Kapitel 805: Nightmare

On a flat meadow, there was a river flowing from the South to the North.

On the East side of the river, stood a small village.

The village looked dilapidated with most of the houses being madhouses made by the bricks of yellow mud. These muds were dried under the sun before being made into walls and held together by wooden poles to make an older-style house.

A group of children was running up and down by the riverbank, shouting and crying out loud while running through the village. Behind them, one could hear the shouting from the elderly.

One of the children who were in the middle had a good-looking face and was running along playfully with the other children.

Time passed and there was a sudden uproar at the village front where a group of people was creating trouble.

"We are not moving and that's it! Why should our village be destroyed?" A group of strong men wielded iron shovels and wooden sticks were shouting.