From a distance, there are piles of mountains-like things in the village, which complement the big green mountains behind the village.

“Huh?”

Ning Feng let Ula pull him into the village, and the closer he gets, the more strange he feels.

Looking from his position, there were no things like chickens and dogs. Only dwarves like ants rushed out and rushed back from all directions.

When he came out, he was like Ula, holding a pole with a net bag in his hand; when he came back, there was something hanging on the pole or something in the net bag.

They were dejected without gaining or having little harvest, and they were delighted with joy. They rushed to the village to the hills. When the pole was swung, the things in the net pocket were thrown onto the hills.

“Those are garbage…”

Ning Feng swallowed his saliva, stood outside the village, covering his nose with one hand and swaying while showing resistance to following Ula for the first time.

He felt that it would take some courage to enter this village. The things like hills in the village were just garbage that had accumulated over the years.

Ula looked back at him strangely, pulled him back, and spoke in a gurgling manner, while using gestures to express what he wanted to express to Ning Feng?

"you mean……"
Chapter completed!