But she didn't expect Mo Zhenzhen to stop her again.
"You can't leave."
Sister Yan froze as she left, then turned back and looked at Mo You in disbelief.
"Why? We don't use the same body anymore. Why do you care about me!"
Mo Zhenzhen put down the big basket in her arms, then picked up the big stone on the ground. After weighing the feel, she emphasized to Sister Yan again.
"You can't go out and mess around."
The previous scenes of being bullied by this mad dog flashed through her mind, and Sister Yan suddenly became furious.
"What's wrong with me going out to find a man? It's normal for men to love women! You're an old maid that no one wants. You don't have a man. Why should you care about me?"
Compared to Sister Yan who was so angry, Mo Zhenzhen seemed unusually calm.
"You can fall in love, but you can't mess around with men and women."
"Why am I messing with the relationship between men and women? Isn't love just for making?! I don't care! It's been a long time since I've tasted the taste of a man. You old maid, guard your chastity. I want to enjoy it.
Life!"
Although Sister Yan was screaming happily, she was still a little panicked when she faced Mo Zhenzhen who was holding the 'murder weapon'. She didn't dare to turn around and face her with her back like she did just now. She just stared at her with wide eyes.
Mo Zhenzhen screamed with fierce expression!
As for Mo Zhenzhen, she was completely unmoved by Sister Yan's screams.
"I'll say it one last time, you can't mess around with men and women."
Sister Yan was furious.
"You said you can't do it, you can't do it? Why! I'm going to do it! I want a man, a man, a man!"
As she spoke, Sister Yan began to back away step by step. When she felt that the distance was far enough, she quickly turned around and started running!
Sister Yan suddenly remembered that this was not a space of consciousness, and there was no need for her to be so afraid of her!
Mo Zhenzhen in the consciousness space is cold-blooded and powerful. Even a perverted murderer over two meters tall is no match for her.
But Mo Zhenzhen in the real world is just a paper tiger!
Everyone has the same body values now, so she doesn’t need to be afraid of that mad dog anymore!
As Sister Yan thought so, her heart was beating wildly, and she ran very fast on her ten-centimeter stiletto heels!
She only ran out a few steps before she was suddenly knocked down and hit hard on the back of her head with a heavy object.
Once, twice, three times...
The attackers carried out a deadly attack without caring about the lives of their men!
Sister Yan had struggled before, but the other party was experienced and hit her hard with a stone in one hand, and pressed her tightly on the back of her neck with the other hand, nailing her firmly into the soft humus layer...
The person under his hand stopped moving, the originally charming big wave was stained with blood, and the back of his head was dented.
Mo Zhenzhen threw away the blood-stained stone on her hand casually, and wiped the blood on Sister Yan's white and tender shoulders, without any fluctuation in the expression on her face.
After beating the person to death, Mo Zhenzhen didn't even take a second look. She took the time to sort out the information in her mind.
After Mr. Hong's voice disappeared, Mo Zhenzhen got some information about this identity.
First of all, her body name is Li Azhen. She is fifteen years old, has been promised by her family, and is married to a lame old bachelor in the village.
The old bachelor is thirty years old, and he has never gotten married because his family is poor and he has high standards.
The family has already made an agreement with the old bachelor to keep Azhen for another year and then send it to his family when she turns sixteen.
A-Zhen is the second eldest child in the family. She has an older brother who is studying in high school in the county. The reason why she was so anxious to get A-Zhen out is because her brother’s expenses in the county are getting bigger and bigger. It’s not that he needs to buy exercise books.
Money is needed to make up lessons, and the family can't afford that much money, so they can only promise A-Zhen to go out in exchange for a betrothal gift.
This identity is not difficult to imitate.
Azhen is a timid and quick-working girl. She is not willing to marry a thirty-year-old bachelor, but she will not resist. She gets up early every day and works at home until late at night. Her interpersonal relationships are weak. She is a very facial expression.
Role.
After confirming the role she was going to play, Mo Zhenzhen looked at Sister Yan who was lying dead on the ground with an indifferent expression.
…
When Mo Zhenzhen came home from the woods, the basket on her arm was filled with wild vegetables. It was a very large basket.
Mo Zhenzhen lowered her head. There were some pictures in her mind. There were signs on the pictures to guide her, like maps of reality guiding Mo Zhenzhen's direction.
She successfully found the home in her memory, which was a very dilapidated, even abandoned yard.
Half of the mud brick wall of the yard collapsed, and the yard was overgrown with weeds. The house was also a mud house. Fortunately, the roof was filled with tiles, but standing at the entrance of the yard, Mo Zhenzhen could still see that there were a lot of tiles missing from the roof.
A piece of it exposed the wooden shelves and beams inside.
Mo Zhenzhen stared at the missing tiles on the roof, thinking in her mind, without revealing anything on her face or hesitating, she directly stretched out her hand to push the old wooden courtyard door in front of her, which seemed to be damaged with a little more effort.
The hinges that connect the courtyard door to the door frame have rusted to death, so Mo Zhenzhen only opened a small gap and could no longer be opened.
This really doesn't look like a courtyard where people can live - Mo Zhenzhen confirmed her thoughts in her mind.
The courtyard door could not be opened, so Mo Zhenzhen did not force it, but stepped in through the damaged part of the courtyard wall.
Stepping on the weeds in the yard that were taller than her calves, Mo Zhenzhen's eyes swept across the yard and saw several obvious shoe prints.
Following the direction of the shoe prints, Mo Zhenzhen looked at the tightly closed door of the main room.
The room was very quiet, so quiet that it didn't look like there was anyone there.
Mo Zhenzhen lowered her head and closed her eyes, and naturally opened the old door.
Sunlight shone into the room as the wooden door was pushed open, illuminating four pale and nervous faces.
Four pairs of eyes stared at her, and with just one glance, Mo Zhenzhen noticed their nervousness.
There were four people in the room, one woman and three men. Only one man looked young, and the remaining three all had middle-aged faces that looked like they had gone through many changes.
Mo Zhenzhen seemed not to notice their alertness and nervousness. She only glanced at the four of them, lowered her head, entered the room silently, then turned around and closed the door.
The old door was closed with a "squeaking" sound, and the sunlight that came in was cut off bit by bit, and the place became a closed space again.
Very good, the five players of this dungeon are finally together.
Mo Zhenzhen, who had closed the door, still said nothing, just holding her big basket and leaning against the closed door.
The room was very quiet, so quiet that it made people feel irritable.
A middle-aged man holding a cigarette pot in his hand couldn't bear the silence at first, so he spoke a tentative sentence.
"It's A-Zhen who's back."
Mo Zhenzhen did not answer, but lowered her head even lower, and her body seemed to shrink.
Her reaction made the four people unsure whether she was a player or not.
Among the five of them, there are three old players, Azhen's father Li Daniu, mother Aunt Li and Azhen's eldest brother Li Xiangyang. Li Feng and Li Azhen, an old bachelor in their thirties, are newcomers.
While Mo Zhenzhen was picking wild vegetables in the mountains, the four players had successfully met, and the veteran players had already shared some common sense issues with newcomer Li Feng.
Everyone was not sure whether Mo Zhenzhen was a player or a local NPC. After two seconds, Li Xiangyang spoke calmly.
"In Mr. Hong's room, as long as there is a new player among the players who push the door, the players will be allowed to form related groups, so you are a player."