen through, but I didn't expect that the two people were like robots and really believed it, and even kindly opened the door for them.

Li Muchen was stunned.

No!

Is this okay? ? ?

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he was speechless.

Mo Yanshu raised his hand and pushed open the door, and he followed him in.

The room was still dim, but it was much better than outside. At least one could see clearly what was inside the room.

As soon as you enter, you will see the foyer. Opposite the door is a shoe rack with several pairs of leather shoes placed crookedly on it.

After Mo Yanshu and the other man came in, he raised his hand and left the door ajar.

Walking along the platform inside, the furnishings in the room looked a bit old, and I walked carefully along the hallway to the left.

The room was large and looked like a living room. The walls were yellowed and the furniture looked old, with some of the leather on the sofa peeling off.

The room was filled with a musty smell, and the wooden floor beneath their feet creaked slightly with every step they took.

When he entered the room, Li Muchen saw a large reflective ball in front of the table.

When he took a closer look, his eyes suddenly widened.

He raised his hand and poked the arm of Mo Yanshu beside him, and Mo Yanshu looked at him in confusion.

Li Muchen frowned and signaled Mo Yanshu to look at the big ball.

"Where did this little brat come from..."

Li Muchen: ╭(°A°`)╮

Surprise! The big reflective ball spoke!!!

Brother Yuanqiu turned around slowly, his body looked a little clumsy, and Li Muchen couldn't help but worry for him.

The man was bald. His bald head reflected light under the window, a bit like a shiny cannonball. His thick eyebrows looked like two sharp swords across his eyes, and his eyes under his eyebrows were full of ferocity, like a hungry wolf.

With a flat nose and thick lips, his face looks round but fierce.

He is big and strong, and looks like two people.

Little Zimao's boss...

Looks like he's quite capable of fighting...

"I'm asking you a question!" Big Brother Yuanqiu looked fierce.

Mo Yanshu raised his hand to stop him, flexed his wrist, and then said, "I want to ask you about someone."

"Where did this ignorant kid come from? Why do you come here to ask me about people?" Big Brother Yuanqiu frowned, raised his hand and picked up the spear beside him!

"Wait! I see black air surrounding you, which is an ominous sign of depression!" Li Muchen, who was standing behind Mo Yanshu, had not said anything at first, but when the big ball brother picked up the long-haired man, he suddenly spoke in a hurry.

"Shut up! Get out!" Brother Yuanqiu's voice was rough and hoarse, as if he was mad, waving the spear in his hand wildly.

"Yanshu! This big brother seems to be unable to listen to anyone! I think we won't get anything out of him. Why don't we take a long-term view? I don't think Wang Xin and the others were kidnapped by this big brother!"

As Li Muchen spoke, the spear passed over his head and cut off two strands of his hair.

Mo Yanshu's eyes darkened slightly, and the dagger in his hand was like a flower, with a cold light flashing. Then, he exerted force with his legs, and the dagger scraped the scalp of the big round head, leaving a shallow scar.

But the big round-headed man seemed to feel no pain, and the hand waving the spear became more and more frantic.

"What the hell! He seems to have gone insane and can't understand what people are saying! Should we find someone else to help him?"

As Li Muchen spoke, he raised his leg and dodged to the other side. When he turned around, a piece of talisman appeared in his hand.