"Oh my God. Zhuang Ming sat on the ground stunned for a moment.

The butterfly was unusually gorgeous, probably the most gorgeous creature Zhuang Ming had ever seen in his life, but Zhuang Ming was extremely suspicious!

He never imagined that he would see this butterfly again.

That's right, this butterfly is the strange beast that sent Zhuang Ming to this world.

The story of Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly in the legend is almost well known, but who would have thought that the butterfly really existed, and it was terrifying.

Zhuang Ming's world view has been refreshed when he first encountered butterflies, and now that he sees it again, he can't help but think of more things.

The butterfly in Zhuangzi's dream is as powerful as this, but what about Zhuangzi himself?

What will happen to Lao Tzu? Isn't it just a legend that the purple qi came 30,000 miles from the east?

What about Confucius, what about Mozi, what about Sun Tzu, what about Mencius?

Zhuang Ming used to be a university professor, and he studied history a lot, even more than other history professors, otherwise he would not have been rated as a professor at a young age.

However, at this moment, Zhuang Ming felt deeply suspicious of everything he had learned in the past.

What kind of world is that?

If these people were so powerful, where did they go, and what kind of stories have been buried for thousands of years?

Perhaps, it's not just a millennia thing.

Is there a supreme presence that has hidden a piece of history?

Zhuang Ming was stunned, and soon he thought again, what kind of connection does the earth have with this world?

Zhuang Ming had never thought about this question before, and now it seems that there are too many doubts.

Zhuang Ming is 15 years old this year, and although he has never gone to school, Zhuang Ming's mother has been teaching Zhuang Ming to read and write since he was very young. also wrote a lot of books to read to him and Ying'er. The writing of this world, although it is different from Chinese characters, is definitely the same root and origin, and the language is even more similar to the extreme.

Even the usual living customs, clothing and food are very similar to those in China.

Now it seems......

"Maybe I still have a chance. ”

Zhuang Ming's eyes brightened a lot, and a colorful butterfly appeared in the depths of the pupil of his left eye.

At the moment when the butterfly hit the pupil, Zhuang Ming had already sensed that he and the butterfly seemed to have some kind of connection. This induction goes deep into the soul.

"It seems ......," Zhuang Ming muttered to himself.

He stood up and gathered consciousness into his left eye. A mysterious sensation condenses in the left eye, like a heartbeat.

"Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang"

With the sound of his heartbeat, his left eyelid also began to beat, his pupils focused rapidly, and colorful butterflies slowly flew out of his pupils, dancing around Zhuang Ming.

Zhuang Ming wiped the sweat drops from his forehead, stretched out his right hand, and the butterfly landed on his index finger, and Zhuang Ming stretched out his right hand in front of his eyes.

The eyes are facing each other.

"What's your name?"

......

Zhuang Ming always felt that such a magical creature should always understand his own meaning.

In fact, he did not get an answer, the colorful butterfly, only fanned its wings again, and then already stared at Zhuang Ming.

"It seems a little different. ”

Zhuang Ming was so impressed by this butterfly that he confirmed that the butterfly in his hand was the one that sent him into this world, and it was no different.

But what's the difference?

Zhuang Ming was puzzled, he closed his eyes and thought back to everything.

After a while, Zhuang Ming opened his eyes, and he looked at the colorful butterfly in front of him with a complicated expression, and he probably understood.

The butterfly in front of me, and the one that used to be, what is lacking is coercion.

Zhuang Ming thought that when he came to this world, he had become a baby, and the colorful butterfly had directly turned into a cocoon, and after experiencing the cocoon and turning into a butterfly, I was afraid that even his memory had been lost.

He looked at the colorful butterfly fluttering with wings in his hand, and there was a gentle look in his eyes.

"Speaking of which, in this huge world, only you and I are foreign visitors, but we are also fellow countrymen, and I am afraid that we will depend on each other for our lives in the future. ”

Zhuang Ming stretched out his left hand and gently stroked the butterfly on his right hand and sighed.

"I'll give you a name. Zhuang Ming said to the butterfly with a smile.

"From now on, you will be called Rainbow Butterfly. ”

The butterfly flew up from Zhuang Ming's right hand and danced, and the colorful light illuminated the dream world from her.

"Butterflies, butterflies. ”

A voice appeared in the depths of Zhuang Ming's mind.

"You can talk!"

Zhuang Ming was stunned, and he looked at the dancing butterflies.

The dream is already colorful with colorful light waves.

The butterfly danced unscrupulously in this space, she flew into the sky, and became bigger and bigger under Zhuang Ming's surprised look, and then she fell from the sky and stopped in front of Zhuang Ming.

"You want me on your back?"

The butterfly flappes its wings, and a pair of antennae tap gently.

Zhuang Ming carefully climbed onto Caidie's back, and he sat cross-legged on it, looking curiously at Caidie under him.

At this time, the body of the butterfly was larger than Zhuang's father's boat, and there were hundreds of colorful spots on its body, which were a little dull compared to the colorful colors on the wings.

The butterfly flickered its wings lightly and flew towards the sky of the dream world.

Thatched huts, small trees, ponds, the originally familiar world grew smaller and smaller in the sight of Zhuang Ming, until it disappeared.

"Where are you taking me?"

Caidie kept shuttling through the clouds with the name of the village, and when she looked down, she couldn't see anything except the white clouds.

This is the world of dreams.

I don't know how long the butterfly flew, a burst of thunder made Zhuang Ming come back to his senses, he looked at the space in the distance, lightning continued to pass through the sky, and the sound of thunder in his ears became more and more roaring.

Zhuang Ming was taken aback.

"Butterfly, butterfly, stop, if you go any further, you will be struck by lightning. ”

Zhuang Ming lay uneasily on Caidie's back, grabbed Caidie's tentacles with both hands, and shouted loudly.

"Boom, boom, boom. ”

A burst of thunder buried the sound of Zhuang Ming.

"Fuck your uncle. ”

Rao is Zhuang Ming's good temper, and he was also angry, but it was useless to say anything at this time, Zhuang Ming had to hold on to the tentacles of the colorful butterfly tightly, and kept praying in his heart.

Caidie is getting closer and closer to the forbidden area of thunder and lightning, Zhuang Ming's whole heart hangs, he has to close his eyes and give all hope to Caidie.

The lightning zone is already in sight.

A yellow ray of light shot out from the tentacles of the butterfly, enveloping the name of the village, and the butterfly was not afraid of lightning, still flashing its wings, and rushed into the world of thunder and lightning with a graceful dance.

"Boom!"

Zhuang Ming subconsciously opened his eyes, saw a lightning bolt blocked by the yellow aperture, and finally let out a long breath.

He looked curiously at the world around him.

Thunder roared in his ears, lightning flashed in front of his eyes, and it seemed as if he could reach out and grab the lightning!

What a fantastic world.

The lightning area didn't seem to be large, but in a few moments, the butterflies had already flown out of it.

The butterflies began to fly downward, and houses, rivers, and mountains gradually appeared in front of Zhuang Ming's eyes.

A dream world the size of a village appears in front of Zhuang Ming.