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

Liu Chi's face turned red, his eyes were filled with fear, and he didn't dare to look directly into Mo Yanshu's eyes.

Everyone was so shocked by this sudden change that they were speechless. The atmosphere in the conference room dropped to freezing point at this moment, and it was eerily quiet.

Two seconds later, a girl spoke first: "Yanshu, we are all classmates. We will see each other every day in the future. Don't make things too awkward."

Mo Yanshu narrowed his eyes, his gaze seemed to be filled with poison. He did not even look at the girl who was talking, but just stared at Liu Chi and said in a low voice: "Did you understand?"

Liu Chi's entire body was shaking uncontrollably, his throat was blocked so that he couldn't speak. He could only nod his head continuously, his face full of fear.

Mo Yanshu raised his eyebrows slightly, tilted his head slightly, and let go of Liu Chi the next second.

Liu Chi instantly fell to the ground, gasping for breath, not daring to look at Mo Yanshu again.

Mo Yanshu said nothing. He raised his hand to brush off the non-existent dust on his sleeves, then sat down again, staring at Li Muchen's face in a daze, his eyes becoming a little dazed.

Li Muchen opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief.

Yes, Liu Chi is indeed annoying, but isn’t Mo Yanshu’s reaction a bit too much?

He frowned slightly. It had been raining for days, and Mo Yanshu had caught a cold the past two days. According to his grandfather, in this case, Mo Yanshu was probably possessed by some evil spirit. He nodded to himself. The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. He secretly thought that he had to think of a way to exorcise the evil spirit from Mo Yanshu...

Suddenly, he remembered what his grandfather had said before: the longer the evil spirit stays in a person, the weirder the person's behavior will become.

Thinking of this, Li Muchen felt his heart skip a beat, and the feeling of uneasiness became stronger.

He turned his head tentatively and was immediately met with a pair of dazed eyes. His heart seemed to be hit by something and suddenly skipped a beat. He abruptly turned his head back.

After pausing for two seconds, he turned his head again to look at Mo Yanshu who was staring at him in a daze. He swallowed lightly and felt his scalp tighten. It looked like Mo Yanshu might have been followed by some succubus. It seemed that the exorcism could not be delayed any longer.

Thinking of this, he slammed the table and stood up.

"How about we just leave it at that for today? The cold medicine he took might have expired. I'll take him to get treated. We can go out in a couple of days when the rain stops, hahahaha..."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pulled Mo Yanshu up, then pushed and shoved Mo Yanshu as he walked outside.

A hint of helplessness flashed across Mo Yanshu's eyes. He held him calmly, glared at Liu Chi warningly, and then stopped looking at the other people in the room and let Li Muchen take him out.

They didn't know how long they walked, but when Li Muchen came to his senses, it was Mo Yanshu who was pulling him in front.

His eyes suddenly widened and his gaze fixed on the two people's clasped hands.

"Fuck! Mo Yanshu, what are you doing!" He said this in a daze, exerted force on his hands, and slowly raised their clasped hands, "No, can you tell me whether you are a man or a woman?"

Mo Yanshu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Don't you know whether I am a man or a woman?"

Li Muchen shook his head in a pretentious manner: "No, no, in my opinion, you chose to possess my best friend's body because you were attracted by my handsome appearance. However, we are both men and grew up together. Your wishful thinking is really wrong."

The familiar voice was right beside his ears. The corners of Mo Yanshu's lips slightly raised, a helpless smile flashed across his face, and his eyes were filled with tenderness and affection that Li Muchen could not understand: "Muchen, it's great that you're still here."

When Li Muchen heard this, he was totally confused. He raised his hand and touched Mo Yanshu's forehead again, muttering something in a low voice.

Mo Yanshu raised his eyebrows slightly, held Li Muchen's hand on his head with his backhand, and whispered, "Don't think nonsense, I'm not sick."

Li Muchen pulled his hand out and stared at him suspiciously: "Mo Yanshu, I think you are abnormal."

"Well, because I really miss you." Mo Yanshu spoke calmly, but his expression was extremely serious. His eyes became deeper and deeper, like a cold pond, bottomless and hiding infinite secrets.

Li Muchen stared into his eyes and tilted his head. He didn't react to what Mo Yanshu said for a moment. He paused for a moment and suddenly said in shock: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Mo Yanshu stepped forward upon hearing the voice, staring at him intently, and slowly approached step by step.

Mo Yanshu was half a head taller than him, a 1.9-meter-tall man. The closer he got to him, the stronger the feeling of oppression became.

When he moved forward, Li Muchen stepped back, until his back hit the cold wall. A flash of panic flashed across Li Muchen's eyes.

It seems that this succubus is really hard to deal with...

He turned his eyes away in panic. They didn't know when the two of them had gone down to the second floor of the old building. Due to the heavy rain for several days, the old walls were damp.

"Good man, let's talk it over..." Li Muchen blurted out the words without thinking.

Mo Yanshu slowly raised his hand and gently tapped the wall behind him, bringing the two of them closer. The moment their eyes met, Li Muchen's heart skipped a beat and he lowered his head in panic.

its not right……

The corners of Li Muchen's lips twitched slightly. He was the descendant of a Taoist priest. No matter whether the inkstone book in front of him was real or fake, there was absolutely no reason for him to be afraid.

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head and stared back.

Their eyes met, and when he saw Mo Yanshu's eyes slowly drooping, for some reason, the strange feeling in his heart arose again, as if he had been hit by something, numb and sour.

The sound of rain in my ears became clearer and clearer, dripping into my heart.

"Are...are you okay?" He frowned and asked tentatively.

Mo Yanshu's forehead rested lightly on his shoulder, and his slightly hot breath hit his neck. Li Muchen shrank back unconsciously.

"Mu Chen, stop fortune-telling. Especially those related to this disaster. Stop fortune-telling... This matter is not something we can solve..."

A low voice sounded in my ears, hoarse but with a hint of temptation.

A trace of worry flashed across Li Muchen's face, but after a moment, he nodded gently and said solemnly: "I can promise you that I won't count it these days. But if things get serious later, I think for the sake of the overall situation I will..."

"Click——"

Before he could finish his words, a thunderbolt suddenly exploded in the sky with a deafening sound.

"No." Mo Yanshu raised his head slowly, narrowed his eyes, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

The voice in his ear was obviously very cold and harsh, but somehow, Li Muchen didn't find him scary at all, and was even almost amused by his two words.

However, due to the somewhat strange and ambiguous posture of the two of them, he did not intend to continue to stimulate the person in front of him.

This person asked him not to have his fortune told, probably because he had other requests.

Although he didn't find out what was on Mo Yanshu's body just now, he would just stick a ghost-chasing talisman on Mo Yanshu's head at night, thinking that the talisman would be able to exorcise ghosts when he wakes up the next day.

So what we should do now is to appease the person in front of us first...

Thinking of this, he nodded vigorously and said, "I'll listen to you! Brother, you know, I have always listened to you since I was a child! Come on, let's go upstairs and eat something." As he spoke, he patted Mo Yanshu's shoulders twice.

Mo Yanshu sighed helplessly when he heard this. From childhood to adulthood, if Li Muchen had ever listened to him obediently, he would have been thankful to God.

But in an instant, he knew what Li Muchen was thinking.

The corners of his lips slightly raised up. Since his baby thought he was a ghost, he might as well take this opportunity...