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

When Ren Xing was ready, the live broadcast room started urging.

"Anchor on..."

"Anchor, the paper money is ready, ready to lose money and avoid disaster at any time!"

"You know how to avoid disasters if you are ruined."

In everyone's opinion, the last one is the scariest.

If he didn't know the truth, Ren Xing would think so too, so... He slowly approached and saw a hand resting on the edge of the coffin. He only felt that the fingers were tender and white, and he heard that she was a very beautiful girl.

Perhaps because he was looking at his hands too carefully, the person in the coffin sat up straight at [-] degrees, which still shocked him.

Then he regained his composure, but for some reason, his hair stood on end.

Just when I was about to say this in the live broadcast room, I felt something was wrong and I felt a little panicked for some reason.

"What's going on? With such a simple movement, why am I so smart!"

"Me too……"

At this time, Ren Xing stared at the coffin, and the slowly turning head felt very square to him. He didn't know why.

Although the other party only turned a little and didn't turn sideways, he felt that the person inside the coffin could suddenly perform a 180-degree neck movement.

He felt that he might have felt wrong, maybe because his hair was too long and blocked his face, and the environment was a bit weird.

The live broadcast room is very lively.

"She turned her face, turned her face... I don't know why, but I think she can take off her head!"

"I think she can snap her neck..."

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...where is the wind coming from!”

The barrage instantly went blank.

Ren Xing watched as his face was suddenly blown up by the wind, and when he looked into those eyes, his scalp suddenly exploded.

He seemed to see a hellish scene. His whole body was cold and he could not move. There seemed to be countless ghosts around the coffin.

Until the person in the coffin turned his head back and lay down again.

It's like I was disturbed just now and now I fell asleep again.

Ren Xing finally regained control of his body, screamed strangely, and ran out, not even having time to pick up his phone when he dropped it.

Song Hao gasped for air. He was watching the surveillance. He didn't expect it to be so terrifying.

But his heart just raced.

But the anchor was not doing well. He was sitting among a group of people holding a cup of hot water, his hands shaking desperately...

What's even worse is the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Ah, anchor, you left us behind, come back quickly..."

"Help, it's so scary. Why is it so scary just thinking about it?"

"Obviously he doesn't look scary, but why do I feel like my scalp is exploding?"

"What? It's a bit cold. It's time to put on more clothes. I looked at my hands to see what happened. My hands are so beautiful..."

"..."

Those who looked at the eyes were all affected. Others did not look at the eyes. When looking at the picture, they only felt cold and frightened.

Anyone who saw the eyes was horribly frightened. The gaze of a powerful soul struck directly at the soul with similar coercion.

A threat from the soul, paired with a gloomy expression.

Yanli didn't dare to be too aggressive, for fear of scaring the little souls to death, but it seemed like it was too much.

A voice came from the live broadcast.

The person in the live broadcast room held his breath for a moment, watching the vision in the screen rise, and then he lay down close to the coffin.

"Crack."

The coffin with sliding lid is quilted and covered.

The barrage went blank for a few seconds.

"Ah ah ah ah ah... let me out, I don't want to lie in the coffin."

"Anchor, please help..."

"It's so scary, so scary..."

There was a crazy barrage in the live broadcast room until after a long time, the coffin was opened and the barrage went blank again.

It wasn't until we came all the way to a bright place and saw the anchor being comforted and the fans holding their breath in the live broadcast room that they gasped for air.

"Damn it, host, you are not a human being, you left us..."

"If you don't believe me, I know what it feels like to sleep in a coffin. It's so silent that you can't even hear your heartbeat, huh? Where's the heartbeat? So... who put me in the coffin!"

"Ah ah ah... my hairy hairs, please get down quickly, be good, it's over..."

Looking at the people coming in, Ren Xing shivered, obviously the image in his mind couldn't be shaken off.

Yanli returned the phone to its original owner and agreed to the request to be on camera, and soon she appeared in the live broadcast room.

"Let me go, pretty girl, who painted you so white?"

"Just now, I was lying in the coffin with my sister. This life of the Sa family has been worth it."

"My sister's face is so small and delicate. The more I look at it, the better it looks. I want to come and see my sister..."

"I want to come too..."

"Pretty little sister, I'm here, brother, I'm so naughty..."

"..."

The live broadcast room was all about sex, and the live broadcast picture was not as scary as reality, so when they saw Yan Li's face, they suppressed the fear they had just felt.

But Ren Xing felt a little psychologically depressed and left quickly.

As for Song Hao, his expression was indescribable at this time. He couldn't figure out why a simple action was so terrifying.

"It's strange...how did you do it?"

"What do you mean?" Yanli's face instantly darkened.

Song Hao looked at the gloomy dead face, took a big step back, and screamed: "I'll go, you will change your face!"

"Can I start work?"

"can!"

Why not? Song Hao felt that he was going to be hot. He originally planned to be seduced by beauty, but he found a treasure, but he needed to add more fire.

Yan Li nodded with satisfaction and left, preparing to come to work the next day.

Song Hao seemed to be frightened and forgot something for a moment.

The scary video of Yanli on the Internet and the job application were cut out, and the person in front was shocked.

"Being a ghost is very dangerous. Some tourists are too scared and will lose control and beat up the staff of the haunted house. You should find another job. There are many positions in amusement parks."

"I just like this job. If they want to beat me, can I?"

"Can't!"

The following conversation and Song Hao's expression made him angry.

Yanli's face has been blurred a bit, but it can still be seen that she is a very beautiful young lady.

It’s just that the young lady is a bit cruel.

Netizen: I want to experience it...

At this time, Yanli returned to the community.

Mission has been completed.

"Ding, the mission is completed, you get... health points, mission two click... the system crashed... broke... restart... failed to restart, update... update and repair..."

Name: Yan Li (King of Eight Trigrams, Listener of Secrets of the Dead)

Gender: Female

Age: 20

Physique: 5? (The plague chicken among the weak chickens)

Health value: August 8st (I have no control over life or death, I have to rely on my ability to breathe)

Special ability: Cannot die until health reaches zero.

"Ding, the main mission is released: role-playing."

"Ding, main task one, say to the hundred people who entered the haunted house: Come back~ Don't run away, come back and play with me~ After completing the task, you will get one month of health."

"..." After Yanli was speechless, he felt that the scene of her saying this to others was too beautiful, and it felt... a bit funny!

……

the other side.

Wen Jinmo listened to his subordinates' report with a complicated expression, having just finished dealing with the mess.

He thought he was hallucinating.

"You said she didn't enjoy a good life, but went to the haunted house in Xiacheng District to pretend to be a ghost. She had no money?" Wen Jinmo remembered that woman, but she bit him hard.

Assistant Hui reported: "President, yes, Miss Yan took a 500 million card when she left. So far, she has only bought a house, which cost 40, and various items worth 450, leaving [-] million left."

"If you have money, why are you pretending to be a ghost?" Wen Jinmo suspected there was some conspiracy.

The assistant said cautiously: "Miss Li said herself that she likes to play ghost."

"..."

This sentence confused Wen Jinmo. He would rather believe that there was a conspiracy than that the woman had such a strange hobby.

The assistant reminded: "President, Miss Jiang is here."

"Jin Mo..."

"Ruoyun, why are you here?"

"Miss you, don't you miss me?"

"think……"

The assistant retreated sensibly.

The whole company knew that Miss Jiang was the woman that the president longed for. Miss Jiang, who was supposed to be engaged, canceled the engagement party and stayed with the president after the breakup.

Although the president's shopping mall is going smoothly, it happened that it was just unrequited love before, but now it is different. It is not an exaggeration to say that I have finally waited.

Jiang Ruoyun saw the information on the table, didn't know the contents, and didn't ask out of curiosity.

It's nothing more than tracking information.

He was just a defeated general. Jin Mo had already said that the other party was not simple. He had deceived everyone with his previous appearance.

Although Jiang Ruoyun could see that Jin Mo had no other emotions towards the woman at this time and was even defensive, she was still uneasy.

At this moment, her eyes were full of her own man. She really didn't dare to gamble. People's hearts are fickle...

Jinmo...

If you dare to betray me...