After Liu Dashao left with his two little servants, Wang Liang got up from the ground.

Looking at the figures of the three people leaving in the setting sun, he squinted for a moment, and then turned around and limped away.

He dragged his broken body to his home, as if it did not belong to him, and with every step he took, he felt a heart-piercing pain that almost made him lie on the ground.

But Wang Liang knew very well that as long as he lay on the ground, he would definitely die, and he didn't want to die now.

I have never hurt those two bastards, but every time these two people are like having a blood feud with me, they are unwilling to cripple me.

Wang Liang thought in his heart that if it was okay to kill him, these two little guys might even beat him to death directly.

A few ribs on his body were broken a few days ago, and they were broken again just after they had just grown in the past few days.

Not to mention that Liu Dashao regarded him as a disaster star, why didn't Wang Liang regard Liu Dashao as a disaster star?

How could he ever want to see the fat Liu Dashao.

That pockmarked face, I will revolt once I see it.

He actually knows this Liu Dashao's schedule, usually he plays outside for two days, and he won't come out one day.

This Liu Dashao has been playing outside for the first two days, looking like the eldest of the sky, the second of the earth, and the third of me, most of the people in the city are very disgusted, except for those places where money can be fished out of this Liu Dashao's pocket, so originally Wang Liang thought in his heart, this Liu Dashao should not come out, but he didn't want to touch it again.

It can only be regarded as his bad luck.

When he left, he glanced at the people around him, and the people around him, after a glance at him, hurriedly looked away, and then pretended to have something to do, and dispersed in a hurry.

Wang Liang also understood very well in his heart, and the people around him would not come over to help him when they saw him leave.

Being able to see the unbearable in their eyes was a touch of comfort in their hearts, and he also knew that many people in this city were well-meaning people.

In fact, when his grandmother had not died, these people had also secretly rescued his grandmother.

Therefore, in his grandmother's dying words, she told him not to hold a grudge against some people in the city.

Even if there was no sentence from his grandmother, Wang Liang would not hold a grudge, he just sighed, maybe this is his life!

Wang Liang sighed, but what could he do?

Even sometimes, he himself felt like a scourge.

Otherwise, how could a good family suddenly be ruined?

Thinking about it, the physical pain did not lessen in the slightest.

Today, I originally thought that I would come out to buy some food to deal with the future, but now it seems that I am afraid that I will not be able to buy anything anymore, and with his current body, he can't bring it back if he buys it, so let the people in the rice shop help deliver it, with his reputation, it is estimated that no one will do this.

It was only a few hundred meters from this street to his dilapidated mansion.

But at this moment, it seems to be thousands of miles away.

However, just a few hundred meters away, compared to the street, it seems like two worlds.

The bustle of the streets, the desolation of this place, if it is said that this is a barren hill, I am afraid that no one will refute it.

Walking here, there is a dilapidated gate, the words on the plaque have been blurred, only familiar people can vaguely see that it is written on the word "Wang Zhai".

The iron nails that have been completely corroded have been taken care of for a long time, and they can withstand the wind and frost, and the layer of anti-rust paint on the outside has long been peeled off, and as for the mahogany door that was once said to be the most expensive in the entire kingdom, it is also completely broken when the protective paint is missing on the outside.

Of course, expensive naturally has its expensive reason, the loneliness of the mahogany door is not caused by wind and frost, but the nesting of termites attracted by its former beauty.

These termites love the most beautiful woods.

Looking at the broken mahogany that had been completely eaten by termites, Wang Liang couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

When his grandmother just died, someone once came to the door to ask about the price of this mahogany door, and Wang Liang at that time thought that none of the things here were missing, so he didn't sell it.

If you can think of today's embarrassment, and the current appearance of the mahogany door, I am afraid that it was sold directly at the beginning, and now he can make a few more money, and the mahogany door also has a good family, not like now?

The little money in the family has already been sold by him.

It's not that he's lazy and doesn't want to look for a job, it's his name, and no one dares to use him at all.

At first, there was an old carpenter who saw that he was pitiful, so he took him in, where did he think, he did not work there for long, the old carpenter fell from the roof when he went out to work, and died directly.

If this is barely an example, others may just think it was an accident.

And yet?

Later, there was an old farmer who did not believe in evil and asked him to help with the harvest when the rice was ripe.

The ears of wheat that were fine today, full of grains, were eaten by locusts overnight.

The old farmer couldn't afford to get sick.

Since then, no one has asked him to help, and Wang Liang does not dare to go out to help others, for fear of harming others.

In fact, he still has some surplus food at home, and he chose to go out to buy it today just because he was afraid that he would meet Liu Dashao when he went out to buy it in a few days.

It's just that people are not as good as heaven!

When he moved into the room, he lay down on the bed, not wanting to do anything.

A few days ago, I broke a few ribs, according to common sense, it should be said that there is no month that can't get up at all, and this is still the case of a doctor.

Like Wang Liang, his ribs were broken, there was no doctor, and he died directly in such a tattered room that often leaked in, and no one would believe it.

However, Wang Liang was able to appear intact in front of everyone a few days later every time.

Others only said that Wang Liang's life was hard, and in another sentence, it was said that the scourge would last for thousands of years.

But Wang Liang knew that it was not, it was not his life, but that the bed in his room had a magical function.

Every time I lie on this bed, no matter what pain or mental fatigue I suffer, it will be swept away.

When I first learned about this situation, I thought I had obtained some kind of treasure, thinking that it was a cultivation artifact, after all, the protagonist of the story is described in the bookstore and the novel in the city.

At that time, he thought that as long as he cultivated on this bed, he could get twice the result with half the effort.

You must know that there are many incredible powers in this world, although the most common ones are only magic and fighting spirit.

But if you cultivate to the extreme, you can also be admired by people, and in Wang Liang's heart, he has always wanted to become such a person.

It's just that Wang Liang was born with a physical problem, and it can be said that he can't learn these two things at all.

He had thought that the bed would help him solve this problem, but after several studies, he realized that the bed had no other use than to cure illness and fatigue.

This made him particularly depressed.

In the middle of the night, the cold wind outside woke him up.

After the window was broken by some inexplicable stones, he had no extra money to repair it, so he could only let it break.

And this bed, except for the two functions mentioned at the beginning, has no other functions: yes, it can't keep out the cold.

But in the past, he could still endure sleeping until the next day, but today he can't, his stomach keeps barking, complaining to him, complaining about his abuse.

Hunger and cold!

Wang Liang could only get up from the bed and wanted to light the oil lamp, but as soon as the cold wind blew, it went out instantly.

The wind seems to be extra noisy tonight!

Wang Liang shook his head, even if he couldn't see it, but he was too familiar with this house, and slowly touched the kitchen.

If there's one thing that completes the whole house, it's this kitchen, at least it doesn't leak.

After walking to the kitchen, I wanted to light the oil lamp, but the moment I lit the oil lamp, suddenly a cold wind blew, this cold wind was very weird, and it also had a strange smell, like the smell of animals.

What animal is so eyeless that it has touched such a poor and sour place as mine?

Wang Liang muttered in his heart, and continued to light the oil lamp.

The lights brightened the kitchen, but there were still some corners that could not be seen clearly, so Wang Liang looked around with the lamp in his hand, but still didn't see anything.

Could it be that there is also a hole in the kitchen that allows the wind to blow in......