In the camp, each man's dwelling was some distance, sparse but also scattered, each guarding his own territory, and there was always a fence between them. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A high fence was built between the three groups of people's territory, and various facilities to increase the sense of distance emerged one after another, and they were very guarded against each other.

The south wind house sits north and faces south, a small circular courtyard with a courtyard door open on the south side.

The one in the west, whom we will call for the time being, dug a hole at random, and lived like a wild man; Uncle Cao to the north, occupying the cloaked man's cabin; The coffin man on the east side is also very casual about the kind of residence, and several large coffins are stacked on top of each other; There is a small path outside the gate of the south courtyard, and there is a cover living on the opposite side, several slender logs are overlapped and tied with each other, wrapped in layers of animal skins, and a tent is set up, and there is a fire pit in the center of the shed, on which a pitch-black pot is hanging.

At this time, in the hole in the ground, the man in the hole has a wolf skin under his buttocks, his nose is stirring, and the next door is eating! Chewing on the wood-like jerky, the cave man felt bitter.

Since such an exquisite trench came next door, the standard of living has thrown me hundreds of streets, and the days that were going to be completed have immediately become bitter.

In fact, the Cave Man is a bat demon who has always alternated between East and West, as the days are short and the nights are long during the season, and he likes the dark. Because of this, his hearing is very sensitive, and every day he listens to the faint sound of knocking from next door, and his curiosity makes him feel like a cat's paw scratching every day.

Not to mention that his curiosity was not satisfied, he had other needs that needed to be met urgently. Several times I wanted to go to Nanfeng and help build a house. Because he fell in love with a girl under Ayara, he wanted to propose to someone to live, but the girl disliked his place of residence and was stunned and disagreed.

Besides, he has a good relationship with the mustache, and he has been with the caped man for a long time. After so many days of hesitating back and forth, I still haven't crossed that hurdle in my heart. I haven't made up my mind yet. Hey, what a good demon with affection and righteousness.

To the north is Uncle Cao's house, a small wooden house with grass and mud on the roof, and a room is open from the beginning to the end. This is the original cloak man's residence, and it looks pretty good. This is for the solo, though. Uncle Cao has a big family.

It stands to reason that the boss's house is for the new boss to live in, but now, Nanfeng is just a boss on the surface, and he can't grasp the specific rights at hand.

Nanfeng shrugged, I don't mind~ If she can't build her own house here, or if she can't do this, she may still fight. However, she didn't mind, but there were people in Uncle Cao's family who looked at her house every day.

Even if the cloaked man's house is occupied by him, he can't stand the fact that he has a daughter-in-law and children, a large family, the eldest went out to live in their previous house, and the second is still crowded with them.

This cloaked man's cabin is the standard for a single dog, and Cao Lao Er is a girl with a lot of vanity, guarding her father's howl every day. Uncle Cao's brows can kill flies.

On the east side, a little unlucky, is a guy who lives in a coffin, there is a thousand-year-old cold fir coffin in a pit, on which several simple thin-skinned coffins are stacked on top of each other, and there are all kinds of strange sundries inside, it seems that the coffin man is a person who likes to pick up things and doesn't like to clean up.

Every night when he rested, he could hear the sound of the coffin closing with a bang. Although he is a demon cultivator who has been dealing with corpse refining for hundreds of years, it is said that because he has lived in a coffin for a long time, he has very severe joint pain, and even his spiritual power cannot alleviate it. He had complained to more than one person and really wanted to move. However, no one here is nosy. And he didn't have any good friends. So......

On this damn island, it is naturally not like on the mainland, where there are all kinds of craftsmen who provide daily needs for cultivators. Among these people, there are really not many people with good craftsmanship.

Although these things are easy for cultivators to do, what kind of technical work does not require skills? It's not like you have the power to do everything.

I didn't think there was anything before, the gaps were all compared, but now, where can my home be called a home? Quite a few people think so.

Everyone is ready to move, wanting to improve the living environment, not to mention anything else, the cave man hopes to transform the hole into a hole that is not leaky, dry and comfortable; The coffin man wanted to live in a high house, far from the ground, in fact, he had envied the small spire of the south wind countless times; Uncle Cao wants a big house, at least block the mouth of the second girl, and life can be calmer, his requirements are really not high; Agai wants to stabilize the house, at least the white hair wind season will not blow the roof away...... As for others, the demands are even more. Even Ayara and her gang are secretly planning how to get a relationship with her, so as to get more convenient skills for maintaining flowers and plants.

It was also a coincidence that everyone either took advantage of the night, or sneaked around, or pretended to meet by chance, and one by one, they all found the same person.

On this day, as soon as the sky was bright, Agai found the door of the south wind.

Hearing the pitiful call outside, the south wind hooked the corners of his mouth. Want to put me in the air? You don't need me if you have a temper.

Learn your skills well, as long as someone needs you, then you will never be a person without a sense of existence. - The Survival Handbook's Boss's Exclusive Secret.

Although she already knew the other party's intentions, she still made a cold but serious look, not cordial, nor alienated, bringing awe and goodwill.

"You may be seated."

"Stealing, the mouth is in parentheses?" Look at the delicate interior of the room, with its antique-shaped chairs, topped with fluffy cushions, dark brown with silver embroidery thread embroidered with some unknown plant. Sitting on it, in this cold winter, I only feel a warmth rising from below.

"Everyone cares about you!" Ah Gai didn't look around, holding the cup of tea in front of him that was still smoking, the green tea soup was like jasper, and a burst of fragrance came to his nose. That's life! A strong sense of distance suddenly rose in Agai's heart.

On weekdays, everyone talks through the wall, and they don't have this feeling, looking at the little girl who is close at hand, Ah Gai suddenly feels a little nervous. He tugged at his big black cloak. I don't know how to continue.

"Thank you, is there anything I need for this?" Nanfeng felt that he had left a cold impression on him, smiled slightly, and took a sip of tea.

There is a degree of relaxation, not too close, not too alienated.

"They want you to build them a house." (For the convenience of everyone to read, please make up for it yourself, you can refer to the dark night man in "My name is MT".) ）

"Oh, I'm a little busy." The south wind refused, but did not refuse to the end strongly.

"This and this, I'll ask them again?"

When Ah Gai went out, he was immediately stopped by someone and walked a few steps to Uncle Cao's house. More than a dozen pairs of eyes inside looked at him, since Ah Gai came here, there had never been so many people looking forward to listening to him speak, he was proud, and he explained the situation carefully, and everyone finally heard it clearly, but they saw Uncle Cao smiling slightly.

"We'll have to show some sincerity, too. None of us said that we want people to work in vain? She doesn't care about us. The lamp in everyone's hearts was collectively lit, and their admiration for Uncle Cao rose even more, but everyone didn't understand it, he had already understood the meaning.

After everyone discussed it, Zhou Dazhui and his group invited a person who could build a house, saying that he was a carpenter into the Tao, but they paid a lot of price. Nowadays, there are three people in the camp, both sides are neat and tidy, the style is unified, only their own side, in order to alleviate everyone's unequal mentality, the man in the cloak specially ordered a batch of black cloaks, with a neat outfit, going out can cover the ugliness.

However, the cloaked men and their gang never like to invite people to their homes, and everyone knows why. Now everyone sees hope. Rectify the living environment.

Everyone raised funds, and Uncle Cao came out, saying that he would ask the boss for advice on whether the house renovation could be approved.

The posture is enough, and Uncle Cao doesn't feel aggrieved.

On this island, it has always been the capable. You are strong, but you are invincible with two fists, you have to serve the crowd, you have to contribute to the team, in order to enjoy the treatment of the leader.

This time, Nanfeng smiled and agreed.