Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

"I was just about to say this, this guy is really weird, he ran to the field and talked to himself for a long time, then ran back like a nervous wretch, talking nonsense." The person who watched the whole process commented weakly, "Take a good rest, you are exhausted."

Zhang Chunliang felt helpless and didn't know how to explain this strange scene.

He suddenly remembered the rhizome ball that he had pulled out from the ground. He touched his pocket and felt something soft, slippery and wet. It was very elastic, a bit like a water ball.

He took it out and looked at it in confusion - the ball in his hand was not the root of a plant at all, but clearly the eggs laid by some animal!

The ball was moving strangely in his hand, like a ripe fruit that was about to burst.

Zhang Chunliang realized something was wrong and quickly threw the ball to the open space behind him.

But it was still half a step too late. The small ball suddenly exploded in the air, spewing out a bunch of tiny blood-red spiders.

The spider suddenly fell to the ground and crawled all over the ground.

Zhang Chunliang hid quickly, but the little spiders were frightened and crawled around, making it difficult for them to avoid being affected.

He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his leg. He looked down and found a red dot the size of a needle tip on his calf.

He raised some dust to drive away the spiders, then bent down and squeezed the small red spot on his leg. A drop of blood overflowed from the broken skin, but there was nothing unusual other than that.

"Don't just pick up things in the wild!" The long-haired old man waved the little spider beside him angrily, cursing, "How come you're still this old?!"

"I'm sorry." Zhang Chunliang apologized sincerely and helped the old man drive away the small insects around him.

"Since this morning, I've felt that something is wrong with you. Are you being stubborn again?" The long-haired old man looked at him suspiciously, and then advised earnestly, "Don't be stubborn. Your brother has gone to enjoy himself, not to suffer any serious punishment. He lives a much better life than us. Look at what happened to you last time you contradicted them. Until now, your injuries have not healed. If they punish you again, you will die on the road!"

Zhang Chunliang understood the meaning of his words. It turned out that the original owner was so weak because he had been severely beaten some time ago.

His younger brother also disappeared at that time.

"I still miss him very much... I'm always worried that he doesn't eat well or sleep well." Zhang Chunliang had a gloomy expression and continued with his words.

"What's the big deal? When we get to Shuangshi Village in a while, you'll see him. He lives a much better life than us." The old man scratched his itchy arm and shouted at him impatiently, "Get lost. You've been talking to me for so long that I can't even swallow my saliva."

Zhang Chunliang was very considerate. He took out the one-fifth of water left in the cloth bag and poured half of it to the old man.

"Damn it, God." The old man sipped the water that had become warm and cursed.

Not long after, the team continued on their journey.

The temperature in the air continued to rise, and everyone moved forward numbly and painfully like black buns in a steamer, their bodies constantly secreting precious sweat.

The ground was scorched to the point of creating twisted heat waves. No one spoke. Everyone was trying their best to conserve their energy and move forward.

"Someone come and save my child... my child! Give me a sip of water, just one sip will be fine!!" A woman's cry was heard not far away. Her five-year-old child had fallen to the ground due to heatstroke, and no matter how hard she tried to wake him up, she couldn't wake him up.

No one paid attention to her cry for help. In the current high temperature environment, every sip of water is crucial. Moreover, her daughter's illness is not just heatstroke, but also malnutrition and hunger, which cannot be cured by just a sip of water.

The woman tried to carry the child on her back, but was worried that the high temperature on her back would burn her, so she held her in her arms and walked forward with difficulty.

Her pace became slower and slower, and she gradually fell behind Zhang Chunliang.

He glanced at the woman's arms.

The little, dark and thin girl followed her mother forward with her knees stiffly stretched out, motionless.

She died a long time ago.

"What are you looking at? How many bottles of water do you have in your pocket? Still want to save people? Speed ​​up. It is said that there is a village ahead. There may be some leftover food there. If you walk so slowly, you won't even be able to warm up your shit." The old man pushed him and told him to speed up.

Zhang Chunliang staggered and was almost pushed to the ground.

He suddenly found that his calf, which was bitten by the spider, began to swell up, and it was bulging inside, and it was excruciatingly painful when he touched it.

He took out a needle from his cloth bag and pierced the skin.

Dark blood gushed out from the eye of the needle and dripped onto the dry and cracked ground. It took a long time before fresh blood flowed out.

Zhang Chunliang silently glanced at the dark red bloodstain, found a piece of cloth to wrap his leg, and took two difficult steps forward to catch up with the main force. His physical condition was getting worse and worse, and his head began to ache slightly.

The woman who was left behind also returned to the group of women. Her hands were empty and no one knew where she had thrown the dead little girl.

Several more people fell down on the road. They lay on the side of the road like a pile of lifeless dead branches, and no one stopped for them.

After walking for about two hours, people saw an abandoned village.

Zhang Chunliang followed the large group into the village. Everyone dispersed and began to search the houses in the village impatiently.

The village was gray everywhere, the walls of the houses were badly damaged, and it looked extremely desolate. It was unknown how long no one had lived there.

However, although there is no village or shop nearby, it is a bit shady here.

Someone was lying in the shadow in front of the house to rest, but after a few minutes he got up as if sitting on pins and needles and rushed into the empty house to continue searching for something.

Zhang Chunliang originally wanted to follow them to find something, but as soon as he took a step, he suddenly froze. His body began to tremble uncontrollably and he squatted on the ground as if he could not bear it any longer.

His head, which had been aching slightly, suddenly burst into a sharp pain, as if his skull was broken and it was unbearable.

——It should be heatstroke. The weather is so terribly hot.