Intellectual retardation system: Even ancestors are afraid of crazy criticizers and gossip lovers

Yanli wanted to see the ghost sunbathing, but when he saw the ghost, he refused to go and kept chirping for a long time.

She said disgustedly: "You stretched out a finger, and you didn't let the front and back sides be fully dried. You thought it was a fried fish, and it was going to be browned on both sides!"

After playing for a while, I reluctantly walked to the edge of the sun, stretched out my fingers, and stretched my fingers into the sunshine bit by bit.

Yanli just looked at it like this, only to see smoke coming from the other person's fingertips, and he suddenly retracted it.

"Don't cover it, let me take a look."

Xiaowan reluctantly stretched out his charred fingertips, and Yanli pinched it with his soul fingertips, pinching off a layer of gray substance at the bottom of the pot.

Before further study, Xiaowan's hand recovered and the ash on the bottom of the pot disappeared.

Yanli raised his head and looked at him with one thought: I'm not going to die, let's do it again.

Xiaowan shook his head desperately and said, "It hurts."

Yan Li had a look of disgust on her face, thinking that when she was tortured in hell and sliced ​​into pieces, she could still stand despite the pain, and listened with relish to other ghosts' confessions.

Thinking like this, she let her soul bask in the sun without any change or feeling, so the two of them are not the same species, and ghosts are still divided into categories.

What a great day to meet new species.

Tool Ghost didn't want to go out, and Yanli didn't persuade her to go out, so she went out to look for food on her own.

Yanli: Let me take a look at the price of goods in a hundred years. A bun will cost ten yuan, a pack of instant noodles will cost ten yuan, and a bottle of water will cost five yuan. They are quite reasonable.

But with only 1000 yuan, she could only eat three dishes and one soup.

I have to start working the day after tomorrow. It is really difficult for the people at the bottom. They are retribution for their lavish spending. In this new century, they have not yet found a way to make money.

However, living a tight life is also a life experience...no, it is a spiritual experience.

Yan Li went home carrying several large bags of instant noodles. She didn't have any money. She just wanted to try the instant noodles a hundred years from now to see if they tasted like technology.

Xiaowan disagreed and said: "Boss, shouldn't you drink porridge so early in the morning?"

Yan Li looked at the packaging bag and said, "Hot pot flavored instant noodles, I haven't tried them before, give it a try."

Xiao Wan looked at the steaming bowl of noodles without feeling a little bit greedy. Because he didn't feel hungry, he opened his mouth and persuaded: "Boss, it's not good to eat hot pot instant noodles so early in the morning."

Yan Li retorted: "You don't understand this. I can eat hot pot in the morning, which proves that I have a good stomach. I can drink lava even if my stomach is good."

"You are the boss, you have the final say." Xiaowan couldn't refute.

Yan Li suddenly asked: "How many days have you been dead?"

"Today is the sixth day." Xiaowan didn't hide anything.

Yanli understood and sighed: "You haven't passed the first seven, no wonder you haven't mutated."

"What are the first seven?"

"Seven days before becoming a ghost."

"What happens after the first seven days?"

Yanli said quietly: "After the first seven..."

Xiaowan pricked up his ears.

"After the first seven days...of course it's the first eight days. After the first eight days, it's a dead end."

"..." Xiaowan was speechless. For some reason, he felt that the boss was talking nonsense.

Yanli poured the instant noodle soup and threw away the instant noodle box, then walked around the gadget a few times, studying it from top to bottom.

"Is this what you were wearing when you died?"

Xiaowan shrank his neck and nodded obediently.

Yan Li murmured to himself: "It's really strange, why are you wearing clothes?"

Xiaowan felt that his ghost body was not safe, so he couldn't help hugging himself tightly, as if he didn't want to lose his virginity.

Yan Li ignored him and began to study himself, staring at his physical body and looking at his soul for the first time.

She was also wearing clothes, but the clothes were wrong. Not to mention other times, when she finally died, she was not wearing this one. She had never worn this white outfit before. Could it be the outfit she wore before time travel?

Yan Li was studying herself, and she remembered the story of the Conferred God List. No matter what you look like when you become a god, you will always remain that way after becoming a god.

Xiaowan looked at the scene of the ghost and the person looking at each other and felt weird. It would be okay if there were two people, but it was so weird to see it by himself!

Especially when ghosts look at ghosts, they almost look like entities. A ghost peeks out of the body. This is no different from conjoined twins.

He couldn't see what the boss looked like now, it was just as weird as his mutated peers.

"Boss, you are so powerful, can you attack a living person with your soul?"

Xiaowan's words reminded Yan Li that after he woke up, he used his soul to scare ghosts and didn't use his soul to do anything else.

No... I also did one thing, I protected my body. I was able to protect my body, but somehow it wasn't the same as before.

Yanli's soul body turned back and looked at the quilt on the table, stretched out an almost physical hand and grasped the quilt.

The physical feeling of the cup she picked up made her understand that she could now slap others in the mouth without others noticing.

Putting down the cup, her soul body looked towards the floor and successfully penetrated it. Like a peeping tom, she did not get up and reached out to pick up the cup and penetrated the ceiling. Yanli sat up.

When you impress yourself, you feel more advanced.

Xiaowan looked at the boss's movements and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to grab it, and then grabbed it all.

嘘嘘嘤...sad, uncomfortable, dark, twisted, crawling, twitching...

"Snapped……"

Xiaowan covered his face and looked pitifully at the person opposite.

"I'm sorry, I sometimes lose control of my hands." Yanli's slap pulled the other person back from the distortion, and he apologized without any sincerity.

Xiaowan: You are the boss, whatever you say will be what you say.

Yanli took back his hand and threatened: "Be a happy little devil. Next time you don't have a 'formal' form, go and keep company with those twisted people of your kind!"

Xiaowan thought of the mutant kind that had disappeared, and shook his head crazily, until his head turned into a rattle, and then he behaved very well, not allowing himself to think wildly.

Yanli continued to study himself. As a human being, you should live a clear life, understand yourself first, and then mess with others.

The sun begins to set, and the world becomes darker. With colorful lights, the ordinary world becomes dreamy.

Yan Li stood up, opened the door and said, "Let's go."

This time, Xiaowanpidiandian followed.

Yanli put on her black clothes again and put on a black hood that covered half of her face, looking like a night wandering god again.It's the white outline of her clothes that prevents her from blending into the darkness.

Black and white are the mainstream colors now, and glowing clothes are popular. If you want to do something bad, you need to remove the light strip. But if you remove it, you will be the brightest, clearly showing that you want to do something bad.

To avoid trouble, she bought a baseball bat and wandered around like a second-rate guy with it on her shoulder.

Not far ahead, Xiao Wan was wandering around, holding on to the idea that a dead Taoist friend would never die a poor Taoist. He used the fastest way to distinguish the same kind, and greeted people: Yo~ I can see you.

Then the same kind went from being motionless like fools to suddenly starting to mutate, and were solved by the boss who was passing by.

The city is very big, and it is enough to progress the mission of Yanli, especially the hospital. The more people die, the more souls there are, and there are them in every corner.

They begin to mutate as close as one meter away. There are ghosts that have just died and seem to be still sane, but from a distance they begin to twist and charge towards people.

Just like the ghost scene.

It was a pity that when I met Yan Li, I was saved by them on the spot.

The longer he wandered, Xiaowan discovered that he was a person full of positive energy. He saw with his own eyes that people started to become dark and twisted when they just lost their temper and heard the words of their relatives.

"Gamers, game souls, and those who play games are all Lotte people..."

"Are you happy? Hey... I'm very happy..."

Yanli just watched the other person singing silently, watching the other person adjust himself. It was really boring. As people came and went, she spoke with her soul: "Let me sing to you."

Xiaowan stopped singing, nodded and said: "Okay, okay, okay..."

Then he was brainwashed, and the song Tears Behind Bars was in his head.