Doomsday survival system

"It's him, Ye Sheng, who killed my youngest son Zhao Ling!"

Aunt Zhao pointed at Ye Sheng with her hand, as if she wanted to pierce someone's eyeballs, her narrow triangular eyes were narrowed, shooting out a sharp light.When the onlookers saw it, they would not doubt that Third Aunt Zhao really hated Ye Sheng to death.

Could it be that Ye Sheng really killed his youngest son?

Many people onlookers thought so, and looked at Ye Sheng with a questioning meaning, and some people asked directly.

"You really killed my aunt's son? How dare you kill someone in the town."

This is quite sensible, and even those people who are brainless and easy to be incited to listen to one side, have already blushed after hearing these words, as if it was his son who died.

"Bah! Scum! Why don't you die! Kill teenage children! It's not a thing!"

There were also people who wanted to speak for Ye Sheng, for example, Passerby A who stood beside Ye Sheng at the beginning, "Hey, why is your mouth so dirty, anyway, it's not too late to listen to Ye Sheng's words."

Some of the crowd nodded in agreement, but they were soon suppressed by louder voices, scolding Ye Sheng, and even those who had just spoken.There were scolding everywhere, and many people were red-faced. The atmosphere was so hot that it seemed that adding another fire could directly burn it up.

And many of those people brought by Zhao Laosan's family are already ready to move.

Ye Sheng knew that he couldn't wait any longer.

So he took two steps back to attract everyone's attention, supported the boulder with one hand, and covered his face with the other, imitating the coughing sounds he made when he was ill.He has been sick and weak for more than a year, and he is already too familiar with this state. At this time, he imitates more like a patient than when he was sick, and anyone can see his weakness.

This move of his made the crowd gradually calm down.

"Ahem, Third Aunt Zhao is joking, I am so ill, how can I kill a 14-year-old boy?"

Third Aunt Zhao stared with triangular eyes, unwilling to let go, "Hmph! Who knew you were really sick and pretending to be sick!"

Ye Sheng interrupted Third Aunt Zhao at the right time, "My illness was diagnosed by the old doctor himself. The old doctor asserted that I would not live to be 18 years old. I am 17 years old this year. And how have I been this year? If you ask around, you will know, I don’t need to lie about this.”

This is deliberate selling.

Although his illness has been cured by the system now, these words are also true.

He said this just to gain everyone's attention and thinking.Let everyone see the strangeness in this, and make it difficult for the people of the Zhao family to take him away and deal with it at will.

You know, in Long Town, as long as things happen for a reason, as long as you have power, revenge and murder as long as it makes sense, no one will care.

Although Zhao Ling was not killed by him, even though he didn't know Zhao Ling at all, the Zhao family insisted on dragging him to be a scapegoat, pouring dirty water on his head, inciting everyone, and making the people in the town think that he really did kill someone. hateful.In this way, no one will control what the Zhao family does to him.

No matter what wishful thinking the Zhao family was planning, it would be bad luck for Pengci to meet Ye Sheng.

Some of the onlookers recognized Ye Sheng, some still had an impression of the old doctor's diagnosis, and even one of Ye Sheng's neighbors said.

"Ye Sheng is right. I live close to Ye Sheng's family. I was there when the old doctor diagnosed him. He said that he would not live long. It is true that he did not go out this year. He was sick and sick several times. He fainted outside the door, and I sent him back several times."

"That's right, I've encountered it a few times..."

"I've heard that too..."

In this way, the wind direction gradually became favorable to Ye Sheng.

Aunt Zhao seemed a little flustered, but she glanced at the crowd behind her, and quickly said confidently.

"I don't care. Someone saw him and my son go into the woods the day before yesterday. Now he is standing here, but my poor son... He must have killed my son!"