Looking from this direction, the surface of the lake looked a little strange greenish-black.
"What's in the lake?" Yang Guanfeng suddenly asked such a question.
"Ah, there are fish!" The Miao Qingfeng paused, then replied with a smile.
"Oh, I'm just curious. Don't mind me," Yang Guanfeng said as he looked at the quiet lake.
"Ah, it's okay." The Miao Qingfeng smiled.
It was a strange feeling.
Yang Guanfeng just felt that the lake was a little strange. How should he put it? Looking at it from such a distance, he felt a little creepy. It was as if there was something in the lake. He did not feel that way when he was by the lake.
Buzz, buzz.
Just as they continued to go up the mountain, they suddenly heard a noise. They looked at the source of the sound and saw a group of black flying insects. They looked like bees but were smaller in size.
"What are these?" Yang Guanfeng pointed at the flying insects.
"Be careful, these are poisonous bees from the mountain," the Miao Qingfeng hurriedly said when he saw the situation.
Buzz, the poisonous bees seemed to have been stimulated by something. They actually took the initiative to attack the three of them.
"Back off!"
As the Miao Qingfeng shouted, he quickly took out a rope-like thing from his body and lit it. Immediately, there was a pungent smoke coming out. He kept shaking it in the air, and the smoke quickly drifted away. The poisonous bees seemed to be very afraid of the smoke. They hovered in the air and did not dare to approach it.
"Let's go down the mountain."
Yang Guanfeng and the young man did not dare to stay any longer. They immediately went down the mountain.
The few of them went down the mountain safely.
"Phew, why did those poisonous bees suddenly attack us?" the young man asked.
"These poisonous bees are territorial. They will take the initiative to attack creatures that enter their territory," the Miao Qingfeng explained.
"What will happen if you are stung by them?"
"The consequences will be poisoning, red and swollen, fever, and vomiting. Well, it will not be life-threatening. We have a special antidote in our stockade."
"Are there many of these poisonous bees on the mountain?"
"Yes, it's not just this type of poisonous insect. There are dozens of poisonous snakes and insects that I know of. There are many more that I don't know. Anyway, this mountain is not as peaceful as it looks." The Miao Qingfeng smiled.
"What did you burn just now?"
"It's a mixture of several herbs that can repel insects, but the taste is a little strange."
After going up the mountain, they came down again. Unknowingly, they came to the lake again. To be precise, Yang Guanfeng took the initiative to walk toward the lake.
"This lake feels so weird!"
He approached the lake again and quietly looked at it. Suddenly, he felt that his body was inexplicably cold as he stood beside the lake. This lake was like a huge beast that was hibernating and could devour him at any time. This feeling was really strange.
"What's the matter, Chief?" Seeing that Yang Guanfeng had been staring at the lake, the young man beside him asked softly.
"Nothing. I just have a very strange feeling," Yang Guanfeng said with a smile after coming back to his senses.
"How do you feel?"
"I feel that this lake is a little strange."
Just after he said this, he found that the Miao Qingfeng, who was not far away from him, had an unnatural expression. It was only for a moment before it disappeared.
"Well, there is really a problem."
"How strange?" The Miao Qingfeng asked with a smile.
"I feel that this lake is like a monster that can devour me at any time," Yang Guanfeng said with a smile. There was no need to lie about this kind of thing.
"Hahaha." The Miao Qingfeng laughed after hearing this.
"Why are you laughing, Mr. Miao? Is there really a monster in this lake?"
"Well, how should I put it? There are big fish in this lake."
"How big?"
"The biggest one I have ever seen should be more than three meters long. There should be even longer ones. It is not an exaggeration to call them monsters."
"That big?"
"Of course, this lake is very special, and it has never dried up. It has existed for who knows how many years before our village was built. Maybe it has a history of thousands of years. It is not surprising that there is anything in it for such a long time. What do you think?"
"People have died in here, right?" Yang Guanfeng suddenly asked.
"Huh?!" The Miao Qingfeng was stunned.
"They have indeed died, and more than one."
"You are quite honest."
"Hey, what is there to hide?" The Miao Qingfeng said with a smile.
"How did they die?"
"They drowned."
"Then why did they still dare to go fishing in the lake?"
"They could have gotten into a car accident while walking," the Miao Qingfeng said. "Did they just hide at home all day and not go out? They could have choked to death when drinking water. Did they not drink water at all?" Although these words were a bit unreasonable, they were not completely unreasonable.
"What you said seems to make a bit of sense."
"Of course."
"Where else do you want to see?"
"You have the final say here," Yang Guanfeng said with a smile.
"Okay, I will continue to show you around."
Yang Guanfeng took the two of them around the mountain village again.
Unknowingly, the sky gradually darkened.
"The accommodation has been arranged for the two of you. In the evening, our chief wants to host a banquet to entertain the two of you."
"Please thank the chief for his kindness for me," Yang Guanfeng said. "We'd better make do with some food."
"How can that be? You are distinguished guests from outside. Besides, there are only a few outsiders in our village all year round," the Miao Qingfeng said with a smile.
"Okay then."
The sky gradually darkened. Yang Guanfeng and his colleague went to the largest wooden house in the village to see the chief of the stockade again.
"Are the two of you satisfied today?"
"Satisfied, very satisfied," Yang Guanfeng replied with a smile.
"That's good."
The chief of the Miaoxi River had prepared a sumptuous dinner to entertain the two guests. It was the specialty food of the stockade. It was natural, delicious, nutritious, and nourishing.
"Come, let me toast you."
"Thank you."
When in Rome, do as the Romans do. The two of them drank a little that night, but it was just a small amount. They ate a lot of food.
"Thank you for your hospitality, Chief Miao."
"You are welcome. You are a guest from afar. Our stockade is remote. We rarely see guests all year round."
After dinner, the two of them were brought to the residence that had been prepared for the two of them. It was a wooden house that was very clean.
"Ah, Chief, the food here is really delicious. The wine is also delicious."
"Well, what else is there?" Yang Guanfeng kept walking back and forth in the house as he spoke. He searched around as if he was looking for something.
"Chief, I think the Miao Qingfeng didn't tell us the truth today."
"Well, such as?"
"He said that the people in this stockade haven't come back in the past two years after leaving," Yang Guanfeng said. "That's not reliable."
"Oh, how did you figure that out?" Yang Guanfeng asked with a smile.
"When we were walking around the stockade today, I carefully observed the village. At least more than 10 families in the village are uninhabited, and it hasn't been for a long time."
"Oh?"
"The yard is full of grass," Yang Guanfeng said. "Looking at the height of the grass, it has been there for at least a year, but it won't be too long. It won't be more than three years."
"Well done, boy, you have made progress!" Yang Guanfeng patted him on the shoulder and smiled.
"Hey, it's all thanks to your good teaching!" The young man smiled modestly.
"What else?"
"Well, that Miao Qingfeng is a martial artist."
"A martial artist?"
"Yes, he has calluses on his hands, and they are at the position of the fist bones. They are definitely not from working. There is also something wrong with Chief Miao."
"What is the problem?"
"I can't tell you the specifics, but there must be a problem. I just feel that there is something wrong with him," the young man said.
"Very good, you can finish your apprenticeship," Yang Guanfeng said with a smile.
"They seem to be unguarded against us, but in fact, they are wary of us everywhere," Yang Guanfeng said. "I'm afraid that the places they showed us today were already prepared."
"I can probably understand the conversation between them."
"No way, Boss, you know this too?"
"What they are saying is actually the language of the Tujia people near southern Yunnan, but there are some slight changes," Yang Guanfeng said. "I can generally understand it. There is something wrong with the dialogue between these villagers. It proves that they already knew we were coming and were prepared. They came earlier than we informed them."
"Is there a mole?"
"There is also something wrong with the lake."
"What is the problem?"
"I can't tell, but I always feel that the lake is strange," Yang Guanfeng said. "It makes me scared, as if it is a monster."
"Could it be that people have really died?"
"They must have died. I'm afraid there have been many."
In the largest wooden house in the village …
"How is it?"
"There are no accidents," Yang Guanfeng said. "It's just that Captain Yang is a little concerned about the Soul Lake."
"Oh?" Miaoxi River was slightly startled.
"What did they say?"
"They said that the lake is like a monster," Yang Guanfeng said.
Miaoxi River was silent for a while.
"Master, do we need to send someone to keep an eye on them at night?"
"Just find someone to take a look," Yang Guanfeng said. "Don't get too close. Yang Guanfeng is a criminal investigation expert. His anti-reconnaissance ability must be very strong. If the people we sent were discovered, it would prove that we have a guilty conscience. They probably won't find anything even if we let them investigate."
"OK, I got it."
The night was quiet.
There was no entertainment in the stockade at night, and they were tired during the day. Therefore, people went to bed early. By 9 o 'clock, the lights in the stockade had been turned off and they went to bed.
They worked at sunrise and rested at sunset. They still maintained the most primitive state of life.
Yang Guanfeng was lying in bed. He carefully recalled his experience in the village that day.
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