"What's a firefly?" the monkey asked, scratching his head.

Fang Zheng thought for a moment and said, "That's it, the kind of bug that glows on the ass." ”

At this moment, the lone wolf came out of the den and asked, "Is a monkey with a red butt counted?"

The monkey smeared a brick and smashed it: "Sleep your sleep!"

The lone wolf dodged the rocks, burrowed back, and went back to sleep, and after a while he began to snore loudly. The monkey who listened looked envious, jealous, and hateful.

The red boy said: "I haven't seen the kind of worm you said, but the monkey with a red butt has indeed seen it." ”

The monkey said with a dark face, "Master, they are too bullying. ”

Fang Zheng nodded and said: "Indeed, it's too bullying, I'm talking about bugs, not monkeys, even if the butt glows red, it's not a firefly." ”

Monkey: "......"

"Master, why did you think of talking about this?" the monkey quickly diverted the subject.

Fang Zheng shook his mobile phone and said: "I saw it on the news, the Firefly Starry Sky Exhibition in Montenegro City, saying that you can see beautiful fireflies in winter, but I don't know if it's true." ”

When the red boy heard this, he immediately became interested, and came over to take a look, only to see that in the photo, countless fireflies were flying all over the sky, incomparably gorgeous and beautiful, like meteors, and as if in a dream world.

The red boy said, "Master, let's go and have a look, it looks beautiful." ”

The monkey asked suspiciously, "Is this a firefly?"

Fang Zheng said: "Have you seen it?"

The monkey nodded and said, "I've seen it, it's in the mountains, but I can't see it in winter, and I can't do it in summer." In the depths of the mountains, you can occasionally see it, but there are not many of them, just a dozen of them. ”

When Fang Zheng heard that there were not many of them, he suddenly lost any interest. However, Fang Zheng can also understand that in the natural world, no matter how good-looking fireflies are, they are insects after all, and having more insects in one place may not be a good thing.

At this time, the lone wolf came out again, came over curiously, looked at the photos on the phone and said, "I've seen a lot, but I forgot where they were." ”

Fang Zheng gave him a roll of his eyes directly, you don't know where it is, what are you talking about?

That night, Fang Zheng chatted with a few disciples about fireflies all night, and finally salted fish and squirrels also came over when they heard the sound. Red Boy finally didn't have to continue telling stories......

After a night of discussion, Fang Zheng finally decided to go down the mountain to see the fireflies!

For a while, except for the lone wolf, the rest of the little guys all raised their hands and wanted to follow.

However, today's one-finger temple is not the previous one-finger temple, as soon as the gate is closed, just leave directly. There are so many pilgrims now, and everyone is gone, so it is estimated that it is troublesome.

In the end, Fang Zheng decided, it was still the old rule, only one disciple to take, as for who to bring?

When Salted Fish heard that he wanted rock-paper-scissors, he suddenly became a little anxious: "Can we play something else?"

Fang Zheng looked at his poor fins, nodded and said, "Okay, let's play rock-paper-scissors with two legs, the legs are separated forward by scissors, the two sides are open with paper, and the merge is stone." ”

When Salted Fish heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, his fish tail was enough to cope with such a simple game.

So the four little guys got together and began to fight.

Fang Zheng looked at the lone wolf on the side and asked, "Really not going?"

The lone wolf shook his head and said, "If you don't go, you won't be able to eat when you go down the mountain, and you'll be hungry." ”

Founder: "......"

The little guy excitedly packed a small bag of pine nuts, put them on his back, and followed Fang Zheng down the mountain happily.

The other disciples sighed with a sigh on their faces, but admitting the gamble and losing, so it was the only way.

After going down the mountain, Fangzheng took a bus to Songwu County, then transferred to Black Mountain City, and took a bus straight to the location of the Flowing Firefly Starry Sky Dream Museum.

The Dream Hall will not open until the evening, but in the afternoon, there are already many parents with their children, and the children are very excited, pointing to the display screen above, and keep shouting fireflies, fireflies......

Seeing this, the squirrel also pointed to the monitor and shouted: "Fireflies, fireflies!"

When Fang Zheng saw it, he hurriedly cast a dream and disguised the squirrel as a child, which did not attract too many people's attention. Otherwise, as soon as the squirrel speaks, even if Fang Zheng has been disguised, it is easy to be recognized at once, after all, the squirrel that can talk is only available in the world.

At this moment, Fang Zheng saw an acquaintance in the crowd, wearing a red down jacket and a pink rabbit ear bag, jumping on the spot without listening. He still has a mobile phone in his hand, and he keeps talking about something.

Fang Zheng leaned over and listened, only to hear the other party say: "Oh, I'm really convinced, there are so many people coming to see fireflies on such a cold day." The point is, most of them are big men! Could it be that there are too many people, and under the crowding, friction generates heat? ”

When Fang Zheng heard this, his brain was full of black lines, such a dirty guy, he didn't have to think about it, he must be the queen of dirt - Zhu Lin!

Fang Zheng wondered, isn't this girl making a movie?

So Fang Zheng stepped forward and patted Zhu Lin on the shoulder and said, "Amitabha, the donor is good, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

At the same time, Fang Zheng dispersed the dream that also covered Zhu Lin.

Zhu Lin was taken aback, turned around suddenly, and exclaimed, "Who?!" Seeing that it was Fangzheng, he suddenly smiled: "Oh, it's ......"

Before Zhu Lin could scream, Fang Zheng gestured to Zhu Lin's mobile phone.

Zhu Lin immediately understood what Fang Zheng meant, and after glancing at Fang Zheng with resentment, he said to the audience on his mobile phone: "There's something, don't talk about it yet, bye." ”

Then Zhu Lin turned off his mobile phone and said, "Master, can't you just help me bubble up?" You are popular now, you are high, if you bubble just now, I will definitely be able to increase one million fans!"

Fang Zheng said with a smile: "The poor monk is bubbling, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out." ”

Zhu Lin thought about Fang Zheng's fame in Black Mountain City, it seemed, it was indeed the case.

So Zhu Lin said, "Master, you also came to see the firefly exhibition?"

Fang Zheng said: "Yes, the poor monk has never seen too many fireflies when he is so big." When I was young, I only saw three or five of them, donor, what about you?"

Zhu Lin shook his head and said: "Fireflies are very picky about the environment, what kind of noise, pollution, if they don't meet their requirements, they will all die to show you." That's really, it's just dead and doesn't give you a chance to react. So, now there are hardly any fireflies in the wild. ”

Fang Zheng was surprised: "You know so much about fireflies?"

Zhu Lin raised his head and said, "That's natural, I came here today to broadcast the firefly exhibition on purpose, and I did my homework for the live broadcast." Now, though...... Ay...... They had to release their pigeons. ”