The day passed like this.

That night.

Outside the Spring City.

Lotus seed slope.

There is a small lake below, full of lotus flowers, so this hillside is named after it.

It was late autumn, and the lotus pods in the lake had been picked, and the remaining lotus petals were withered and defeated, and many lotus leaves had already rotted.

Under the moonlight, the entire lake looked strange and an unpleasant smell lingered around.

Two men walked past the woods next to them.

A tool with shovels, crowbars and other tools.

One is carrying a woman on his back.

A gust of wind blew, and the bright red silk on the woman's head swayed.

It can be seen that the woman had her eyes closed tightly, with exquisite makeup on her face, and was wearing red clothes to criticize her.
Chapter completed!