Yes! Don't move to hurt~!

The pain spread through her brain, and Xi Menglan opened her eyes suddenly, staring at the black thing in front of her, and her eyes rolled a few times.

When she heard someone talking behind her, she just wanted to get up to look, and the pain came again, forcing her to give up the idea of getting up.

What does it taste like?

Xi Menglan stared at the black thing in front of her, sniffed with her nose, and poked it with a wooden stick.

"Oh, no, Meng Lan's brain is broken!"

The crowd behind didn't know which woman shouted like this, and a group of people came over to look at Xi Menglan.

Xi Menglan followed them with wide eyes, the wooden stick in her hand was still tightly clutched, and she watched them swing the wooden stick in order to avoid embarrassment, grinning a few times.

"Meng Lan, Meng Lan, do you still know me?"

Just when Xi Menglan didn't know the situation, a woman in her fifties knelt down in front of her, touched her face and asked, recognizing from her voice that she was the one who said that her head was broken.

Xi Menglan shook her head a few times and quickly dodged.

Not to mention nonsense, her hands were rough, just like the asphalt road, and when she touched it, it was as if she had rubbed her face on the asphalt.

"Don't touch me, dirty, who are you, who are you?"

Xi Menglan didn't look at them with a good voice, although she was lying on the ground now and couldn't move, but looking at the few people in front of her who were dressed like asking for food, her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were even more disgusted.

"I'll just say it, Meng Lan broke her brain, she poked the donkey dung ball with her hand just now, and now she doesn't know us yet."

Just now the woman sat on the ground, patted her thighs incessantly, and began to howl.

Simonlan's ears were buzzing with her shouting, but no matter how chaotic the scene was, she knew one thing-

The black and hard thing in front of me is-

Donkey dung ball!!!

Thinking of looking at the donkey dung ball affectionately, her stomach churned, and she quickly used a wooden stick to pluck the donkey dung ball away, and she remembered it when she held the ground with both hands, but as long as she moved, the pain in her legs would spread all over her body.

"Meng Lan, don't move, you are crushed by the donkey cart, if you continue to move, your legs will be wasted."

The woman saw that Ximenglan was restless, so she quickly grabbed her shoulder and held it down, and kept shouting for the people behind to quickly lift the car up.

Where did the donkey cart come from?

Didn't I go out in my roadster?

Who are they?

A series of questions flashed through Xi Menglan's mind, but what she wanted most now was that the donkey cart should be carried away quickly, and then her long legs should not be broken.

As for the rest of the things, I'll talk about it when I get up, it's really embarrassing to be like this now.

"Come, one, two, three...... One, two, three......"

Xi Menglan followed their rhythm, and she didn't know how much effort she had put into it, and finally lifted the donkey cart into a gap.

The woman just now, without saying anything, stepped forward and grabbed Ximenglan's arm, and dragged Ximenglan out from under the donkey cart like a pig.

That's right, it was to grab the pig's two front legs and drag it all the way, this pig-like action, she once used her cousin to demonstrate.

Xi Menglan watched the killing of pigs in the countryside on TV, and this is how the pigs were dragged to the table, and then took advantage of their unpreparedness to come and stab.

And now, she's the pig.

The woman dragged Simonlan to a safe place, paused to gasp for air, and kept fanning the wind in front of her with her hands.