Rebirth: Living in Wilderness with My Superpower-Chapter 47 - Where to Go

Chapter 47: Chapter 47 Where to Go

Chapter 47 -47 Where to Go

However, the siege was very bad news for Old Uncle Qiu and his family.

If Bai Junjun had guessed correctly, the moment they appeared within the city walls, the Government Officials would capture the four men of the family, so the Qiu family could no longer stay in Xuanwei Seven Cities.

But no one knew how long the war would last, and hiding in the forests was not a solution, unless they could find a place like Peach Blossom Spring and hide from the world forever.

However, the world is vast, where could they find such a pure land?

“Why don’t I enlist?” the eldest son said, somewhat disheartened. At least this way, his wife and children could continue to stay in the city. Constantly hiding like this was not a solution.

“Nonsense, don’t you see the state of the world? Without a man at home, how do you expect Xiao Shan and the children to survive?” Old Uncle Qiu was the first to disagree.

“Big brother, don’t let your emotions rule you. Have you forgotten the other wives and children in our village? Eldest sister-in-law and Xiao Shan could also be taken away,” Lao Er anxiously reminded.

With this said, Qiu Da calmed down and sighed repeatedly, “When will this chaos ever end?”

Chaos, chaos, it’s the world in disarray, but the common folk who suffer.

Old Uncle Qiu looked at his sons with faces full of despair for a long while before clenching his fists.

“Let’s go to Biluo then.”

“!” Everyone turned to look at their father upon hearing this.

“Isn’t it said that Biluo takes in refugees? Since so many people are going there, a few more won’t matter.”

“But the journey there…” Qiu San was a bit worried about encountering Government Officials conscripting men.

“As long as we don’t enter the city, we should be fine. After all, the Government Officials are busy managing the refugees inside the city and won’t disperse their forces to chase after those who have escaped. We just need to be careful.”

“Miss Junjun, what do you think?”

Bai Junjun had undoubtedly won over the Qiu family with her behavior these past few days, and Old Uncle Qiu had a lot of faith in her, not to mention the others.

Named, Bai Junjun simply nodded, “For now, heading down to Biluo seems to be the only option. Once we get there, we’ll consider our next moves.”

This was the only option available among an array of hopeless choices.

“However, before we go to Biluo, we must reorganize our luggage; we can’t take these two carts with us.”

Upon hearing this, the Qiu family looked at the luggage they had brought along the way with a tinge of heartache.

On top, they had their fur coats, along with pots, pans, ladles, and all kinds of personal belongings they’d carried with them for years, not something they were willing to discard.

“Now is not the time to be sentimental,” Bai Junjun reminded them coolly. “There are others besides us heading south to Biluo, carrying too much makes us an easy target for robbery among fellow travelers.”

After all, the road they were about to take would not be as deserted as the one to Cold City had been.

Traveling with them would be the multitudes of refugees, many of whom had lost their humanity to famine.

Seeing them pushing carts and carrying their children along with large and small bags, they would likely be seen as fat sheep ripe for the taking, stripped clean in an instant.

Then they would be left with nothing at all.

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“Junjun is right. These are but material possessions. Once we find a place to settle, we can buy new things,” Old Uncle Qiu sighed and made the decision.

And so the group began selecting the essentials to take with them.

Water bladders were a must, one always needs to drink on the road.

Bows and arrows, as well as large knives, were also essential. They served as weapons for self-defense and could also serve to deter fellow travelers.

Mushrooms and wild vegetables were crucial, for replenishing food supplies on the journey south would likely be difficult, and these would serve as their rations.

They had to abandon furs, pots, pans, ladles, spare clothes, buckets, and the carts, as they were unnecessary burdens.

As for the rest, Bai Junjun gripped the three rough grains of rice in her pocket, a gift from Madam Liu.