Chen Yuliang waved his hand, trying to drive the butterflies away. As soon as his hand was lowered, the butterfly flew back and circled around him, pollinating his head.

"Go away, damn butterfly!" Chen Yuliang became angry, and he jumped up to slap the butterfly.

But the butterfly seemed to be playing hide and seek with him, climbing up with its head up for a while, flying higher, and then diving down and landing at his feet, Chen Yuliang couldn't touch the butterfly.

"Haha, this is called attracting bees and butterflies." Nishino teased.

Chen Yuliang wiped his shiny hair, sniffed the palm of his hand, and realized that it was the hair oil that caused the butterflies, so he ignored the butterflies: "You can stop as long as you like!" ”

The sun hid in the clouds, the sky gradually darkened, the cold wind rose, the temperature gradually dropped, and the butterflies reluctantly left the top of Chen Yuliang's head, flapping their beautiful wings, and flew away into the distance until they became a few small black dots.

Lao Yi looked up at the sun in the sky, and found that the clouds were getting thicker and lower, and the darkness was pressing, and he said anxiously: "There is rain on the side, and there is no rain on the top, it is about to rain, we have to go back quickly." ”

"How long will it take for this rain to fall?" Nishino asked.

"Half an hour if it's fast, and an hour if it's slow." Lao Yi took out the mountain knife, stuck it in his waist, carried the shotgun, and was the first to go down.

Nishino held up his phone, pressed the shutter of his camera, and took a picture of Yi Jiaojian's back, which was later used as a cover when Yi Yi published his memoirs.

The "tour guides" are gone, and the tourists naturally have to follow Lao Yi. Ten minutes later, they returned to the plank road and returned the same way.

Less than halfway up the cliff, the sky was sparsely covered with rain, and the stone nest was a little slippery and not easy to walk.

Lao Yi stopped under a tree, and there was a forest of arrow bamboo on the side, and he brandished a mountain knife to cut down arrow bamboo, and after a while, he cut down a large area. Then he cut down some more miscellaneous trees, removed the branches, and set them on a tree by the edge of a rock.

Seeing this, Yushu and Nishino took off their shoes and socks, waded across the stream, and came to help. A few people hugged the bamboo, built a shed, and after a while, a simple bamboo tree canopy was erected.

Chen Yuliang moved some arrows and bamboos and spread them on the ground, then sat on the ground, took out his mobile phone, and just lowered his head to play with his "big rich". Nishino and Yushu sat together, very close to each other, and the two of them were talking in a whisper.

Lao Yi took out a pipe, put it in his mouth, put some dry tobacco in the copper cigarette mouth, and spit out the smoke. What was he thinking at the moment?

The rain outside the bamboo tree shed is getting heavier and heavier, and there are a few places on the roof of the shed that are still dripping and leaking! It seems that I won't be able to go down the mountain for a while, and I will have to stay here for a while.

"You shoot one, I shoot one, I will marry you as my wife. You shoot two, I shoot two, and we fall in love as a string. You shoot three, I shoot three, I want to touch your Mt. Fuji......" Nishino read softly.

"Don't be ashamed, who taught you?" Tamashu grabbed Nishino's nose.

"I'm not original, I'm online. An online children's TV series uses the early love of two junior high school students as a clue to unfold the plot, and the naïve child actually sings the ballad I just said in the play. Nishino replied.

"Alas, the Internet is a double-edged sword, and bad information is overwhelming. The unsightly photos, the provocative ads, and the most obscene pornography frequently popped up on the side of the online movies......" Yushu sighed.

"There's an internet song called "1030" that goes like this - 1030, I sigh for you. At the age of twenty-one, he is still a virgin...... It's best to go to the red light district to make up for it...... We refuse tutoring, we are not machines for reading...... I can't wait to set a fire to the entire Nanyang Street and let all the cram school teachers go to hibernation...... What kind of values are these! "Nishino broke off an arrow.

"It's all against the sky! Even the lyrics promote erotic violence like this, isn't this instigating student dolls to commit crimes? Yushu frowned.

What's even more amazing is a 16-year-old female middle school student with a pen name Puxuke, who spent nearly a year, staying up all night and fighting hard, and completed several novellas of more than 100,000 words. The content of the novel involves *, love triangles, homosexuality, etc., and some even *nude erotic depictions, which have a very bad impact on the student body. ”

"When?"

"It was almost 10 years ago. The handwritten manuscripts of her novels were widely circulated among students, and many student dolls had to queue up early to make appointments in order to read her novels, and the Puxu Ke quickly became a well-known celebrity both online and offline. ”

"Oh, old smell. How much social experience can a girl who reads a book have? ”

"Puxuke broke the news that he was a precocious breed, and he knew about male perverts and women in the first year of junior high school...... The students thought that her views on marriage, life, and society in the novel were 'mature and philosophical', and they were very sought after by her, and many of them could recite large passages of the novel. ”

"Are these novels still searchable on the Internet?"

"The psychology is seriously distorted, the three views are not correct, and she has been banned by major websites, and even her blog has been banned."

"A little kid doesn't study well, and his mind becomes so dirty at a young age, and it's absolutely strange to leave the society."

"Have you read the "Douluo Continent" comics?"

"I've heard a little. There are many villains in "Douluo Continent", saying a few vulgar words, shouting to challenge the protagonist, and then being directly KO by the protagonist. Children have poor ability to distinguish right from wrong, but they can learn quickly to imitate the words and deeds of villains, so online articles are easy to lead children to the wrong path, and those messy things have ruined generation after generation of teenagers. ”

"Many so-called gods are also at that level, 10,000 code words in an hour or two, shoddy, can you write classics? And how many artistic features are there? ”

"Dear, don't be convinced...... That what kind of sugar plus three spoons made a lot of money, and it was on the annual writer rich list, with an annual income of tens of millions! ”

"The online writer is so morally degraded, and he can't die well to make money with a bad conscience! If he doesn't die, his wife will also die of cancer and die early, and he will atone for his sins! Nishino spat and flew towards the stream.

"Most online articles are nothing more than writing about love, hatred, fighting, killing and killing in the adult world, but deliberately lowering the threshold for reading, so that minors can easily read. In terms of writing, it belongs to opportunism, and in terms of behavior, it belongs to the production of spiritual opium, poisoning and killing people invisibly! Chen Yuliang, who had been listening to them, raised his head and paused the game.

"Chen Dong, have you also read the book on sugar plus three spoons?" Yushu asked.

"The subscription cost Lao Tzu thousands of yuan, and I just read a few books. It's all a model, a routine, I want to vomit when I see it, but now I don't watch it, compared with Liu Yiqing's "The World Speaks New Language" and Gan Bao's "Sou Shen Ji", it's just a class axe, pediatrics! To hell with it! Chen Yuliang squatted down and grabbed a big stone and threw it down the mountain.

"Xiao Chen, Zixuan is still down there, why are you throwing stones!" Lao Yi wanted to stop Chen Yuliang, but it was too late.

"Huh?" Only then did Chen Yuliang remember that Zixuan and the two hounds were still waiting there by the waterhole below, "The stone won't hit her, right?" ”

"It's raining so hard, I don't know if Zixuan is wet?" Yu Shu was a little worried, and Zixuan came. Half an hour later, there was a popping sound of stones falling to the bottom of the water.

Chen Yuliang's long-hanging heart finally landed, and he patted his heart: "I didn't hit Zixuan below, or something big would have happened today!" ”

"Young man, you can't throw stones in the mountains, and although this place is rarely visited, it's better to be careful." Lao Yi admonished Chen Yuliang and said.

"Hmm. How deep is the waterhole below? Chen Yuliang asked.

This waterhole is called Longtan, it should be more than ten meters deep, there is a cave under the waterhole, it is said to be the treasure cave of the Miao rebel army, there are gold and silver treasures in it. This place is called Longtan Tiger's Den by the old people...... "Lao Yi's eloquence is really nothing to say, so many years of training have made his expression ability enough to apply for a tour guide certificate."

"Lao Yi, is this true?" Nishino came interested.

"Legend ha, young man, don't compete, especially Xiao Chen." Lao Yi smiled.

"What's wrong with me? Lao Yi. Chen Yuliang took a bamboo leaf in his mouth and wanted to blow a song to show his hands, but he couldn't blow the notes.

"Chen Dong, you are too funny, Konoha must be taught by a master." Yu Shu laughed so hard that her stomach hurt, "The Miao language calls Muye a black dragon, this small leaf is comparable to the human voice, just like the human voice singing." ”

"Isn't it just a leaf? I don't believe I can't play a tune. Chen Yuliang tried to blow several times, but the green tendons on his forehead bloomed, but the bamboo leaves still didn't make a sound.

"Xiao Chen, there is a particular choice of leaves. The bamboo leaves you blow are too tender. Lao Yi picked a bamboo leaf and put it in the palm of his hand, "You see, it is better for the leaf to be moderately flexible and not old or tender." Leaves that are too tender are soft and difficult to pronounce, and leaves that are too old are hard and not soft in timbre. It should also be noted that the blade structure should be symmetrical, and both sides of the front and back should be flat and smooth. ”

"Oh. What are the requirements for length and width? Chen Yuliang picked up an arrow bamboo from the ground.

"The leaves are generally 5.5 cm long and about 2.2 cm wide in the middle. After a leaf is blown a few times, it will become soft and tattered, and it can no longer be used, so you need to prepare a few more pieces. Lao Yi picked a few bamboo leaves and handed them to Chen Yuliang.

"Can I play the song now?" Chen Yuliang clumsily pinched the bamboo leaves with his two hands and placed them between his lips and teeth.

"Do you know how to play the melodica?" Lao Yi asked.

"Not really." Chen Yuliang shook his head.

"Let me teach you, look at it-" Nishino picked a holly leaf, wiped the dust off it, and put the front of the leaf horizontally to his lips, slightly split the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, gently touching the back of the leaf, and holding the lower edge of the leaf with his thumb in reverse, so that the upper edge was slightly higher than the lower lip.

I saw that his lips were tightening and loosening to send out airflow, and as his fingers continued to change, a note of "Standing on a High Hill" was perfectly played on Nishino's lips and teeth. The sound is crisp and bright, pleasant to the ear, like a small lock pulling.