I just want to stay at home in peace

Chapter 19 Do you want to silence?
"Hold on, wake up, you have to go somewhere else, don't kill my family!"

Mo Yun looked at the guy in black and a black mask on the ground, and he couldn't get angry.

"This guy is about to die, why did he come to my house if he has nothing to do?"

"Black clothes, black pants, and a mask, you don't look like a good person at first glance."

"Why don't you make up a knife and throw it out?"

As if hearing Mo Yun's words, the man in black lying on the ground trembled.

"Hehe, so you're not dead yet?" Mo Yun rolled his eyes: "Get up quickly if you're not dead, you bastard, you've soiled the floor of my house, if you don't get up again, I'll throw you out!"

Looking at the blood-stained floor, Mo Yun felt a little distressed.

Damn it, the floor was only mopped last month!

However, the man in black trembled for a while, and then stopped moving, as if he had died.

Mo Yun frowned, and used his mental strength to find out.

"Although the breath is very weak, but there is still a breath, and I won't die for a while."

"hiss--"

Sensing the injury on the man in black, Mo Yun gasped.

"Half of the bones in the whole body are broken, all internal organs are displaced, 38 kinds of poisons are in the body, more than half of the meridians are broken..."

"Have you survived such a serious injury?"

"Is this all due to willpower?"

"Who is this guy?"

Mo Yun frowned, thought for a moment, and finally made a decision.

"Forget it, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll help you out. Whether you can live or not depends on your own destiny."

Thinking of this, Mo Yun rummaged through the box to find some pills.

This elixir is a healing elixir he bought when he was on a mission before. Since the awakening of the dead house system, this thing has been thrown in the corner. After such a long time, it is almost expired and moldy.

Well now, before it expires and moldy, it can finally come in handy.

A few pills, although it didn't have a substantial effect on the man in black's injury, at least it could stop the bleeding or something.

After clapping his hands, Mo Yun stood up, ignored the man in black, picked up his phone and ordered a takeaway.

Four and ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Mo Yun, your takeaway has arrived, please come out and get it."

Mo Yun felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.

That's right, it's the delivery guy from yesterday.

"What a coincidence?" Mo Yun was stunned for a moment, but he didn't think much about it, and said casually, "Let's put it outside the door. I'll go out and get it later."

"Okay, then remember to take it in time, or it will be cold in a while." The delivery boy reminded.

"Okay, thank you." Mo Yun replied while playing the game.

At this time, the takeaway boy still didn't leave, hesitantly said: "Mr. Mo Yun, is there any rubbish you want me to take down today?"

"I don't need it today, I'm going to go for a walk after dinner," Mo Yun said.

"Okay, okay, then I'll go first, Mr. Mo Yun remember to give a good review, so I won't bother you."

"Okay." Mo Yun frowned, a little surprised, is the current delivery boy working so hard for the praise?
A few minutes later, after Mo Yun finished playing the game, he opened the door and brought in the takeaway that was hanging on the handle.

Glancing at the man in black who was still lying motionless on the ground, Mo Yun couldn't help being stunned.

By this time, the injury on the man in black had stopped deteriorating, had stabilized, and was recovering at a slow speed.

With this speed of recovery, another three or four days, maybe this guy will be able to wake up.

"Tsk tsk, there is something. This person seems to have a special physique. Can this kind of injury be healed by itself?"

Not caring about the man in black anymore, Mo Yun opened the takeaway, finished the meal in a hurry, took out a bottle of Sprite from the refrigerator, and drank to his heart's content.

The reason why there is no Coke in the refrigerator is because a bottle of dichlorvos was mixed in a box of Coke he bought online a year ago, and he almost drank to death that time.

Of course, Mo Yun also knew that the system had messed it up, otherwise, with his cultivation, it would be impossible for him to be unable to distinguish Coke from Dichlorvos.

Moreover, even if he really drank dichlorvos, with his cultivation base in the middle of the third rank at that time, it would be the same as drinking mineral water, how could he be poisoned?
However, that time, Mo Yun's stomach hurt so badly that he rolled on the ground all day.

Needless to say, Mo Yun knew that this was the masterpiece of the system.

Just because he didn't stay at home, he was tortured by the system like this!

Of course, this kind of problem will not happen anymore when buying Coke now, but anyway, Mo Yun has a shadow on Coke, and he will never drink Coke again if he is killed.

After eating and clearing up the trash, Mo Yun planned to go out for a while.

Today's two hours of activity time has not been used, so it cannot be wasted.

When going out, Mo Yun glanced at the man in black lying on the ground, couldn't help but pause, and then turned back.

He took a black cloak from the closet, matched it with a black baseball cap, and finally found a black mask, then Mo Yun opened the door and walked out.

After throwing away the trash, Mo Yun pressed down on the brim of his hat and walked towards the principal's office of Jiangnan Wuda University.

If there is anyone nearby whose cultivation base is above the sixth rank, then Tang Xiao, the principal of Jiangnan Martial Arts University, is none other than Tang Xiao.

A year ago, Mo Yun met Tang Xiao once, and obtained the privilege of living outside without having to attend classes or practice.

The price was that he was beaten up and lay in bed for three days and three nights.

"Old man Tang, I'm just here for experience, so just feel wronged."

Mo Yun leisurely walked on the streets of Wuhan University in the south of the Yangtze River, looking at every scene seriously.

Although it has been a year since he entered the school, for Mo Yun, Jiangnan Wuhan University, he has only been to the gymnasium and the principal's office once so far.

Although it was eight or nine o'clock in the evening, the most active time for young people, but as one of the eight famous schools, Jiangnan Wuhan University, Mo Yun walked on the road, but did not see many pedestrians.

Mo Yun knew that they were either busy with academic research or staying in the training room to practice martial arts. Everyone was working hard.

Of course, there will also be people on the sidelines of the track and field, in the grove, downstairs in the girls' dormitory, showing off their affection, and staging a scene of life and death.

A gust of cool wind hit, Mo Yun wrapped his cloak tightly and quickened his pace.

Twenty minutes later, Mo Yun came to the door of the principal's office, tugged on his mask, and knocked on the door.

"咚咚-"

For a long time no one responded.

"咚咚-"

Still no response.

"What's going on?" Mo Yun frowned.

"Could it be that old man Tang is off work?"

"No way, it's less than nine o'clock and you get off work?"

"Isn't that too unprofessional?"

"As the principal, shouldn't you work overtime every day until late at night?"

"Damn, it looks like it came for nothing."

Mo Yun cursed and cursed, since the other party was gone, he had no choice but to go back first.

"Hey, Mo Yun!" At this moment, a surprised voice sounded from behind Mo Yun.

Mo Yun turned around and saw He Wuwu, an acquaintance holding a document in his hand.

"You recognize me?" Mo Yun pointed to his black cloak and then to his black mask.

"Nonsense." He Wuyi rolled his eyes.

Mo Yun frowned, and looked at He Wuxin seriously.

Or, kill yourself for fun?

(End of this chapter)