It's over, all is fate, isn't it? It is the will of the Lake God.
In the small cottage, only the two of them were present, the villagers probably thought she was too weak to walk, and couldn't be bothered to watch them. Mother and daughter suddenly had endless things to say to each other. Then, two hours blinked by.
Amidst her mother's wailing and pleading, Raji was lifted onto the valve by two men, her hands and feet securely bound, and she was then transported to the lakeside.
The entire village, men and women, young and old, had gathered here.
This village had a nice-sounding name, called Xinghuang Village. The village lay at the foot of Snow Mountain beside a lake, for over three hundred years. Standing on the lakeside, one could not see the end of the lake. The villagers called this expanse of water, abundant with aquatic plants, "Sky Lake," and it was where the Lake God resided.
