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"vomit--"

Anyang covered his mouth, feeling extremely uncomfortable, quickly waved his hand, motioned to Granny Meng, and said with difficulty: "Your fish... it smells so bad, take it away."

Miss Meng Po looked surprised and said, "Don't you like fish? It's so delicious, pickled fish, I can't wait to eat it all. The most important thing is, I won't gain weight after eating it!"

Anyang also likes to eat fish, but when he suddenly smells pickled fish, he always feels that he smells a smell of oil grinder.

Miss Meng Po took a look at Anyang, and said in shock, "You...couldn't be pregnant?"

Anyang: "..."

An Yang stared and said, "Isn't that the question I asked you just now?"

Miss Meng Po: "..."

Seeing what they were talking about, Beiming Shishi asked, "How is Anyang?"

Miss Meng scratched her hair and said, "This... I didn't notice it when I felt the pulse, but Anyang felt like throwing up when it smelled so delicious, so I don't know..."

Miss Meng Po said, and then said: "Ah! Could it be that the time is too short, so I can't make a diagnosis? Come and ask me to make a diagnosis after a little longer?"

Anyang said helplessly, "How long will your medicine last?"

Miss Meng Po said sincerely: "At least 200 years, don't worry!"

Anyang covered his mouth, "vomit..." Another sound, he couldn't help it, hurriedly pushed away Miss Meng, and ran towards the bathroom in the cafeteria.

Beiming Shishi took a look, chased after him, and said, "Anyang, are you alright?"

Anyang rushed into the bathroom and went directly into the cubicle to vomit, but he didn't eat much, and he couldn't vomit. He retched a few mouthfuls, and vomited a little bit of dinner. After vomiting, he felt reborn, and his stomach felt much more comfortable.

Anyang breathed a sigh of relief, and walked out of the cubicle.

It's just that after vomiting, I feel a little top-heavy, weak and limp.

Beiming Shishi quickly came over to support him, and said, "How is it?"

Anyang waved his hands and said weakly: "It's better, but it's just boring."

Beiming Fourteen said, "I'm holding you?"

Anyang quickly shook his hand and said, "No, there are so many people, it's too embarrassing."

Beiming Shishi simply helped Anyang out of the bathroom, and after the two of them came out, they met Renjiu and Ayan.

Renjiu and Ayan didn't leave either, they were working overtime.

The two of them seemed to have just finished a section, got off the elevator, came to the cafeteria to have some supper, and then went back to work after a while.

When Ren Nineteen saw them, he greeted them with a smile and said, "Boss, little boss."

An Yang said, "Are you still there?"

Ren Nineteen said: "That's right, there are too many bones in that burial pit, and we haven't finished checking them. We plan to go after checking them today."

Beiming Shishi patted Ren Nineteen on the shoulder and said, "Thanks for your hard work."

Ren Jiujiu said again: "How is Mr. Jian? It's really amazing that such a big burial pit has been dug out at the construction site..."

Beiming Fourteen said: "Jian Fang is fine for the time being, I set up an enchantment in his house, and I will go back later."

The four of them walked into the cafeteria, Ren Nineteen and A Yan went to buy food, Anyang vomited just now, and he would definitely be hungry in a while, so Bei Ming Shishi was going to buy some digestible food for him.

The four of them simply went to the window to see what was delicious.

While everyone was queuing up, Ren Nineteen reported the situation of the burial pit to Beiming Fourteen, saying: "Although the bones have been dug out, the identities of many bones in the burial pit cannot be determined because some of them are old and There are curses on many of the bones, and even if you compare the books of life and death, it is difficult to find out who these bones belong to."

Beiming Shishi frowned and said, "It's that Hetu organization again?"

Ren Nineteen nodded and said: "Yes, there are brand marks on several bones, and this time they are all branded with 'gold', four or nine in two rows."

Anyang said thoughtfully: "Fire represents explosion, wood represents eyes, so what does gold represent?"

They also encountered many river map organizations with tattoos before, and Xiao Lianmu was one of them. This organization studied the experimental subjects according to the changes of the river map. The river map on Lian Mu's body belonged to Mu, so Lian Mu's eyes It is very special, and you can even see what Anyang can see.

If calculated in this way, what does the "gold" represent this time?

The people who lined up in front left, Ren Nineteen said with a smile: "Forget it, don't think about it, let's eat first."

As he spoke, he saw that Ayan, who was at the front, was in a daze and did not move forward.

Ren Nineteen said strangely: "Ayan? What's wrong with Ayan?"

But Ayan didn't wake up at all, and didn't pay attention to Ren Nineteen, but he was in a daze, his face was not very good-looking, a little pale, and his expression was rather gloomy.

"Ayan?"

Renjiu patted Ayan on the shoulder.

"what!"

Ayan was startled, turned around, looked at them with wide eyes, and said, "What's wrong?"

Ren Nineteen said: "I should ask you what's the matter? I called you several times and you didn't hear it. Is it too tired? Otherwise, you can go back to the dormitory first, and I will take care of the rest."

Ayan shook his head and said, "No...it's okay, it's just...it's just that I was too hungry just now, and my mind was a little distracted."

As Ayan said, there was no one in front of him. He walked to the window and swiped his card to buy food.

Ren Nineteen looked at him swiping his card to buy food, and said in surprise, "Ayan, don't you not eat green peppers? Why did you buy this dish?"

A Yan looked down, and he hit a shredded pork with green pepper...

A Yan hurriedly recovered, and said, "I...I kind of want to try today."

He said, quickly turned around with the plate in his hand, and said, "I'm going to occupy a seat first."

Ren Nineteen looked at Ayan's back, and said strangely: "Didn't Ayan have a stomachache after eating green peppers? Why are you trying green peppers today?"

An Yang looked at the backs of Ren Jiujiu and A Yan, touched his chin, and said, "Aren't they arguing?"

Beiming Shishi said helplessly: "Look at what to eat."

Anyang finally ordered Malatang, and put several tablespoons of vinegar in it. Beiming Shishi was not hungry, so he went to buy a cup of milk tea.

The four found a table and sat down, Ayan buried his head in eating, while Ren Nineteen was still reporting the situation to Beiming Fourteen, Ren Nineteen suddenly said: "Hey, boss, is it possible that this burial pit is used for raising corpses?" of."

"Keep a corpse?" Anyang Qi said in surprise.

Ren Nineteen nodded and said, "Yes, didn't the boss say that a dream butterfly was dug out of the pit? Maybe it was used to raise dream butterflies?"

When he said this, he heard "Crack!!", A Yan didn't know what happened, and suddenly knocked over the dinner plate and folded it on himself.

"Ho!"

Ayan took a deep breath, and all the hot dishes on the dinner plate fell on Ayan's pants, and the trouser legs were all wet, but the key point was that they were scalding hot.

When Ren Nineteen saw it, he quickly knelt down to help him wipe it off, and said, "Is it hurt? Is it hot? Roll up your trousers and let me see!"

As he said, he was about to roll up Ayan's trousers, but Ayan quickly pushed Renjiu away as if frightened.

Ren Nineteen almost gave him a big ass push, and looked up at Ayan in surprise.

A Yan also seemed to feel that he had lost his composure, and quickly said, "I...I'll go to the lounge to change."

He said, hurriedly left the cafeteria and got on the elevator.

Ren Jiu looked at A Yan's back, his eyes were a little lost, like a large dog with drooping ears.

Anyang couldn't help but said, "You guys won't really quarrel, will you?"

Ren Nineteen thought for a while and said, "I don't know either. Ayan has been acting weird since he came back today. When I asked him, he just said he was a little tired."

Everyone was worried about Ayan, so they ate two casually, and hurried upstairs to the lounge to see Ayan.

Ayan was still in the lounge, the door of the lounge was locked, and they could only wait outside.

Ren Nineteen knocked on the door and said, "Ayan? How are you?"

A Yan's voice sounded from inside, saying: "It's okay, I'll go out after changing."

Ren Nineteen agreed, but still stood at the door, seemed a little worried, walking back and forth like a trapped animal.

Anyang said: "Don't worry, your Ayan is definitely not burned, it's through his pants."

Ren Jiu rubbed his hair, said with a smile: "Actually, I also know, it's just...it's just that I'm not worried about this."

An Yang said, "Then what are you worried about?"

Ren Nineteen hesitated for a moment, and said: "Ayan's attitude towards me is weird, does he...does he not like me anymore, and wants to break up with me, but he hasn't thought about what to say?"

As Ren Nineteen said, he scratched his hair and turned the grinder on the spot, Anyang's eyes were dizzy, and he said, "Then after he comes out, you can ask him."

"Crack!"

At this moment, the door of the lounge opened. Ayan changed his clothes and walked out. He was actually a little surprised to see so many people outside.

Anyang threw a straight ball over and said, "Ayan, Nineteen asked if you want to break up with him."

"separate?"

Ayan's cold expression changed a little, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Ren Jiujiu.

Ren Nineteen was also taken aback, unexpectedly, Anyang threw a straight ball over, and quickly tugged Anyang's sleeve twice.

Anyang said: "Nineteen is very worried, I want to ask if you don't like him anymore?"

Ren Nineteen felt ashamed when he heard this, and quickly said to A Yan, "A Yan, don't worry, I'm not a stalker, if you don't like me anymore, then I..."

Before he finished speaking, Ayan had already interrupted his voice, saying, "I am."

"what?"

Ren Jiujiu was confused for a while, and looked up at A Yan, as if he didn't understand what A Yan said.

A Yan's expression was still very cold, but he looked directly at Ren Nineteen and said, "I am... I am a stalker."

When he said that, Ren Nineteen was stunned, and still looked at Ayan with a confused expression.

Anyang shook his head helplessly, quickly pulled Beiming Shishi and left, leaving the two to whisper.

Beiming Shishi and Anyang left the headquarters and got into the car. Anyang said: "Okay, let's go back. I don't know what happened to Mr. Jian."

Beiming Fourteen said: "Don't worry, I've got off the enchantment, and Jian Fang will be fine."

Anyang nodded.

Jian Fang has a class in the university tomorrow, so after dinner, she sorts out the materials in her room.

Beiming Shishi cast an enchantment in Jian Fang's bedroom, just let Jian Fang relax.

Jane sorted out the materials by herself, and she didn't know what was wrong. She usually worked until one or two o'clock in the evening without any problem, but now, she suddenly felt a little sleepy.

A sense of drowsiness came over his mind, making him a little not sober, his eyelids were heavy, and he felt drowsy for a while. Just when Jian Fang couldn't resist the sleepiness immediately and was about to close his eyes, Jian Fang vaguely saw under the dim lamp, There is a touch of crystal powder, fluttering down...

"Scale... powder?"

Jian Fang was startled, it was the scale powder of a butterfly, he looked up to look at the desk lamp, and saw a small butterfly half the size of a palm resting on the desk lamp.

The wings of the little butterfly are tender pink, with a soft pearly luster...

She was fluttering her wings lightly, as if waving to Jane Fang.

Jian Fang tried hard to keep his mind clear, but it was useless. With a sound of "Boom!", he fell directly on the desk, and immediately fell into an endless dream...

Jian Fang felt that he had woken up, but he knew that it was absolutely impossible. He was not waking up, but dreaming.

Because he is not in his bedroom, and he does not have the materials he has sorted out at hand, and there is no little butterfly on the desk lamp.

He was standing in his collection room at this time, surrounded by antiques newly collected by Jian Fang.

Jane felt relieved, was she going to start smashing antiques again?

Although Jian Fang's family has money, to be honest, Jian Fang feels distressed when he smashes so many antiques. Besides, in Jane's mind, these antiques are not only money, but also contain culture. He is obsessed with ancient culture. How distressed it was.

Jian Fang thought so, he wanted to get out of the collection room, hurried to the door, and reached out to open the door.

"Crack!" With a sound, the door of the collection room was opened by Jane Fang, but it wasn't the living room that came into view.

But a teenager!

A thin, fair-skinned boy stood at the door of the collection room. Jane opened the door and saw the boy immediately.

The young boy has a palm-sized face, a pointed chin, clear eyes, a delicate and straight nose bridge, red and moist lips, and when he blinks his big eyes, he is indescribably cute. He looks like a minor.

Jian Fang knew the boy.

Behind that boy... a pair of pink pearlescent wings grew.

butterfly wings...

When Jian Fang saw him, he was startled, and it was clear that the young man only reached his chest, but Jian Fang was still taken aback, and took a few steps back.

The boy blinked his eyes wide and walked into Jian Fang's collection room. Seeing Jian Fang staring at him warily, he quickly shook his hand and said, "I have no malicious intentions."

Jian Fang still looked at the boy warily.

The young man flapped his wings lightly, and said, "I really don't mean any harm, save me, I'm here to repay my kindness!"

The young man spoke cheerfully, and even ran over a few steps, Jian Fang hurriedly took a few steps back on guard, staring at the slender young man.

Seeing that he was always avoiding him, the boy curled his lips and said, "Do you like antiques?"

Jian Fang didn't speak, the boy smiled and pointed to himself, and said, "I'm an antique! Really, I'm an antique, do you like me?"

Jian Fang frowned, he is a man, although he has no family and girlfriend, but Jian Fang has never thought about liking the same sex from the beginning to the end, the key is...

The boy looked too slender and small, like a minor.

Although Anyang told him the good news that the dream butterflies with wings are all adult dream butterflies, but...

Even if age doesn't matter, but the other party is a "monster", a butterfly, and Jian Fang never thought about dating a butterfly.

Jian Fang didn't speak, Xiao Die curled her lips again and said, "Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't like me..."

He said, suddenly laughed, the smile was very pure and lovely, and said: "I like you, it's good, you saved me, I like you!"

Jian Fang hesitated and said, "Why are you in the grave? A big burial pit was dug there. What kind of grave is it?"

Hearing this, Little Butterfly showed a frightened expression, and flapped her pink wings twice, as if trembling, she quickly waved her hands and said, "That place is evil, don't go there again, don't build anything there... ..."

After the little butterfly finished speaking, she turned around and was about to run.

"and many more!"

Seeing that he was about to leave without making a clear statement, Jian Fang quickly chased after him and grabbed Xiaodie.

Little Butterfly's wrist was held in Jane's hand, and she felt that this young man was even slender than she thought. The wrist was thin and soft, and there was an illusion that it would break if touched.

Little Butterfly was caught by Jian Fang, quickly fluttered her wings, and said, "I'm leaving, I can't let the bad guys catch me, you must never go to that construction site again."

Jian Fang frowned and said, "Who is the bad guy? The one who locked you in the grave?"

Xiaodie struggled a bit, but the difference in height between him and Jian Fang was too great. Although Jian Fang is a university professor, he is in good health and has strong self-discipline. He goes back to exercise on time every week.

Little Butterfly seemed to be struggling, but Jian Fang felt that the slender boy twisted in his arms several times. Inexplicably, Jian Fang smelled a fragrance, like the smell of flowers, but he couldn't tell the remote.

It seems to emanate from the little butterfly.

Jian Fang was fascinated for a moment, lowered his head slightly, and when he came back to his senses, he had already kissed the top of Xiaodie's hair.

Jian Fang looked into the clear eyes of the young man, and the feeling of fascination deepened, as if it was an endless deep pool, and Jian Fang sank deeper and deeper into it, drowning in it, unable to extricate himself.

In the ears are the youthful sobs of the young man, and the cry of begging himself, sobbing, very pitiful...

Beiming Shishisi and Anyang returned to Jianfang's villa, it was already after midnight, they opened the door, walked into the living room, the TV in the living room was still playing, but it was no longer the Teletubbies.

Anyang walked to the door of the bedroom, and found that there was still a light in the bedroom, and said, "Mr. Jian hasn't slept yet?"

As he said, he sniffed his nose, and suddenly he was taken aback, and said, "Scent?"

Beiming Shishi walked over immediately, squinted his eyes, and quickly pushed the bedroom door, but the bedroom door was locked, so he didn't push it open.

Beiming Shishi stretched out his hand to pinch the doorknob of the bedroom, "Crack!" Turning it hard, he immediately unlocked the door, and quickly slammed the door in.

Jian Fang was lying on the desk in the bedroom, seemingly falling asleep, and on his hair, and under the lamp of the desk, sparkling dream butterfly scale powder...

Anyang said: "Mengdie has come."

Beiming Fourteen said in a deep voice: "I really underestimated him, it seems that his cultivation base is not low."

Jian Fang had a strange dream. This time he didn't smash his antiques in the dream. He heard someone talking in his ear, and slowly woke up. When he looked up, he saw Anyang and Beiming Shishi.

Jian Fang was taken aback, his head was a little confused, but after thinking about it carefully, he suddenly remembered the "strange dream" he had just now.

In the dream, Jian Fang had an intimate relationship with that boy again.

When Jian Fang thought of this, he quickly rubbed his face, and said hoarsely, "That butterfly... seems to have been here before."

An Yang quickly said: "What is he doing here? He dropped an antique again?"

When asked about this, Jian Fang's face visibly stiffened, and he said hesitantly, "He said he wouldn't let me go to that construction site again, saying that the construction site was evil."

Of course, apart from this incident, they had another relationship. Jian Fang didn't know what was wrong with him. He obviously didn't like men, but when he saw that young man, he seemed to be bewitched, and had an uncontrollable urge... …

Beiming Fourteen frowned and said, "Mengdie's spiritual power is higher than we imagined. The most important thing is that he can come and go freely through dreams."

In fact, although Mengdie's spiritual power is high, it will not be higher than Beiming Fourteen, let alone Anyang.

But Mengdie can come and go freely through dreams, so the probability of catching him is much lower.

Anyang narrowed his eyes, glanced at Jian Fang's room, fixed his eyes on Jian Fang, and raised his eyebrows.

On Jian Fang's neck, there was a deep hickey, and it looked quite fresh, and it was still red. In addition, there was a scratch behind the base of the ear. Although the scratch was not heavy and it was no longer bleeding, it was still the same. Very fresh.

Anyang took a panoramic view of these details, then turned his head and exchanged glances with Beiming Shishi, and raised his eyebrows at Beiming Shishi.

Looking at Anyang's playful eyes, Beiming Shishi suddenly felt a little helpless, and said, "Have you thought of any good solution?"

Anyang whispered: "I think that Mengdie seems to have a special liking for Mr. Jian, why not... let's go fishing?"

Beiming Fourteen: "..." Anyang doesn't seem to learn well from himself?

Anyang was going to fish and caught the little butterfly.

The bait is simply released.

Because Anyang could see that Little Butterfly seemed to have a soft spot for Jian Fang.

Although Jian Fang is an ordinary person and cannot deal with Little Butterfly, Anyang is different. If Anyang can pretend to be Jian Fang, then when Little Butterfly appears, Anyang will definitely be able to catch Little Butterfly.

Beiming Shishi narrowed his eyes and said, "No."

Anyang said strangely: "Why not?"

Beiming Shishi's gaze was very sharp, and he stayed on Jian Fang's neck and ears for a second. Little Butterfly and Jian Fang obviously had that kind of relationship. If Anyang pretended to be Jian Fang, Beiming Shishi would not be jealous to death?

Beiming Shishi said bluntly, "I'm jealous."

Anyang: "..." Beiming Fourteen without any affectation!

Beiming Shishi wanted to pretend to be Jian Fang, but Anyang said helplessly: "No, you have too much evil spirit, no matter how you cover it up, you will still have evil spirit."

Beiming Fourteen has been imprisoned in Beiming Great Purgatory for 3000 years, and the evil spirit on his body is heavier than any evil spirit.

Although Beiming Shishi can restrain his evil spirit and pretend to be a little bit, once the little butterfly gets close to Beiming Shishi, he will immediately find out that after all, the spiritual power of this little butterfly is stronger than they imagined.

If the little butterfly knew it was a trap and didn't catch it right away, it would definitely be difficult to get the bait later.

Anyang paused for a moment, with an unnatural expression on his face, and then whispered, "I'll be jealous too."

Beiming Shishi was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled and said in a low voice, "Really?"

Anyang rolled his eyes and said, "Nonsense."

So the situation settled down, and Anyang decided to pretend to be Jian Fang to go fishing.

To be precise, it is butterfly fishing.

The next night.

After Anyang disguised himself, he entered Jian Fang's bedroom, while Jian Fang and Bei Ming Shishi stayed in the guest room.

The two of them stayed in the guest room, and Beiming Shishi played a trick on Jian Fang, and even hid his aura, so the two of them waited with wide-eyed eyes.

Beiming Shishi sat on the sofa in the guest room with his arms crossed, with a cold face, and he didn't speak, but don't look at him so calm, in fact, his heart was in a state of agitation, and he didn't know what was going on in Anyang. As soon as Die came up, she made intimate moves...

"Crack it!"

Jian Fang looked at Beiming Shishi, and saw Beiming Shishi lightly opened and closed his fingers, and his fists made a "click, click, click" sound, which was scary.

Anyang pretended to be Jian Fang, sat at the desk decently, and flipped through Jian Fang's materials.

It was already night, the lights were turned on in the room, and there was a lamp on the desk. An Yang was flipping through the book when he heard a "crash", as if something very light had landed on the lamp.

"Pushing..."

Some sparkling powder fell down from the desk lamp.

Anyang didn't need to look to know that the fish was coming.

But Anyang was not in a hurry, he read his book seriously and focused.

The little butterfly landed lightly on the desk lamp and flapped its wings twice. He is now very small, just as big as a butterfly.

He sat on the desk lamp, dangling his two little white legs, resting his cheeks, staring at Anyang longingly.

Anyang's camouflage was particularly successful, Little Butterfly didn't notice anything, she held her cheeks and looked at it with a smile, the more she looked, the more beautiful she felt.

Anyang chuckled, and suddenly said: "Just want to look at it like this?"

As soon as he spoke, the little butterfly was startled, and quickly stood up from the lamp, fluttering its wings and was about to fly away.

Anyang raised his head, raised his lips and smiled, and said, "Every time I see you in my dreams, don't you want to see me in reality?"

When he said this, the little butterfly that was about to fly away suddenly stopped, fluttering its pink wings, flew a little bit over, blinked its big eyes, and said, "Aren't you... not afraid of me?"

Anyang smiled and said, "You're so beautiful, how could I be afraid? Besides, we've met a few times before, and you didn't hurt me."

Little Butterfly smiled and corrected, "I am a male Dream Butterfly. I am handsome, not pretty. Female Dream Butterflies are beautiful!"

Anyang: "..." Almost laughed, hurt internally.

Although Anyang has never seen Mengdie before, he has heard of it. In fact, male Mengdie is more beautiful than female.

And this little dream butterfly is still a rare pink wing.

The little butterfly flew over, "Shua!" It landed on the ground, a pink halo flashed, and the little butterfly suddenly became the size of a boy from the size of half a palm.

The wings behind her seemed to be unable to be retracted, so she flapped them twice. The pink and tender wings had beautiful patterns and a faint fragrance. They were indeed very beautiful, and they were shockingly beautiful.

And the little butterfly herself, like the wings, is beautiful and slender, revealing a fragile beauty.

Anyang looked at Little Butterfly, raised his eyebrows, and said, "It's the same as in the dream."

Little Butterfly ran over with a smile and said, "Of course."

As he said, he put his arms around Anyang's waist, his cheeks became puffy, and he said with anticipation: "Can we still do that comfortable thing?"

"Shu... cough cough cough!"

Anyang almost choked on his bluntness, his complexion changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, he stretched out his hand to pick up Xiaodie's chin, and said with a charming smile, "Okay."

"real?!"

Little Butterfly seemed very happy, "Gudong!" Suddenly, the two of them fell directly on the sofa, Little Butterfly buried her head in Anyang's neck and acted like a baby, rubbing hard. To be honest, Anyang felt that Little Butterfly must have made a mistake.

He thought he was holding a little milk dog instead of a little butterfly...

Little Butterfly said with a smile: "Uncle, why do you have a fragrant smell?"

"uncle……"

An Yang almost choked on him again, although Xiao Die looked like a young man, but judging by his skills, it has been 1000 years and even called Jian Fang uncle.

But from the looks of it, Jian Fang does look like Little Butterfly's uncle.

Anyang coughed and said, "Fragrant...scent?"

Little Butterfly nodded earnestly, sniffed it hard, and said, "Yeah! It's fragrant and warm!"

It's the dragon spirit on Anyang...

The body of the water dragon has a scent of sandalwood with a slight watery smell. Although Anyang has covered it up, the little butterfly's nose is quite sensitive.

Little Butterfly sniffed twice and said, "Xiangxiang! Uncle is so fragrant!"

Anyang smiled, raised his eyebrows and said, "Then...do you still want to smell it?"

"Yes! Think!"

Little Butterfly nodded vigorously, Anyang hugged Little Butterfly with a smile, and said, "Then you smell it carefully?"

Little Butterfly didn't doubt that he was there, and immediately tied Anyang's neck, and took two deep breaths.

Taking advantage of this gap, Anyang narrowed his eyes, and the black pupils that were like lacquer in an instant turned into silver pupils in an instant. With a sound of "唰——", Little Butterfly's hands were suddenly bound by a wave of water.

The water wave was like a rope, "Whoosh!" tied the little butterfly's hands behind his back, and tied his wings together.

When Little Butterfly encounters "danger", she subconsciously wants to flap her wings, but it's a pity that Anyang didn't give him this chance, and has subdued his wings together.

Little Butterfly was a little surprised, and was tied to the sofa by Wuhuada. At the same time, he heard a "bang!", the door was rushed open, and Beiming Shishi and another "uncle" rushed in from outside.

When Beiming Shishi came in, his face turned dark immediately. Little Butterfly was tied up, and his face was full of tears, which was weird no matter how you looked at it.

Beiming Shishi was so jealous that he couldn't help it. He always felt that since Anyang regained his spiritual power, his charm had increased greatly. Beiming Shishi had been swimming in the boundless sea of ​​vinegar all day long.

Jian Fang was also surprised to see such a scene.

Little Butterfly stared wide-eyed and said in surprise, "Why...how come there are two uncles?"

Anyang smiled, his silver pupils retracted slightly, and the blindfold on his body instantly disappeared, revealing his original appearance.

Little Butterfly saw it and said in shock, "You...you are that big dragon! You are a bad dragon, you are a liar..."

Anyang saw Little Butterfly's aggrieved face, ready to tear up, especially easy to bully, couldn't help but want to tease him, and said with a smile: "Who said I lied? You see, you are not human, you are a bird." Little Butterfly, I lied to you, how can I be a liar?"

Little Butterfly listened to Anyang's words, bit her pink lips, thought about it carefully, then nodded, and said sincerely: "Oh...it seems to be the case."

Beiming Fourteen: "..."

Beiming Shishi cast a mournful glance at Anyang, which made Anyang's scalp tingle.

Beiming Shishi said very directly: "I'm jealous."

Anyang: "..." Although vinegar can soften the heart, but eating it every day, won't it cause heartburn?

Because the little butterfly hugged Anyang's waist just now, Beiming Shishi also hugged Anyang's waist, but the little butterfly was much shorter than Anyang, and Beiming Shishi was eight centimeters taller than Anyang. Four arms around Anyang's waist, like a mutated giant sloth.

Anyang stood with his arms around him, Anyang sat with his arms around him, wherever Anyang went, he hugged him.

Anyang: "..."

Little Butterfly looked aggrieved, sobbing non-stop, crying hard, her eyes were red, like a natural peach blossom makeup, and said aggrievedly: "Uncle lied... woohoo, uncle lied to Butterfly..."

Jian Fang had a headache, quickly rubbed his forehead, and said, "Okay, don't cry, why do you always show up at my house?"

Little Butterfly opened her big red eyes, looked at Jian Fang, blinked, and said sincerely: "Because I like Uncle."

Jian Fang: "Cough cough cough..."

Little Butterfly added: "I also like to do comfortable things with my uncle... although my uncle is sometimes fierce."

Jian Fang: "Cough cough cough cough!!!"

Jian Fang was almost choked to death by Little Butterfly, coughing continuously.

Anyang and Beiming Shishi looked at Jian Fang with clear eyes.

In fact, Little Butterfly didn't do any "bad things", except for always smashing Jian Fang's antiques...

Little Butterfly doesn't like Jian Fang's antiques, because she is also an antique, and she always sees that Jian Fang loves those antiques, touching here and rubbing there.

Little Butterfly pouted and said, "I'm also an antique, really!"

Jian Fang: "..." I have a headache.

An Yang said, "Why are you in that tomb?"

Little Butterfly trembled a little when he heard him mentioning this, and said: "I... I was locked up, and it was the bad guys who locked me up! They... They want to dream, let me... let me help them dream."

What Little Butterfly said was messed up, Jian Fang didn’t quite understand it, but Anyang basically understood it, some people want Little Butterfly to help them have the “Spring and Autumn Dream”, because Little Butterfly is a dream butterfly, although he has no strength value, but his Dreams can become reality.

So the villains in Little Butterfly's mouth want Little Butterfly to help them transform their dreams into reality to fulfill their greed.

But dream butterflies are not omnipotent. Ordinary dream butterflies can only have small dreams with short time and simple content. Only big dream butterflies with profound spiritual power can complete the "spring and autumn dream".

It's a pity that the dream butterfly has become extinct. It can be said that this little butterfly is the only dream butterfly seen in Anyang now.

And it looks like a little dream butterfly who doesn't know much about the world.

Those "bad guys" arrested Xiao Mengdie, and because Xiao Mengdie's spiritual power was not enough, she was locked up in a tomb. The bones in those mass graves were all used to sacrifice and raise corpses.

What Ren Nineteen said was right, such a large number of bones, with curses wrapped around them, were indeed used to raise corpses, and they were raised by Xiao Mengdie.

The "bad people" want to train little Mengdie into a dream butterfly with advanced spiritual power, so that they can realize their dreams.

Unfortunately……

Anyang narrowed his eyes and said, "It's a pity that Mr. Jian ruined all of this."

Jian Fang was still confused and said, "Me?"

Beiming Shishi nodded and said: "That piece of land should be a 'Geomantic Treasure Land'. It's extremely yin and evil. It's perfect for raising corpses. It's a pity that Mengdie hasn't been raised yet, but you started construction on the land and broke the land. The tomb released the dream butterfly."

Xiao Mengdie stayed in the tomb day and night, absorbing the yin energy of the corpse. It was like a big purgatory, lonely and dark, which made him very scared.

Long, long ago, Mengdie was also a gregarious race. They were afraid of loneliness and liked sunshine. Little Mengdie hid in the tomb alone. let it out.

Until I met Jane Fang.

Little Butterfly said aggrievedly: "Yes... Uncle saved me, I... I won't harm Uncle."

Although Xiao Mengdie is not young, but he was very young when he was locked up, probably not yet an adult, the whole transformation was carried out in the darkness of the tomb, and his thinking was like a young boy, so to speak In fact, it makes sense for him to call Jian Fang uncle.

Jian Fang saw that Little Butterfly was crying all the time and looked very helpless, so she felt a little soft-hearted, and said, "I don't think he is a bad person, let's untie him first."

Xiao Mengdie is indeed not a bad person, Anyang nodded and snapped his fingers.

"Crack!" With a sound, the rope of the water flow suddenly loosened.

Little Butterfly regained her freedom, and instead of running away immediately, she jumped up, hugged Jian Fang's neck, and wept bitterly.

Jian Fang tidied up the clothes on Xiao Die's body, and said comfortingly, "Okay, okay, don't cry."

Little Butterfly put her arms around Jian Fang's neck and cried, "Oh, uncle, don't catch Butterfly. Butterfly has never done anything bad. I...I didn't help those bad guys dream. wing……"

As Little Butterfly said this, Anyang discovered that there was indeed a "hole" in his wing. Although it didn't look big, a corner was broken, which turned out to be broken.

Jian Fang noticed the broken corner, couldn't help reaching out to touch it, and said, "Does it still hurt?"

Little Butterfly giggled and said, "Uncle, it's so itchy."

Little Butterfly seems to have a lot of itchy flesh on her body, and she can't stop laughing when she touches it. Her two watery eyes are still red, and she laughs through tears.

Although Little Butterfly smiled pretty, it made Anyang feel "thump!" and said, "Not good!"

Anyang watched the little butterfly smile, and the scale powder on the wings shook off.

Anyang yelled, but the scale powder was too light, it floated in the air, and instantly hung on the skins of the three people...

"The fish with pickled cabbage is good!"

Anyang watched the scales fall on the back of his hands, his eyelids were heavy, and a female voice was jumping in his ears, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

The first thing I saw was Miss Meng Po's excited face.

Holding a bowl of sauerkraut fish in her hand, Miss Meng said with a smile, "Let me tell you, eating fish at night will not make you fat!"

Anyang: "..." How come this sentence seems familiar? !

Headquarters, cafeteria, Miss Meng, pickled fish!

Isn't this last night?

The scale powder of a small butterfly...

This is a dream, a dream created by the change of the scale powder of the little butterfly.

but……

But the dream is reality, that is to say, Anyang returned to last night, before catching the little butterfly!

All previous efforts have been wasted...

"vomit……"

A strong fishy smell wafted over, causing Anyang to quickly cover his mouth and nose, and retched vigorously.

Beiming Shishi hurried to help Anyang, and said in a low voice, "Are we being sent back to last night?"

An Yang looked pale and said, "It seems like this..."

Miss Meng Po said with a surprised face: "Anyang, you...you won't be pregnant again, right?!"

After Miss Meng finished speaking, she thought about it strangely and said, "Eh? Why did I say 'again'?"

She said, and said to herself: "Oh... Maybe it's because the little boss is the second child, so he said 'again'... Tsk, why do I feel that this scene looks familiar?"

Anyang: "..."

Beiming Fourteen: "..."