Ning Shu smelled the herbal medicine, which was used to reduce swelling and stop bleeding. He didn't expect Wen Liang to understand herbal medicine.
Since you understand these things, why are you having such a bad life
Wen Liang's hands were a little red and swollen, obviously because it was cold, he used both hands to wrap cloth on Ning Shu's legs.
Ning Shu stared at Wen Liang, who was not tall, his face was sallow, but his features were good, and his eyes were jet-black. It wasn't like a jade, but he looked pretty pleasing to the eye.
There is only Wen Liang in this family.
Given his gentle appearance and the condition of the yard, the family's situation should not have been bad before.
"You can heal your injuries here during this time." Wen Liang said with a knot.
Ning Shu's mouth was sobbing, which made Ning Shu quite speechless.
Wen Liang ran to the kitchen again and dug out two black objects from the stove hole, which looked like potatoes and sweet potatoes.
Wen Liang filled it with a bowl, one for Ning Shu, and one for himself, "Eat, I only have this thing in my house. When you get better, you can go back to the mountains. It's better to be in the mountains than here."
Ning Shu was too hungry for a long time. After spending two days in the trap, he was wounded and bleeding, cold and hungry.
There will be a roasted sweet potato, and Ning Shu quickly eats up a roasted sweet potato.
Wen Liang saw that the little fox hurriedly finished eating the sweet potatoes, and couldn't help saying, "I'm not afraid of being hot."
Ning Shu wiped his mouth with his front paws, and suddenly collapsed, somehow he felt like an animal.
Wen Liang poured some water into Ning Shu's bowl, and Ning Shu stretched out his tongue to lick the water. The water was cold.
Ning Shu sighed, this child.
How should she repay Wenliang
What the world asks for is money, power, and power.
Still, Wen Liang had any wishes, and she helped fulfill his wishes.
The room was very quiet, Wen Liang was drinking water, and suddenly there was a sound of smashing the door.
Ning Shu knew that something was wrong when he heard the voice, and then he looked at his gentle face.
Wen Liang heard the sound of smashing the door, his face became very angry and hateful, mixed with a wave of weakness and sadness.
The sound of smashing the door became louder and louder and faster, and there was also a voice of declining popularity, "Gentle, open the door for me."
"Don't think you can escape by hiding at home."
"Open the door."
"..."
People outside kept yelling, Wen Liang picked up Ning Shu, and stuffed Ning Shu into the bed, "You just stay here, don't come out, don't come out, or you will be taken away by those people."
Wen Liang took the quilt to cover Ning Shuyan strictly.
Wen Liang closed the door to the bedroom, and then took to deal with those people.
Ning Shu arched out of the bed, listening to the noise at the door.
"Wen Liang, quickly move out of this house, this house belongs to the family."
"Your dead ghost father doesn't know where he died, your mother ran away with them."
Wen Liang's voice seemed low and angry, "Don't talk about my parents."
"And your sister, I didn't know that I was cheated away by that trafficker." The other party kept stimulating gentleness.
Listening to these words, Ning Shu couldn't help being speechless. This gentleness shouldn't be the life of the lone star of Tiansha.
People with this fate are either the protagonist or the villain.
If it is the protagonist, it is to exercise the protagonist's mind, if it is the villain, these things are enough to distort the villain's mind.
My father, mother and sister are gone, so how can they be so hard.
These people talked specifically at people's pain points, Wen Liang was just a young boy, and it was not easy to endure it now.
"Within you today, move out quickly, occupying such a good position, the family wants to use it for business."
"This is my house, why do you want me to move out?" Wen Liang raised his head and said stubbornly, his body straightened, his fists trembling.
"You said this is your house, that's your house. It was temporarily used by your parents for the family. I didn't expect you to be so shameless that you took the house as your own."
"This is my house. Get out of here." Wen Liang shouted, pushing these people out of the door.
"Wen Liang, you are really good at it, don't forget, my grandfather is a foundation-building monk, if you dare to hurt me a hair, my grandfather can make you gossip with just one finger."
"My grandfather is in charge of this town. Before you start, you must first think about the consequences." The headed man said triumphantly.
This man is less than twenty years old and looks domineering.
Although foundation-building monks are the entry point to cultivation, they are already different from ordinary people.
He is called immortal by ordinary people, and his life span is a bit longer than ordinary people.
Moreover, there are very few people who can cultivate, and one hundred thousand people may have a spiritual root.
Wen Liang thought of the grandfather who was talking about this, tightly squeezing his fists, forbearing, and unwilling to retreat, just froze like this.
This world not only has a lot of martial arts, but also the royal family. I heard that the royal family has the power of transforming gods.
For the royal family, these powerful monks are just like a country’s nuclear weapons, frightening other countries.
Every place is managed by a monk with a cultivation level.
Letting monks manage it is for fear of other monks making trouble on the land.
This town is managed by the man's grandfather.
When Ning Shu heard these words in the room, she couldn't help frowning.
This world is cruel, and if you have power, you have the right to speak. This is obviously a gentle house, and these people have taken the gentle house by accident.
There are also cultivating resources among cultivators who kill and surrender.
This is just a remote town, if you go to a more prosperous place, I'm afraid there will be more powerful monks.
Ning Shu jumped out of the bed, jumped out of the window, and swayed into the kitchen.
"Brother, I just saw something flash past?" A person next to the lead man quickly said to him.
"Where is there anything?"
The man rubbed his eyes, thinking he was dazzled.
"Wen Liang, don't blame me for not giving face, we are also our own family anyway, when will we move out?" Wen Xue poked Wen Liang's heart with his fingers, poking Wen Liang back two steps.
Wen Liang stalked his neck and looked at Wen Xue, "I don't sell it. This is my house. I will wait for my parents to come back."
"Sell? Who wants to buy it? I'm asking you to move out now. This is a family thing. Who else do you want to sell to? Get out, or I'll be rude to you." Wen Xue sneered.
"Wen Xue, do you really want to kill them all?" Wen Liang clenched his fists tightly.
"Hurry up and kill you, you really don't know whether it's good or bad, this house is for you to live in, and now it is owned by you, shamelessly, um, shamelessly." Wen Xue patted his gentle cheeks, and patted them like a snap. Crackling.
Wen Xue deliberately humiliated people without slapping people in the face.
Wen Liang's face was blue, and his eyes were staring at Wen Xue.
(End of this chapter)