Quick Wear: Crazy Criticism of Villains Asking for Stickers

“Hiss… It hurts…”

Li Qing endured the pain in his body, sat up from the ground, and looked around, all he could see were corpses: "Three years old, am I in a pile of dead bodies?"

"Yes, this is a mass grave."

Feeling a different sensation under his hand, Li Qing looked down and saw that his hand was pressing on a rotten head:

"yue...ahhh...there are maggots on my hands, I'm not clean..." He was not afraid of these mollusks, but he felt disgusted and wanted to vomit!

After shaking his hands, Li Qing fell on his butt, supported himself with his hands behind his back, and stepped back quickly. He accidentally slipped and happened to come face to face with a zombie.

The distance was only three centimeters, and there were many small white worms wriggling on the face of this corpse.

"Yue...Brother, good afternoon, rest in peace." He reached out and covered his head with the tattered clothes beside him.

Li Qing struggled to stand up. The setting sun shone on his body, and one could see that his clothes were full of patches, were a long way short, torn and stained with blood.

Leaving bloody footprints behind every step, Li Qing limped out of the pile of dead bodies with a grin on his face.

Sitting under a big tree, using the medicine in the space to heal himself, the original owner had knife wounds on his waist and legs. After bandaging them, Li Qing finally had time to accept the plot.

This is a fictional dynasty, the Dayu Dynasty.

The border wars and droughts in various places made it difficult for the imperial court to take care of itself, and the people were living in dire straits, especially in the severely affected areas in the north. A large number of victims fled to the south with their families.

The original owner was a poor person. When he was four years old, his biological mother died of a serious illness. Half a month after his mother's death, before her body was cold, his stepmother came into the family.

From then on, the original owner became the most pitiful child in their village, even more pitiful than the girls in those families that favored boys over girls.

He was either being beaten or on the way to being scolded, his body was always covered with bruises and blood, and he was a very taciturn person.

The original owner seldom raised his head when walking in the village, never greeted people when he met them, and seldom spoke. Many newly married wives in the village, who didn't know the situation, thought he was a mute.

Not only that, not long after the stepmother came into the house, she stepped on the original owner's right ankle and broke it, and refused to let the doctor treat it.

The reason was that it was heard that people with disabilities could not take the imperial examinations, so the original owner secretly learned to read from a scholar in the village. The scholar said that he had a talent for reading, and his stepmother did not want him to have a bright future, so she wanted to cut off the original owner's path to study.

With no one to come to his rescue, the original owner endured the pain alone and became a lame "little mute" from then on.

Over the years, the original owner had not had enough food to eat or warm clothes to wear. He lived in the woodshed in the summer and slept in the pigsty in the winter, hugging the pigs for warmth.

Every day I have to do heavy farm work, a lot of housework, and serve the whole family like a slave.

The 17-year-old boy was so thin that he could be blown down by a gust of wind.

When fleeing famine, the family abandoned the original owner in the village, and the couple left with their precious daughter and son.

There were many old, weak and sick people like him who were abandoned in the village. They had no choice but to gather together and set off on the journey with difficulty.

After more than four months, they arrived in Tongzhou, and only ten people were left out of more than a hundred.

It happened that the new emperor ascended the throne and executed many high-ranking officials and nobles, and seized batches of silver.

An imperial edict was issued from the capital, opening the national treasury to provide relief to the country, and ordering local governors to help the victims settle nearby, giving each person three taels of disaster relief silver and exempting taxes for three years.

After hearing this, the original owner and his entourage protected their identity credentials between their clothes and happily went to the city to collect silver, preparing to follow the arrangements of the Tongzhou prefect and settle down here.

Before entering the city, they encountered the government's crackdown on bandits. The bandits wanted to take a few people with them before they died, and ten people died on the spot.

After killing the bandits, the officers and soldiers had to go back to rescue the refugees and maintain order in the city, and they were very busy.

The main reason was that just two days after the relief money was distributed, some refugees took the opportunity to deliberately create chaos and try to steal money, which caused chaos in the city for a while. As a result, there were many corpses piled up on both sides of the road, and no one was free to bury them.

There were too many dead people, and the living were numb to the sight. They could only carry the refugees hacked to death by the bandits along with other bodies into the mass grave...

The original owner always remembered her mother's last words before she died, which was to live well no matter what.

He was dying, and his only last wish was for Li Qing to take his place and live on in this world where human life was worthless.

Having enough food and clothes, a small courtyard, three thatched houses, and preferably a wife, a wife, children, and a warm bed is enough for a lifetime...

Li Qing bent his uninjured leg, put his arm on his knee, leaned his back against a tree, looked up, and saw no one alive. He stared into the air and said:

"It's hard for me to have a wife, children and a warm bed. I'm sorry."

The sun was setting, Li Qing had rested enough, so he stood up and walked towards the city with difficulty.

His identity certificate was sewn on his chest and was not lost. If he went in before the city gates were closed, he should be able to receive disaster relief money and ask the officials to find him a place to settle down.

There are many counties and villages around Tongzhou Prefecture. According to Li Qing's estimation, disaster victims like him who have no money and power will most likely be resettled in relatively poor mountain villages.

No matter where you are, as long as you have a place to stay.

In the city, Tianxiang Tower.

"Oh, Hunter Chen is here. What good stuff has he brought?" The shopkeeper was using an abacus when he saw the tall and strong figure at the door and ran out from behind the counter excitedly.

Recently, many wealthy families from other places have fled to Tongzhou to escape famine, but the imperial edict forbids them to go any further.

A group of wealthy people paid money to live in the city. As the largest restaurant in the city, Tianxianglou welcomed many new customers, and it was a time when there was a shortage of meat.

Chen Yuanzheng pointed at the ox cart behind him. The shopkeeper took a look and was so shocked that he almost fell to the ground: "This... this big beast must weigh more than 200 pounds!"

There were many people watching the fun around. No one in Tongzhou had been able to beat a tiger for at least a hundred years!

It was the first time for some people to see a tiger. Even though it was dead, its aura was still frightening.

The news that Hunter Chen had killed a giant tiger spread, and more and more people came to join in the fun, surrounding the Tianxiang Tower so tightly that no one could get in or out.

The shopkeeper circled the ox cart three times to the left and three times to the right.

The smile on the corners of his mouth grew bigger and bigger. Apart from the fatal wound on his head, there were no other wounds on his body and the tiger skin was intact. This big tiger could be sold for a lot of money!

The shopkeeper drove away everyone around, took the waiter to push the tiger to the backyard, and took Chen Yuanzheng to the private room on the second floor to discuss the price.

【以下物价纯属虚构，不用管物价的问题，换算太麻烦，咱来个公式：1两黄金=10两银子、1两银子=10钱、1钱=100文。】

The shopkeeper poured Chen Yuanzheng a cup of tea and said with a smile, "Chen Hunter, how much do you plan to bid?"

"Eight hundred taels!"

The shopkeeper spit out a mouthful of tea. You are so brave to speak: "I'm afraid this price is not acceptable. I can only give you 500 taels."