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

Yanli is not in a hurry about the task.

she is waiting...

"Ding dong..."

At around 11 o'clock, the doorbell rang.

Yan Li stood up, opened the door without even looking, and then got out of the way.

A man and a woman came in carrying quilts and clothes and checked the master bedroom. The girl helped lay out the quilt, hung up the clothes, and took out the QR code.

Yanli scanned it.

The two of them exited the room and left with satisfaction after receiving the money. However, they left in a hurry. Neither the man nor the woman was in the mood to appreciate the beauty.

Going to a place where people had died late at night was always a bit psychologically disturbing, and the two of them had no unnecessary emotions at all.

Man, I was already amazed in the afternoon. Guests should have been allowed to take out quilts and clothes for drying.

But the guests gave too much...making the bed is nothing!

If there are any ghosts, please push them back first, and wait until they finish laying.

Yanli waited for the soft quilt and lay down on it with satisfaction, and his whole body sank into it.

Soon fell into a deep sleep.

But I didn't sleep for long before I was woken up by footsteps.

She closed her eyes and didn't want to open them. She didn't open her eyes until she walked to the bed.

There was nothing in front of him, but the footsteps were still there. He slowly walked out of the bedroom. It was obvious that there was a ghost in the room.

It's now 44:[-] in the morning.

Pretty good at choosing the time.

Yanli became interested, stepped on soft slippers, and followed without making a sound.

The footsteps appeared in the living room and became messy, like a dispute, and soon the footsteps disappeared.

In the darkness, there is nothing.

Yanli turned on the light, but there was still nothing. He was not sure whether he could see the ghost, but he could still see it, but there was no ghost...

She thought about dying and finding out what the footsteps were before she was pulled into hell.

(This is completely using death to prove one’s curiosity.)

Then there was no sound. Yanli returned to the room, yawned and continued to sleep.

The person who monitored her looked at her with doubts, as if she was sleepwalking. There was no reasonable explanation. The monitor already thought so.

Wen Jinmo, on his side, was deep in thought as he listened to the report from his subordinates.

"President...do you want..." The assistant gestured on his neck.

Wen Jinmo waved his finger lightly.

……

Yanli didn't know that Boss Ba wanted to mess with her. She was sitting in a crowd of people, with countless nut snacks placed in front of her, listening to the vivid stories of a group of people.

Of course, she bought these nut snacks, which made her more successful in getting inside.

"Every night there would be footsteps in the room. They would sneak around the bedroom and disappear in the living room. They only happened in recent times. They didn't happen before. Then many residents moved. Didn't you hear it last night?"

"I heard it, and I followed the footsteps to see what it was."

"You are so brave." The neighbor's surprise was beyond description.

"I'm not afraid of real ghosts... I'll beat them up if I catch them."

She's not afraid of anyone, she's afraid of nothing, the worst she can do is sit in a row together.

Life and death are bearish, if you don't agree, just do it.

She was not killed by a ghost and had the curiosity to achieve this death!

The premise is that the ghost... can kill her...

After all... none of the ghosts in hell are as powerful as her.

When she said this, the neighbor's fear seemed to be eliminated.

Although it feels like a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

"Should we go find a Taoist priest or something?" the neighbor gave me a suggestion.

"It's better not to. Doesn't that mean there is a ghost in the community?"

"What should I do with the two houses I demolished? I will lose money whether I sell them or not..."

"What are you talking about? There are no ghosts in our community. Someone must be pretending to be a ghost."

There are different opinions, one is tired of Li and eats melon...

Another day.

"Aren't you looking for a job?"

Suddenly the topic turned to him. Yanli put down the watermelon and said, "Let's take a look first."

"What is your education level? Do you want aunt to introduce you to a job? My nephew... By the way, my nephew is still single, but... you are just the right age, you can take care of your family, and you are good to your parents..." Auntie Balabala has a lot of things , introducing his nephew.

Yan Li did not refuse directly, but acted like a dramatist.

"I was in poor health before, my parents didn't let me study, and the medicine money was gone. Does your nephew have much money? I went to work because the medicine money was not enough..."

She started to talk nonsense to people. After speaking, she held her stomach and looked very uncomfortable. She took out a long sealed bottle, opened it, poured a pill and put it in her mouth.

"I'm going home to cook. My son and daughter-in-law will be back from get off work later..." The aunt immediately ran away.

After the aunt left, other people complained: "Xiao Li, don't listen to her. Her nephew is 1.6 meters tall and weighs 180 centimeters. He is almost a ball. He is still stingy. Mommy boy. By the way, are you not in good health? "

Yanli's expression recovered, he put the unlabeled mints in his bag, stood up and said goodbye: "It wasn't good before and has been cured, but... I don't know if it will relapse. You continue to eat and chat, I will go back to my hometown. "

This sentence is half true and half false. If you really die and try again, with this system, there is a high possibility of rebinding. If you don't bind, your body will become weak again, and you will never be able to get out of the death cycle of the bedroom door.

Going back to my hometown later is really nonsense.

Yanli left, leaving a group of people gossiping about her: After all, no one is perfect.

The sound of footsteps at night was meaningless to Yanli, who had sensitive hearing and night vision. His health was at nine o'clock the next morning.

He is a gossip and a procrastinator who doesn't do anything until the last moment.

Doing tasks on the verge of death.

The deep alleys are quiet at night, and the street lights cannot dispel all the darkness. However, outside is the night market, which is very lively, forming a sharp contrast.

In front of every house in the alley, there is a tacit agreement to leave a light.

Soon there was a sound of footsteps, and the footsteps were a little hasty.

It was a woman who had just gotten off work because she had to work overtime. She was wearing professional attire, holding her bag tightly and moving forward, looking a little panicked.

She is a tenant here because the rent here is cheap.

My home is very close to the street. I only need to walk through a deep alley to get there. The old community where I rent a house is quite lively.

She felt like someone was looking at her. She glanced around as she walked, but she didn't see anyone. She suspected that she was too nervous and felt wrong.

Yanli, dressed all in black, leaned against the wall, completely hidden in the darkness.

There was a tail following behind the woman passing by. Although it was her mission, she did not step forward, but backed away. Without making a sound, she turned to a blind corner and moved several positions into deeper and more remote alleys.

Yanli is a little troubled. Someone is delaying her task. What should she do?

Several figures were chasing after him from all sides, their eyes following the corner where the long hair flashed.

But when several people met, they didn't find the target.

They lost track.

"Ah..." A painful scream sounded.

Several people looked at each other and quickly ran in the direction of the screams.

When they arrived, a man was lying on the ground with his pants half hanging on his thighs and smelling of alcohol all over his body.

His head was severely stamped on the ground, and he seemed to have been severely beaten. He lay on the ground unable to struggle.

In the other corner, a woman was curled up helplessly, her face pale by the edge of the weak street lamp.

Because I saw a few men suddenly appear, blocking the only way out of the dead end alley.

There are helpers!

The woman's whole body began to tremble with fear.

Without saying a word, a few people directly drew out a sharp blade and pointed at the person whose back was turned to them.

The cold light on the knife frightened the woman to the extreme, but she still warned: "Be careful!"

Yan Li directly kicked the opponent with all his strength, and the kick hit the back of the knife.

Perhaps out of expectation, the knife in the big man's hand simply slipped out of his hands and flew out.

It fell to the ground with a "clang" sound.

The big man didn't seem to expect that the opponent seemed to have eyes behind his back, but he quickly reacted and stepped back to make room for his companions to attack.

When he looked at the woman who was looking back against the backlight, he met her eyes as she turned back. Her eyes made him tremble, and there was a frightening aura about him that made him slow to react.

The drunk man on the ground felt cold, and was dazzled by the reflection on the knife. He was mostly sober, but now he was completely awake, crawling and squatting in the corner.

Men and women stood on the left and right, leaning against the wall two meters apart, trying to reduce their presence.

This was the first time they had seen such a battle, and the bloody scene was very much like a gang fight in a movie.

Yan Li ignored the man who crawled away, and without any nonsense, he went straight towards the people who were chasing him.

Shuttle between several people.

The body is very light, and her reaction speed is extremely fast at this time, close to the extreme of human beings.

He kicked a big man to get up and then kicked him over until they could no longer get up.