After raising a cub, I won by doing nothing

Chapter 875 It seems like something is following us all the time
"Who is it?" Mu Xiaoqi asked with deep vigilance in his eyes.

"Third brother, what's wrong?" Mu Xiaomin asked in confusion.

At this time, they had already climbed up the stairs to the second floor. What they saw was a pitch-black darkness. Waves of coldness seemed to be lingering at people's feet, causing the three kids to stick closer to each other.

"Brother, I feel like something has been following us." Mu Xiaoqi carefully felt the breath behind him, raised his hand in confusion, and scratched his head, "But, it seems that the breath has disappeared again..."

"Brother, my third brother and I always feel like someone is following us. I don't know if I'm overthinking it." Mu Xiaoye Jin said immediately.

"I felt it too. But don't be anxious. Let's take it one step at a time. Let's go and see who is on the second floor first." After saying that, Mu Xiaomin took out a night-shining pearl from his arms to illuminate the room.

The floor was made of wood and looked quite old. When the kids stepped on it, the floor seemed unable to bear the weight and made a creaking sound, which made the three kids more careful.

The three boys followed the sound and came to a room, and the slapping sounds came from here.

After opening the door, the three boys cautiously looked into the room through the crack in the door.

As a result, I saw an extremely strange scene.

The weak moonlight shone into the room through the window paper. In a small corner of the room, a little boy in school uniform was squatting and curled up in the corner, his back facing outwards, covered in blood. At this time, a man was holding a thorny vine and rushing hard at the boy's back.

Blood and flesh splattered one after another, and the little boy was not sure if he was dead or not. He was motionless, not crying or making a fuss. However, the most bizarre thing was the man, no, it should be said that he was a male ghost!

The male ghost was at least three or four meters tall, with a sturdy figure like a small mountain. Because the room was too small, he could not stretch his body and could only hunch his waist. However, this still could not change his hideous appearance. His head was covered with a sack, which was full of nails and still oozing blood. His body was covered with scars of varying sizes. At this moment, he let out an angry roar, shaking the entire building slightly.

"Rebellious son, rebellious son! I will beat you to death, I want your life!" After saying that, the vine in the male ghost's hand suddenly turned into a wooden stick as thick as an adult man's arm, and smashed it towards the head of the little boy who was huddled in the corner.

With this blow, the little boy will definitely die!
"Don't stop!" The three little guys shouted angrily at the male ghost. The male ghost turned his head and gave the three little guys a cold look.

Because of the sack, the three kids couldn't see the ghost's face. They just watched blood flow out of his eyes, quickly staining the sack on his face red. His screams were even more piercing, "Don't bother me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the male ghost angrily threw the stick in his hand towards the three little guys.

Seeing such a horrifying scene, if it were an ordinary child, he would have been scared to scream.

But the three little guys looked normal. Mu Xiaomin stepped forward, protecting his two younger brothers behind him. He raised his hand and waved it. A stream of spiritual power shot out like a long sword and hit the wooden stick. "Break!"

(End of this chapter)