This time the butterfly god was deeply injured, and Zhu Tong couldn't even feel the purple butterfly on Lehman's body.

He sighed slightly, what a pain this is! The original situation of harmonious coexistence has been broken, and it is not difficult for Zhu Tong to treat the disability of the butterfly god, but it is not known how much it will take to completely subdue this little elf.

"You're going to see Finney?" Ye Er asked; "Why? What can you say? Do you know his other identity? ”

"I know......" Looking at the strange smile on Ye'er's face, Zhu Tong was quiet and held her shoulder: "You did it, right?" ”

"What did I do?" Ye Er pretended to be surprised, and couldn't stop laughing after only a moment; "I did it. The husband has a lot, and he won't punish the little woman for this little thing, right? ”

"You...... Tell me, what have you done? Zhu Tong was stunned, no wonder he couldn't feel the purple butterfly on Finney's body, it turned out that Ye'er was making trouble.

Ye Er turned around and leaned into Zhu Tong's arms and said, "I didn't do anything, my husband did something to him, there must be a purpose." I saw that my husband was not good enough, so I helped a little. ”

"I want to know, what did you do? How? Zhu Tong's hand reached into the semi-vacuum incense and rubbed it carefully, stimulating Ye'er's sensitive place little by little.

Ye'er enjoyed this caress very much, closed her eyes and said nothing; The middle finger and thumb of his right hand are holding on to the divine amber and drawing a few golden tracks in the air, which is a "spirit" character.

Zhu Tong stared at the afterimage in the void, one word "spirit" and another word "spirit", when Ye Er drew the fifth word "spirit", Peng Ma Gong worked, and Zhu Tong entered Ye Er's perceptual world.

The realm of the White Butterfly God was completely different from the Red Butterfly World that Zhu Tong perceived, it was a situation he had never imagined.

There is not the slightest sign of violence here, and it all feels so safe and beautiful. Suddenly entering this realm, although it is only a world of pure perception, Zhu Tong does not feel ashamed, and he can't bear to blaspheme the slightest bit of it.

Ye Er seemed to know Zhu Tong's feelings, leading his perception to further integrate with the world. Zhu Tong felt it, not only Senator Lehman's purple butterfly, but also Mr. Finney's purple butterfly.

There is another surprise in this fit, Zhu Tong feels that his perception range has more than doubled, at least two kilometers away, and it is more specific and delicate. He could vaguely sense what was going on around Mr. Lehman, who was talking to a scented woman. Finney was really still making a lot of noise, and the few people around him seemed to be helpless.

Before, he could only use the butterfly god to control the purple butterfly, subdue the purple butterfly, and drive them to do some unsightly things, but he never thought that the purple butterfly and the butterfly god are also a kind of life, and they also have likes and dislikes and their own consciousness.

In Ye'er's perception, Mr. Lehman's purple butterfly and Ye'er's white butterfly god are communicating, although I don't know the specific content, but from the purple butterfly's cheerful and light dance, its joy can be seen. The White Butterfly God is like a kind mother, not only the purple butterfly on Lehman's body, but also the newborn purple butterfly on Finney's body also waving its wings to interact with it, dancing frequently with the soothing rhythm of the White Butterfly God.

In this case, Zhu Tong felt that if he wanted to command the purple butterfly to do something, he didn't have to suppress it as hard as himself, as long as he sent a signal with the dance of the white butterfly.

Ye Er further opened up her world and shared her control over the White Butterfly God with Zhu Tong.

"Do whatever you want." Ye Er whispered.

Zhu Tong felt for a moment, it was really as he imagined just now, if he wanted to use Purple Butterfly to control Finney's emotions at this time, he didn't have to work as hard as before. He directed the purple butterfly to move from the middle of the body to the Finney Seal Hall, and it was smooth and unhindered. However, when he commanded Purple Butterfly to enter the Baihui Acupoint and then advance towards the Mud Pill Palace, Purple Butterfly refused; It "swished" back to the Yintang cave.

The human body is surrounded by acupuncture points, like celestial bodies and stars, arranged in an orderly manner into a cyclical system. Each acupuncture point is a post station, and the flow of qi and blood is conveyed through these small post stations. Some acupuncture points can affect people's physique and health, some acupuncture points can control people's perception, and some acupuncture points can affect people's minds and even emotional changes.

Zhumen Peng Ma Gong pays attention to the inner cultivation of sex and life, stresses the peace and orderly circulation of yin and yang, and after entering the initial realm of Peng Ma, the meridians and acupuncture points in the body initially form a network that is connected to each other; One loss and one glory. And the ordinary exercises are all cultivated along the path of opening up one by one.

Because of this, it is extremely difficult to get started; But once you get started, you have an overall defense network, and your body is refreshing and full of energy. It is precisely because of this that Peng Ma Gong is extremely tenacious.

The shortcomings are also obvious, since none of the meridians can be particularly strengthened, Zhumen has never had attack power above the average level. This unique technique of the ancient physician does not encourage killing at all.

However, the Zhumen disciples' understanding of the meridian acupuncture points is incomparable to other sects.

For ordinary people like Finney and Lehman, the acupuncture points in the body are mostly in a semi-closed state. The Baihui acupoint that Zhu Tong let Purple Butterfly enter is a portal acupoint, and when it is opened, Finney's entire brain is in a state of openness. Close this place, and Finney will fall asleep.

And the mud pill palace acupoint is the central acupoint, which is where the Tibetan god is located, and Zhu Tong drove the purple butterfly into it not to open it. Ordinary people's mud pill palaces are in a semi-open and closed state, and the whole body is connected with a hundred joints, if it is completely closed here, people will be about to die.

Zhu Tong just wanted Purple Butterfly to enter the Mud Pill Palace, impact Finney's cranial nerve tissue, and bring his mood swings under his control. If possible, he can use this as a base point to completely control Finney's mind and even thoughts. But that wasn't the secret technique of Zhumen, but the god control technique obtained from Master Kongmu.

"Why?" Zhu Tong thought about it, Purple Butterfly was obviously resisting, and White Butterfly was also a little displeased.

"It's useless." Ye Er withdrew Zhu Tong's control over the white butterfly.

She first appeased Bai Die, and in Zhu Tong's ignorant perception, Zi Die once again entered Finney's Baihui Cave, where she danced happily.

"He'll be going to sleep soon, it looks like it's going to take ten minutes." Ye Er put away the divine amber and pushed Zhu Tong out of a dream; "From now on, Mr. Finney will sleep for three days. So, you don't have to go to see him. Three days, is it enough? ”

"You ......" Zhu Tong looked at Ye'er blankly, not knowing what to say or how to say it.

"What's wrong with me?" Ye Er lowered her head shyly; "My sister's insomnia is very bad, and this is what my mother taught me; I'm going to do just that. ”

Because of her experience on the train, Su Juan has always had insomnia. Zhu Tong also gave her a few stitches, but the effect was there, but it could not last. He also knew that this was a nervous system disorder caused by the long-term living environment, and after all, he still had a sense of distance from Su Juan, so he didn't make effort to study it.

Unexpectedly, Su Juan's insomnia was cured by Ye'er, and he also learned how to amaze him with his mind control skills. Yes, Ye'er's control of the purple butterfly is really a stunt in Zhu Tong's opinion, like an antelope hanging its horns without a trace. This is not just a trick to treat insomnia, but a stunt to control the purple butterfly using the butterfly god.

Zhu Tong felt that even if Red Butterfly recovered, it would be impossible for him to reach such a level. The main reason is that he and Red Butterfly cannot have the tacit understanding of Ye'er's heart-to-heart and mutual dependence and trust.

"It's nothing, just think about how you would feel if someone ordered you to destroy your home. For it, it was not a body, but a home. ”

Ye Er's words smashed into Zhu Tong's heart like a heavy stone, causing ripples at all levels.

Yes, he has never put himself in the shoes of the butterfly god and the purple butterfly. Finney is his opponent and a target for him to deal with. But for Purple Butterfly, that's the home it lives in. To destroy this home is to destroy it; It's no wonder that there is no resistance. The instinct of life lets it know that this place of existence is not only the source of its essence and blood to strengthen itself, but also the object that needs to be carefully protected. The selfishness of life makes it automatically protect this body, and it alone can be claimed in this body, but it cannot be destroyed by it.

In fact, from the vision of Mr. Matsui's seppuku suicide, he should have thought of it. The butterfly dance that Matsui Pingzhi asked him to watch was so poignant and helpless.

I went to visit Aunt Butterfly, originally to ask about the Red Butterfly mutation. The butterfly god is passed down from Aunt Butterfly, and she should understand it more than herself.

Now, Zhu Tong estimates that he and Aunt Butterfly are not as good as Ye Er only in getting along with the Butterfly God.

"Wait a minute;" Time was tight, Zhu Tong put these aside for the time being, and said to Ye'er; "Finney can't sleep for a while, I'm going to talk to him. Half an hour later, let him sleep, not three days, two days is enough. ”

Zhu Tong quickly tidied up his appearance, tightened his belt and put on his glasses, and took a sip in the mirror. He didn't hear Ye'er's answer, he looked back. Ye Er was pranayama with her eyes closed, thinking that she was communicating with Bai Die.

"Alright." Ye Er opened her eyes and smiled smugly; Suddenly, he frowned again and said; "What did you say when you went to see Finney?"

"I drank too much and lost my temper after drinking, it's as simple as that." Zhu Tong Dao.

"But you don't look like a drunkard now." Ye'er said.

"yes, I'm more of a pervert now." Zhu Tong couldn't help but hug Ye'er and kissed him heavily.

After a long time, he said in her ear: "Just give him a step down, everyone knows that everything I say is false." Mr. Finney, he didn't dare to make a big deal out of it. How else would it end? Create a diplomatic dispute? He probably doesn't have that right. Now is not the time for the Eight-Nation Coalition a hundred years ago. I'm pretending to be a drunkard, but I don't seem sincere. ”

Ye'er thought for a moment and laughed silently. Then I became worried again, the red butterfly looked miserable.

Zhang Wei pushed the door open, and Finney's shouting came into his ears.

“…… Who can be responsible, I am the ...... of the United States of America"

"Mr. Finney, I'm in charge." Zhu Tong took Finney's arm affectionately when he entered the door, and held his hand; "I'm sorry, I drank too much just now, and I didn't take good care of you, so you were wronged. Officer Zhang said, you are very indignant about what happened to you, can I know what happened to you that is worthy of indignation? As long as you say it, I assure you that the hospitable Chinese will definitely give you an explanation. ”

"Oh...... Actually, I drank too much. Finney blinked, reluctantly compromised.

"Otherwise, go have a few more drinks." Zhu Tong said affectionately; "I'm familiar with this place, there's a nice bar on the third floor, with the best brandies and wineries I can't name......"

"I thought, I need to take a break." Finney desperately refused.

Give him three more guts, and he won't dare to drink with "Divine Doctor Li Xiang".

Everyone around looked at each other, a seemingly serious foreign-related incident ended so simply?

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