Chapter 77 Overnight Stay

  It's dusk again, the sunset has not yet fallen, the afterglow is infinite, dyeing the horizon into a piece of crimson red, transparently red.

  That redness was like blood, but it wasn't real blood. It was only at the entrance of Zengjia Village that the crimson flowing all over the ground was truly human blood.

  Zhao Yan and Ding Dian were like two killing gods, under their swords and knives, they killed 50 or 60 people, causing limbs to be scattered all over the ground, blood flowing like a river, internal organs and intestines splattered everywhere.

  The sunset over Zengjia Village, the blood and the setting sun shining together, making that bright red color even more dazzling, as if it had become a Shura Hell.

  In this stunning scene, the members of the caravan and the villagers were all shocked, stunned like wooden chickens.

  "Zhao, these mountain bandits must belong to a considerable force. Today, you killed them all; aren't you afraid of their revenge in the future?"

  Luo Qiushui was the first to recover from his shock and immediately grasped the key to the situation, asking with some concern.

  He slightly shook his head, and Zhao extremely coldly said: "What's there to be afraid of? Those bandits in the Green Camp, although they seem quite arrogant, actually can't be considered a major force. They can only be called kings or overlords in rural areas. Let alone Four Sides City, they don't even dare go to Qiao Mu Town. A group of people who bully the weak and fear the strong won't amount to anything. If they still dare come over, one person will kill one person, a pair will kill a pair."

  "Brother Zhao is indeed domineering, and I was worried for nothing. Although Zengjia Village may not look impressive, it has many strong individuals. Apart from Brother Zhao's heroic stature, there are also Mr. Yuan and Mr. Ding, making this place a true dragon's lair and tiger's den. If those people dare to come again, they will indeed be seeking their own death."

  Lu Qiushui smiled and said.

  In this small village, there were actually so many martial arts masters hidden inside, which was far beyond Luo Qiushui's expectations and shocked him greatly.

  At this time, Zeng Yu came up, his face was quite pale and bloodless, obviously having received a great shock. He worriedly said to Zhao Ji: "Brother Zhao, so many people have died here, what can we do if the government asks questions?"

  "Government officials? Will they care about this matter?"

  Furrowing his brow, Zhao Ji said in doubt.

  After arriving in Tianjie, Zhao Ji had no contact with the government office and hadn't even heard any news from them. In this regard, he was completely blank.

  "I don't know either, I'm just afraid they'll interfere too much."

  The road that was once full of worries and fears.

  From this sentence, it can be known that Zeng Yu had little contact with the official side, but his impression of the official side was not very good.

  "Brother Zhao, you can rest assured. Although the Divine Turtle Island is within the territory of Wu State, it is located on the outermost periphery, and the imperial court's power is insufficient to control this place effectively. On the contrary, local forces such as sects, aristocratic families, and gangs are the true rulers here. Therefore, you don't have to worry about the imperial court's reaction at all."

  Luo Qiushui spoke up in time, dispelling Zeng Yu and Zhao Ji's worries.

  "Besides, the Green Camp is a powerful and lawless force that occupies the mountains, and has always been an open target for the imperial court to attack. Killing such bandits not only doesn't count as a fault, but also counts as a merit. Reporting this matter to the imperial court should even bring rewards."

  "I see, then I can rest assured. As for reporting to the imperial court and receiving rewards, forget it, there's no benefit in getting involved with the imperial court."

  Zhao Ji said resolutely.

  "Alright, Zeng lao ge, you don't have to worry either. These bandits attacked the village and got killed, it's what they deserved. If they dare to come back for revenge, we'll take care of them. The priority now is to clean up this mess."

  "Zhao, big brother, I'll have my people help you."

  Luo Qiushi expressed his positive attitude.

  The villagers and the Luo family's merchant team worked together. With over a hundred people, they cleaned up the village entrance in less than a quarter of an hour.

  Those broken arms, legs, internal organs and intestines were buried in a remote place by the villagers, and the bloodstains at the village entrance were also carefully covered up, leaving no trace from the outside.

  When everything was settled, the sun was about to set. Luo Qiushui saw that it was getting late and came to Zhao Ji's side, saying reluctantly: "Brother Zhao, it's getting late, I have to go."

  "Hmm, are you going back to Sifang City? If we set off now, it seems like we won't make it today."

  Zhao Ji casually asked a question.

  "It's really too late to arrive, so we'll go to Qiaomu Town first and find an inn to stay overnight, and set off again early tomorrow morning."

  Lu Qiushui replied.

  "Well then, why don't you stay in the village tonight? I'll just go ask the village chief if there's a place to stay."

  He didn't wait for Luo Qiushui's response and turned around to leave, going to find Zeng Yu.

  What Zhao Ji didn't notice was that in Luo Qiushui's charming big eyes, a bright light flashed, and a thread of joy flowed through her pupils.

  After discussing with Zeng Yu again, the dozens of people in the Luo family's merchant group were arranged to stay in the village. Although it would be a bit crowded, they could barely make do.

  Luo Qiushui, Luo Fu and two maidservants were arranged to stay at Ding Dian's place, while Luo Qingyun was assigned to Zhao Ji's home. As for the other members of the merchant group, they were distributed among various households in the village.

  "Zeng Lao Ge, there are no extra empty houses in the village, and many places are inconvenient. If I may say so, let's find a vacant lot and build a few more rooms, how about that?"

  Zhao Ji proposed to Zeng Yu.

  The originally vacant houses in the village were all occupied, and later, when Zhao Ji brought more people to ascend to heaven, there was no place for them to live. With another month's deadline approaching, he feared that his own place would not be able to accommodate more people, so Zhao Ji had this idea.

  "Build a house? Is it necessary? Aren't there enough houses in the village to live in?"

  Zeng had thought that it wasn't necessary to have so many houses in the village, and felt that as long as there were enough houses for people to live in, there was no need to build more, which would be a waste.

  "Zeng Lao Ge, look, the Luo family's merchant group will come again in the future. They can't always trouble everyone in the village to accommodate them, and it would also delay our guests. Moreover, if their numbers increase next time, I'm afraid the village won't be able to host them."

  Zhao Ji drummed up his lips and tongue to persuade him.

  "Well, I suppose so. Alright then, we'll start work in two days and build a few more rooms."

  After some thought, Zeng Yu finally agreed.

  In rural areas, building a house is relatively easy. Good houses are built with stones, slightly inferior ones with wood, and the worst are earth houses.

  The houses in Zengjia Village were almost all earth houses. These houses, except for a large gate in the courtyard, did not even have doors inside, showing how simple they were.

  This time, Zhao Ji prepared to bring out bricks and tiles, and the lime was already available. With these ready, building a house would be much easier.