red butterfly month by month

It's his uncle in the next room, so there is no discord between them, and there is always something wrong with getting along.

Fortunately, he was born bright and bright, with a generous temperament, and he has jumped into the rivers and lakes since he was a child. He is quite talented in martial arts. The name of Mr. Zhang Mao.He has four sworn brothers in the Jianghu, all of whom are heroes, and they have broken through the world alone.

If you want to send a reliable person to the Northern Territory to discuss the "sales" of translating ancient books with Mr. Nayinchuan Butterfly, this person is indeed the most suitable.Born in a family, but also dissociated, he can talk about public affairs and private affairs.If the matter is successful, the factions will not be involved with the weird killer, and if the matter fails, it will not hurt the face of the various factions.For a moment, all the elders looked at Zhang Mao very kindly.

Zhang Mao didn't show it on his face, he stood aside politely and listened to Mr. Zhang explain what happened in detail.When he heard the name of Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he covered them all up, and bowed to accept the order.

The author has something to say: After chasing Pili and seeing Diyue’s family come out again, I found this article from the draft at the bottom of the box~

2. Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly

"The sun shines on the golden river valley, the butterfly dances in the thousands of flowers, this is the place." Passing through the dense forest, following the path paved with bluestones into the valley, turning around a line of cliffs, you can see the scenery like a paradise.Mr. Lan Yi and Zhang Mao retreated from his entourage and walked into Yinchuan Butterfly Valley alone.

Colorful butterflies are flying in the valley, under the huge banyan tree that can only be hugged by several people, and on the jade white stone platform, a long and thin knife is inserted vertically.The body of the knife is arc-shaped, with butterfly patterns all over the body, and a pair of butterfly wings are inlaid with red treasures on the handle of the knife, ready to fly.The saber is out of the sheath, but there is a sense of piercing oppression, as if suddenly there is a sharp knife shot out, taking people's lives.

Zhang Mao recognized that this knife was Mr. Butterfly's long knife Butterfly Slash, the orchid branch turned lightly, and stopped with one foot: "Butterflies are flying, Butterfly Slash is standing, how about you? Mr. Butterfly, Yinchuan, are you there?"

Suddenly there was a wave of airflow in the air, and a lazy and low-pitched male voice came from mid-air: "Meetings are hundreds of taels, conversations are thousand taels, buying and selling is expensive, but killing each other is free!"

"Anyway, they are brothers for many years, and they have been together through life and death. They haven't seen each other for several years, and they don't even want to show their faces?"

"I see you, butterflies see you, it's all the same."

"Meet and talk."

"Pay is negotiable."

"Talking about money hurts feelings!"

"Talking about feelings hurts money!"

"Money, things outside the body, if you don't bring it with you when you are born, you don't take it with you when you die."

"Tsk tsk, what a sad feeling to hear! Let me tell you my feeling for free. In this world, money is not everything, but without money, it is absolutely impossible."

Zhang Mao was helpless: "Even I can't be accommodating?"

"A killer has the spirit of a killer, and the corners of his eyebrows are regular. I've been accommodating after talking nonsense with you for so long."

"Your principle remains unchanged for so long." Zhang Mao raised his hand to give it away, and a few banknotes were supported by his inner strength and fell on the stone platform next to Butterfly Zhan: "Meeting fee, conversation fee, 3000 taels of silver, you don't need to look for it now. Come on, Mr. Yinchuan Butterfly."

"Come in by yourself!"

Zhang Mao shook his head, turned around the stone platform familiarly, and walked towards the banyan tree. He was about to hit the tree, but his figure flashed, and he disappeared directly into the tree.

This place was originally a Mizong formation, and the eye of the formation was on the banyan tree behind the knife.

Zhang Mao stepped into the front of the formation, and his eyes suddenly opened up. He saw a long-lost familiar and unfamiliar scene, and his ears heard the wonderful sound of the zither like gurgling water.

This prescription is the real Yinchuan Butterfly Valley, where the bottom of the river is covered with gold, exotic flowers and trees grow in clusters, the sun is bright, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the colorful butterflies are flying, just like a fairyland in Taoyuan.This place was originally carefully selected by Mr. Butterfly. It is located between the green mountains and is not threatened by the trade wind and cold current. It is like spring all year round.

Mr. Butterfly has a weird personality, he doesn't like to see people, and he doesn't like to talk to people. There are no servants in Butterfly Valley.There is a turbine waterwheel for washing, and a windmill and drum machine for sweeping. All tasks are done with ingenuity and material resources.Most of the buildings in the valley were designed and built by Mr. Butterfly himself. They are exquisite and gorgeous. They were originally full of exotic styles. Later, he fell in love with a person and added pavilions and pavilions according to his preferences. The Chinese and foreign styles meet, but it is also very harmonious.

Zhang Mao walked forward following the sound of the piano, spreading flowers and blowing willows all the way, turning around a huge hibiscus thick enough to be surrounded by two or three people, his eyes lit up immediately.

Under the pink and misty hibiscus tree, the long-haired beauty leans lazily on a golden beauty couch by the stream, with gold jewels and red jade piled up beside her, long legs slanted, a full moon guqin in front of her, and red butterflies flying all over her body , Ruyuxiu refers to the light dance piano, and the clear rhythm flows between the fingers.

Red satin gown embossed with golden thread and butterfly pattern, covered with ice silk red gauze, pearls for hanging, red treasure for pendant, a golden butterfly with wings spread on the left shoulder, a full bouquet of golden long hair flowing down like a waterfall, a strand from the ear to the After it is tied up, a butterfly-shaped red gold silk-wrapped red agate hair ornament is tied on it, and the butterfly wings are lifelike.

Blonde hair, snow skin, red lips, narrow and long phoenix eyes that are dark and evil, and the willow eyebrows are slanted and flamboyant.

The whole body is gorgeous, imposing, and the color is so rich that the big gold and red are so tacky. On this person, you can only see the brightness. When the other party holds down the strings and looks up, this gorgeous to the extreme brightness is even more vivid. Lived for twelve minutes.

This person was born with a pair of different pupils, one blue and one golden brown, like clear glass, adding a touch of thrilling coquettishness to the already extremely gorgeous appearance.

The male and female indistinguishable 'Beautiful Beauty' is the owner of this place. She is known as the number one killer in the Northern Territory. She is famous in Jianghu for her superb sword skills, eccentric personality, and love of money. People give her the nickname Daoxie, Yinchuan Butterfly Lord .

This person is a foreign race from overseas, and he has been in the martial arts world for more than [-] years. Zhang Mao has known him for more than ten years. Down, the appearance of this person has hardly changed at all.

Zhang Mao hooked the corners of his lips: "Long time no see."

"Why are you looking for me?" Mr. Butterfly glanced at him with a cold expression.

"Can't you come to the door if you have nothing to do, fourth sister, husband?"

"!" Mr. Butterfly flicked on the strings, drawing a series of smooth sounds, obviously feeling much better. He lightly plucked the strings with his fingers, and there were intermittent cheerful notes jumping: "Fifth Brother, your speech is still so sweet! This Next time, who do you want to deal with? The fourth brother-in-law treats you at half price!"

"Isn't it free?" Zhang Mao gently twisted the orchid branch.

Mr. Butterfly plucked the strings lazily: "If you want to be free, you have to be your fourth brother-in-law!"

Zhang Mao shook his head, chose a golden platform beside him to sit down, and handed him the wooden box in his sleeve.

Mister Butterfly abides by the rules when accepting transactions.The old and the weak, women and children are not accepted, and those whose cultivation base is not in the mainstream are not accepted, and the rest are divided into three levels.The third-class skills are below the first-class, only his butterfly can be used, and the asking price is 1 taels of silver; , The asking price is 1 taels of gold.

Mr. Butterfly put down the yueqin, reached out to take the wooden box, opened it and curled his lips first: "Reading is annoying!" From it, he took out an ancient hinged book made of kraft paper with a half-foot square, about eleven or twelve pages front and back, flipped slightly Flipping through, then frowning, flipping through again, counting the pages carefully.

Zhang Mao tapped the stone platform with his index finger: "How?"

"If it wasn't you who came, I've already paid the debt with the head." Mr. Butterfly threw the ancient book into the wooden box and said casually.

"Where's the account?"

"Take the book I hate the most to harm me, doesn't it count as a debt to me?"

Zhang Mao shook his head and said seriously, "Can you translate this ancient book?"

"You want me to translate?" Mr. Butterfly raised his eyebrows.

Zhang Mao nodded: "This matter is of great importance. If it is within your ability, I will naturally ask you to take action."

Mr. Butterfly flipped the blond hair on his forehead: "You know the rules of Yinchuan. Mr. Butterfly doesn't ask the source, but only talks about the price. Buy it now, 10 taels of gold."

"..."

"How about a constipated expression?"

"If I don't know your character well, I would suspect that your people have lurked inside the Confucianism School to eavesdrop." Zhang Mao shook his head, took out another small wooden box from his sleeve and pushed it to him: "Don't bother, the golden ticket 5 taels, the deposit will be paid to you."

"The right way is not all poor ghosts!" Mr. Butterfly raised his eyebrows: "Leave the ghost book here, and send someone to pick it up in a month, and bring Houjin here by the way."

Before he could finish his sentence, the sound of breaking wind in the air rushed over!

Before Zhang Mao could respond, Mr. Butterfly had already unsheathed the dagger at his waist!Several sword winds spread their butterfly wings in mid-air, stopping a group of yellow shadows passing by.The yellow shadow appeared, but it was a kraft paper envelope the size of a grown man's palm, which dangled down.

Mr. Butterfly returned the knife to its sheath, slowly raised his hand to catch the envelope, glanced at it, and opened it. Inside were three ten-thousand taels of gold notes and a piece of flying paper with a few numbers written on it.

Zhang Mao frowned.

Gold tickets with a face value of [-] taels can only be issued by reputable banks, and behind such banks can only be a giant with a deep background.

"I like this way of negotiating business. You don't need to meet or talk. It saves you worry and effort!" Mr. Butterfly folded the three gold tickets and put them away. With a movement of his fingers, the envelope and the letter paper turned into fly ash and fell into the stream. Mr. Butterfly turned his gaze: "Why are you still here?"

Zhang Mao smiled, "I paid 3000 taels for the conversation."

"Okay, okay, you can stay here if you like, and I invite you to listen to the piano for free." Mr. Butterfly picked up the Yueqin again, flicked his fingers, and the melodious piano sound flowed out.

Butterfly Junqin is very skilled, even the melodies he played casually are also very fascinating. Zhang Mao came here after a long journey for several days.