(5) Companionship

At this point, the size of the moth has grown much larger than that of the normal moth. Cultivation is also growing day by day. It has become more powerful, and ordinary birds of prey and fierce insects cannot defeat it.

One night, the little monk was adding incense and candles in front of the offering table, and he saw moths flying around the candlelight.

The little monk leaned over to look at the moth. When the moth spotted a human coming, it tried to hide.

"Come out. I won't hurt you. The little monk said with a smile.

The moth hid behind the pillar and did not dare to come out.

When the little monk saw it, he raised his hands and opened them in front of the moth, hoping that it would fall into his hands.

"I won't hurt you, monks don't kill. The little monk didn't know if the moth could understand what he said. "Alas, I know that you don't understand my words, and you still tell you these ......" A soft sigh came from the lips of the little monk.

"It seems that we are all the same, very lonely. What is the outside world like?"

"He's so good-looking, he's the best-looking human I've ever seen. Doesn't such a good-looking person have a partner? wouldn't he think I was ugly?"

The moth looked at the sad little monk, and it wanted to make him happy. Such a good-looking person should be happy.

The moth carefully fell into the little monk's hand, and the little monk smiled a little.

Since then, every night, the moth will accompany the little monk here to light candles and recite scriptures. When you are happy, you will dance by the candle, and circle around the candlestick and the little monk.

The little monk found out that this moth was homohuman, and he was very happy that he seemed to have an extra partner.

(6) The path of thorns

Early that morning, the little monk found his master sitting on the old monk's couch with a calm face and closed eyes.

The little monk called out to the master, but the old monk did not respond. His master finally couldn't survive the invasion of time and passed away.

The little monk knelt in front of the master's couch and wept, and his cry woke up the sleeping moth during the day.

The moth was sad to see him, but it couldn't talk to him, couldn't comfort him, and could only silently stop on the little monk's shoulder to accompany him.

There are only two occupants left in the temple, the monk and the moth, who are companions day and night.

The moth is more spiritually attached to humans every day. Looking at the delicate girls and beautiful women who occasionally come to the temple to pray, they often laugh at the little monks from time to time, and my heart is always sour and uneasy.

"If only I could be humanoid too. Become a beautiful woman, and he'll like me!" Moth thought.

It is not easy for insects to become demons, and it takes at least five or six hundred years of cultivation to cultivate into a human form. Its cultivation was only 200 years old at that time, and there was no way to turn into a human form. can only rely on mana to go up to the body of a human woman to contact the little monk.

But since then, the moth has embarked on a road of no return full of black thorns......

Every day, the moth's possession mana can't last long, and he can only use a different beautiful woman's body to talk to the little monk every time. As long as he ignored her, the next day, she went up to the other women.

Every night, the moth has exhausted its strength due to the possession of the day, and sleeps there exhausted. The little monk thought that he could no longer wake up the moth and mourned.

Moth was always reluctant to tell the monk that the woman who talked to him during the day was himself.

It didn't have the confidence to let the little monk know the fact that it was a demon, and it was afraid that he would be afraid of himself. Something as disgusting and ugly as it is, in fact, as long as you can say a few words to him in person during the day, it is a great happiness.

(7) Reunion

A few years went by in a flash. One day, a beautiful woman came to the temple, carrying a basket of colorful flowers and wearing a flowing white fairy dress.

The little monk who had never been touched by a woman was stunned for a long time when he saw this beauty.

She was as holy and beautiful as the goddess he had seen on the murals of Buddhist temples.

When the beauty saw the little monk stunned, she smiled at him.

The little monk was stunned again, he suddenly found that his mortal heart was throbbing, and he suddenly became upright, clenched the Buddhist beads in his hand, and muttered sutras.

The white-clothed beauty entered the temple without worshipping the Buddha and praying for incense. After just walking around the temple, she glanced at the altar again, as if she was looking for something.

She didn't find it, she was about to leave disappointed, and when she turned around, she saw a woman with a beautiful face stepping into the temple.

"Found it!Found it!Sister, I finally found you!" The beauty in white grabbed the corner of the woman's clothes and said happily.

"You ......"

"I'm a little white, don't you recognize me?"

"Xiaobai?"

Both of them discovered each other's secrets, learned each other's true identities, and began to talk in a place where no one was.

It turned out that the beauty in white was actually a blue butterfly, and she was once a little white worm in the temple. The sister in her mouth is a moth attached to humans, and it is also a gray worm in the past.

Butterfly felt the moth's breath stop her, and then the moth sensed her.

After becoming humanoid, she can speak human language, because the moth is higher than herself in terms of age and cultivation, and she is the closest person in the world, so she calls her sister. After all, the two of them have lived together for a long time, and it is good to be sisters together.

Through some conversation, the moth learns that the butterfly really becomes a beautiful butterfly after breaking out of the cocoon.

After that, she was lucky enough to inadvertently eat the pollen of the 500-year-old transformation grass and cultivated into a human form, and Moth felt that the butterfly was so lucky, and she was happy for her but a little sad.

Because his mana is actually higher than that of a butterfly, he still can't turn into a human form, and he can only rely on inferior possession spells to deceive people with this moth skin that he hates and others all day long......

When Butterfly learned what happened to the moth, she encouraged her, telling her that as long as she practiced well, she would one day be able to cultivate into a human form.

She said that she came back this time to find Moth, and Butterfly said that there was a lot of aura in that valley, and she wanted Moth to go back with her to practice there. Moth shook her head as she thought of the other butterflies in the valley sneering at her.

Once again, Butterfly decides to stay in this temple with Moth. She is very happy that Butterfly can live here with her. But she didn't tell Butterfly that the biggest reason why she didn't want to leave was because she was reluctant to let go of the handsome little monk in the temple......

(8) Immortal fate

Together, they turned into their original forms and danced happily in the courtyard of the temple, spending a few wonderful days together.

Butterfly goes elsewhere during the day to forage for flowers, and at dusk she returns to the temple to stay with her moth sister.

Sometimes she would come back early, and soon she found that the moth was regularly possessing different women who came to the temple to pray during the day.

She asked her why she was like this, and Moth didn't tell her why.

Butterfly didn't think too much about it, but just advised her sister not to always attach herself to humans, which would not only consume a lot of her cultivation and vitality, but also harm the human body.

At this time, the moth's obsession was deep and hopeless, and he just promised perfunctorily that he would do it again next time.

Until one day, Butterfly saw a woman in blue dressed in blue in a dream, her face was blurred, Butterfly couldn't see her appearance clearly, but there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

The woman in blue told Butterfly that she and Moth were both aliens with fairy fate. It's just that in the future, you will inevitably encounter a catastrophe, if you let go of your obsession and deal with it smoothly, concentrate on cultivation, and not be disturbed by everything, you can cultivate as soon as possible and become an immortal.

However, once the calamity encountered is not handled properly, the opportunity to ascend may be missed.

When Butterfly woke up from the dream and recalled that dream, she felt that she had worked very hard to cultivate since she was a worm, and she had not encountered any hardships so far.

She didn't know what the blue fairy was talking about, but she was sure she could handle it.

The simple butterfly was very happy to have this dream that predicted that she would become an immortal, and the white-clothed beauty who jumped up and down into a fairy in clothes went out to look for flowers and honey.

On this morning, the moth got down from the possessed human woman halfway, and its vitality was seriously depleted, her cultivation was greatly reduced, and her life was almost half lost.

In order to save his life, the moth was forced to re-form a cocoon and wrap himself in it to regain his vitality and cultivation.

Butterfly has been happy with the dream she had on the eve of her life, and she has been playing and staying outside for a while. It wasn't until the canopy turned inky that she rushed back.

She carried a basket of bright flowers and fruits for her sister Moth to enjoy. The butterflies walked and walked, and suddenly it began to rain heavily.

The moth turned into a cocoon and hid in a place where the little monk couldn't find it.

After such a long time, the little monk may have forgotten the moth who spent his lonely time with him back then.

Today's little monk's face is clearer, and his figure is much stronger than when he was a teenager, and he has added a little more mature masculinity than his younger self before.

If he returns to the vulgar, there will definitely be many trustees from the girl's family who will come to him to say that he is a matchmaker.

(9) Heavy rain

"I wonder how long it will take to rain?" thought to the little monk standing at the temple gate and looking at the stone platform in the courtyard bubbling with rain bubbles.

In addition to being able to transform into a human form, butterflies basically don't have any spells, and they can't teleport or turn into their original form.

Because if she turns into a butterfly, her wings will all get wet, the butterfly powder will be washed away, and she won't be able to fly. Only running desperately.

The rain ran down her, her hair down her cheeks, and her white gown. The white shoes were stained with mud, and although the face was still beautiful, the image was really embarrassing.

Finally she ran back to the temple, and she saw the little monk at the door.

"Now you can't change back in front of the big living people, he found out that he was a demon and might be taken away. Butterfly thought so in her heart.

The little monk saw the butterfly wet and said to her, "Female donor, if you don't dislike it, please come in and take shelter from the rain." ”

Butterfly heard him say this, and trotted a few steps into the temple.

"Thank you, Master, for rushing here, who knows that you can't move forward in the heavy rain, and it will bother you. Butterfly bowed embarrassedly to the little monk and smiled shyly at him.

Before in the rain, I couldn't see clearly. Only then did the little monk really see the woman's face.