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The man with black glasses suppressed his laughter and told the story behind Stockholm.

“You blind bastard! You…you…” Li Cu kept saying “you” for a long time but couldn’t make any sense.

The man with black glasses and Niao Niao's hearty laughter in front of him made Li Cu, who was already angry, even more embarrassed. He kept a distance from the two of them to express his dissatisfaction.

As we go deeper, the smell of iron gradually disappears, replaced by the smell of rust.

To be more precise, it was more like the smell of blood. This smell became more obvious when we reached a manhole cover.

Lifting the manhole cover, the pungent smell became even stronger. Suppressing the nausea in her heart, Niao Niao was once again troubled by the difference between her five senses and those of ordinary people.

"Are you okay?" The man with black glasses took out a slice of lemon from his arms and quickly stuffed it into Niao's mask.

The fragrance had a hint of sourness, instantly covering up the smell of blood.

Niao Niao took a few deep breaths, then bent down and looked into the well.

Inside the well, there was nothing but endless darkness. But in Niao Niao's eyes, the decorations inside were clearly visible.

It seems to be... an office?

"Little guy, I'll give you a chance to show your ability." The man with black glasses took out a rope, his tone full of malicious intent.

"No. Master Hei is so powerful, you should be the one taking the lead."

The man with black glasses didn't bother to pay attention to his flattery. He reached out and pushed him directly into the darkness.

"You blind bastard, you're trying to trick me again!" Li Cu stood up with a grin. The man with black glasses reached out to pull him, but was slapped away by Li Cu.

The man with black glasses tactfully withdrew his hand and observed his surroundings while holding the light.

Judging from the layout of the room, it looks like an office from the 1980s or 1990s.

Everything on the table was covered with dust, and when people walked around, the dust flew up under the light.

"Nianyiao, what is this?" The egg in Li Cu's hand was black and transparent. Although the snake lying inside had its eyes closed, it gave people the feeling that it was still breathing.

The man with black glasses looked stern, snatched it and put it in his backpack.

"What are you doing, you blind bastard?"

"Little bastard, this is called a black-haired snake. It is even more terrifying than the snake cypress."

Li Cu touched his nose in disappointment, walked to the other side and started looking for treasure.

"Boy, can this be opened?"

"Is there any wire?" Li Cu's voice was 90% certain.

"So, you are a thief." After opening the cabinet, Li Cu looked at the man with black glasses proudly. The latter ignored his complacency and spoke lazily.

"You are the thief! This is a long story..."

"Niaoniao, there's a treasure!" Li Cu changed the subject and excitedly played with the gun in his hand. Before he could have enough fun, the man with black glasses took it away.

Li Cu wanted to fight back, but was kicked away by the man with black glasses.

"You know what? This is called fighting and eliminating at the same time."

"Fighting and fighting at the same time? You are awesome. I won't bother with a blind man."

Feeling the pressure on his head, Li Cu immediately said in a flattering manner: "Hei Ye, what are you doing?"

"I told Wuxie before that he wanted to make the weapon a part of his body. So, whether he was peeling an apple or doing something else, he used that knife."

"So, it was you who gave him that knife?" Li Cu thought of the wound on his back and wanted to punch him twice.

"Remember this for future use." The man with black glasses turned his wrist and pointed the gun handle at Li Cu.

"So, Master Hei was teaching me how to use a gun."

"You wish." The man with black glasses put away his gun with a sly smile and walked forward with big strides.

Li Cu behind him rolled his eyes and angrily performed military boxing moves on the spot.

"What is this?" In the next room, Li Cu asked while holding an unknown box.

The man with black glasses had to admit that although Li Cu looked stupid, he was really lucky.

"Bostan recorder, for spies only."

"You're great. You know all this." Li Cu looked at him with appreciation.

As Niao Niao looked at the way he was addicted to fooling children, she couldn't bear to watch and said, "No wonder people say you look like Wuxie, your innocence is exactly the same as his."

"You too, you are so grown up, but you still act like a child."

"Young man, 28." The talkative man with black glasses held the recorder and said seriously the next second: "I just don't know if it can still be used after so much time has passed."

As for these things, they are not his concern. He can't let people outside be so leisurely.

"Is there anyone else who wants to listen to the opera?" Niao Niao naturally understood why only Wuxie and him came to Gutongjing this time.

Her problem is not just about caring about the opera industry, but about caring about fat people and little flowers.

I have been in this world for so long, but I have not heard any news about them.

"They are living a comfortable life. But you, don't worry so much."

The man with black glasses took the light and turned around to shine it on Niao Niao who was standing there.

"When we get out, I want to listen to Xiaohua singing while eating. It would be best if Fatty could also have a role."

"Okay, Wuxie and I will dress up as well then." The man with black glasses agreed on behalf of Xiaohua with a smile.

Li Cu had no way of interrupting them about who and what they were talking about. He could only hold the light tightly and pretend not to care.

"Do you feel that it's getting colder?" The further in, the lower the temperature. Li Cu rubbed his arms and slowed down his pace cautiously.

"Small body grid to be trained."

Provoked by the man with black glasses, Li Cu was not convinced and strode forward with his head held high.

"This seems to be a theater." Niao Niao walked around the fallen chair and went to the center of the stage.

The empty room was filled with chairs, and the chairs seemed to be full of people. Due to its age, the whole room was covered with cobwebs.

"It's really cold. Do you have a fire? Let's burn this curtain."

Li Cu's lips turned white from the cold. The man with black glasses no longer wanted to tease him and took out a lighter from his pocket and handed it to him.

After making a fire, Li Cu finally felt alive.

Beside the fire, Niao Niao felt the looming chill and looked down at her hands in confusion.

In the light of the fire, things around became clear.

Li Cu then realized that there were people sitting on the chairs below the stage, but they were all tilting their heads, looking lifeless.

Li Cu was startled at first, but seeing that they were just sitting there quietly and seemed to be in no danger, he walked off the stage without worry and went to look for something that could burn.

The light from the electric lamp seemed insignificant in the firelight, but Li Cu still held it tightly, as if it was his only sense of security.

When he saw the corpse below, Li Cu rubbed his eyes in disbelief and looked carefully. Wasn't that person the missing Wuxie?

He looked over again, but found that the person had disappeared, as if it was just an illusion.

Maybe he was too nervous, Li Cu shook his head and sat next to Niao Niao by the fire.

"Master Hei, Niao Niao, am I seeing things? The people below seem to be moving." Li Cu's voice trembled. He wanted to escape, but found that his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and he could not move at all.

The people below were like hibernating snakes, waking up when they encountered the high temperature.

Their pupils were filled with white, their limbs were twisted at abnormal angles, and they were moving towards the fire with their fangs and claws bared.

"Blind man, put out the fire."

Niao Niao ignored the burning sensation in her body, held the young master, flew down, kicked a snake man away, and landed steadily among the snake men.

But the fire had spread to half of the house, and it was almost impossible to put it out.

Those snake people didn't seem to be afraid of swords and knives. They could still move even if their hands and feet were cut off. As the temperature rose, more and more snake people appeared, and Niao's figure was quickly annihilated by them.

"It's this again." Niao Niao picked out a black-haired snake from the snake man's body and finally understood why they could still move even though their hands and feet were broken.

"Niao Niao, there are too many snake people, let's retreat first." Wuxie nimbly passed through the snake people, took Niao Niao's hand and retreated to the right side of the stage.

The higher the temperature, the more flexible the snake people became. The whole room was filled with snake people, and it was difficult to get rid of them for a while.