Ghosts are not substantial, and they ca n’t hurt people at all.
Of course, the strong soul, with its strong willpower, can cause a certain magnetic field confusion to the people who have a deep resentment, affect the spirit of ordinary people, and thus cause their own situation to hurt themselves.
Yang Zimei will naturally not be affected by the soul of this old uncle. Therefore, let him sting his neck and wicked his neck.
The old man stabbed a few times and found that it was useless, so he gave up, squatting on the lotus leaves and crying.
"Old man, everyone is dead, so don't cry. I tell you, the cause of your death."
Yang Zimei couldn't bear it.
The old man looked up at her, "Why did I die? Why did I die here?"
"That's because you have poisoned! Those who stay here have light or heavy poisoning, come here after death. You see, there are a lot of corpses below."
Yang Zimei pointed at the corpses in the mud.
The old man took a few steps back, "Why? Is there a poisonous lotus?"
"The lotus is not poisonous. As for the specific reasons, I don’t know for the time being, because I have only come here today."
Yang Zimei answered.
The old man looked at her carefully and found that she was standing on the lotus leaf lightly. "Are you dead?"
"I haven't died."
"How can you stand on it so lightly without death? Aren't you what the lotus elf is called today?"
Lotus elves?
Yang Zimei felt that this explanation was pretty good, so as not to work hard.
So she nodded.
"It turns out, you are really a lotus elf."
The original gloomy expression was swept away, "I have been here for so many years, watching the lotus every day, now I die, and I can see the lotus elf at a glance."
Yang Zimei was sweating, thinking that his soul was looking for a look aimlessly, and asked, "What did you look for here before I came?"
"I didn't find anything? I just felt at a loss until you appeared that I was awake instantly."
The old man said blankly.
"Old man, don't find it, since you are dead, let's go early, I will help you overcome."
Yang Zimei knew, asking him again, I couldn't ask anything.
"Do you help me be over?"
The old man is full of joy, "Can you help me be able to renovate the rich and noble home?"
Yang Zimei smiled bitterly, "I can't do this, I can only help you go a little bit, and you can live a little peace in the next life."
"I have been peaceful enough in my life, I just want to be rich in my next life."
The old man disagreed.
Yang Zimei pursed his lips and didn't speak.
"Please, lotus elf, can you help me become immortal?"
The old man looked at her with eyes and asked.
"Oh, I can't help this."
Yang Zimei couldn't help laughing.
People's heart is not enough snake swallowing.
In fact, if a person can live a peaceful life, it is better than any rich and expensive.
"Then I'll go home first to see my wife's son."
The old man thought that he had no words and started to be sad again, but he didn't even have a grandson.
How can I die like this?
Why did this damn lotus lake make him poison?
Even let him die inexplicably here?
"Go."
At this time, Yang Zimei had seen Niu Tou horse noodles.
The old man goes back to see his family, and Niu Tou should be able to agree.
Therefore, she did not say to the old Poto, and returned to the snow lake.