My whole family time-traveled! I became a god during my exile in a famine.

Chapter 140 Discovery
It turns out that what the village chief of Xiaoluotuogou said earlier was indeed true.

Their village was indeed affected by the earthquake, and they fled to the Camel Peak Temple for emergency refuge.

The abbot, in the spirit of humanitarianism, also accepted the villagers of Xiaoluotuogou.

There were many villagers, and they didn't have enough food when they escaped, so the temple used its own food rations to subsidize these outsiders.

But there were about two hundred villagers, and gradually even the temple's food supplies ran out, so they went to the back mountain to dig for wild vegetables.

After all the wild vegetables had been dug up and the grass had been stripped bare, just as everyone was worrying about where to get food, some people who had fled from Wan'an Prefecture climbed over the mountains and found the temple, asking for a drink of water.

The monks, being foolish, led people to the spring behind the village to fetch water, and then a talented person among the villagers came up with a clever idea to make money.

Isn't there a water shortage outside? It's perfect to be near this spring and ask passersby for food. If they want to stay overnight, they'll need to provide extra food.

There must be many people fleeing from the villages near Wan'an Prefecture now. Everyone wants to escape to a safer place, such as Binzhou, which is close to Huajiang and has abundant resources.

If something goes wrong, they can escape by waterway.

When traveling from Wan'an Prefecture to Binzhou, Camel Peak is a must-pass place, and everyone insists on stopping at the temple halfway up the mountain to rest.

If we sell water in exchange for grain, we can definitely get a lot of things.

So they sent the old village chief to discuss it with the monks. The abbot was the first to object, and the monks were all stubborn, shaking their heads repeatedly, saying no, no.

How can we profit from a national crisis like this? Spring water is a gift from the mountain spirits, isn't it? How can we sell it at such a high price? Making money off of this dishonest nature.

This is blasphemy and absolutely unacceptable.

Xin Wenyuan was furious when he heard this, and slammed his hand on the table, "So these ungrateful wretches just arrested you? And detained you in the woodshed in the backyard?"

"When did this happen? How long have you been locked in the woodshed?"

The abbot said, "Amitabha," and "Fortunately, you kind people arrived in time. We were imprisoned the day before yesterday, but we were rescued by you today."

Xin Nian asked the monk, "What should be done with these people?"

The abbot, with a kind and benevolent expression, chanted a Buddhist prayer, saying, "Heaven cherishes life. Since we are all safe, let us release them."

Xin Nian rolled her eyes, not quite agreeing. "Old monk, you're letting a tiger return to the mountain; there will be endless trouble in the future. These people are not good people."

The abbot smiled, clasped his hands together, and sighed, "They are also a group of homeless people. Since they did not actually harm anyone, let them leave."

Xin Nian rolled her eyes so hard they almost reached the sky. "Those people came up with the brilliant idea of ​​guarding the spring to exchange for grain. They won't give up so easily."

"Do you believe that as soon as we leave, they can kidnap you again and continue to make money from the spring?"

Xin Wenyuan quickly restrained his eloquent little ancestor and bowed to the presiding master, saying, "Then let's listen to what the master says. I'm sure the master already has a good plan."

The old monk smiled kindly, "Young benefactor, your consideration is excellent. I have already planned to lead a group of monks to Yonghe Temple in the neighboring county to meet up with my fellow monks."

Xin Nian blinked. "You don't want that spring? You're just going to give it up to those bad people?"

The old monk was amused by her words. "Actually, those villagers weren't really evil people. At least they didn't harm us."

"Monk, your standards are really low," Xin Nian commented precisely.

Everyone's lips curled down as they tried hard to suppress their laughter.

“If you don’t want that spring, I’m going to dig it up myself.” Xin Nian’s eyes sparkled.

The old monk was taken aback, then smiled kindly, “Amitabha, if you are destined to have this spring, then take it. It is an ownerless spring in the mountains and does not belong to our temple. It is only right and reasonable for someone with the right affinity to take it.”

Xin Nian, along with Luan Dalong and his men, along with His Highness the Crown Prince and Chang Mianmian, happily went to the back mountain to find a mountain spring. The spring was easy to find; not far from the back gate of the temple, a clear spring came into view.

Clear water gushed from the spring. Chang Mianmian skipped over, poked a small sip with her finger, and her eyes lit up. "Sister, it's sweet."

Xin Nian nodded and instructed Luan Dalong and the others, "You guys wander around the area."

After Luan Dalong and the escorts left with their underlings, Xin Nian used spatial cutting to easily scoop up the small spring, soil and all, and bring it into the farmhouse courtyard.

A deep pit appeared on the ground, almost bottomless.

Xin Nian got some stones, shaved them into slabs, and covered the deep pit layer by layer.

Seeing that no more water was gushing from the spring, she was quite satisfied and asked the two die-hard fans beside her, "How is it?"

"Extremely impressive."

"My sister is awesome."

Xin Nian chuckled and decided to try drawing spring water from the farmhouse courtyard.

Spring water gushed from my fingertips, and soon I had filled a jar.

Chang Mianmian exclaimed in amazement, "Sister, you can impersonate a water-type ability user again!"

“Miss Niannian has a special connection with the spring water, as the master said.” Xiao Jinzhi took the small jar she was holding and smiled slightly.

Xin Nian put her hands on her hips and said smugly, "That's right. Come on, let's go explore some other places."

Logically speaking, Camel Peak Mountain is quite rich in resources. Even if the wild vegetables are all gone, there should be other things to eat.

The people of Xiaoluotuogou probably think that it's much easier to make money by staying close to the clear spring and doing business, than to search the whole mountain for food.

"Sister, there's a vegetable garden nearby. It must have been planted by some masters, but it's all empty now. I bet the people from Little Camel Valley ate it all up a long time ago."

"This mountain is so big, what can't we eat?" Chang Mianmian asked with a puzzled look. "We can dig for loaches, roast small birds, and pick wild fruits. Even if all else fails, as long as there are trees, we won't starve to death."

Why detain a monk over a mere disagreement? Chang Mianmian just can't understand it. He has hands and feet; why can't he make something to eat?

Besides, Camel Peak isn't exactly a safe place, so why did you settle down here?
If a giant fireball were to fall from the sky like before, the forest would be engulfed in flames in no time, leaving no escape and burying everyone alive.

"Hmm... Is it possible that the villagers don't have that many recipes in their heads?"

Chang Mianmian thought about it and realized it made sense; she was an inheritor of five thousand years of culinary culture.

"Master." Liu Huo rushed to them. "Commander Hu has sent word that he has located the group of people sent by the Prince of Jin."

"The two sides fought on a mountain road ten miles away. The other side was a group of suicide soldiers who committed suicide when they couldn't win."

Xin Nian was intrigued. "Let's go take a look."

When the three followed Liu Huo to the scene of the fight, they did not see any corpses, only faint traces of blood.

It seems that Commander Hu and his men have already cleaned up the body.

"Sister!" Chang Mianmian suddenly exclaimed.

Xin Nian's attention was no longer on Commander Hu, who was talking to the Crown Prince.

Her eyes shone as she stared at a large crater ahead, likely a breach blasted open by something during the battle.

Xin Nian picked up a branch and walked forward, seemingly casually rummaging through the things that had fallen by the pit.