"Who is waiting for me in the Southern Butterfly Valley?"

The fifth small building muttered to herself, and suddenly turned back to look south, a hazy morning mist like a light veil, close at hand but far away in the world, because she was in this fog.

Although she has recognized the direction, her current identity is just a gardener's apprentice, and it is impossible for her to break into the valley directly without a sword during the day, this kind of thing is only suitable for sneaking in in the dead of night.

So she is still waiting, not only waiting for night, but also waiting for someone.

The morning mist has lifted, the sea of flowers has reappeared, the breeze is heard from time to time the sound of insects and birds, the soil has been wet with dew, and the fragrance of flowers is mixed with the smell of fresh earth, making people feel relaxed and comfortable, as if everything is full of hope.

A figure suddenly flashed out of the flowers in the distance, running straight towards the small courtyard.

-- Alcohol is taboo.

Not only was he fast, but he was also very steady, and he didn't seem to be injured, and maybe he could bring back a lot of information about the valley.

The fifth small building immediately greeted him and said, "How is the situation in the valley?"

"Let's go inside. His brows were furrowed, and with a solemn look in his eyes, he did not stop and walked straight into the house.

Looking at his expression, it seemed that something was wrong? The fifth Xiaolou didn't dare to think about it or ask too much, so he had to follow him into the house together.

Sikong Jiujiu plugged in the latch, slowly turned around, lowered his head and was silent.

The fifth Xiaolou was so anxious that he stomped his feet and said, "You mean, did you find out?"

Sikong Jiujiu said slowly in a deep voice: "There is something strange in the valley. ”

The fifth small building said: "Weird?"

Sikong Jiujiu suddenly looked up at him and said, "Do you know that some people on the rivers and lakes have disappeared inexplicably during this time?"

The fifth small building said: "I don't know. ”

Sikong Jijiu sighed and said, "The rivers and lakes thought that the bloody clothes were done, but now I find out that everyone is wrong." ”

The fifth Xiaolou thought for a moment and hesitated, "Did you see them in the valley?"

She suddenly found that this bloody clothes building has simply become the backstabbing man of all kinds of conspiracies and hatred in the rivers and lakes, whether it is murder, arson, kidnapping, as long as it cannot be found, she can often wear the crime on the head of the bloody clothes building. The reputation of the Bloody Clothes Building is already very bad, and it never explains, unless it is insisted on continuing to investigate, no one will feel that there is anything wrong. In a sense, the Bloody Mansion also inadvertently helped Jianghu resolve a lot of grievances.

Sikong Jiujiu slowly paced around and said, "I did see it, and I have a friend who is also among them, and I wanted to say hello and ask him, but he couldn't help but say that he started directly at me." ”

The fifth Xiaolou said: "Do you have any holiday with him, or is he now a guard in the valley?"

Sikong Jiujiu shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about my relationship with him, just by virtue of his identity as a third-generation disciple of the Mountain Sword Sect, it is absolutely impossible for him to be a small guard here." What's more, I noticed that there was something wrong with his expression. ”

The fifth Xiaolou immediately said, "What's wrong?"

Sikong Jiujiu shook his head again, and sighed: "Although there is nothing wrong with him, he does have some problems, I'm afraid I will have to go to meet the valley master of the Lost Butterfly Valley again recently." ”

The fifth small building said: "The valley master of Lost Butterfly Valley?"

Sikong Jiujiu nodded and said: "He is the nephew of Zhou Zhuangsheng, the owner of Wandie Village, who has been frail and sickly since he was a child, and has been raising dishes in the Lost Butterfly Valley, and the most prestigious "Lost Butterfly" in Ten Thousand Saucers was raised by him. ”

The fifth Xiaolou casually asked, "Oh, what's his name?"

Sikong Jiujiu also replied casually: "Zhou Yi." ”

Zhou Yi!?

It was a very ordinary name, but now it seems to have a very special magic.

The fifth Xiaolou suddenly had a cold body, and even the blood seemed to be frozen, only to feel a chill immediately rush into the brain, and then cold sweat slowly flowed down his back, like a snake sliding on his back.

She didn't make a sound, she didn't move, and she didn't even breathe anymore.

Is this a coincidence? Or is it deliberate?

She couldn't believe it, and she couldn't believe it now.

"Does anyone really know the identity of the traverser?"

This is by no means impossible, at least Yu Wenxia has heard the name, maybe even the secret is already known, but he doesn't want to say more.

Sikong Jiujiu saw her strange appearance at a glance, couldn't help frowning, and said, "Do you know him?"

The fifth small building nodded subconsciously, but was immediately stunned, and then waved his hand and shook his head, and said, "I don't know, I don't know!"

Sikong was silent, just frowning and staring at her.

Of course, he wouldn't believe it, and the fierce reaction of the fifth small building was as if the words "I know him" were written on his face. Under Sikong Jiu's suspicious gaze, the fifth small building didn't dare to look at him, and looked to the side, looking a little helpless.

Although she is also trying her best to show a calm appearance, how does this name make her calm?

Now she was only thinking about it, hoping to get the matter sorted out as soon as possible.

But what they can do now is not to go into the valley to investigate, nor to make all preparations here, but to raise flowers.

Chenshi.

Yongchun Valley seems to be forever immersed in the gentle early spring.

The flowers seem to have not woken up yet, the colorful butterfly valley on the north side of the sea of flowers has long been a busy scene, and there are several small courtyards scattered in the valley, each of which is full of farm tools, and now it is also crowded with florists who choose farm tools.

The fifth small building doesn't need to choose, what she has been holding in her hand is a hoe brought in from outside the valley, and after Sikong Ji wine is picked, the two of them followed the flower craftsman Lao Li to the flower field that needs to be cooked, and I don't know if it is a deliberate arrangement of Sikong Ji wine, this flower field is located not far from the Butterfly Valley.

This place is very remote, and weeds have grown in the flower fields, and it can be seen that few people will come near the Lost Butterfly Valley, and even the florists are rarely willing to come here.

After the florist Lao Li brought them over, he threw himself into the flower field, and he didn't want to pay attention to them, as if there were no two people around, obviously this was also arranged by Sikong Taboo, after all, they couldn't really learn how to grow flowers.

Butterfly Valley is surrounded by a dense forest, and in the climate of Yongchun Valley, the fallen leaves on the trail at the mouth of the valley are also very thick.

The fifth small building made a bowed head hoe shape, and asked Sikong on the side in a low voice, "Are we going to go in now?"

Sikong Jiujiu glanced at her and said lightly: "Of course not, it is too easy to be exposed during the day, and we can only observe the surrounding terrain carefully now and prepare for the night." ”

The fifth Xiaolou said: "How can you write it down without pen and paper?"

Sikong Jiujiu glanced at her with squinted eyes and said, "My brain is the map." ”

The fifth Xiaolou was speechless for a while, listening to him finish his last sentence, and then watching him jump into the woods, and soon he was no longer visible.

"You are watching here, and you are writing down all the people who have come out of the valley. ”

The fifth small building has neither paper nor pens, and she thinks that she has no brains that can never forget, and she doesn't even know a few people.

was entangled, and suddenly remembered a very light footsteps on the fallen leaves, and a handsome man came slowly on the fallen leaves, holding a long knife in his hand, and his expression looked a little indifferent.

The fifth Xiaolou only glanced at him, and immediately lowered his head behind his back, picked up the hoe and dug a small pit on the edge of the flower field, and now she really wanted to dig a big pit and jump in, and the person who came was the old acquaintance who fell out with her - Yu Wenxia!

The hoeing action was a little awkward, she had seen Yu Wenxia's eyes, and even with her back to him, she was a little afraid that he would be able to recognize her back.

But why is Yu Wenxia here? Could it be that there is something to do with that Zhou Yi? Or is this a trap that he planned to lure himself into the bait?

Although she didn't know why he did this, she had begun to think infinitely in this direction, and she didn't know how long she thought about it, and when she came back to her senses and turned her head again, Yuwen Xia had already disappeared, and she didn't seem to notice that she was here.

The fifth small building couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

The gardener Lao Li was still carefully taking care of the flower field, as if he didn't notice that she was still standing here, the fifth small building sighed, and had to sit on the edge of the field with a hoe, and kicked the small stones on the side a little weakly to relieve boredom.

It is slanting westward.

When he saw Sikong Ji again, it was already Shen Shi, and he looked relaxed, as if he had memorized the entire terrain of Lost Butterfly Valley without encountering any danger at all.

The fifth Xiaolou was shocked and then rejoiced, and immediately stood up and said, "Why did you come back, how did you draw the map?"

Sikong Jiujiu nodded his head and said with a faint smile: "It's all here." ”

The fifth small building said: "When will the action start?"

Sikong Ji said: "It's tonight!"