A peasant girl with a special ability uses herself and two wolves to escape famine!

"Dacheng, go down the mountain tomorrow and take a look. The rain has stopped for several days now, the water should have receded by now, right?"

The old woman was extremely worried about her family and was so anxious that she developed several blisters on her lips.

"Okay, Mother, I'll go first thing tomorrow morning."

"Dacheng, let's go together tomorrow. My dad's anxious to come back!" someone chimed in. It would be great to have company, to go down the mountain together.

"Okay! Let's do it together."

"Let's go too!"

"My son should go see him too!"

They were chatting animatedly outside.

Xia Ning listened silently inside the house. Were they in such a hurry to go down the mountain to their deaths?

At such an advanced age, doesn't he have any sense of danger? What use is a family if he's dead?

It’s hard to persuade a ghost who is looking for death with good words.

Even if she told them, they wouldn't believe her; they might even think she was cursing them.

People in ancient times were terrified of the plague, so she'd better keep quiet.

"Mom, we're back!"

"How is it?" She was so worried about the house, she wanted to go back and check on it.

"We'll have to wait a few more days. The water's up to our chests. It's high up here; it must be much deeper elsewhere," the man gestured, indicating the depth.

"Oh my goodness, how can it be so deep? What are those who didn't make it to the top going to do?!"

What can you do? Drown!

None of them dared to say that there were many corpses in the water, some of which were so swollen from being submerged that they looked like they might explode at any moment; it was particularly frightening.

Moreover, there were many, many more bodies in the water than one or two.

How can one proceed? There's a corpse every few steps. Who would dare to walk?

My friends and the others are lucky they didn't go down; they would have been terrified. They're all men, and they were scared to death. We can't go down this mountain now. Absolutely not, unless the water recedes, and ideally, until there are no more bodies.

Xia Ning was all too familiar with the situation below. Jiang Yi would go down to check on things every two or three days.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so certain that a plague would break out; so many people had died, and the government hadn't arranged for anyone to retrieve or cremate the bodies.

I have no idea what officials in ancient times did. Were they just drinking and having concubines? They didn't do any serious work.

Now, isn't it time for those who live off the public rations to make sacrifices?

The people on the mountain don't leave, so their activities are restricted, and they can only endure it slowly.

Some people couldn't wait any longer and started walking down the mountain with their families. They vowed that they would swim home, even if it meant wading through the mountains.

With one person taking the lead, others also become eager to follow suit.

One household, two households, three households—more and more people came down the mountain. Until they were the only ones left on the mountain.

"Jiang Yi, let's go too."

"Where are we going? Down the mountain?" Wasn't it said that there was a plague and we couldn't go down the mountain?

"No, we'll take the mountain path. Look, these mountains are all connected; we'll climb them one by one. We'll head southwest. Maybe we can find some goods on the mountain."

He likes to stock up on things!

"Okay, let's call out the wolves too." He's been losing confidence in himself lately, feeling that his alertness has deteriorated too much.

"Ah."

After storing the wooden house in their space, they walked slowly along the mountain path.

The mountain road was difficult to traverse, and this time, they really had to walk; the mule cart was unusable.

The journey was slow and inefficient, with frequent stops and starts.

The main problem was that Xia Ning would pick and take away any wild vegetables, herbs, and mushrooms she recognized.

Jiang Yi and the wolf, however, were not about to let any wild animals go. Water was plentiful here, and while the wild animals were few, they weren't scarce either.

I spend more time stocking up on goods each day than walking.

They travel during the day and sleep in wooden cabins at night.

"Xiao Ning, there's a stream over there, how about we sleep there tonight?"

Jiang Yi's eyes lit up. Where there's water in the stream, there are fish. Tonight, they'll eat grilled fish.

"Row."

There are plenty of wild vegetables and mushrooms by the stream; she can pick some too. It's been a long time since the space has been upgraded.

The main problem is that we really didn't have any stock for them to store along the way.

Looking at Jiang Yi, who was throwing fishing nets with all his might not far away, she realized that he had been stockpiling goods recently and would definitely upgrade again. One day, she would be able to enter the space.

Those coming down the mountain were stunned to see the bodies on the water's surface. How had they managed to wade through such treacherous water to get home? They were too lazy to climb back up; the path was too slippery and difficult to traverse. They found a spot halfway up the mountain and waited for the water to recede.

Good heavens, so many corpses! How many people must have died? Luckily they ran fast; otherwise, they would have ended up like them.

Sin!

The children were so frightened that they had nightmares and cried incessantly at night; some even developed a fever that very night.

What could we do? There was no medicine, so we could only keep wiping the child's body.

Three days later, the two babies died. Their families were devastated and regretted coming down the mountain too early, scaring the children.

She even verbally abused the man, saying things like, "Can't you just talk properly? It's too scary down the mountain, we can't go down."

Their poor children!

The man in the house was frantically pulling at his hair, his eyes bloodshot.

Someone who couldn't stand it spoke up and said something fair: "Even if the water recedes, the bodies will still be there; there's no escaping it."

Yes, after the water recedes, the corpses might be even more frightening; the timid wouldn't be able to bear it.

Good heavens! Are you trying to kill us?!

They only thought about how horrible the corpse was, but no one considered that the rotting corpse might harbor bacteria and cause illness.

If they had known, they would have waded through the water to gather the bodies together and burn them.

"Old man, with such a huge flood, I don't even know if our house has collapsed."

"I reckon it's over. Our dilapidated house won't last more than a few years if it doesn't rain."

"What should we do?"

The old man's eyes were cloudy as he stared ahead. What to do? Just endure it!

As long as you don't die, isn't it just a matter of slowly enduring it? Think about life nowadays, death is actually a blessing, living is hard!

"The weather's been nice these past few days, so pick some more leaves and dry the wild grass. Down the mountain, there's definitely nothing to eat."

Old people are shrewd; judging from the disaster, they knew a famine was coming. As for a plague, they didn't even consider that possibility.

Yes, even if there was any grain, it was all submerged. After that, before the crops ripened, everyone ate tree leaves and bark.

Our future food supply will come from these plants on the mountain; in the future, we might not even be able to eat tree leaves anymore.

The people on the mountain were no longer in a hurry to come down; they went crazy, pulling up grass and leaves on the mountain.

They would even fight tooth and nail over a single blade of grass.

The mountainside was quickly stripped bare by their ruthless looting. They climbed higher and higher, picking as much as they could.

"Father, something terrible has happened!"

"What's wrong? Stop making such a fuss all the time." The sudden shout startled him, making his heart pound.

"Two young men from the mountain have gone missing."

"They probably thought there was no food left on the mountain, so they went somewhere else," the old man said dismissively.

These past few days, they've been really ruthless, not even sparing the grassroots.

"No, the house is gone too. It was such a big wooden house, they couldn't have carried it all away, it just vanished without a single piece of wood left."

As the man spoke, he rubbed his arms. "Everyone who came up the mountain today saw it. The house used to be a piece of land, completely bare, so bare it sent chills down everyone's spine."

"Don't talk nonsense. You must have come to the wrong place. That place is remote and hard to find."

"No, Dad, the shed we built is still there, exactly the same as when we left, only the two men and the wooden house are gone. Tell me, why is this so strange?"

The old man's hands were trembling slightly as he dried the grass.

"Father, tell me, are they divine beings or man-eating demons? If they are gods, why don't they lend a hand when they see us suffering so much?"

You little brat, keep talking! Keep talking! Who the hell is he trying to scare?