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Yang Zimei then noticed that some people who had been staying in this lotus lake for a long time had dark or dark shadows on the Yintang.

She told Xuehu the discovery and asked him what was going on.

"Either there are evil spirits in this lake, or they are being wicked."

Xuehu looked a little sadly at the lotus lake in front of which was almost endless. "Sooner or later, more and more people will die here."

"Will they die here?"

Yang Zimei looked at the lotus in full bloom in the lake and no longer felt beautiful.

"Ok."

Snow Lake nodded.

"I don't know if anyone died here before. If so, why don't you see any souls here?"

Yang Zimei opened his eyes and looked at the black and white entangled breath. "What is that breath coming from? Snow Lake, can you see more than me?"

Snow Lake shook his head.

"What the **** are you talking about? How did I hear it?"

Zhu Gezhen, who had been listening carefully to them, finally couldn't help asking.

"You don't need to understand. You just have to know as little as possible here."

Yang Zimei found that for ordinary tourists, there is no such black line in Yintang.

There are only those who have been here for a long time. Most of them are elderly people and photographers who come here for leisure.

"By the way, have you heard of this before, have you died on the side of the lotus lake?"

Yang Zimei asked Zhu Gezhen, a local.

Zhu Gezhen shook his head, "I haven't heard it. Even if there is, in order to maintain the landscape here, it is estimated that the news is blocked, so as not to cause tourists to panic."

He is right. This is a harmonious world. Disharmonious things that affect mood stability are generally not exposed in the public view.

After visiting the Lotus Lake, there were no new discoveries.

Yang Zimei sat on a big rock, accompanied by Zhuge'an and Xuehu.

She thought about it.

In this seemingly beautiful lotus lake, there are hidden secrets.

As I was thinking, I suddenly saw Xuehu's figure dazzling, her legs swaying in the air, and her toes were constantly standing on the lake's lotus, running like a lotus school.

What happened to Xuehu?

Yang Zimei looked at him doubtfully.

"Well? Mr. Xuehu?"

Suddenly Zhu Gezhen noticed that the nearby Xuehu was gone and asked in doubt.

"Did you see it over there?"

Yang Zimei found that Snow Lake was walking on Hehua Lake in such an elegant way, and the tourists around it did not react, as if Snow Lake did not exist. Therefore, they suspected that Snow Lake had used the stealth spell, but they could see it, but others could not see it.

"Really, Yang Zimei, are you happy with me, will he be on the lotus? Do you think he is a Buddha, will he cross the river?"

Zhu Gezhen didn't find the figure of Xuehu, so he thought Yang Zimei was having fun with him.

Yang Zimei's gaze was completely on Xuehu at this time. She really didn't understand what Xuehu found, so she suddenly rushed to the other side.

Looking at Xuehu's hand, he took out a dark wet item from the lotus lake, and threw it again.

He made a circle in the center of the lotus lake and flew back to her.

"Xuehu, what did you pick up just now?"

Yang Zi asked in amazement.

"Human body."

Xuehu frowned, "I looked at it just now, and at least a dozen corpses were sunk in the mud."

"what?"

Yang Zi's eyebrows widened in amazement. "What's going on?"

"It's probably the person who died because of Yin Yin Poison."

"Who actually got them to the center of the lotus lake?"

"I don't know. You wait to see for yourself."

Snow Lake replied.

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【good night, see you tomorrow】