The train traveled for a day and a night, and finally arrived in Nexi County.

Qu Fan got out of the car and happened to see that the old man was also under Neixi County. Qu Fan was just about to stop him and help him carry the sack out of the station, when he saw that the old man was carrying himself and walking out. This speed and strength are no less than that of a young man.

After leaving the station, Qu Fan went to the neighborhood to buy some water and food, and then got on the bus to the mountains.

According to the map, this butterfly valley is somewhere in the middle of several mountains, and the bus can only take him to a small village outside the mountain.

The people in this village seem to be quite wealthy, and every family lives in a small two-story building. Qu Fan got out of the car, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon, it was almost dark, and he continued to hurry, not completely.

So, Qu Fan decided to stay here for one night first. He searched the whole village, but he didn't see a single inn or rented house, not even a few people outside.

In the end, Qu Fan chose a family at random, walked over and knocked on the door, and asked inside, "Hello, is anyone there?"

Soon, there was a response from inside, "Who is it?"

"Hello, I'm here for a tour and want to stay at your house for one night, you see, is that okay?" Qu Fan said.

"Wait a minute. After a few minutes, the door opened, and a middle-aged couple came out of the courtyard, "Young man, come in." They invited Qu Fan.

"Thank you. Qu Fan thanked them and walked in.

After the middle-aged couple invited Qu Fan to sit down, they asked him, "Young man, why did you come to travel to us, we are in the poor countryside, what is there to do?"

Qu Fan replied to them with a smile, "I like to climb mountains, and I heard that the mountain scenery here is not bad, so I wanted to come and visit." ”

"It's the first time that a young man has said that we have a good view here, alas, the younger generation in our village is almost clean, and no one wants to stay in this place. The middle-aged man said to Qu Fan.

The middle-aged woman asked him, "You haven't eaten yet, I'll go and make you something to eat." ”

Qu Fan thanked her, and then asked the middle-aged man, "No wonder when I came, I saw that there were no people here, it turned out that many people had left." Uncle, I think your conditions here should be good, every house is a small building. ”

Hearing Qu Fan's words, the middle-aged man shook his head, "Not now, it turns out that there is a volcano in our mountain, and every family in our family makes money by selling some volcanic ash and volcanic stone, but these things have long been mined, and most people have no source of livelihood, so they go outside. ”

It turns out that there is a volcano here, Qu Fan thought, the altitude here is relatively high, and the temperature will be relatively low. This Butterfly Valley must be called Butterfly Valley because there are many butterflies. Where there are butterflies, it can't be too cold, so this butterfly valley is likely to be near the volcano.

"Uncle, where is this volcano? I want to take some pictures and take them back for study. Qu Fan said.

The middle-aged man told Qu Fan the way to the volcano, and from here, it would take half a day to get there. The woman brought a bowl of noodles, and after Qu Fan ate it, he rested early, waiting for early tomorrow morning, and hurried to the volcano to have a look.

When Qu Fan left, he gave the couple a hundred yuan, "Uncle, aunt, this is last night's room money." ”

The two of them refused to ask for it, "so they ate a bowl of noodles and slept all night, without having to pay for it." ”

Qu Fan refused to comply, so he gave the money to the two of them, and after thanking the two of them, he began to walk towards the volcano.

According to the route told to him by the middle-aged man, Qu Fan spent a few hours and came to the vicinity of the volcano. The temperature here is indeed a little warmer than in other places, and there are many plants and streams.

Qu Fan found the shadow of a butterfly here, but he only saw a few moths and the like, and there were no butterflies at all.

"Could it be that I was wrong? I searched for an afternoon and found nothing. Not to mention butterflies, not even a bee was seen. Qu Fan said to himself.

Seeing that it was about to get dark, Qu Fan set up a tent and planned to rest here at night, and continue to look for it the next day.

Qu Fan lay inside, looking at the top of the tent, thinking about safety, and gradually fell asleep. When the sun rose the next day, suddenly, Qu Fan felt a shadow flash in front of his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a few butterflies falling outside the tent, and many butterflies flew over the tent.

Qu Fan walked out and was shocked when he saw the scene outside.

Countless butterflies gathered from all directions, as if they had made an appointment, lined up, and flew in one direction.

"It's supposed to be them. Qu Fan didn't care about the tent for the time being, just picked up the backpack, followed the butterflies, and walked in the same direction as them.

After walking for a while, these butterflies will stay in the leaves and petals of the trees, and when they stop, they will not find the shadow of the butterfly at all. If Qu Fan hadn't happened to feel something flashing outside the tent, it would have been really difficult to spot these butterflies.

He followed the butterfly, stopping and stopping all the way, and finally, came to a well. Qu Fan watched these butterflies fly into the well, picked up a stone, and threw it down, and after a few seconds of planting, there was a sound, it was a dry well, and there was no water in it.

According to this voice, Qu Fan guessed that the depth of the well was not large, and it was only more than ten meters. Qu Fan took out the lamp and illuminated the inside of the dry well, and there was a ladder.

"That's right, this should be Butterfly Valley. Qu Fan followed the ladder to the bottom of the well, and looked at the situation inside through the light.

There is a fork in the road at the bottom of the well, Qu Fan looks at the ground, he wants to see which road has footprints, then, which road is correct. However, the ground on this road seemed to have been deliberately trodden, and there were many footprints on each one.

Qu Fan didn't dare to move forward without permission. He climbed out of the well again, plucked many flowers from around the dry well, and took them down. He was going to attract those butterflies with flowers and take him in.

He fanned the flowers with his hand, and transmitted the fragrance of the flowers towards the two forked paths, and after a few minutes, several butterflies flew out of one path and landed on the flowers in Qu Fan's hand.

When they had soaked up the pollen, Qu Fan followed behind the butterflies and walked inside, leaving marks that were not easy to be seen as they went.

In this dry well, there are still a few forks in the road, if it weren't for the butterfly to guide the way, it would not be easy for Qu Fan to find the right place.

At the end of the road, a bright light came, Qu Fan walked towards the place of the bright light, he walked out of the hole, and a beautiful scenery of peach paradise appeared in front of him.

It is full of butterflies, flowers, and plants.

Qu Fan walked inside, and saw a courtyard not far away, Qu Fan tidied up himself, changed into clean clothes, and walked towards the courtyard.

The yard has no walls, only a very low fence around it, and the architecture of this house must be decades old.

Qu Fan shouted outside the fence, "Excuse me, is anyone there?"

A young man came out of it, and judging by his age, he was seven or eight years older than Qu Fan. "Who are you, and how did you get here?"

Qu Fan was surprised when he spoke, and even a little angry, and smiled at him and said, "Hello, is this Butterfly Valley?"

At this time, an old woman came out from inside, "Xiao Yi, what's wrong?" She walked in front of Qu Fan, looked at Qu Fan's face, and opened her mouth slightly.

"Grandma, someone suddenly came. The young man named Xiao Yi said to her, looking at her expression, Xiao Yi asked, "Grandma, what's wrong with you?"

"You, are you, Xiao Lang's child?" the old woman asked Qu Fan.

Xiao Lang, she's talking about my father, Qu Lang.

Qu Fan nodded and said, "Hello, my father is Qu Lang, I am his son, and my name is Qu Fan." Afterwards, Qu Fan took out the "Butterfly Valley Book Money" left by his father and showed them it, "I saw the last words and maps written by my father and came here." ”

The old woman flipped through a few pages and nodded, "That's right, this is Xiao Lang's handwriting, come, child, come in." She took Qu Fan's arm and asked him to go inside.

Xiao Yi followed behind the two of them with a bewildered expression.

When they entered the house, the old woman said to Xiao Yi, "Xiao Yi, go and call your grandfather over." ”

"Oh", Xiao Yi replied, and then went to the backyard.

"Your name is Qu Fan, right? Xiaofan, sit down quickly and let grandma take a good look at you. The old woman sat next to Qu Fan, touched his hand, and said.

"Grandma, what is your relationship with my father?" Qu Fan asked her.

At this time, Xiao Yi walked into the room with an old man.

"Old man, you're here too!" Qu Fan looked at the old man, who was the one he was helping to carry the sack at the station.

The old man nodded, "Young man, why did you come here?"

"Look who this kid looks like, old man. The old woman said excitedly to the old gentleman.

"Xiao Lang, are you, Xiao Lang's child?" the old gentleman asked Qu Fan in surprise after taking a closer look.

The old woman nodded at him, "Yes, he is Xiao Lang's child, you see, this is the book that Xiao Lang gave him." As she spoke, the old woman handed the "Butterfly Valley Book Money" to the old gentleman.

After the old gentleman ate a few pages, his originally happy face became serious, and with a "hum", he returned the book to Qu Fan, "I don't know Qu Lang, you can go." ”

Qu Fan didn't know why the old gentleman said this, and looked at him and the old woman.

"What are you doing, old man!" cried the old woman at him. Then, she walked to Qu Fan's side and said to him with a smile, "Xiao Fan, it's okay." ”

Qu Fan guessed that his father should have done something to make the old gentleman unhappy, so he would say such things.

"Grandpa," Qu Fan called him, "My father, did he do something wrong and make you unhappy, if so, I will make amends for you on behalf of my father, okay?"

The old gentleman twisted his face to the side and ignored Qu Fan.