Erhu, do you think there are gods in the world? Wu Liang asked. No! Erhu, what if a god suddenly appeared in the world? Wu Liang continued to ask with a trace of nervousness. Brother, I know this! The country will use nuclear weapons to kill him first, then skin him and cramp him for research, and finally put his bones into stones to make a statue. By the way, brother, why are you asking this? It’s okay, it’s okay, just ask casually. Wu Liang secretly sighed He breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and felt countless grass and mud horses whizzing by. The life of the gods is not easy, so I should just farm the land and raise fish honestly!