C882 A Few Trees?

After Third Uncle finished speaking, he had already set a direction for us to follow.

We were no longer like before. Ever since we came to this Yellow Mud, we were like three headless flies, constantly running around.

"Martial Uncle, you also know about Feng Shui?"

Fatty asked curiously from the side.

When Third Uncle heard this, he became spirited again, "Cut the crap, your Martial Uncle