Yang Zimei then discovered that several people who had been staying at the Lotus Lake for a long time had dark or light shadows and black air on the hall.
She told Xue Hu about this discovery and asked him what was going on.
"Either there is a monster in this lake, or someone has done something evil to it."
Xue Hu looked at the endless lotus lake with a melancholy look in his eyes, "If this continues, sooner or later more and more people will die here."
"Are they going to die here?"
Yang Zimei looked at the lotus flowers blooming all over the lake and no longer felt beautiful.
"Um."
Xue Hu nodded.
"I don't know if anyone died here before. If so, why can't you see any souls here?"
Yang Zimei opened his eyes and looked at the entangled black and white aura, "What on earth does that aura come from? Snow Lake, can you see more than me?"
Xue Hu shook his head.
"What on earth are you talking about? Why am I so confused?"
Zhuge Yue, who had been listening to them attentively, finally couldn't help but ask.
"You don't need to understand. You just need to know. Just try to come here as little as possible."
Yang Zimei discovered that ordinary tourists do not have this black line on the Yintang.
There are only people who have been active here for a long time. Most of them are elderly people who come here for leisure and photographers who take pictures.
"By the way, have you ever heard of people dying here at Lotus Lake?"
Yang Zimei asked Zhuge Yue, a local.
Zhuge Yue shook his head, "I haven't heard of it. Even if I have, in order to preserve the scenery here, the news is probably blocked, so as not to cause panic among tourists."
What he said makes sense. This is a harmonious world. Disharmonious things that can affect mood stability generally cannot be exposed to public view.
After inspecting Lotus Lake, I found nothing new.
Yang Zimei was sitting on a big rock, with Zhuge Yue and Xue Hu beside him.
She held her chin up and thought.
What shocking secrets are hidden in this seemingly beautiful lotus lake?
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw Xue Hu's figure swaying, his legs swinging in the air, his toes constantly tapping the lotus on the lake, like a lotus running towards school.
What happened to Snow Lake?
Yang Zimei looked at him doubtfully.
"Huh? Where is Mr. Xuehu?"
Zhuge Yue suddenly realized that the snow lake around him was missing, and asked in confusion.
"It's over there, didn't you see it?"
Yang Zimei discovered that Snow Lake was walking gracefully on Lotus Lake, and the tourists around him didn't react at all, as if Snow Lake didn't exist. Therefore, he suspected that Snow Lake had used an invisibility spell, so that he could only see it, but no one else could.
"Really, Yang Zimei, are you taking pleasure in my poverty? He can be on the lotus? Do you think he is a Buddha and can cross the river with a reed?"
Zhuge Yue didn't notice Xue Hu, so he thought Yang Zimei was taking advantage of him.
Yang Zimei's eyes were completely focused on Xue Hu at this time. She really didn't understand what Xue Hu had discovered, and why she suddenly rushed there like this.
Xue Hu reached out with his hand and fished out something dark and wet from the Lotus Lake, and then threw it down again.
He circled around the center of the lotus lake and then flew back to her.
"Xuehu, what did you pick up just now?"
Yang Zimei asked in surprise.
"Human corpse."
Xue Hu frowned and replied, "I took a quick look just now and found that there were at least a dozen corpses sunk in the mud."
"ah?"
Yang Zimei opened his mouth in surprise, "What's going on?"
"They are probably the people who died because of being poisoned by evil spirits."
"Then who brought them to the middle of Lotus Lake?"
"I don't know. You can go over and see for yourself later."