On the day of the heavy snow, the weather was cold and brisk, leaving the lake devoid of any human or bird noise.
Frost mist hanging in the air, the sky and clouds juxtaposed against the artificial hill and lake water, cast in distinct shades of black and white. The small island in the lake was like a snow lotus in an ink pool, with a white tower on the island, like the pistil of the lotus, standing there. Through the artificial hill stones, the witch could clearly see the head of the rattlesnake, pointing straight at the white tower, looking for something unknown.
Due to the heavy snowfall by the lake, there were inevitably some pickles or traps left by lake monsters in the deep haystack, so Zheng Qing and Elena didn't go far, but chose a deserted area behind the artificial hill stones, strolling lethargically, digesting their food and enjoying the rare peace and tranquility by the lake.
