The boy left the basket with the remaining two breads and chicken legs for Mo Chen, and left first.

Mo Chen looked at the bread in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then took a big gulp.

Mo Chen thought, as the saying goes, it is better to die than to live, besides, now that he is a prisoner and is at the disposal of others, if they want to kill him, there is no need for a child to poison him.

With a full stomach and a little warmer in his body, Mo Chen glanced around, and there were some weeds on the ground in the cage to keep him warm, and there was nothing else that could keep him warm.

As far as the eye could see, there was only a brazier for lighting on the wall outside the cage, which was the only thing to heat the whole room.

Although the current environment is poor, compared to the wind and snow outside, which has not weakened the posture at all, this is already a good "safe haven".

After eating, Mo Chen found half a bucket of clean water in the wooden barrel next to the wall.

The water in the cold room was cold at the entrance, and Mo Chen, who was excited, couldn't help but feel excited.

When the catering problem was solved, Mo Chen nested in the weeds and tried to use the ability of the Divine Descent.

He had just concentrated and wanted to release the black silk when he activated the power, as if he was suddenly sucked away by something.

Mo Chen lifted the chain between his feet, thinking to himself, the boy really didn't lie to him.

With this iron chain, no matter how many times Mo Chen experimented, the final result was the same, and the power was sucked away.

In desperation, Mo Chen had no choice but to put his last expectations on Zeus.

Mo Chen sat upright on the ground, closed his eyes, concentrated, and contacted Zeus with his telekinesis.

"I'm in a bit of trouble." Mo Chen thought of Zeus.

For a long time, Zeus did not respond to Mo Chen, causing Mo Chen to think that the connection between him and Zeus was also cut off by this iron chain.

However, fortunately, later, Zeus finally responded to Mo Chen, but his voice sounded also weak, and it seemed that he was persecuted by chains more than Mo Chen.

Compared with his own deep predicament, what made Mo Chen even more worried was that Zeus couldn't explain what was going on with the bearded man and other strange villagers.

However, judging from the suppression of Mo Chen's ability by this iron chain, these guys must know quite well about the gods of Olympus.

Because of the iron chain, Zeus became very weak, and in order to preserve his strength, he had no choice but to temporarily cut off contact with Mo Chen.

Mo Chen can only make his own decisions about everything, and Zeus can't help him unless he has to.

Even Zeus no longer paid attention to himself, and really let Mo Chen deeply experience the feeling of loneliness.

So, Mo Chen had to wait boredly for the night to come, and wait for the boy to come to him again.

There were countless mysteries in Mo Chen's heart, and he still couldn't figure out why the bearded man and the others framed a few of them so much.

There is also that Uncle Regis, when Mo Chen was sure to save him, he didn't seem to be in danger of life except for some cold.

If he is really dead now, there is only one possibility that Mo Chen can think of, that is, among the few people who brought Rigi back to the house, someone poisoned Riggi.

As for the bearded man who framed himself, he claimed that it was Regis himself who said it, and he was poisoned by Mo Chen and others, so naturally he couldn't lie anymore.

Thinking of the boy who brought him food, Mo Chen had a hunch that in this inconspicuous escapist village, there might be even more incredible stories waiting for him to explore.

Now, Mo Chen is even more worried about Fan Tong's safety, and he doesn't know if Lin Xiao, who is in a coma, has woken up. As for Fan Tong, Mo Chen is not particularly worried, although the girl has a flawed personality, she is not a brainless person. In addition, there is a big fly who is obedient to her and protects her at all times, which is not so dangerous after all.

Since the little boy left, no one has ever appeared in front of Mo Chen again, and in the time of boredom, Mo Chen also climbed the wall and looked out through the high air window.

The heavy snow still hadn't weakened, but the sky had already darkened, and there was no clock, so it was difficult for Mo Chen to confirm what time it was.

In the time that followed, Mo Chen thought about these things repeatedly that made him annoyed but couldn't figure it out. It's not that he's stubborn, it's that he has nothing to do, the power of the godborn is limited, and he is shackled, and his movement is extremely inconvenient.

As a result, crankiness became his only excellent choice to pass the time.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Chen only felt that the light in the room was getting dimmer and dimmer. He glanced at the brazier illuminated on the wall, the light of which was fading less, as if the oil inside was about to burn out.

In such a dim light, Mo Chen became more and more sleepy, and when his eyes were about to close tiredly, the door outside suddenly creaked, and a cold wind poured in.

Mo Chen came to his senses, and then looked over, and the person who came was the little boy who brought him bread in the evening.

The boy came this time, carrying a jar in his hand, and he walked into the house without going straight to Mo Chen.

The boy led the door, walked under the brazier by the wall, and on tiptoe, took the brazier off.

Although he had his back to Mo Chen, it was not difficult to see from his lifting of the jar and his subsequent actions that he was adding lamp oil to the brazier.

The boy didn't speak, so Mo Chen didn't speak first, so as not to have ears on the wall.

The boy did not hurry to add oil, then turned back to the door, and put his ear to the door. The boy listened quietly, then gently pushed open a crack in the door, observed the situation outside, and when he closed the door again, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The boy walked towards Mo Chen and said, "It seems that they don't care too much about you. ”

Mo Chen smiled perfunctorily and said, "That's really a pity!" ”

The boy came to Mo Chen's cage, reached into the cage, grabbed a handful of weeds, and sat down on the ground.

The boy beckoned to Mo Chen and said, "Aren't you leaning over?" I'm afraid I'll ...... if I talk too loudly," the boy gestured outside.

Mo Chen smiled faintly, symbolically moved closer to the cage, and raised his hand to signal that the boy could start talking about what he had to say.

The boy's expression became very serious, and he said straight to the point, "Actually, I took the initiative to come to you for Uncle Regis."

I was an orphan, when I was very young, my parents died of illness, and it was Uncle Regis who was kind enough to adopt me.

Although the conditions in Uncle St. Regis's house are not very good, he tries his best to give me the best. Even if he only had a little food, he could eat it with me first, and he would rather go hungry himself.

To put it simply, he treats me even more than his own child, and now that he has suffered misfortune, you say, I can stay out of it, and leave him alone. As he spoke, the boy burst into tears.

Mo Chen could see that the boy's feelings for Rigi were real, the boy was crying sadly, Mo Chen touched his body, but unfortunately his pocket was empty, there was no tissue and no handkerchief.

Mo Chen had no choice but to comfort the boy and said, "Just like you said, Uncle Rigi is so precious to you, he must not want to see you so sad now." ”

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