Wu Dalang, who was about to lose his strength, moved the round bar stool to the cabinet where the liquor was placed. He was already hungry and his legs were weak, so he leaned on the cabinet next to him and put one of his feet on the round bar stool. When he raised his other foot and wanted to climb up, who knew that the sensitive round bar stool rotated, Wu Dalang suddenly lost control of his body, "oops" screamed, his body rotated half a circle out of thin air with the rotation of the bar stool, and then slapped flat on the ground with a "snap".

This wrestling knocked him down, lying on the ground, and it took half a day to recover his strength.

He leaned on to the cupboard next to him and slowly got up. He cursed viciously: "Gao Yaya, you sinister little woman designed to harm me, and even the stool you sat on smashed me, this revenge will not be avenged Wu Dalang swears not to be a man!"

In fact, all the encounters he encountered in the past two days were caused by his bad luck after committing harmful acts. And he took all his resentment on others, which is simply ridiculous.

Wu Dalang was angry for a while, and then looked up at the liquor on the cupboard in a daze. Because he had fallen on the stool just now, he didn't dare to step on the round bar stool anymore.

He stood here, racking his brains and thinking about it, and finally came up with another solution.

It turned out that he found a fly swatter on the counter next to him.

Wu Dalang picked up the fly swatter and stretched out his arm to reach for the bottle of liquor on it. Luckily this time, the fly swatter was just long enough.

He thought to himself, "Shall I pull this bottle off with a fly swatter and then reach out and take it?"

He thought it well, but in fact, when the bottle fell, it didn't fall in the same way he imagined, but it came straight to his head from above the darkness. Because of the bad light, Wu Dalang found out late. He panicked, hurriedly threw away the fly swatter in his hand and reached out to pick up the wine bottle, but who knew that he was one step slower! The bottom of the bottle "banged" on his head.

With Wu Dalang's scream of "ouch", a good bottle of liquor fell to the ground, and it fell to smash with a "pop", and in an instant, the broken bottle splashed and the wine flowed to the ground.

Although Wu Dalang's head was smashed out of a bag by a wine bottle, he felt more pain in his heart at the moment. Because this bottle of life-saving liquor was reimbursed in this way.

Wu Dalang eased his nerves, bent down to pick up the fly swatter on the ground, and unwillingly stretched out to the other bottle of liquor on the top of the wine cabinet. He said thoughtfully, "God, please bless me so that I can receive this bottle of wine." Don't let it fall to the ground and shatter again. If this bottle of wine is shattered, there is no hope of my life. God, you must help me!"

As he spoke, the fly swatter in Wu Dalang's hand had already touched another bottle of liquor. His mood at the moment is also like fifteen buckets of water, and none of them have landed.

He stared at the bottle of liquor with all his attention, and flicked the fly swatter in his hand hard, only to see the bottle of liquor spinning and falling from it, Wu Dalang, who was not strong enough, hurriedly let go of the fly swatter in his hand, and stretched out his hands to hold the falling wine bottle. Who knew that his hugging movement was half a beat slower, his hands did not touch the target at all, and the liquor bottle continued to fall downward.

Wu Dalang was so anxious that he screamed "oops", and in a panic, he raised his right foot and kicked it upwards hard!

Hearing a "poof" sound, the big toe of his right foot happened to kick the bottom of the bottle that fell down and was about to touch the ground, which actually played a cushioning role. The bottle of liquor was kicked by him, and although it fell to the ground, it did not break.

However, the impact on Wu Dalang's toes was extraordinary, and he screamed in pain: "Ouch mother-"

Then he crouched down and covered the big toe of his right foot, which was in sharp pain, with his hand. It was a heart-rending pain, and it took a long time for Wu Dalang to breathe a sigh of relief from the pain.

Wu Dalang shed tears, endured the pain and took off his shoes to take a look, only to see that his smashed toe was swollen as thick as a carrot, and he didn't know if there was a fracture inside.

At this time, his eyes searched for the bottle of liquor next to him in the dark. Happily, although the bottle of wine smashed his foot, the bottle did not shatter like the bottle just now, which was a great comfort to him.

Wu Dalang couldn't wait to grab the wine bottle on the ground, and opened the cap with a bite.

Suddenly, a choking smell of wine came to my nose, and when I smelled it, I knew that it was a bottle of liquor with a high degree of strength. Wu Dalang, who was thirsty and hungry, couldn't take care of much. He put the bottle to his mouth, tilted his neck and took two large sips.

Who knows, this strong liquor is completely different from the medium medicinal liquor he drank in the cellar, and it is extremely spicy and choking when it enters his throat. Wu Dalang was choked with a sharp cough because of his lack of mental preparation, and half of the wine he drank squirted out. Among them, some of the squirting wine landed on his smashed big toe, and he felt the heat of the injured toe first, and then the cool feeling of the alcohol evaporating.

Wu Dalang thought to himself: "I've heard that liquor has the effect of invigorating blood and removing blood stasis, so I'll just rub some on this toe first to see if it can reduce the swelling." He thought as he poured a little wine onto his finger and rubbed it on the big, swollen toe. After wiping it like this for more than a dozen times, the redness and swelling of the toes have really reduced a lot.

Wu Dalang got carried away and said with a smile: "Hehehehe, I'm so smart! I, Wu Dalang, can also be a miracle doctor!"

He was in a good mood at the moment, and after putting on his shoes again, he began to take small sips of liquor again, and in a short time he finished the bottle of spirits.

At this time, he only felt that his mind was clouded, and his eyes were glazed. Although the soles of his feet are fluttering, his whole body seems to have endless strength.

Wu Dalang raised the empty wine bottle in his hand high, and then smashed it on the ground with a bang. He crawled out of the counter, singing and laughing back and forth in the Bone Village, occasionally grabbing a dish and throwing it on the floor.

He tossed around like this for a while, and ran into the public restroom of the restaurant in a daze. He shook his head, pointed to the squatting pit partition in the bathroom and said, "Whose house is this grid and one grid of small houses? Haha, it's so fun!"

He took a few more steps forward, and was suddenly cleared by a cool breeze blowing in his face. Wu Dalang stared at a pair of small triangular eyes and looked forward, only to see that the back window of the single door in the bathroom was wide open, and the cool breeze and rain came in.

He subconsciously walked to the window, looked out through the thin screen, and suddenly laughed wildly!

It turned out that the rusty guardrail outside this small window turned out to be an old-fashioned iron guardrail, very similar to the guardrail that I had climbed through when I was a child stealing rolls. And outside the guardrail turned out to be a wasteland.

Wu Dalang couldn't wait to open the screen window, and climbed onto the windowsill with three or two clicks. He squatted in that iron fence, tossing and turning with his childhood experience, and finally got out after a lot of effort!

"I succeeded, I escaped!" Wu Dalang shouted excitedly after getting out of the Bone Village Restaurant, he was not fully awake at the moment, and stumbled in one direction in the heavy rain.

And at the same moment, standing at home looking at the heavy rain outside the window and singing, under the temptation of wine, chess games and sheep and scorpion meat, I finally decided to brave the rain.

"It's worth it to be happy with like-minded friends, even if it's raining!" said Sunrise Song as he took off the umbrella hanging by the door. He couldn't help but think of a wrinkled, smiling face. He was really glad to have such an old friend.

In fact, Lao Zhangtou also attaches great importance to the year-old friend of the rising sun.