Chapter 95 Stop

Somewhere in South Korea.

The sun's light shone on the earth, and a man pushed a wheelchair and walked slowly on the street, looking at the surrounding state.

"I don't know if it's my illusion, but the recent influx of refugees seems to have decreased."

An old man was sitting in a wheelchair. After hearing the man's words, the old man looked at the side with a muddy gaze, and there were several refugees sitting next to him.

In this case, the only one who can still go out in a silence is to investigate what is happening now.

"No." After looking around, he slowly said something.

When the man heard the old man's words, he looked at the old man in surprise. He didn't quite understand why the old man said that. It was obvious that all the situation around him had already shown signs of improvement.

Refugees no longer appear so frequently, and some vendors who want to make money have already appeared on the street.

"This is just an illusion. Do you remember what I said to you? Don't be blinded by what you see. Only on the day when the facts come, will you understand how terrible the truth you have never known is." Then when this sentence was said, he couldn't help coughing. He said he covered his mouth with a handkerchief, his eyes still looked around. The light flashing in his eyes, I don't know what it means.

The man nodded.

"Then where are we going now? If the number of refugees has not decreased, will it be unfaithful for us to come out rashly? Your body is still weak and is still recovering." From the man's words, it can be heard that the old man has recently suffered a serious illness and is recovering now.

The old man shook his head, pointing his dry hands in one direction.

The old man pointed to an alley without a man.

Although the man didn't know what the old man meant, he still obeyed the old man's words and pushed the old man towards the dark alley.

"This place is not a good place to go, are you sure you want to go?"

A figure walked out of the darkness.

It is Mo Ya who has been rushing to investigate the news these days.

The old man saw a smile flashing in Mo Ya's eyes.

"You are the one who follows me these two days, right?" It turned out that Mo Ya had been following the old man for several days. Since the accident, he has been by the old man and wanted to investigate the source of the old man.

Seeing that the old man had already expressed his purpose, Mo Ya stopped hiding it. After nodding generously, he came to the old man.

"I want to get the antidote."

Time goes back two days ago.

Yang Yu looked at the refugees on the street and suddenly snapped his fingers.

Han Fei, who was standing next to Yang Yu, looked at Yang Yu's actions strangely. He didn't know what Yang Yu wanted to do in this way?

As Yang Yu's actions were made, Mo Ya's figure appeared beside Yang Yu.

"What's the matter for me?"

"Go to the ancient house on the street and see an old man for me. That old man might be able to save their lives."

There is only one ancient house facing the street.

That is the haunted ancient house that has been causing trouble recently.

When Mo Ya heard Yang Yu's words, she glanced at Yang Yu with a strange look. In his memory, there was never anyone living in that ancient house. Why did Yang Yu ask him to inquire about the news?

And why would Yang Yu be so sure that an old man would live in that ancient house?

Before Mo Ya could ask a question, Han Fei had already expressed this question.

"I remember that ancient house was no longer living in a long time ago. When I went to clean up people recently, even if the refugees occupied other places, no one dared to build an ancient house."

Speaking of this, Han Fei suddenly paused.

He suddenly thought about a problem.

"Yes, even if the rest of the place is full, no one is willing to go to that ancient house. Why do these people understand Korea? Could it be because of the homework they did when they came, or is there something in the ancient house that makes it difficult for those refugees to get close to?" Yang Yu turned his head and looked at Han Fei, as if he knew everything in his eyes.

Han Fei, who was suddenly stunned by Yang Yu's questioning, subconsciously touched his nose.

"I have investigated the ancient house before, and there was indeed no one in it. Could it be that those people hid when I went to investigate?"

If this is true, who are the people living in the ancient house? What is their purpose? And with such a wealth, what is the secret of what kind of secrets will be in the ancient house.

Mo Ya did not fully hear the conversation between Yang Yu and Han Fei. When Yang Yu answered Han Fei, Mo Ya's figure had already disappeared.

Those who noticed this were the Mu Ghost who stood beside him silently. The Mu Ghost was like a transparent person. He stood there without making any sound. His eyes looked into the distance, as if he was thinking about something.

"Mo Ya has passed, and maybe the day after tomorrow will bring accurate news. Then I will know who lives in the ancient house and what is the purpose of that person. If you have time in the past two days, you can go to the ancient house again." Yang Yu left a sentence, turned around and returned to the upper floor.

In fact, Yang Yu's purpose of going downstairs was also very simple. He just wanted Han Fei to see the changes around him and the emergence of these refugees, which made the entire country look like.

If Han Fei cannot sort out his mood, it can only be Yang Yu who can help him sort it out, but Yang Yu cannot completely replace Han Fei. After all, this matter still depends on Han Fei himself, and Yang Yu will leave sooner or later.

After returning to the upper floor, Yang Yu met Zi Nu.

The purple girl just came down the stairs, and Yang Yu was about to go upstairs when the two passed by, and Yang Yu smelled a faint fragrance of flowers.

Turning his head to look at the purple girl.

"Did you wipe things today?" Hearing Yang Yu's voice, the purple girl subconsciously stopped, turned to look at Yang Yu, and shook her head in confusion.

Then Yang Yu heard Zi Nu say, "I didn't wipe things, you smelled the wrong thing, right?"

Could it be that it was his own illusion? Yang Yu withdrew his gaze and shook his head. However, the fragrance just now was indeed transmitted from Zi Nu. The Zi Nu refused to admit it, which was very strange.

And it's not just this thing.

Recently, Zi Nu seems to be investigating something, but Yang Yu has never seen the things he investigated, and some things have deviated from the initial goal.
Chapter completed!