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

"Yeah." Mo Yanshu nodded.

"Why aren't you in a hurry at all..." Li Muchen tilted his head and looked at him.

Mo Yanshu stood up helplessly, stood beside him, and gently rubbed his head: "It's not time yet, there's no point in being anxious. Some people are like this, they don't feel pain unless the knife is stabbed into their own heads."

"What do you mean?" Li Muchen picked up the book next to him, leaned back, leaned on Mo Yanshu, flipped two pages of the book casually, and asked in confusion.

"Just wait two more days and you'll know." Mo Yanshu said softly.

"Are you still playing guessing games with me?" Li Muchen raised his eyebrows.

Mo Yanshu hugged him from behind and gently rested his chin on the top of his head: "I'm not kidding, I'm not sure yet, but I estimate that Liu Chi will come here in the next two days."

"Why do you look more like a fortune teller than me now?" Li Muchen threw the book on the table, looked up at Mo Yanshu, and reached out to touch his face.

Mo Yanshu chuckled and said, "He who keeps company with vermilion becomes vermilion."

"You can say that! I like it!" Li Muchen's eyes curved and he smiled happily, "How about you call me Master, and I can teach you all my life's skills..."

At the same time, the two of them were outside the door.

A man with shifty eyes followed the short man. The two stopped listening to the noise inside and stood up.

"Brother, do you think our plan can succeed?"

"Stop talking nonsense, just follow Brother Su's instructions, there will be no problem. Damn, these little bastards, they made me suffer such a big loss that day, I have to beat them to death this time... Such a nice villa, there are so few people around, and the outer wall is even electrified. If I occupy this place first, there will be only benefits and no harm."

"Boss Su is really good at predicting things... A bunch of little kids really can't amount to anything, and that Liu Chengming doesn't seem to have much brains either."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go, Brother Su is still waiting."

"Yes, yes, brother, wait for me!"

The two of them disappeared at the end of the corridor while talking in low voices.

Listening to the rustling sounds outside the door gradually disappear, Mo Yanshu slowly raised his eyes and glanced at the door. There are always people who are blind, so it's not his fault...

In the evening, just as it was beginning to darken, there was a rapid knock on the door.

Li Muchen turned his head and looked at Mo Yanshu, his eyes full of confusion.

Mo Yanshu lowered his eyes slightly, walked quickly to the door and opened it.

The person who came was Liu Chi, whom he had not seen for a long time.

"Brother Liu! You finally have time! I missed you a little after not playing with us for so long!" Li Muchen still sat steadily at the small table, without moving a step, looking at Liu Chi at the door with an anxious look on his face, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Liu Chi's face did not look good after hearing his words. Instead, he scratched his head in annoyance, "Please stop it. I'm almost dying of anxiety!"

As he spoke, he quickly walked into their room. Mo Yanshu also closed the door at this moment and turned to look at the two people sitting at the small table.

"In fact, we were talking about you during the day, but I didn't expect you to come at night. I have recently learned fortune-telling. How about it? Do you want me to tell you a fortune?"

Li Muchen kept smiling as he handed a piece of paper and a pen to Liu Chi.

Liu Chi subconsciously took the pen and just wrote two strokes on the paper when he suddenly realized something was wrong. He put the pen on the table, looked up at Li Muchen, his eyes seemed to be able to spit fire.

"I came to you because I really don't know what to do! I feel like my dad has been bewitched. He won't listen to anything I say! Instead, he listens to Su Yong! Is he okay? Am I his biological son?"

Li Muchen looked at Liu Chi's anxious look, raised his hand, picked up the paper beside him and fanned him twice, then said: "Little Brother Liu, don't be anxious, come and finish writing your word."

"It's urgent, and you still ask me to write!" Liu Chi rolled his eyes, stood up from the chair, turned around and was about to leave.

But before he took two steps, a shadow suddenly fell on his head.

He raised his head slightly and saw that the person blocking his way was Mo Yanshu.

Looking at Mo Yanshu's somewhat gloomy face, he paused and for a moment wanted to dig a hole on the spot and bury himself in it.

"Listen to him." Mo Yanshu said in a light voice, his eyes swept over his hands, and then his gaze moved to the paper on the table.

Liu Chi curled his lips and muttered, "You are all bullying me... Just write it... It's just a word..."

While muttering, he raised his hand and picked up the pen "fiercely", intending to vent his anger.

Two seconds later, a cool word "run" appeared on the paper.

"Hiss...this...tsk..." Li Muchen shook his head repeatedly as he looked at the words on the paper.

Seeing that he was staring at the word without saying anything and making some strange noises, Liu Chi, who was already impatient, could no longer hold back. He slapped the table and stood up and said, "Ancestor, what have you figured out? Stop suspense, okay..."

At this moment, Mo Yanshu slowly walked to his opposite side, stood beside Li Muchen, raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly.

Seeing this, Liu Chi blinked awkwardly, and a smile uglier than crying appeared on his face: "Brother, tell me the truth, what exactly does this mean? I'm almost fed up with all these things these past two days..."

Li Muchen shook his head and said with a profound look: "There is a bag on the right side of the word 'foot', which means you can't move forward. It's difficult, difficult!"

"You wanted to run, but you couldn't. Running isn't the solution. I think we need to think long and hard about this."

Now it was Liu Chi's turn to remain silent.

He looked up at Li Muchen blankly, opened his mouth, and after a few seconds he found his voice. He nodded heavily, raised his hand and gave Li Muchen a thumbs up: "That's amazing. Master Li, tell me how to solve it?"

Li Muchen laughed when he heard this and said, "Neither you nor I can handle this matter. As the saying goes, to catch a thief, you must first catch the leader. If it were me, I would first catch that Su Yong! Let's see who dares to do anything else."

Having said this, Li Muchen suddenly paused, as if he had thought of something, and turned to look at Mo Yanshu and said, "However, how to implement this matter specifically, let's ask our strongest fighter to speak a few words."