There are two kinds of happy men in the world, one likes to accompany his wife to go shopping, and the other man likes to accompany other people's wives to go shopping.

But the most poor man went shopping alone, and there were many beautiful girls in the street, all of them beautiful and beautiful in the night.

Wherever they walk, they leave a fragrance and a laugh that can make every man who likes to go shopping at night forget that he is already accompanied by a woman.

At this moment, Li Qing came to this street, Li Qing stood on this already familiar street, he looked at this street quietly, This street he met a woman selling rag dolls, this woman made him meet Li Banxian, this is the messenger of the iron book.

On this street, he met the Scissors couple, the best tailors in Guzhou City, but unfortunately the scissors they sew clothes with would kill. But Li Qing knew that now they would never sew clothes again, they were dead.

Li Qing still remembered that he had met a big yellow dog on this street, this big yellow dog with drooping ears had been drooping his ears, and it didn't seem to like Li Qing coming to this street.

But now Li Qing understands that he is a special man, he is a man who has fled, his difficulties are great, and his troubles are not small.

Li Qing once again floated down from the window of the Drunken Immortal Tower, he knew that he had already caused trouble, this was the trouble of the two women.

This trouble is also a trouble deliberately found by the chubby Su Hai, Li Qing doesn't want to face a woman now, and it is two women with swords.

So he chose to run away, his speed was very fast, he immediately flew out of the window he had opened, the figure flew out sideways, and with a light and dashing turn, he landed on the street opposite the drunken immortal's downstairs.

The moment he fell, his foot was only a little light, and his figure was like a flying harrier, and his figure immediately floated to the roof of the street.

"So fast, the 'Tiyun Foot' person can actually be the lost 'Tiyun Foot' in the rivers and lakes?" The loneliness at the door of the Drunken Immortal Building saw this scene, his eyes were like a falcon, staring closely at the front of the Drunken Immortal Tower, and he saw Li Qing's figure alone.

The lively streets are still lively, and this is the most lively street in Guzhou City at night.

Li Qing raised his feet and slowly walked into this fantasy street, this street was still full of the sound of selling at night, Li Qing carefully distinguished each sound, he wanted to find the sound of selling rag dolls.

But the moment Li Qing walked into the street, he heard a voice, an unfamiliar voice, which was also a woman's voice, this voice was very gentle, gentle with a hint of kindness.

"Lonely night, lonely Young Master Li, would you like to accompany a lonely girl to have a drink," a girl in a white dress appeared in front of Li Qing's eyes.

"I'm a man in trouble, and it just so happens that the most important thing I want to do now is drink," Li Qing looked at the girl in front of her, her face covered with a white veil.

"How much is an inch of tenderness? Bo Shu is lonely, dreaming back to quiet, and knowing Xiaoxiaoyu. It just so happens that there is a girl who wants to drink tonight, and she is waiting for you," said the girl in front of her, and a trace of tenderness appeared again under the white veil.

This gentleness made Li Qing's heart feel that the girl's voice could be so soft, and the soft voice was like a breeze in the heat, which immediately made people feel intoxicated.

"Young Master Li, can you go to a place, there is your favorite wine, it is not 'burning knives', but it is the wine made by a girl, it is the most fragrant 'osmanthus wine'," the girl's words sounded again, still so gentle.

The girl turned around, her steps were very fast, her figure crossed the street at the fastest speed, and Li Qing only left a burst of girl's fragrance in front of her, this fragrance was very unique.

Li Qing walked out of this street, and he followed the figure of this girl closely,

The girl's footsteps were fast, she didn't look back, she took Li Qing around a few streets, and her figure disappeared into the courtyard of a mansion.

Li Qing's figure flew up in the night, he flew into the courtyard of this mansion, and he saw the girl's figure walking into a big garden.

What appeared in front of Li Qing was a very large garden, there was an attic in the garden, there was a pavilion under the attic, the pavilion was already full of red lanterns, there was a rockery next to the pavilion, and the moment Li Qing's figure fell, he smelled the fragrance of osmanthus.

"It's just evening makeup, see the silk and jade, a delicate show. Take advantage of the year, the long is directional, and the golden valley has no flowers. It's not like a warbler, it's not like a swallow, it's not like a Zhangtai willow. Cool and sweat-free, snow skin chic is difficult to couple. ”

A euphemistic voice came out of the pavilion, and Li Qing saw a girl dressed in purple, who was already sitting in the center of the pavilion at the moment.

In the center of the pavilion was a stone table, the wine had been placed on the table, the wine had been opened, and Li Qing smelled the fragrance of 'osmanthus wine' again.

"It's good that the oblique moon is dusk, the Yao steps are bricked, and the first hundred charms contain wine. Annoyed and affectionate, the fragrance is fragrant, and the double spirit looks back. Alluring the country and the city, the daughter is not sorry, Lan Hui should be a friend. Shen Lang struggled and blindly lost weight for the flowers. Li Qing walked into this pavilion.

"Young Master Li, really has an extraordinary bearing, it is really a miracle that Purple Butterfly can meet Young Master Li," said the girl named Purple Butterfly, her face covered with a purple veil.

"You're a Purple Butterfly girl, we don't seem to know each other?" Li Qingdao.

"Meeting is a kind of fate, why do we have to know each other!" Purple Butterfly took off the purple veil on her face.

Li Qing saw a beautiful face, this face was extremely pretty, this was a hibiscus face, her cheeks were flushed, her starry eyes were like waves, and there was pity and shyness in her eyes.

"I'm very beautiful, people who like me call me 'Purple Butterfly Fairy'," the Purple Butterfly girl smiled slightly at Li Qing in front of her.

"Do you like purple very much?" Li Qing sat across from her, and he looked at the strange girl, who smiled with a hint of melancholy.

"Purple is the folded melancholy, I love purple, in my home, the room is surrounded by purple flowers, and my favorite flower is lavender. The Purple Butterfly girl said in melancholy words.

"I know this flower, it is the most poetic flower, it has a unique fragrance," Li Qing understood the fragrance left in the street, this is the fragrance of lavender, this fragrance has a faint sweet fragrance in it.

"You don't like my osmanthus wine?" Purple Butterfly poured out two glasses of wine.

"Why don't you like it?" Li Qing looked at her hand pouring wine, which was a pair of slender jade hands.

"Are you afraid that I'm poisoning the wine?" or because we've just met," Purple Butterfly said, holding a glass of wine, she lowered her head and finished it.

"I'll drink!" Li Qing felt that he had not found a reason to refuse.

"The dashing young master Li, people are better than heard," Zidie said.

"Have you heard of me?" Li Qing was a little strange, this girl came very mysteriously, she should not be in Guzhou City.

"I come from a place where there are a lot of butterflies, and every spring when the flowers bloom, there are 10,000 butterflies flying together," Purple Butterfly said softly.

The Purple Butterfly girl in front of him turned out to be from the Ten Thousand Butterfly Valley! Li Qing put down the wine glass, he poured two glasses of wine, he raised his head and looked at the Purple Butterfly girl in front of him.

"This is the lavender harvest season, there should be no butterflies in this season!" Li Qing's expression was natural, he said in the softest voice, he seemed to be afraid of his own loudness, scaring away the butterfly in front of him.

"Butterflies dance in spring, and legend has it that there was an angel who fell in love with a girl named 'Lavender' in the mortal world, and he went against the angel's wishes, but he really liked this girl," the purple butterfly girl sighed.

"Later?"

Then he gave up his position as an angel and came to earth and became a butterfly, and the infatuated girl became a grass. ”

"This is the origin of lavender, this is an infatuated girl. ”

"So where there's lavender, there's always butterflies, but where there's butterflies, there's not necessarily lavender. The Purple Butterfly girl once again showed a hint of sadness.

"It's a sad story, and it's the saddest story I've ever heard," Mr. Li said.

"I don't want to be the master of this story, but my name is Purple Butterfly, Purple Butterfly, and I can't escape this fate. ”

"Who are you in the Valley of Ten Thousand Butterflies?" Li Qing wanted to know the answer.

"I'm just a butterfly there, a butterfly that won't live until winter," the Purple Butterfly girl picked up the wine poured by Li Qing, she looked at Li Qing and said, "We should have a drink." ”

"Yes, we should have a drink, the 'osmanthus wine' you brewed tastes very beautiful," Li Qing picked up the glass of wine, and he quickly finished the wine.

Li Qing felt that this glass of wine was very sad, this glass of wine was like the story told by the purple butterfly girl, the story was as sad as the wine in the glass.

"Why is your name Li Qing?" asked the Purple Butterfly Girl, who quietly looked at Li Qing who was drinking, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Why can't I call Li Qing? I am the Qing of 'liquidation,' not the Qing of 'Qing Shui,'" Li Qing replied.

"Why is my name 'Purple Butterfly?'" The Purple Butterfly girl sighed, and after saying that, she clapped her hands gently, and Li Qing heard the sound of the piano behind the rockery outside the pavilion.

The melodious sound of the piano, like flowing water in the mountains, poured into this pavilion, and Li Qing's eyes turned to the rockery.

"Are you thinking about the girl who brought you here? you're curious about her?" said Purple Butterfly again.

"She's also a beautiful girl," Li Qingdao.

"If you like it, I can give this girl to you," Purple Butterfly said.

"I don't need to, I'm in a lot of trouble now," Li Qing remembered the two girls in the Drunken Immortal Building, these were two girls from the Western Regions, one was called Ning'er, and the other was called 'Grandma'.

"Is your trouble the girl bringing?" Purple Butterfly smiled again.

"It seems like this!" Li Qing rubbed his nose. Li Qing felt that the purple butterfly girl in front of him seemed to know about his troubles.

"Pretty girls are bound to cause trouble, and they must be a headache?" said Purple Butterfly with a smile.

There was a burst of singing behind the rockery at this moment, this was the tone of a small song in Guzhou City, Li Qing remembered that the sensible Ah Chen liked such a tune.

"I seem to understand this truth, and now I see that you are also a beautiful girl," Li Qing said, he looked at the purple butterfly girl in front of him, and he understood that this sentence was very ordinary.

"Young Master Li is really humorous, but I know that I am a girl who will not cause you trouble," Miss Purple Butterfly picked up the wine jug in front of Li Qing's eyes.

She poured a glass of wine for Li Qing, this was a very fragrant osmanthus wine, Li Qing felt that this night was very strange, all this was like a dream.

The sound of the piano is still coming, the little song is still coming, Li Qing can hear it very clearly, this tune is now starting to become very melancholy, and the melancholy little song is full of sadness:

borrowed old things, and wanted to say that Begonia was ashamed. Late people, spring can travel, meet only compete for flowers before the month, cut chaos is a high-rise building. Rouge Huan, sassy and hateful, a few stays. On the willow bank, the rain is broken, the fence is alone, and people go and scatter a few times. The west wind does not pity the dream of the skirt, and the curtain pillow hangs to the people of Yi. Think carefully, the peach blossom robbery, how to rest!