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

"Haha..." Li Muchen laughed dryly, "Uncle Li, you are still awake in the middle of the night. Bringing so many people here is too polite. But I see that your forehead is black, I am afraid it is a bad sign."

He said as he retreated silently.

Mo Yanshu stood at the front and slowly retreated with the steps of him and Liu Xiaopang.

The car was not far behind them, only about two meters away, but as it moved little by little, it felt particularly far away.

"Chen... Brother Chen..." Fatty Liu's voice was trembling. He raised his hand and pointed at the people standing at the gate, "Their faces... why have they all changed..."

In the night, the kerosene lamp flickered, and the light shone on the faces of several people, making it even more eerie.

"Get in the car! Get in the car!" Mo Yanshu said immediately, "Let's go."

"But... they're all stuck at the gate, how can we get out?"

Before Fat Liu could finish his words, Li Muchen grabbed him by the back of the neck and pulled him backwards.

"It's already this late, why are you still worrying about blocking the gate? People are coming to kill you. Get in the car!"

As he spoke, Li Muchen opened the back door and pushed Liu Xiaopang in first. He did not get in the car but turned to look at Mo Yanshu.

At this time, Mo Yanshu had already reached the driver's seat, opened the car door, and was looking back at him.

The two of them understood each other and got into the car at the same time, closing the door with a bang.

"Your car..." Mo Yanshu looked at the lit oil gauge light and his heart sank again.

"What's wrong with my car? I just bought it not long ago! It should be still easy to drive! Damn! They are coming, coming!!! Hurry up and leave!"

Fat Liu was sitting in the back seat, also restless. His eyes grew wider and wider as he stared straight at the front window.

"Yanshu! Go ahead! I have a way to test them."

"Yeah." Mo Yanshu's eyes were sharp.

He had never heard of any ghost stories in any of his previous lives, so whether this village was possessed by an evil spirit remained to be investigated.

It would be too cruel to just run over and let Fatty Liu watch his father being smashed into pieces. He also didn't want his baby to think he was cold-blooded...

Thinking back to the words Li Muchen said to him in the third life, he still remembers them clearly...

Thinking of this, his eyes darkened. He looked out the front windshield and saw that Village Chief Li and his group had already entered the Liu family's gate, and the courtyard gate was wide open.

This yard is so big, there will be no problem getting out, but I don't know how long the little gas left in the car can last...

"Xiaopang, you can't leave..." The village chief didn't stop them, but suddenly laughed, "Even if you leave this door, you can't leave the village. Sooner or later, you will have to come back with us, return to your roots..."

"Fuck your mother!" Fat Liu opened the car window a crack, cursed and spat.

"Fatty, can you be a little more civilized..." Li Muchen rubbed his forehead helplessly and complained.

"Hold on tight." Mo Yanshu opened his thin lips slightly, uttered two words softly, and then stepped on the accelerator.

The car turned in a strange arc, brushing past the village chief and his group, and suddenly rushed towards the gate.

"Brother, you're awesome!" Fat Liu concealed the sadness on his face, praised him, stopped turning to look at the people outside the window, and sighed.

The car had been driving for about three minutes when Mo Yanshu frowned and said in a deep voice, "Your car is running low on gas."

"What??? I remember I just filled up the gas..." Fat Liu scratched his head, "It must be the village chief and his friends!"

As he spoke, Mo Yanshu suddenly stepped on the brakes.

The car suddenly braked and the three of them leaned forward due to inertia.

At the same time, the sound of sudden braking was heard in front, which was extremely harsh.

But there was no light ahead. Mo Yanshu's heart tightened, his eyes became deep, and his voice became deeper. He spoke word by word, gritting his teeth and saying, "It's your car."

"What is that?" Li Muchen's tone was full of confusion, "Who asked them to come back! And why didn't they turn on the lights! Can't he see that we have lights on here!"

"Ask Liang Fengyuan." Mo Yanshu said in a deep voice. He unbuckled his seat belt, turned off the car, opened the door and stepped out. "But I really have to thank him this time."

As they were talking, Liang Fengyuan, who was sitting in the driver's seat of the car opposite, also got out.

Mo Yanshu nodded at him without saying anything. He walked straight to the rear of Li Muchen's SUV, opened the trunk, and took out a pipe and a small metal bucket.

There were several people squeezed in the back seat of Li Muchen's car. Mo Yanshu sighed lightly. He knew that these people came here with good intentions, so he didn't say much in the end.

He walked silently to Liu Xiaopang's car and started filling it with gas.

Li Muchen did not immediately ask Liang Fengyuan why he drove into the village. Instead, he kept staring at Mo Yanshu's expression, not missing a single detail.

He frowned deeply, and it was not until Mo Yanshu started to refuel Liu Xiaopang's car that he came to his senses, ran over to help Mo Yanshu straighten the pipe and start operating it.

Mo Yanshu has too many secrets, but he believes in him and believes that one day he will tell him everything.

The two people were very close to each other, and Li Muchen stared at his profile, mesmerized.

"Are you Doraemon? How come you even prepared something like this..." he sighed.

"It's better to be prepared." Mo Yanshu curled the corners of his lips slightly and said in a low voice.

"Luckily you're here. But I just took a look, and I don't know if what the old man said is right. This village is not normal. According to the time we set out, we should have left through the main gate a long time ago..."

"Are we in trouble?" Fat Liu followed the two men and listened to their conversation. He suddenly interrupted and said, "It's over. It must be the village chief who did it! Brother Chen, what do you think we should do?"

"Fatty, don't panic." Li Muchen slowly stood up, patted Liu Xiaopang on the shoulder, and said softly, "Look, didn't your brother Xiaoliang and the others come in? If they can come in, they can definitely get out."

Upon hearing this, Fat Liu sniffed hard, stopped standing beside the two of them, and ran towards the direction where Bai Qingyan and the others were.

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind blew up. Li Muchen looked up and saw many black shadows rushing out from the vortex under the blood moon again. However, this time, the location where the black shadows rushed seemed to be the back mountain of the village, and the distance from them was very close...

"Yanshu, it looks like we're in big trouble this time..."