Chapter 142 The Prey Was Not Sold

"Ningbao, is this okay? Won't they wake up halfway through?"

Ning Bao smiled and looked at the village chief.

"Don't worry, Village Chief. As long as I'm here, they won't wake up. I should be able to wake them up whenever I want."

The village chief looked at Mu Chunping without hesitation.

"Chunping, let Ningbao come into town with us! I'm worried about her without her."

Ning Bao raised an eyebrow without making a sound after hearing the village chief's words, but couldn't help feeling a thrill inside.

With about 20 or 30 miles to go before reaching the town, no one dared to delay. At the village chief's command, they quickened their pace and continued on their way.

It took the group about half an hour to leave the forest, and as soon as they emerged, they sensed a different scene.

Emerging from the woods, they found themselves on the main road. The people of Shanglin Village had set off early, and although they had been walking for half an hour, it was still not quite dawn.

Many people lay sprawled on both sides of the official road, all of them sharing a common characteristic: their bodies were tattered and their faces were thin and sallow.

Fortunately, the main road near the woods was relatively remote, and not many people stayed there overnight. The group had only glanced at the road when the village chief called them back.

The village chief looked at the crowd.

"Junshan, you and Jianfei take a few people and go outside to check the situation."

After the village chief finished speaking, he looked at Mu Chunping.

"Chunping, you stay here and look after your family. Your father can't be without you."

Mu Chunping glanced at his family and nodded.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, Uncle."

Shen Junshan and Lin Jianfei didn't delay and immediately took Lin Hai and Zhu Zi, who were carrying their tools, and went out.

A few alert individuals on the official road outside spotted the villagers of Shanglin Village the moment they peeked out. They were now staring intently at the direction from which the village had just appeared, like hungry wolves.

As soon as Shen Junshan and his burly men appeared, carrying machetes, the others immediately looked away.

Come to think of it, this journey of fleeing famine has lasted for more than a month, and those who have made it this far and survived for so long are basically not good people.

Seeing the looks in the eyes of the people on the official road, Shen Junshan and his companions felt a chill run down their spines. They quickly looked around and inquired about the situation in Yunliu Town.

Not long after, the group returned.

The village chief's expression turned serious as he looked at the group.

"Junshan, how's it outside? Can we get into Yunliu Town?"

Shen Junshan frowned and said in a deep voice,

"Village chief, the situation outside is not optimistic. We just looked around and there are still quite a few refugees on the main road nearby."

Moreover, these refugees are now lacking food and clothing, and everyone is almost driven crazy. The "two-legged sheep" incident had already started circulating more than ten days ago.

Although it rained a few days ago, which has alleviated the drought a lot, everyone is still out of food.

The situation in the town isn't much better. Although it's still possible to get in and out, I heard that almost all the businesses in the town have left, and the few that remain are packing up and preparing to move.

Therefore, given the current situation, we probably won't be able to sell our prey in Yunliu Town.

Shen Junshan glanced at the surrounding villagers.

"Also, our people are too clean, while the people outside are sallow, thin, and covered in tattered and dirty clothes."

Although our clothes were worn, they weren't dirty, and everyone's complexion was not only rosy but they had also gained a lot of weight compared to when we first left home.

The village chief paused for a moment and looked at the villagers. It seemed that everyone's faces had become fuller and their complexions had become much fairer.

Thinking back, when I was at home, I didn't know where my next meal would come from, and I was busy working under the scorching sun all day long.

During this time, they ate wild vegetables, rabbits, and pheasants in the forest all day long. The forest wasn't so sunny, and their complexions were much better than when they were at home.

The village chief was a smart man; he knew how to make arrangements after Shen Junshan only gave him a brief hint.

The village chief went directly to Mu Dasheng.

"Brother Dasheng, you heard what Junshan just said, right?"

Mu Dasheng nodded.

"I heard you. Oe, what are your thoughts?"

The village chief glanced at Ningbao nestled in Li Guizhi's arms, hesitated for a moment, and then pondered,

"Brother Dasheng, the situation outside is not good right now. It seems we won't be able to sell the game we brought today."

"It's too conspicuous to carry it like this, but I can't bear to throw it away, so I'd like to ask Ningbao to help me put the prey away."

"I……"

The village chief paused for a moment and then said in a low voice,

"Brother Dasheng, I accidentally discovered that Ningbao has a place where he can hide things, so I'd like to ask Ningbao for help..."

Mu Dasheng pondered for a moment, then looked sharply at the village chief.