Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

Li Moer asked in detail what the old lady looked like and where her home was.

Mrs. Li thought for a moment and said, "She's quite plump, probably over 160 pounds. She's fair and plump, and you can tell she's been pampered. Oh, and she has a big mole on her forehead."

Li Moer nodded to indicate that she understood. After returning to her room, she spread out her thoughts to see if that family was within the range of her thoughts.

After searching for a while, she finally found it. That family was just one house away from Ge Erhan's. The difference was that Ge Erhan's courtyard house had more than ten households, while the wealthy old lady's was the only one.

At this time, the family was preparing to have dinner. The old lady was sitting on the sofa, crying and complaining to an old man and a young man about how Mrs. Li beat her.

The old man and the young man were both very angry and tried to persuade the old lady not to be angry, saying that they would find a way to make Li Moer's family pay the price.

This made Li Moer very unhappy. Since you have this attitude, don't blame her for being cruel.

She saw the nanny stewing pig's trotters in the kitchen. Seven or eight pig's trotters were rolling up and down in the big pot. Li Moer moved her mind, and all the pig's trotters and the soup in the pot were put into a basin inside Li Moer's space.

Instead, there was half a pot of cow dung. The nanny was wondering, the pot was clearly boiling just now, why was there no movement now?

The two who were trying to persuade the old lady suddenly sniffed and muttered, "What's that smell?" The young man shouted, "Auntie Liu, are you stewing shit? What's that smell?"

Meanwhile, the nanny, Liu Ma, was staring at the black substance in the pot, bewildered. Occasionally, it would gurgle and bubble, muttering, "Did it take too long to stew? Did they put too much soy sauce? No way!"

The family came to the kitchen with their noses pinched. The young man pushed the nanny aside, stretched his head to look into the pot, stirred it with a ladle, and then vomited violently in the sink.

After finally finishing vomiting, he wiped his mouth and cursed at the nanny: "Are you fucking crazy? You really stewed shit. Ugh..."

Aunt Liu was so frightened that she waved her hands and said quickly, "I'm not stupid. Why would I stew manure? I don't know why the pig's trotters turned into this."

She opened the lid of another pot, and there was rice that had been cooked long ago, but what made her despair was that the smell of pig manure rushed into her nose.

In the kitchen, the smell of pig manure and cow manure mixed together, and not only the young man vomited violently, but the rest of the people also rushed to vomit.

Old Mrs. Shi said to Aunt Liu, "Hurry up and get rid of it all! What kind of thing is this?"

Just when the family was worrying about dinner, Li Moer's mind began to conduct a 360-degree search of his house without blind spots.

Sure enough, a basement was found seven or eight meters underground. Wow, the things in the basement almost blinded Li Moer's titanium dog eyes.

Li Moer's eyes widened as she gazed at the dazzling array of antiques in the basement. There were blue and white porcelain vases, Hetian jade ornaments, countless pearls and jadeite, and numerous calligraphy and paintings. The entire basement contained no fewer than a thousand antiques. There was even a dragon throne and bed. Any one of them would surely be a national treasure.

The corners of her mouth curled up, and with a thought, those antiques were as if controlled by an invisible hand, one by one, and were collected into her space. In a short while, the entire basement became empty.