Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

Qin Mo was wondering whether he should leave first when a familiar voice suddenly came from inside the lacquered door.

"Boss Qin! Hua Chi! Where are you?"

Small building?

Qin Mo turned around.

When Xu Xiaolou walked out of the wooden door behind him, he saw Qin Mo standing in the yard, looking at him quietly. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he took small steps towards Qin Mo.

"Boss, where have you been!".

"You clearly came in first, why are you behind me?"

Xu Xiaolou curled his lips and looked confused:

"Where is that guy Hua Chi?"

As soon as Xu Xiaolou saw Qin Mo, he asked three questions in a row, interrupting the words that Qin Mo was about to say.

Seeing Xu Xiaolou walking towards him excitedly, Qin Mo's eyes darkened. He took a step back without making a sound, ready to leave at any time.

wrong!

The person in front of him was not Xiaolou. Xiaolou complained impatiently that he was always a flower-crazy person.

Xu Xiaolou always has the temperament to ask questions slowly. When he is anxious, jumping three times in a row is his basic operation.

Qin Mo's eyes froze and became solemn, and the door that had just been opened closed silently.

Looking at the faint smile on Xu Xiaolou's lips, Qin Mo said calmly:

"Hua Chi, I was just daydreaming and didn't notice where he went."

"Did you see it?".

"Xu Xiaolou" paused and responded, the smile on his lips fell and his face turned cold:

"I didn't see it either."

"Boss Qin, let's go look for it together." His words were meant to entice Qin Mo to follow him into the painted mahogany door.

Qin Mo didn't move.

Now there are only two paths before him.

One is to directly expose the disguise of the person in front of you and then run away; the other is to pretend that nothing happened, appease him first and then wait for an opportunity to escape.

Qin Mo just made his choice.

"Xu Xiaolou" who was standing not far away suddenly revealed his identity, but the young man's body emitted the voice of an old man:

"Oh~, was he discovered? The little guy has good eyesight."

"Uncle, I still have something to tell you, why are you leaving so soon?"

Then he grinned and waved his hand.

When Xu Xiaolou's eyes changed, Qin Mo turned around swiftly, jumped up, and used his right leg to push against the wall to gain leverage, then climbed up the wall.

Just as I was about to turn over and get out, my fingertips touched an invisible wall.

Qin Mo sat calmly on the wall, looking at the old man standing not far away. The corners of his mouth twitched as he followed his words and said confidently:

"Uncle, if you have something to say, just tell me."

"It's almost time for dinner." My mother called me home to eat like a good kid.

In the blink of an eye, the person standing in the yard was no longer Xu Xiaolou, but an old man with white hair, wearing a red robe, hunched over, and holding a broom in his right hand.

The old man smiled, his eyes narrowed into a line and he said meaningfully:

"Little guy, if I were you, I would come down obediently."

"Things outside are not as kind as the old man. They...just like young and strong guys."

Qin Mo's eyes turned slightly to the right when he heard the words, his pupils trembled, and he jumped down from the wall swiftly.

The scene outside the courtyard had already changed.

The sun was shining brightly and the spring breeze was gentle in the yard, but outside the courtyard wall, dark clouds were looming, like black waves constantly hitting an invisible wall.

Only then did he notice that the gate behind him was shaking slightly, as if it would break into pieces in the next second.

Qin Mo patted the non-existent dust on his pants and said with a smile:

"Is this door strong enough, old man? The thing outside the yard seems quite ferocious."

Who knows if it was you who did this? You can tell at first glance that you are not a good person.

The old man looked at the shaking wooden door and snorted contemptuously:

"They are all things that are not presentable."

That's all right.

Qin Mo's eyes flashed lightly, and he understood in the blink of an eye.

None of them are as fierce as you, I understand.

Qin Mo put on his signature smile again and approached him:

"What should I call you, old man?"

The old man smiled when he heard this, and his narrowed eyes disappeared completely. His cloudy eyes swept around Qin Mo, and he smiled again:

"Just call me uncle."

"Come in, little guy."

The old man was holding the broom slowly. His thin figure looked like it could be blown away by the wind, but every step he took was steady.

Qin Mo looked back at the impenetrable black fog and quickly followed.

I wonder how Xiaolou and Huachi are doing?

"Eat".

The old man pushed a plate of unknown white pastries and a cup of tea in front of Qin Mo.

"Didn't we just say that it's time to eat? Let's have some snacks first. I don't have the habit of lighting a fire to cook."

"Eat, and then I'll take you to meet your friends."

After saying this, he looked at Qin Mo lovingly.

Hongmen Banquet! The meal before execution...

When Qin Mo heard this, the smile on his face almost disappeared.

I took a look and saw an old man with a look on his face that said if you don’t eat now, he will send you to death immediately.

Qin Mo stared at the meal for one person in front of him, and said with a choked heart:

"Well... my mother taught me to respect the elderly and love the young since I was young. The elders should eat first and the younger ones can start eating. Uncle, you eat."

He quickly pushed the snacks and tea in front of him to the old man.

Meeting the old man's inquiring gaze, Qin Mo smiled obediently.

I watched the old man slowly reach out to pick up a piece of dessert, throw it into his mouth, and then take a sip of tea.

Qin Mo sat there motionless.

Old man: "Why? It's not to your taste."

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting colder and even murderous, Qin Mo reached out and quickly picked up a piece of cake, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it briefly, and swallowed it down with a cup of tea that the old man had just taken out.

The taste is actually pretty good...

Qin Mo put down the cup.

The old man opened his eyes slightly wide in surprise, and through his eyelids, a black eyeball could be vaguely seen rolling as he said in surprise:

"Why are you so hungry?"

The voice that rose at the end of the sentence was full of surprise, but there was no emotion in it, it was just a simple increase in the volume of the voice.

Then the old man turned his hand, and another plate of snacks appeared on the empty table.

As he watched him finish his food, the old man's mood became better.

In the end, Qin Mo stuffed two plates of dry snacks and a pot of slightly bitter tea into his stomach, and the old man gave up and stood up.

Qin Mo followed the old man, who was in a better mood, into the lacquered red gate and looked at everything around him.

The clay statue inside the small door was still wearing the dazzling red clothes, and as we got closer, it seemed like a chameleon that had shed its disguise.

You can see black threads running across the red dress, interwoven together like a fishing net.

The clay statues seem more like they are tightly bound by it.

His eyes seemed to be stuck together by dense silk threads, unable to be pulled apart.

Qin Mo stared motionlessly at the black threads crisscrossing the chest of the clay statue. For a moment, he seemed to see his name woven together by the black threads with a knot tied at the end.

Suddenly, the old man who was standing quietly in front of him turned around and laughed loudly, his laughter was shrill.

The tip of the broom that touched the ground was bent into an arc due to the force, and he kept repeating:

"It's you, it's you...it's...you".

The closely pressed eyelids were pushed apart by a pair of pitch-black eyeballs, revealing dark eyeballs without a trace of light rolling in the completely white eye sockets.

Qin Mo suddenly came to his senses and stepped back silently, his hands in his pockets silently holding the ball that Xiaoyue gave him.

You only have three chances.

He didn't know yet how powerful the thing Xiaoyue gave him was, but it should be enough to give him a chance to escape.