At this time, although it should be early summer according to the normal season, there is a thick ice on the surface of Qingshui Lake, and the lake is covered with snow.

According to common sense, this kind of big lake located in the center of the city should be surrounded by many houses, but Hua Changkai found that there were no houses about 300 zhang away from this lake.

Moreover, the lake is bare, without any trees, and the whole large lake looks more like a frozen flat square at this time.

Combined with the surrounding scenery, it shows a strange feeling.

Hua Changkai walked around the lake for most of the time, and suddenly squatted down, stretched out his hand and groped on the ground, he picked up the snow on the ground, touched the mud, grabbed a handful of hard frozen soil, put it under his nose and smelled it.

After this smell, he suddenly found that there was a fishy smell in the soil, and the place where he was was a hundred feet away from the lake.

Hua Changkai looked back at the houses behind him and found that the houses were on the high ground, and he immediately knew that this lake must rise in the rainy season, and his current position would be flooded by the lake at that time, so this situation would be caused.

Although she figured this out, Hua Changkai still felt that something was wrong.

After traveling around the lake for a distance, I found that the lake is really big, according to the area of the lake, after the high tide in the rainy season, it will expand to the surrounding area by 300 zhang...

If you roughly calculate the flowers, I feel that it is a little unscientific, because in that case, the lake level will inevitably rise, and the lake is so big that even if the lake level rises even if it is only one millimeter, the amount of water will be very large...

If the lake really expands by 300 zhang by then, then the extra water will only be as big as two Qingshui lakes. Maybe it's more than that.

This is not normal! It's not that the lake can't rise like this. It's been snowing this year. By now, the lake should be much higher than normal, not much lower than normal.

Hua Changkai stood by the lake, and the cold wind blew from the Qingyun Mountain on the other side of the lake, caressing his face.

The bright moonlight above his head sprinkled on the smooth surface of the lake, but it looked a little solemn and bleak.

There's something strange in this lake!

It seems that the legendary Qingshui Lake Water Prison should really exist.

Hua Changkai set his eyes on the small pagoda-shaped pavilion standing on the lake in the distance, and he frowned and looked at it carefully for a while, and suddenly a thunderbolt seemed to flash in his mind.

He hurried to the distant dwelling. When he reached the edge of the house, he lay on the ground and looked forward.

As far as the eye can see, it is much higher than the top of those small pavilions in the shape of pagodas!

It turns out that these kiosks do not usually appear, and only when the lake is lowered to a certain level, they will appear.

Hua Changkai immediately decided to give up the immediate exploration of the lake for the time being, but first to investigate the situation of the lake.

He took off his coat, found a no-man's place to dig up the snow and hide it, and spread his hair out, and when he messed up, he grabbed the sand and snow and rubbed it, making it slightly wet. It looked like it was covered in grease, and it ended up in tatters on the underwear on his body. That's when we infiltrated densely populated areas.

It had been more than an hour at night, and there were not many lights on the streets and few pedestrians, but the heavy snow had created countless refugees.

Most of these refugees are farmers who have come from outside the city to survive, begging for food during the day, or looking for some part-time jobs, and of course, a considerable number of them have to do some stealing and stealing to survive.

At night, they gather in some dilapidated houses and stay warm next to each other for the night.

At this time, the flowers appeared in a place where the poor gathered, but now occupied by refugees.

He walked down the street with his arms folded and pretended to tremble, and as he watched the side of the street, he noticed that even the drier aisles on the side of the street were crowded with refugees, and his heart could not help but become a little heavy.

It was very cold at night, and even if these refugees were huddled together, they could not sleep completely, and they surrounded the old man and the child in a circle, and the slightly stronger ones on the periphery, and at this moment they heard the sound of flowers blooming and moving, and they all stared at him with wide eyes.

Realizing that he was just a refugee, and that he had no extra clothes to snatch, they closed their eyes again, not even looking at him more.

The flowers bloomed until the end of the long street, when they heard a call from a dark corner.

"Young man, there's still some land here—" was an old man's voice, probably shivering from the cold.

Hua Chang Kai turned his head to look at the sound, and saw an old man cowering in the corner of a roofless earthen house, the ground under his feet was full of mud, but there was a thin layer of dead grass, but the dead grass had also become significantly damp.

Hua Changkai walked to the old man, only to find that in the old man's arms, he was still holding a baby.

He only glanced at it, and saw that the baby was on the verge of death, hungry and cold, about to take the baby's little life.

Hua Changkai sat down against the old man and said to him, "I'll hug me, I'll be warmer." ”

The old man immediately cast a grateful glance at him, and carefully handed the baby wrapped in rags and withered grass in his bosom into his hands.

After Hua Changkai took it, he held it in his arms, untied his clothes, and protected it with his flesh, while secretly pouring a trace of vitality into the baby to continue his life.

Probably felt the warmth of Hua Chang Kai's body, and the vitality into the body also activated the baby's vitality, and the baby moved lightly in Hua Chang Kai's arms.

This slight movement, as if a drumstick gently knocked on the drum surface, made the heart of the flower shrink suddenly, he suddenly remembered the little witch, I don't know how big the child in her belly has grown, will she often feel this weak but shocking rhythm of life?

"Young man, enter the city today?" The old man felt the warmth of Hua Chang Kai's body, and couldn't help leaning towards him.

Hua Changkai nodded and said: "I was robbed, my clothes were all gone, I walked in the city for a day, and at night I wanted to commit suicide by throwing myself into the lake, but I found that the ice on the lake was so thick that I couldn't do anything if I wanted to die, so I could only walk around the street..."

After that, he let out a sigh.

The old man looked at him deeply, but he didn't ask what happened to him, because in such a period, it was already the norm to encounter misery, he just spoke lightly, and there was a kind of coldness in his voice that saw through life: "It's better to die than to live, you and I can still choose to commit suicide, but this doll can't even commit suicide, but she still has to die." ”

Hua Changkai lowered his head when he heard this, glanced at the baby who was gradually sleeping sweetly in his arms, raised his head again and said, "He won't die..."

"Unless God blesses, the gods will appear!" After the old man finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly remember something, he looked Hua Changkai up and down several times, and then asked, "The lake is often haunted, you actually go there alone at night?" ”

"I don't know..."Hua Changkai felt strange when he heard this, so he asked, "What kind of haunting method?" ”

The old man leaned closer to Hua Changkai before he spoke, as if only next to him would he dare to say anything about the haunted horror.

"There are old ghosts in the lake, the lake water has been lowered after the winter, many people are so hungry that they can't do it, so they go to the retreating place to dig Guanyin soil to eat, and a lot of people are swelled to death, but then every time they go at night, there will always be a lot of missing people, and then everyone pays attention, only to find that the lake often flashes out of the old ghost with a chain to grab people and drag them into ......the mud to eat..."