It's finally here.

Mo Yun confirmed the address again and again, and turning the corner should be the entrance to Butterfly City.

This is a wonderful and prosperous bazaar that Mo Yun has never heard of and has never experienced, and it is said that in the past, only dignitaries and dignitaries could have the honor to visit. Most of the goods are directly supplied to the palace, and rarely flow to the people.

However, now that the emperor has lost his power, although there are rumors of someone sitting in the Dragon Court from time to time, it has finally changed every day. The secret realm of the past is difficult to keep its veil. In recent years, the term butterfly market has even occasionally appeared in the newspapers. It is said that even those foreigners who have always considered this country backward and low, whether in the East or the West, have come to visit and spend a lot of money, which makes the world smack their tongues.

Mo Yun thought about this, looking at the street in front of him with extremely bright and vivid colors, and felt more and more that it was prosperous and beautiful unreal. There is a surge of great wealth, foreign faces, and even more incredible, commodities -

Butterfly.

Presented in a delicate casket and placed on soft satin, this breathtakingly delicate work of art. No craftsman anywhere can replicate it. Almost perfect symmetrical patterns, dazzling colorful wings. Those who see it can only be amazed and amazed, and can no longer say any words of judgment and accusation.

This is Butterfly City.

It gets its name from the strange beauty of butterflies that can only be found in the nearby river valleys.

Mo Yun is one of the many mortals who are attracted by the brilliance of butterflies. After seeing the strange creatures that were as dazzling as jewels in the translucent glass box that Mr. carefully held out for the first time, Mo Yun was no longer satisfied with just listening to a few words about Butterfly City from others.

Definitely, you must go in person to be willing.

With such an obsession, it is probably true that the emperor lives up to his wishes, and Mo Yun really asked for the opportunity to come here for a field trip from Mr. When he received the paperwork, he showed such excitement and joy that the gentleman seemed to show a little unease.

"Do you understand?—— isn't it wrong to go to that kind of place? It's better to change it to the nearby Wenfang Mountain. ”

Mr. This kind of nagging was not mentioned until after the accident in Wenfang Mountain. But he still muttered: "If you are a science, it is not appropriate to investigate it for the sake of that kind of romantic." Butterfly City is not very peaceful. ”

Before the revolution, Mr. seemed to have worked in the yamen, and he had an outdated view of foreigners and businessmen.

Therefore, Mo Yun has been extremely resolute from beginning to end, and now he has fulfilled his wish, which is indeed extremely lucky.

Ah, this butterfly city.

Mo Yun couldn't help but sigh again. immediately lost his laughter, and stood on the street for a long time, really stupid.

So he walked down the street to the fullest of his heart's content, admiring the incredible beauty. There are a lot of tourists, and no one pays attention to him, and no one greets him, so he is a scholar with no net worth. Mo Yun also fell at ease.

As soon as I walked here, my obsession gradually dissipated. He just couldn't forget the amazing beauty, but he never had the idea of possession—it was worth it to feast his eyes.

After walking around like this for a long time, Mo Yun became more and more satisfied, and gradually had a sense of return. - If he hadn't heard that cry, hadn't looked up, he might have left like that.

Mo Yun couldn't imagine that in such a street, the merchants and guests were all smiling and laughing, and it was a harmonious scene, but there were people crying there.

It's a girl, isn't it? What are you sad about? The little sister in Mo Yun's family is always earth-shattering when she cries, and Mo Yun has never cared so much about worrying about her heart. This cry, intermittent, seems to be trying to suppress it, but it also reveals extreme pain and sorrow.

So Mo Yun finally stood still. He looked up.

In front of me is a small wooden building with a simple structure, and on the veranda on the second floor, there is a girl curled up. Having said that, it was only with her bright and bright skirt that Mo Yun guessed so. From here, her face was not clear at all. I only vaguely saw the thin figure trembling slightly.

"Hey, girl, are you alright?" Mo Yun couldn't help but shout. He immediately regretted his recklessness. Seeing that the girl seemed to be moving, he hurriedly lowered his head and planned to leave.

Wrong. Why are there so many people gathered around?

Mo Yun looked around at the people who came up at some point. Their clothes are still so bright, but their faces are so gloomy and cold.

There is danger.

He confirmed this when he noticed that one of them was holding a long wooden stick in his hand. However, now there is no way back—

Something got wrapped around his hand. He was stunned for a moment, and noticed that the people around him also showed strange expressions. Then he felt himself being pulled alive. When I came back to my senses, I was already sitting on the railing on the second floor. The crowd below began to shout and shout. Mo Yun turned a deaf ear.

He looked at his hand in a daze. A strand of colored silk is tied around his wrist, and the other end is held by a slender hand. He looked up again.

The girl in front of her is so moving and beautiful. All the butterflies he had seen so far were eclipsed by hers.