Aristotle once said that there are three types of people in the world, "the living," "the dead," and "those who go out to sea." Essentially, this was a critique of how unpredictable the lives of sailors are, often hanging in the balance between life and death.
In Buji Island, especially in the North District, people tend to rephrase this as "the living, the dead, and those who enter the forest."
Though the wording is different, the meaning remains the same.
Once you enter the Silent Forest, your fate is in heaven's hands, with fortune and misfortune equally uncertain; you could die at any moment, or you might live on indefinitely.
A week ago, if someone had mentioned this phrase to Zheng Qing, he would likely have chuckled, and if in a good mood, might have engaged in a chat, sharing anecdotes he had heard about the Silent Forest. He certainly wouldn't have given it much more thought.