Chapter 180: Will the villagers of Shanglin Village settle down in the deep mountains?
The second refugee paused for a moment; he seemed to have a knack for jinxing things…
"Let's go take a look!"
The leader of the migrants stood up and walked directly to the riverbank. Watching the Shanglin Village residents leave quickly and orderly, the leader's veins bulged with rage.
"Damn it! They got away again!"
The third migrant frowned, his face full of resentment.
"Brother, are we just going to let them get away like this?"
We have several hundred people now, and with others, we should be able to put up a fight..."
"Fight? What are we going to fight with? Human lives?"
Human life is worthless nowadays, but no one will risk their life for us for no reason.
Those people are too strange. I have a feeling they have a master lurking in the shadows helping them. If it were nighttime, we might have a chance, but fighting them in broad daylight gives us no chance of winning.
"Can…………"
The group was extremely unwilling, but they could only watch helplessly as the people from Shanglin Village entered the mountains.
"Ningbao, those people didn't chase after us; they're just standing there, jumping up and down in anger!"
Zhou Rongzhang, who rarely goes out for a stroll during the day, drifted up to Ning Bao.
Ning Bao breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that the refugees behind them hadn't caught up.
"It seems there's nothing major happening today. Grandpa Zhou, you've taken your stroll. Go back to the Soul Nourishing Talisman and rest. Spending too much time outside during the day isn't good for you."
Given your current situation, the best course of action is for you to retreat into seclusion within the Soul Nourishing Talisman.
Zhou Rongzhang gazed longingly at the sky for one last time.
"Okay, I'll head back now. Call me if you need anything."
"By the way, Ningbao, don't you have a destination yet?"
Ning Bao shook her head.
"No, the village chief said we'll take it one step at a time and stop when we find a suitable place."
I think we should find a place with good feng shui, a place where smoke can rise, to settle down. In our Taoist feng shui, this is extremely important.
Sigh! Winter is almost here, and it'll be a real problem if we can't find a place to stay before it snows...
“Ning Bao…” Zhou Rongzhang paused for a moment.
"Sigh! Forget it, I'm going into seclusion in the Soul Nourishing Chamber. Don't look for me for the next two weeks..."
Zhou Rongzhang had originally planned to recommend a place to Ning Bao and the others, but then he thought better of it and decided to wait until they left the forest before telling Ning Bao. The important thing now was to get on the road.
They had a very good impression of the people in Shanglin Village, and they could clearly feel the different atmosphere around them when they were outside.
So neither the children nor the women dared to speak loudly until they entered the mountains, at which point the atmosphere became lively.
"Ugh, I was so bored! What happened, village chief? I felt like someone was watching us from the shadows with a knife at their side."
The village chief looked at the old woman who had spoken.
"Sister Zhang, you're right. There were indeed people hiding in the shadows just now. The danger on the outskirts hasn't completely subsided yet. Let's all hurry this afternoon and get into the deep mountains."
Old Man Zhang, who was standing next to Granny Zhang, also responded.
"I have to say, I think it's much better in the mountains than outside. People outside are so scary these days, even scarier than the wolves in the mountains. Sometimes I think, wouldn't it be nice if we found a cave or built some thatched huts deep in the mountains and lived there?"
The village chief glanced at the crowd. Everyone was overjoyed after hearing Old Zhang's words. The village chief frowned and said in a deep voice,
"The mountains are indeed nice; there's no shortage of food or firewood, and water is plentiful, but..."
Humans are social creatures, and we live a peaceful life hiding in the deep mountains, isolated from the world.
One year? Two years? Three years? Or five years?
We have peace and quiet now, but what about later?
We old folks don't care, we're all old enough to be buried, but what about the children?
Are they going to stay here their whole lives without ever growing or gaining experience?
Or do they not need to get married?
Some might say that there are plenty of children in the village anyway, so we can just have them all ourselves.
The village chief paused for a moment, then looked at the villagers with their complex expressions.
"Have you ever thought about this? We can handle this generation internally, but what about the next generation? And the generation after that?"
Then our village will be full of relatives. One day, all our descendants will be relatives to each other. What will they do then?
Should we let them marry their own brothers and sisters?
"Isn't it good to strengthen family ties through marriage?" an old woman muttered to herself.
The village chief glanced in the direction from which the sound came.
"A marriage between relatives? How many relatives do you want?"
Are they siblings? Cousins? Uncle and nephew? Aunt and niece?
This isn't a marriage between relatives, it's incest!
Humans are social beings. We can only improve ourselves by integrating into the community. We cannot live a life of just one breath; we must have aspirations. I still hope that one day I can settle down and live a life of plenty in my old age, free from worries about food and drink, surrounded by birdsong and fragrant flowers.
Anyway, I don't want to live like a hermit in the mountains forever. But everyone has their own ambitions. If any of you want to settle down in the mountains, I won't object. As fellow villagers, I will definitely wish you all the best.
And I'll smile and wave goodbye, then we'll part ways forever, never to meet again?
Villagers: "…………"
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