Yang Zimi rolled his eyes at him and studied the thing again. He couldn't figure out why the small thing was so heavy. Could it be that there was something inside?
Or maybe, this is the same artifact as her precious little iron tower?
Yang Zimei looked sideways and vertically, but couldn't figure out the reason.
"Don't look at it. The reason why this thing is so heavy is because there are at least millions of resentful souls inside."
Xue Hu spoke out.
"What?"
Yang Zimei looked at him in horror, "How could it be? I don't feel any resentment or evil spirit in it at all."
"That's because it was swallowed and digested by this object."
Xue Hu explained, "Of course, this is also related to the fact that your Taoism is still relatively low."
Yang Zimei nodded.
She has only been practicing for a short time, so naturally she cannot compare with a monster clan like Xuehu that has a history of tens of thousands of years.
Therefore, what he can see may not be visible to him.
This thing can swallow and digest millions of lonely souls and ghosts, so it forms this strange aura.
For those who have been active near Lotus Lake for a long time, are they poisoned? Could it be related to this smell?
"Snow Lake, is there any way to seal these auras?"
Yang Zimei was worried that taking this away would harm many people.
"It's more laborious."
After Xue Hu finished speaking, he took the object, sat cross-legged, and began to form seals and cast spells.
I saw a steady stream of white gas coming out of his head, and his fingers were moving quickly over the object, which made Yang Zi's eyes dazzled...
The black and white aura that originally leaked continuously from the object gradually weakened and finally disappeared.
"Success!"
Yang Zimei shouted happily.
Xue Hu closed his eyes and rested for a while, then stood up and nodded with satisfaction, "It was easier than I expected. It seems that someone has used this object to absorb part of its power."
"What does this power do?"
"have no idea."
Xue Hu shook his head and said, "I guess he is practicing some kind of evil internal energy."
"evil?"
Yang Zimei thought of Meng Tianxiao and Wang Zeyuan.
It can't be those two old guys, right?
By the way, Long Zhutian's mother was imprisoned under the lake here. Could it be related to those two guys?
The more she thought about it, the more suspicious she became.
If this is true, the massacre of the Long family must be inseparable from the two of them.
The dead people in the lotus lake might also be their fault.
There were so many dead people in the lake, but there was no resentment. It was obvious that they were all sucked into this incense burner-like object.
"Auntie, who did you put in prison?"
Yang Zimei turned around and asked Mother Long, the key witness.
Mother Dragon is currently listening to Zhuge Yue's talk about Long Zhutian's current affairs. She is listening with rapt attention, her face full of maternal love.
As soon as he heard Yang Zimei's question, his whole body trembled, his lips trembled, his whole body curled up, he held his head in his hands and squatted beside the stone chair.
Seeing her frightened look, Yang Zimei's heart twitched a few times and he reached out to hug her.
"Auntie, don't be afraid. You won't be imprisoned in the future. Zhutian and I will protect you."
Yang Zimei patted her shoulder, cast a calming spell on her, and comforted her.
The Dragon Mother gradually settled down in her arms and stopped trembling.
Yang Zimei didn't dare to ask any more questions.
I had to wait a few days, slowly bring her out of her psychological shadow, and then guide her carefully.