142. 142: Lost Butterfly
According to the direction indicated by the villagers, the three of them searched for a cornfield, as far as the eye can see, a large golden cornfield, it is really not easy to find a person.
"You say he's not just hiding here, are you?!" The cold voice sounded a little crazy.
"There will be a mountain behind you unless you cross this cornfield, but that mountain, the mountain road is too steep, and basically no one can cross it, and it is impossible to go this far with one hand injured." Ouyang Mingjue had to tell them such helpless news, but the facts were in front of them, they had to play 'hide and seek' with their hands in this cornfield.
Leng Silence couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, keep a hand, catch it, see how I clean you up." ’
Yu Hongchou suddenly crossed them, and Ou Yangmingjue and Leng Silence only felt that a flash of fire flashed in front of them.
Waiting for Leng Shi to notice, a brisk step rushed forward, "What are you going to do!" ”
Seeing that Yu Hongchou was unmoved, he had to block in front of him, "What are you doing with a torch?" Going to burn this cornfield? ”
Yu Hongchou was silent, obviously this is what he meant.
He was in front, the one who hurt Ying'er, as long as he burned this cornfield, he would definitely come out, and this time he couldn't let him go.
"You are crazy, this is the land of the common people's crops, you set fire to their labor, how can they live?" This Wei Hongchou must have gone crazy, no, it was when he met his wife, and he never calmed down.
"There must be another way, don't be impulsive." Leng Lonely said it badly, I just thought he shouldn't be too impulsive, this loss of money is a small matter, I am afraid that these simple farmers will make trouble in the capital because of Yu Hongchou's actions.
"Brother Wei, this is indeed the worst way, you believe me, I have a way." Ou Yangmingjue snatched the torch in his hand, quickly extinguished it, and took out a small bamboo tube from the cloth bag he was carrying, opened the lid, and flew out a butterfly with a black body and a slight blue light.
Ouyang Mingjue whispered to the butterfly hovering above him, "Little monster, it's up to you at this time, it's time to repay you by being so good to you on weekdays." ”
And the butterfly, which seemed to be able to speak human language, actually flew into the cornfield.
"What is this?" Leng Silent was greatly surprised, although he knew that he might know some Qimen Dunjia techniques, but this was also too amazing.
"The little monster is a species of lost butterfly, I have always raised it, it has a strong tracking ability, or rely on the reminder of Brother Wei, just now in the broken temple, because he said that there is probably incense ash on his body with a hand, and I used a little incense ash to smell the little monster, let it find this smell."
"It looks good, where did you get it?" Leng Silent secretly thought that when he returned to the capital, he would also have one to play.
"It was sent by my master, and according to him, it was brought back from the top of the dragon iceberg."
"Dragon iceberg? It is the place where the legendary dragon does not see the first place where the ice clan lives, and to get up the iceberg, you need to have deep internal strength so that you will not be hurt by the cold. Leng Silent was more interested in his master.
"I just heard from the master about it, and I didn't see it in person, but the people on the mountain are all good at medical skills, and they seek medical treatment countless times a year, but there are very few who can get on the iceberg. Because the little monster lives in the iceberg all the year round, it is really laborious to raise it, and it needs to be taken to the mountains to absorb the morning dew every day, and it can only be fed with the nectar made of snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains. ”
Leng Silent secretly wiped the sweat on his forehead, Tianshan Snow Lotus, what a precious herb, he actually used it to feed a butterfly, and he had to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon every day, this butterfly had to become a demon, right?
As he spoke, he saw the butterfly glowing with blue light, hovering somewhere, and Ouyang Mingjue was startled, "That direction." ”