He Yuran led the butterfly through the hall, winding and winding, and did not meet any outsiders along the way, and the view was pure and elegant. Butterfly was still puzzled and asked him, "Is this your Taoist?" He Yuran smiled and said: "Of course not, it's just that it's homework time at this time, and the road I took you on is still a secluded road, so naturally I haven't met anyone." ”

After turning around, they came to a secluded hall, with no plaque on it, and the same exquisite carved door.

"Where is this?"

"This is the scholastic. I've been guarding here. ”

He did not lead her into the monastery, but went straight out of the verandah to the back, up the stairs, up the hill.

For some reason, after coming here, the butterfly suddenly became indescribably familiar and cordial, and her whole mind suddenly calmed down. The surroundings are very quiet, and you can faintly hear the sound of chanting in the front hall. Heaven and earth are surrounded by an atmosphere of peace and kindness.

Butterfly suddenly said, "I really like this place." It would be nice to be able to live here for a long time. ”

He Yuran didn't say anything, and kept walking up the mountain by himself. In front of me, there was an open mountainside, and on the dirt ground there were small trees more than half a person high, the branches and leaves were very lush, and the slender leaves were verdant, and they looked quite moving.

He Yuran stopped and looked at the small tree for a long time. The perimeter of the small tree was cleanly trimmed, and the crown of the tree stretched out diagonally into the mist, like a mushroom, but the little tree had only one green leaf, but no flowers at all. The fairy aura around the flower tree is surrounded and hazy.

The butterfly suddenly said with regret: "This tree is very good-looking, I wonder if it will bloom?" ”

He Yuran suddenly said: "This tree has only bloomed in hundreds of years. It hasn't been opened since. ”

The butterfly lost her voice and said, "Just a fork? This is a tree that is harder to bloom than an iron tree. ”

He Yuran said leisurely: "I don't know when this flower tree began to grow, and I suddenly found this small flower tree growing here one day, because it is very delicate, I like it very much." Since then, she has come here every day to water and hoe the weeds, for fear that other plants will rob her of the nutrients for growth. ”

Butterfly glanced at He Yuran, and couldn't help sighing: "It turns out that Dao Chief, you are such an amorous person. ”

He Yuran still said: "When it grows to more than half a person's height, it will not grow, I checked all the information at the time, and I can't find the same record, I don't know what kind of flower tree it is, I want her to bloom to see, but it has been delayed in flowering, and it only grows the green leaves of a tree." I think that this leaf is also very cute, and it looks quite aura, and the leaves of this tree alone are even more beautiful than all the flowers in the world, and if they don't bloom, they won't bloom. ”

The butterfly suddenly thought for a moment and said, "Then when did it open later?" ”

He Yuran walked a few steps around the flower tree, picked some dead leaves and scorched leaves, and then said: "Just when I thought she would not bloom, she suddenly bloomed one night, and when I came here early the next morning, I saw a bud among the green leaves." I can't really say how happy I was at the time. ”

The butterfly suddenly seemed to be very happy, although she didn't see the flower, but the faint and long green leaves in front of her did have an unusual sense of fairy beauty.

He Yuran said: "But this bud has been on the branch for a year, and it has not opened. Because this tree grows strange and strange, the brothers and sisters in the whole temple regard it as a treasure, and everyone competes to see it. Later, it gradually spread, and the people of this square garden all came to see the true face inexplicably. ”

Butterfly curiosity came up and said, "Really? When did it bloom later? ”

"My master also came to see it, and said that this flower tree seemed to have been seen in the classics, but he forgot what it was, and said that this plant was not good to grow, and it must be blessed with the aura of heaven and earth to sprout and grow into flowers, and that depends on creation. It can only be said that it is a miracle to be able to grow so well. Her black flower bones have bright red spots on them, and they look like a butterfly ready to flutter its wings. ”

Butterfly smiled and said, "It's really interesting." ”

He Yuran took a closer look at the flower tree before continuing: "One day, when I came early in the morning to water and hoe the weeds, I found that the flower tree had been excavated. ”

The butterfly screamed and said, "What? And such people? So shameless. ”

He Yuran sighed and said: "I'm going crazy, after the master found out, he calculated it, and said that the person who excavated it was the young master of the Hou Mansion in the city, and their family happened to be doing things in the Taoist temple that day, maybe they really liked it, so they took advantage of people's inattention." After I found out, I was very angry, so I used the immortal method without authorization and sneaked into the Nahou Mansion to find the whereabouts. ”

The more the butterfly listened, the more interesting it became, it was simply a fantasy, looking at He Yuran, he asked stupidly, "Where is it later?" ”

He Yuran suddenly turned his head to look at the butterfly, his eyes were full of indescribable meaning, a kind of melancholy, a kind of helplessness, a kind of inexplicability, and he said after a while: "You really want to know?" ”

The butterfly blinked and said, "You have to finish the story?" ”

He Yuran suddenly said: "You close your eyes, tell you to open them again." ”

He Yuran's voice sounded in his ears, and he said softly, "Look." ”

The butterfly slowly opened her eyes and found that she was no longer in the back mountain of the Taoist temple, but in a chic and elegant courtyard, in the hedge fence in the courtyard, there was that beautiful flower tree, her flowers had opened, and on the pure black and shiny petals, the blood-like bright red highlights had a strange charm. After you take a look, you don't want to leave your sight for a long time.

The butterfly looked at it for a long time, Fang came back to his senses, and suddenly found that there was silence in this courtyard, and he was alone, but He Yuran didn't know where he went. She cried out, "Daddy, Daddy, where have you been?" ”

He Yuran's voice came faintly, and said: "What I didn't expect was that I took care of her for a year and didn't bloom for a long time, but this flower bloomed on the first day of this Hou Mansion. This has to be said to be a kind of bad fate. ”

The butterfly followed the sound and searched everywhere, but couldn't find half a figure, thinking, why did Dad suddenly disappear again? Where do I find him?

I looked at the flowers again, and suddenly I felt lonely. The more I look at it, the more I feel that under this beauty, there is a bit of desolation. Muttering thoughts: These people are also strange creatures, but they are just flowers. Thinking that he is not a lover of flowers, let alone flowers, he basically doesn't like anything with flowers, and he only grows a little light and long-leaf plants at home.

Look at this courtyard again, it is exquisite, and you can see the owner's mind with every flower and stone. Everything around this flower tree is designed and placed for this one. If you remove this flower tree from this garden, you may lose your soul all at once.

Butterfly thought that she had seen many similar gardens and knew that building a garden was the most expensive thing to do. And the structural design of this courtyard should cost a lot of money.

If I were asked to spend money to decorate a garden for a flower, I would never do that. Presumably, the prince of the Hou Mansion who fell in love with this flower was also an extremely dull person.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

In addition, I thought that the owner of this garden was also a person who worked hard. It's a song!

She didn't have a good impression of flowers, but when she saw the real face, she felt that it was just that, but she became interested in this garden. Along the corridor, walking, this heavy pavilion, look at the infinite changes, eclectic, and in this limited space, stacking mountains and rivers, transplanting flowers and trees, it can be said that "do not go out of the city and get the joy of mountains and rivers." ”

The more I walked, the more familiar I felt, as if I had lived here before.