Xiangxi is soft, and the snow in winter is lingering with the spring rain.

The snowflakes were tight or loose, and they had been floating for three days, and the surrounding area of the butterfly cave had already become a silver world, and Zhu Tong and they stayed in the butterfly cave for three days.

The Butterfly Cave is located in a secluded canyon, and the only way to enter and exit is the clear Butterfly Creek, surrounded by peaks and boulders.

At the end of the valley is a waterfall, and more than 200 meters from the Butterfly Cave is the source of the Butterfly River. Even in early winter, there are still emerald green vines coiled on the stone wall. Looking up again, the sky is overcast.

There is a small deep pool under the waterfall, the water color is clear, the water quality is clear, and it is used to make tea with an unexpected good taste. There are clusters of purple plants growing in the cracks in the stones on the edge of the pool; Usually it is tasteless, but sitting by the pool to calm your heart for a while, you can feel the natural fragrance that penetrates into your heart.

Zhu Tong has to come to fetch water three times a day, and each time he has to meditate and practice here for a while. No one is surprised, Li Xiang is a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, and he already practices health skills, and everyone knows it. Ye Er sometimes came to accompany him, and the tea she brewed with the Floral Tea Ceremony was the most popular drink, so everyone supported Ye Er to fetch water.

The waterfall is also where the flowers like to be, and they practice singing here every morning. Huahua said that she used to sing mountain songs under the waterfall, and it took more than ten years to practice a good voice.

This is the place where the aura of the Butterfly Valley gathers, and the echo is particularly good, and there is a rich echo in singing here, and the sound can be transmitted throughout the valley. Of course, it feels good for a flower to sing in such a rare place. Sitting in the place where Zhu Tong meditated, he could hear the movement outside the valley.

Huahua didn't like to drink tea originally, but now she is the one who shouts the most; Ichi Yukimi was originally good at the tea ceremony, but after enjoying the tea soup brewed by Ye'er, she didn't feel that time was difficult, and she spent most of her day pestering Ye'er to exchange tea art. Zhu Tong wanted to remind Ye Er not to say too much, the flower tea ceremony is the secret of the orchid sisters, think about it, Ye Er only knows the introductory exercises, and the bottom is still Zhu Men Peng Ma Gong, so he went with her.

Due to the barrier of the peak forest, it is difficult for the cold north wind to invade, and the butterfly cave is not very cold, but it is still very inconvenient to sleep. The cave is only a deep pool, which is spacious, but half of it is a deep pool where spring water gathers. The overflowing spring water forms a small stream inside the cave, which flows from the mouth of the cave into the Butterfly Creek.

On the first night, men and women set up tents on the left and women on the right side of the creek. The next morning, Huang Hai was cold and pale, and was disturbed by the cold air that blew from the entrance of the cave at night, and contracted the wind and cold.

Fortunately, the "Divine Doctor Li Xiang" was in front of him, Zhu Tong prepared sufficient medicine, and administered acupuncture, and Huang Hai's condition began to relieve in the afternoon. On the second night, the boundary between men and women was broken, and all three tents were supported on the right side of the stream.

Among the six people, only Huang Hai is a pure modern person, and it is no wonder that the body's resistance is the lowest.

Needless to say, Zhu Tong and Aunt Die have been baptized by cicadas and leaves, and even the purple butterfly planted on Jingchi Xuemei has been catalyzed by Aunt Die and the little liar, and is merging with her.

The problem of eating is easy to solve, and the left side of the creek is a place for Aunt Die to cook because of the ventilation, and the wood hot pot stove is readily available. They brought a lot of rice, vegetables and convenience foods. Zhu Tong also brought a pair of travel pocket stoves and solid alcohol, and made a hot pot for every meal, and the small life was prosperous and happy.

There was no cell phone signal in the valley, and for three days, they lost contact with the outside world completely, seemingly forgetting the outside world, perhaps because they didn't want to think about those troubles. During these three days, no one bothered them.

Huang Hai brought two police walkie-talkies, and the original plan was to put a sentry outside the valley, one inside the walkie-talkie cave, one outside the cave. Huang Hai was sick, and the little liar didn't believe what the sentry was for the masters of the rivers and lakes, so the plan was ruined.

After dinner, Zhu Tong came to meditate under the waterfall again, and after a while, Aunt Die also came.

"They're playing cards, and I'm out to breathe." Aunt Butterfly sat down across from him and hesitated for a moment before saying, "You seem to be hiding something from me." ”

"Nope." Zhu Tong put away the fluffy hemp gong and pretended to be comfortable. In the evening of Xiangxi, it was dark late, and each other's expressions could be vaguely seen at such a distance.

"Don't forget, we have a secret in common." Aunt Die pointed to her heart, and nodded to Zhu Tong's eyebrows; "You can't hide it from me."

The little liar sighed helplessly, and through the butterfly god, they could feel each other's mood swings; For a few days, he had indeed deliberately avoided Aunt Die.

"Is it because of him?"

Zhu Tong nodded and did not speak. He didn't know what to say, some people were already making a fuss about Huahua's life experience, alluding to Wang Xiangjiao being Huahua's father. The little liar didn't know if the other party was guessing or had any evidence, on the day of the opening of Manjiang Huayu, Wang Xiangjiao should not show up to support the flowers.

Although not many people paid attention to this news, he instinctively felt that the crisis was approaching.

"Tell me." Aunt Die's voice trembled a little.

"Aunt Die, tell me honestly, how many people know about your relationship now?" This is the question that little liars have been thinking about.

"Mr. Xiang knows, only he knows. I've only met him three times. The night was a little deeper, and Zhu Tong felt that Aunt Die's breathing was short of breath and her heart was beating faster, and her face must have turned red.

"Come to think of it, have you ever mentioned it to anyone?"

"No...... Only once, it won't be him. ”

"Who?" Zhu Tong became serious, and his consciousness was really something wrong with Aunt Die.

"Impossible, that's a very good man, he's a respected monk."

"Master Chuansu?" The little liar squeezed four words out of his mouth.

Aunt Die nodded: "Last month, there were too many performances for Huahua that I was too tired to do it, and the boss asked the master to give a lecture to Huahua. He is really amazing, the past of the flower is right, the master of Chuansu said that the flower is a pearl of the earth, and said that her father is a big man. He...... It's a big shot, and many people are afraid of him. ”

Zhu Tong was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, Tian Gongzi invited Master Chuansu to come, and with Aunt Die's knowledge, he couldn't resist Chuansu's mouth spitting lotus. said that it was Aunt Die, Zhao Yongbing's knowledge was not bad, wasn't he killed by Chuansu? It's no wonder that Aunt Die, like Flower, lacks understanding of the world of flowers like Shanghai, and there must be times when she is confused. Master Chuansu appeared as a master of guiding the maze, and she was really intoxicated by the flickering mind.

"Aunt Die, you shouldn't trust any master, especially Chuansu, who is a liar in Buddhist clothes."

"No, Master Chuansu is highly respected, and in order to help the children in the mountains run around, he helped build many schools ......." Aunt Die didn't believe it, and was in a hurry to defend her own people.

"Did he say that Aunt Die, you have far-reaching spiritual roots and a relationship with the Buddha? Does it mean that your grudge entanglement with him is an unfinished fate in your past life? Did he recite to you beautiful scriptures such as 'All things are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such'? Does he mean that you are an immortal who has come to the world to accumulate good karma, transcend cause and effect, and find your true self as soon as possible? Does he want you to confess to the Buddha for your sins and see through the demons of love in the cycle of life? Did he say that your life is nothing more than an illusion in the six realms of reincarnation? Does he want you to practice the Dharma so that you can be liberated from samsara and reborn in the Pure Land of the West? ”

Zhu Tong said a word, Aunt Die nodded, and in the end, the little liar was so annoyed that he forgot where he was, and unconsciously made a lot louder.

"Aunt Die, never believe in any monks, they are also human beings, and they also have to eat and; They are not gods, they are mixed in Shanghai, and they cost money. Nan no Amitabha, have you forgotten, what have we encountered in Nanhua Mountain? ”

"However, Master Chuansu is different, he doesn't know kung fu, and he turns his fate to do good for others."

"You are still obsessed with the fact that Master Chuansu is helping children in the mountains, but the money is donated by the believers, and as far as I know, for every hundred yuan donated by the believers, less than 60 yuan is used for the children. That's a business! It's that he wants to harm you and the chief, and someone posted a message that Flower's father might be him. ”

"No, I didn't tell Master Chuansu's name." Aunt Die insisted almost desperately, she just wanted to understand what this news would mean if it leaked out. It's not just Wang Xiangjiao who wants to be involved, but the image and career of the Phoenix Fairy that Huahua has just established may be completely destroyed.

"With a little bit of information, those people will know who he is. Shanghai is a cannibalistic world, you ....... ”

A voice suddenly echoed in the valley: "The thousand-year-old moss tree does not become spring, who believes that the fragrance is like a jade soul?" The snow is full of forests without moonlight, and the lights are blown to do dusk. The two donors are too stupid, as long as they turn around, the sky is still clear and clear; The Buddha is destined to be the devil. ”

The sound seemed to be near or far, and the specific location could not be touched.

The little liar Zhu Tong was startled and said in a low voice: "Aunt Die, go back quickly, let them guard the door." As he spoke, the man had already clicked a few times on the boulder by the Butterfly Creek and swooped down on the top of the mountain.

The Snow Monk has been here before, and listening to the voice, it should be a master of utopia, and it must be the Snow Monk who attracted him. Zhu Tong is strange, the fantasy is said to be bad for walking, could it be that the snow mad monk carried him over? The mountain road is not easy to walk, and it is slippery everywhere after three days of heavy snowfall...... No, they came by boat.

Zhu Tong immediately gave up climbing the mountain and hurried to Taniguchi.

Sure enough, there was a small boat parked at the mouth of the valley, and the wind lantern hanging on the bow of the boat shone a dim light and shadow.

On the morning of their arrival, Zhu Tong and the Yellow Sea braved snow to push the boulders on the shore into the river, blocking the waterway for boats to cross. The ship was parked on the other side of the boulder.

The master of utopia and the snow madness monk Kongxue are both in the bow of the boat, one sitting cross-legged and the other standing; Behind it is snow-covered and clear water.

A white-clothed Shengxue is fierce as a martial artist like a Dharma protector King Kong, and a serene and kind eyebrow like a Buddha reborn, just looking at his appearance, how can he be worth 1,2000. The one who supported the boat was an old man in black; There were only three of them on board.

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