There were also some men who could be considered in the prime of their lives, huddled around a large pot. The flames burned beneath the pot, which likely stewed various wild vegetables, as Yun Jiuqing couldn't catch even a hint of the scent of meat.
"What is... What is happening here? I... I've never seen these people when I passed by before!" Yun Jiuqing spoke with a tone of shock.
"Amitabha..." Monk Zhi Kong said worriedly, "Perhaps, these are villagers who have fled from some disaster."
"Fleeing from disaster?" Yun Jiuqing froze, "I don't recall hearing about any famine striking Nanjun recently! There hasn't been any flood either, right?"
Monk Zhi Kong shook his head, "Disasters aren't the only reasons people choose to leave their homes and flee."
He sighed and continued, "There are also man-made calamities... that can lead to situations like this. Although this monk hasn't been away from Hanling Temple for long, my travels have exposed me to many such incidents."
