The other party tried to explain something, but Yuan Wense didn't say anything and didn't intend to continue listening to the nonsense, so he just got in the car.

Gu Kailai came forward to negotiate, and soon they decided on a new route. That night, they arrived at Zhucun, but it was already very late when they arrived.

They usually set up camp around four in the afternoon, but now they arrive at the place at almost six in the evening.

As soon as he arrived at the place, Shura Shiye couldn't help but frowned.

This place is called a bamboo village, rather than a bamboo mountain. There is a main peak, and bamboos are grown on the surrounding seven or eight small hills. Their bamboo village is on the highest mountain, and the mountain has been reduced to flat ground. It is not known whose miraculous workmanship it is.

There were many dirt platforms and buildings inside, but now only the base remains.

The surrounding earth and stone city walls are still there. After all, it was less than a year after the village was abandoned, but the four city gates were removed. Now the city is full of scattered local dogs and wild wolves.

At this time, local dogs and wild wolves are also very timid. They have always been invaders, but now, this is their home, and someone has entered their home.

They were very scared. After all, there were old and young at home, and all ferocious beasts had a strong desire to protect their cubs. They howled crazily, but they did not dare to pounce on them. Instead, they slowly looked serious one by one.

Some retreated to the entrance of their caves, and some even got far away and took the cubs out from the entrance of the cave and left through the broken city gate.

Feng Jianxin quickly summoned a group of ghost servants and began to clean up the garbage in the village.

Yuan Wense rode a horse and walked around the village with Shura Shiye, roughly marking the buildings, where they should be built, and what they should do tomorrow.

These hundreds of slaves must have been used as construction workers at this time and were handed over to Feng Jianxin.

That night, the door base was made first, and then the carpenters installed the purchased doors one by one.

Feng Jianxin, as the leader, started building a new bamboo village with thirty craftsmen and one hundred slaves, while Feng Yifan led the guards to guard these craftsmen.

Dongling Niudao naturally followed the escort reluctantly, but saw Gu Kailai and others returning to the carriage, as if they were going to rest again.

Dongling Niudao was very strange. Along the way, he saw Shura Shiye only a handful of times, and the number of times he saw Xiu Shiyi was also very small. He always felt that these two people talked little and didn't care about things.

But in fact, early in the morning, Sister Xiu Shiyi accused the people of the carriage company of taking a detour, and forcefully asked them to change their route, and helped them guard the camp overnight, and refused to give the other party a chance to explain. This trick was extremely forceful and did not make people feel happy.

Feel disgusted.

Dongling Niu Dao had seen few opportunities for aristocratic strength before. What he mainly saw were people who were struggling on the line of life and death like him. For a bite of meat or a knife, the strength of snatching each other was a bit like

The war between fierce beasts and fierce beasts, but in the case of Sister Xiu Eleven, it is a completely different story.

Aristocratic strength.

Don't allow the other party to distinguish.

I said.

You listen.

I don't care about your explanations, your reasons, everything.

Just follow my orders.

I gave the order.

Someone will discuss the details with you.

Whether you like it or not is not my concern at all.

Just like his aventurine sword.

Sister Xiu Eleven’s attitude towards those people was a bit of a stab at Dongling’s knives.
Chapter completed!