Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

"Daddy, Daddy, where are you~"

"I miss you, I miss you, I miss you so much~"

"Star in the starry sky~"

"I love oil~"

A strange song whose meaning was incomprehensible came from the light curtain in front of them.

In the ball of light shrouded by the rules of the world, where the original power gathers, a miniature man with his feet raised is lying on the light golden pages.

It is the size of a palm, and is cute and fair, looking exactly like a human, except for a pair of butterfly wings pressed under its back, which are so beautiful and dazzling.

She was resting her head on one arm, swaying with one little foot raised up, and holding a fruit in her hand that was bigger than her head.

Take a bite, chew chew chew.

Sing a few lines in a soft and cute voice full of longing.

Then continue chewing and chewing.

Sing a few lines and take a bite.

Chew chew chew, and sing a few lines.

……

The young Mo Xiguan, who was thrown here by the Half-Step Immortal, listened and watched for a long time through the light curtain.

Until the little man with butterfly wings finished eating the whole fruit, and was tired of eating and singing.

She turned over, probably because her wings were uncomfortable being pressed down, so she flipped her butterfly wings to the side that was in the air, then stuck out her little butt and fell into a deep sleep.

Young Mo Xiguan hugged his little knees, quietly huddled outside the light curtain, and carefully looked at the situation inside.

The thick open book emitting a faint golden glow must be the world book that Senior Bu and my uncle mentioned.

But it also seemed to be the bed of the butterfly elf.

Next to the World Book, very close to it, is a lush fruit tree covered with fist-sized fruits.

The fruit is crystal clear, and even the leaves emit a hazy luster, giving off an ethereal air.

He had never seen this kind of fruit before, so it should not be an ordinary spiritual fruit.

Not far away, there was a black liquid crystal box hanging...?

Thin, narrow, rectangular surface.

The things in the light curtain were very messy and chaotic, with books piled randomly on the ground, tables, things that looked like chairs... and many objects that he didn't recognize and couldn't describe.

The most common things are paintings, framed by various beautiful frames.

But the painter's brushwork is very sloppy...

How should I put it? It was so sloppy that it was almost impossible to tell that she was trying to draw a person.

Mo Xiguan silently recorded what he saw in his mind.

Butterfly elves, a world book as a bed, a fruit tree that can be reached with just a stretch of the hand... a strange black box, a bunch of ugly paintings...

And lyrics I don't understand.

Mo Xiguan is actually not a real human. He has some blood of the psychic beast Bai Ze.

After his Half-Step Immortal body merged with this continent, he sensed something...about the origin of the world.

The Way of Heaven is a rule and a consciousness derived from the world, but it cannot be called the origin.

However, the true origin, the essence of the world, its source was sensed in a vague location by the Half-Step Immortal.

The deeper he integrates with the continent, the clearer his perception becomes.

Banbuxian discovered the existence of the World Book, but was unable to approach it, so he led Mo Xiguan's spirit over there.

Although I don't hold out much hope, I still expect him to be able to sense some secrets about the essence of the world.

Bai Ze was a psychic, and Mo Xiguan's young spirit accidentally found the location of the world book.

There was a regular light curtain separating them, so although he couldn't touch it, he could sense something through spiritualism.

The little butterfly took a nap, kicked his feet and woke up.

While rubbing his eyes drowsily, he reached out and picked a spiritual fruit from the bedside.

The first thing I do when I wake up is eat.

The whole space was filled with the crisp sound of chewing fruit.

After eating a piece of fruit for breakfast, she wiped her mouth, got out of bed, hugged the doll in her arms from the small sofa, and climbed back into bed.

Glancing at the wall clock, she took out the remote control from under the pale gold pages.

Mo Xiguan saw the pitch-black box suddenly light up, revealing a human figure.

"Dad, where are we going~"

Joyful singing came out of the box.

The butterfly man held the doll and watched it seriously.

……

He observed for several days and found that the little butterfly man's daily routine was to eat, sleep, sing and look at the glowing black box.

A daily routine of singing after meals.

After eating, clear your throat and start singing.

"Daddy, daddy, where are you~"

……

"He smells a bit good~"

……

"My daddy, he is so beautiful~"

"The divine power of Tongtian is invincible in the world~"

Young Mo Xiguan silently covered his ears to block out the noise attack.

The Butterfly Man discovered the existence of his spirit several days later. She stared at the child outside the light curtain with wide eyes in surprise.

"How did you get here?"

"A senior sent me here." Mo Xiguan said truthfully.

The butterfly man rubbed his hands excitedly: "Is that person powerful? Can he help me get out too?"

"Go ask him, since he sent you here, can he get me out of here?"

Mo Xiguan's spirit went back and told Banbuxian what he had seen and heard, as well as the butterfly figure in the light curtain's wish to get out.

"This place is governed by the laws of heaven. Senior Bu said he can't interfere with the operation of this place. Sorry, I can't help you."

Mo Xiguan, who had returned, conveyed the words of Banbuxian.

The butterfly frowned, snorted and said in disdain: "He is really useless."

Then he climbed back onto the World Book listlessly and began to sing.

"Daddy, daddy, where are you~"

She opened the black box and continued to watch her "Dad, Dad, where are you going~"

Mo Xiguan thought about what Senior Qi and his uncle had told him, so he tried to talk to the butterfly man in the rule light curtain to find out more information.

The butterfly man shook his head and said in a rap tone: "Little friend, do you have a lot of questions?"

"Don't ask, these are not things you should know, yo yo yo!"

"I won't tell you. Puchi Puchi! Yo yo yo!"

She must have been holding it in for too long, amusing herself for too long, and her mental state was completely different.

It's both crazy and fun.

The butterfly man was very proud: "I won't tell you, I won't tell you, I won't tell you~"

Young Mo Xiguan: “…Oh.”

Butterfly Man: “…”

Raise a middle finger at him.

Mo Xiguan didn't understand and thought it was her gesture of greeting, so he followed her example and gave her a middle finger in return.

The butterfly man got mad: “Ahhh——”

"Little brat! If you have the guts, come in! I'm going to beat you until you cry!"

Mo Xiguan sat cross-legged near the light curtain, supporting his head with his two short hands, and said calmly, "I can't get in."

He offered, "If you can find a way to get me in, I wouldn't mind letting you beat me up."

Butterfly Man: “…”

"Stinky kid! Garlic is so cruel!"

Seeing that she was unwilling to reveal the information, Mo Xiguan happened to be busy with the examination for entering the academy these days, so for the next half month, his spirit body did not enter the location of the world book.

When he finished all the tasks at hand and returned to the outside of the rule light curtain.

He saw the butterfly man lying on the light screen, looking at him pitifully, "Woo~ little brat, why don't you come? Did someone beat your butt so swollen that you can't get out of bed? Or can't you walk?"

After all these years, we finally have someone who can talk, how can he just say he won’t come? ? ???

Mo Xiguan: "...Why do you think so?"

What gave you such an unrealistic misunderstanding?

The butterfly snorted and raised his chin, saying, "Because a nasty brat like you must be spanked by your family every day."

Mo Xiguan: "Unfortunately, no."

The butterfly man swore: "Impossible."

Mo Xiguan: "I don't have any family."

Butterfly Man〣(oΔo)〣: “…I see.”

She didn't know what to say, so she also imitated Mo Xiguan and slowly squatted down.

The butterfly's wings fluttered as it flew, and it landed at the same line of sight as the little kid.

After a long while, she said sullenly, "I don't have any family either. I have had no family since I was born... my entire clan has been wiped out."

"I only have my dad, and now I can't find him."

Mo Xiguan couldn't help but ask: "Who is the 'Dad' you are talking about?"

The butterfly man waved his hand: "You don't understand, Daddy is just Daddy~"

"Hey!" Mo Xi's mouth was faster than his brain, and he immediately responded by taking advantage of the situation.

The butterfly man had murderous eyes. He stretched out a little finger and drew circles on the ground frantically, muttering: "I draw a circle to curse you."

Then Moshiguan fell flat on his face.

He fell into confusion.

He stood up.

"Snapped"

Fell again.

After slipping and falling three times in a row, Mo Xiguan finally understood the so-called circle curse.

not to be trifled.

He fell to the ground and apologized decisively: "I'm sorry! Lord Butterfly, please forgive me!"

"Humph! Now you know how powerful I am!"

The butterfly girl pulled out a pair of sunglasses and put them on her face, waving cool gestures and starting her impromptu rap.

"I am a relic of the ancient species! There is only one like me, a very powerful existence! Puff puff! Unique! Awesome!"

"The world is in awe! Here come the butterflies! Smash them all away!"

"Fly high! Fly high! Fly high everyone!"

The little hand covered her mouth: "Puchi Puchi!"

Mo Xiguan, covering his ears: Okay, I got some information. He is a butterfly man, an ancient species, and has a father who can’t be found yet.

……

"Ah~ So boring~"

"Do you know about express delivery?"

“What is express delivery?”

"Express delivery means buying things from the internet... er, from the store, wrapping them in paper boxes and delivering them to the buyer's door."

“Why use a cardboard box?”

"Cheap."

“Ordinary linen costs one-tenth of the price of paper.”

"..."

"It's not cost-effective to use manpower. It's more convenient to tame a group of spirit birds to transport items."

"…Would you like to call it Rookie Wrap?"

"Spirit bird wrap."

……

"A shopping mall is ... a lot of things, all kinds of things, displayed and priced."

"But why are you asking these questions? Do you want to start a business?"

"Senior Bu said that he would let me take care of the academy in the future."

"Wow, so you're a future principal, little brat!"

"It's the dean."

……

Mo Xiguan is the butterfly man, no, the butterfly goddess.

The goddess insisted that the little kid call her "Goddess".

Mo Xiguan didn't mind coaxing this strange little goddess, and immediately followed suit.

One day, the Butterfly Goddess nibbled on the fruit and deliberately waved it in front of Mo Xiguan, "This is a super delicious fairy fruit~"

“Sweet and juicy, with a rich fruity aroma and a refreshing mouthfeel.”

"Are you jealous? Are you?"

“I’m fasting.”

"Oh, I hate fasting the most." The butterfly man was immediately disappointed.

"So you just eat fruit three times a day? Don't you get tired of it?"

According to Mo Xiguan's observation, this little butterfly eats a fruit three times a day.

In this way, the new spiritual fruits produced by the spiritual fruit tree can be just maintained to ensure that there will be no shortage of food one day.

But after eating the fruit for who knows how many years, no matter how delicious and sweet the spiritual fruit was, I would probably get tired of it a long time ago.

The butterfly man couldn't eat the fruit any more: "You are so annoying!"

After eating the fruit for decades, she sometimes wants to chew on the bark to change the taste!

"But if you don't eat, you'll starve to death."

"Aren't you a goddess?"

"Goddess also hates fasting????"

……

Then came the usual song of the Queen of Fruits, with the little butterfly man standing on the glowing book of the world and singing with family affection.

"Little friend, have you seen my dad~"

"La la la ~ He has the most beautiful silver hair in the world ~"

"Two horns are cool!"

"Eyes are prettier than stars~"

"The moonlight is not as beautiful as him~"

"He lives in my heart~"

"In the heart, in the new house~"

"My beautiful daddy~"

"Just raise your hand and--"

"Boom boom boom!"

Although the voice is soft and cute, the timbre is sweet, and the lyrics are often changed.

But every time Mo Xiguan listened to it, it was like a magic sound piercing his ears and lingering.

The melody of the song is addictive. It will echo in people's minds and even make people want to sing along involuntarily!

Mo Xiguan: Stop it! You absolutely cannot sing along!

The butterfly waved its flowery hands and twisted its little butt: "The sky is full of fireworks exploding with spiritual power~"

"Daddy, daddy~"

"I love you regardless of weather conditions~"

The only audience member, Mo Xiguan, applauded like an actor.

He looks like a little kid but is as tired as an adult.

Mo Xiguan: "You must be tired from singing, take a break."

The butterfly man waved his hands: "It's okay, I think I can sing ten more songs!"

Mo Xiguan insisted in a friendly tone: "No, let's take a break. Why don't you talk about your father, or I can help you keep an eye out for him after I go out?"

Sure enough, when the butterfly man’s father was mentioned, she immediately became excited.

"My dad has silver hair! His eyes are silver too!"

"Well... he has horns just like you."

"But my father's horns are so beautiful, like jade in the moonlight!"

"It's the most beautiful horn in the world!"

Mo Xiguan was curious: "Why don't you grow horns?"

The butterfly man said as expected: "Because we are different species~"

"He raised me and helped me break the cocoon, so he must be my father!"

……

"What does my father look like?"

The butterfly man excitedly took out all the paintings he had drawn and pointed at the messy ink marks on the paintings to show Mo Xiguan.

"Probably like this?"

"No, no! Like this?"

“It looks a bit like this one.”

Mo Xiguan: He really couldn’t tell that there was a person in the painting.

"Where is the head you drew?"

Then the butterfly man pointed to a blob of ink.

Mo Xiguan: "Where's the hair?"

The butterfly man pointed to some scribbled lines.

Mo Xiguan then asked: "What about the arm?"

The butterfly man pointed at two things that looked like tentacles of a ball of light.

Mo Xiguan: "It's a very good painting. Let's burn it."