The information this fat man provided was limited; most of it was his own speculation.
But one thing was true: the South Island Feng Shui community was in a state of panic.
The Yin Mist Forest area was said to be under strict control, to the point that tourism there had already been affected.
That gave me a bad feeling.
Yin Mist Forest was exactly where I needed to go.
If the place was under lockdown and inaccessible, how was I supposed to retrieve the Heavenly Keystone?
So I asked another question.
"Fellow Daoist, is Yin Mist Forest really under strict control?"
The other man looked completely serious.
"That's right. Think about it—three seniors died on Palm Mountain, near the restricted zone of Yin Mist Forest.
Could that possibly be a normal incident?
Of course it's being controlled. I even saw my friend post about it on Moments."
That left me stunned again, and I asked in surprise, "You can post on Moments from inside a restricted zone?"
But Lu Zheng, who had remained silent until now, suddenly spoke.
"A place like Yin Mist Forest can still be called a restricted zone?
It's probably like Lychee Corpse Field—something from the past.
Now it's full of tourists, anglers, and campers.
If it were dangerous, who knew how many people would have died there already?
Could three seniors really have died because of the evil entities in Yin Mist Forest?
If you ask me, there was another reason behind their deaths."
Hearing that, I was stunned once more.
The restricted zone was full of people? Tourists and anglers?
What the hell kind of restricted zone was that?
"Ordinary people can enter Yin Mist Forest now?"
Lu Zheng glared at me with an annoyed expression.
"Obviously. It started opening to the public ten