Back near the hut, the chief steward had brought back at least forty or fifty men, presumably they had assembled outside the 100,000 mountains and entered at once. However, because of the arrival of those forty or fifty people, the whole area was lively for a while, and the sound of conversation and construction of houses came and went, and it was difficult for us outsiders to mix anything, so we could only find an open space in front of the house and sit down without affecting others.

"Grandpa, where did you go for a walk just now?" I asked, bored.

"There's nothing special about it around here, it's just a normal jungle scene." Grandpa replied.

After Zhang Yao accompanied us back, he was not in a hurry to leave immediately, and the big head asked him, "Where is Zhang Wei?" ”

"He was sent out by the four stewards, and with him, a total of ten people went, as if to say that something had happened in the forest." Zhang Yao said.

From our current point of view, because it is daytime and the light is better, we can vaguely see that there is a team on the big screen that has reached the edge of the dense fog area, and other teams all over the mountains are also chasing me in this direction, and the death and injury will never stop.

I looked at it, and I was a little distracted for a moment, until the fat man shouted that it was time to eat lunch, and then I came back to my senses.

The next few days flew by and there was nothing else for us to do each day except to sleep or wander around. And their respective injuries have also improved in this period of time, which has surprised Taro. His exact words were, "It shouldn't have been possible for them all to recover so quickly, could it be because of the wooden house?" ”

I rubbed my shoulder, which had itched from the growth of new flesh from the wound, and looked at the wooden house where I lived, remembering that I had seen something similar in fairy tales before, that everything is born with a destiny, and once it exceeds the lifespan of its kind, then most likely it has an aura.

Come to think of it, the area where the Xuan family lives is full of towering trees with faint tops, and judging from the huge tree spirits with recovery ability that they encountered when they tried to enter Changshou Village in Grandpa's story, it is very likely that in a certain sense, these towering trees are invisible soldiers who defend this place.

The scattered clansmen of the Golden Country, who came in an endless stream of dust, quickly mingled with everyone. Because the number of people is constantly increasing, the originally spacious grassland is full of wooden houses made of giant trees, and when you look at it, you have the illusion of living in the vast grassland.

Pang Qinghe has never appeared since he broke into the patriarch's residence on the day of the fight. The door of the house was closed, and after several stewards who had never seen before returned, the five stewards had to go to the front of the house almost every few hours. Obviously, although the chief steward allowed Pang Qinghe to enter, he had no bottom in his heart about what Pang Qinghe wanted. And in fact, no one knows.

In the days that followed, the group of men who entered the foggy area before the other teams did not succeed, at least, we did not see them here. One by one, the following teams were destroyed. Many of the obstacles they experienced were something that we had not been exposed to by luck, so when I saw it through the big screen, I was a little glad that when everyone came in, the obstacles they encountered were really not worth mentioning compared to those people today. (To be continued......)