The group followed the old ape through the crescent-shaped gap and into the valley. Along the way, they felt many eyes on them—likely the hidden sentries the Moon Race had posted throughout the valley.
Passing through the valley, they came upon a mountain village with smoke curling up from kitchen chimneys. The sight immediately brought to mind a famous piece of ancient Donghua literature, *Peach Blossom Spring*.
The land was flat and vast, the houses neat and orderly.
Paths crisscrossed the fields, and the sounds of chickens and dogs could be heard.
This place was like a pure land, isolated from the rest of the world.
The group also noticed that the villagers living here were all remarkably good-looking, most with skin as fair as jade.
"These are all members of the Moon Race. Some choose to go out into the world, while others stay in the village. Some who grow tired of the world's conflicts also return here to live in seclusion."
Daoist Bailong said.
