red butterfly month by month

Be there at any time, and then become her most steadfast backing.

It seems that it was just a love game that originated on a whim, but Mr. Butterfly has performed it for 26 years with a sincere heart.

Step by step, step by step, Gongsun Yue asked herself.

Mr. Butterfly Yu Gongsunyue, what do you call it?

From teasing him to contribute to the righteous way, to asking him to regulate his behavior, from playing with butterflies and teasing butterflies tirelessly, to remembering every one of his preferences.It seems that he has never acknowledged the position of a certain butterfly, but he is allowed to enter the room, and everything is logical.

Mr. Butterfly Yu Gongsunyue, what do you call it?

Call it a close friend, call it a family member, call it a reliable reliance, call it... a lover.

The heart is no longer confused, and there is no hesitation.

Now that we have reached the outskirts, the breeze is blowing, and the grass is already green and springy, with a few colorful butterflies flying.

Gongsunyue closed the folding fan, stretched out her finger, and a red butterfly landed on it.

"is it you?"

Scared, Hongdie jumped up and submerged into the flowers again.

Gongsun Yue was speechless, shook her head and said, "Yes, you should be—"

"Ah Yue!" A call came, a familiar voice, a familiar tone, Gongsunyue raised her head, and saw flat land and blue sky intersected by a patch of colorful butterflies flying, and a golden, golden, and prosperous figure rejoicing and bustling came flying.

"Ah Yue, I finally found you!" Mr. Butterfly pulled Gongsunyue around in a circle, sized her up carefully, tilted his head, leaned half of his body on Gongsunyue's shoulder, and said coquettishly, "So what?" Long time no see, Butterfly misses you so much that my heart hurts!"

"I remember that you just left Ruyi Villa last month." Gongsun Yue pressed the handle of her fan against Mr. Butterfly's forehead and pushed him away, and also took a closer look at him.

"One day is like three autumns!" Mr. Butterfly was pushed away from one side, turned around, and emerged from the other side: "Ah Yue, spring is coming, it's a good time, let's go for a while, OK?"

"Where are you going?"

"The spring is cold, and the best outing resort is naturally Yinchuan Butterfly Valley!"

"I remember you just said two months ago that it is a winter resort."

"Haha, Butterfly Valley is like spring all the year round. You can escape the heat in summer, avoid the cold in winter, enjoy the scenery in spring, and enjoy the butterflies in autumn. It is a good place for all seasons!"

Gongsunyue shook her head and walked back.

Mr. Butterfly followed her around: "If you don't go to Butterfly Valley, you can go to other places! Fireworks in March and Yanyu Jiangnan are also good! The new year's June Red should be brewed!"

"So leisurely, do you have nothing to do?"

"The big ship has just entered the port, and it's time to rest."

"Is there any injury?" Gongsunyue glanced at Mr. Butterfly's hair ornament. It was not the butterfly-shaped hair ornament wrapped with red agate, but a red butterfly with red gold inlaid with red emeralds. Golden rice grain pearl tassel strings are pressed in the blonde hair to shine.

"Of course—" Mr. Butterfly said confidently. When he touched Gongsunyue's eyes, his tone weakened, and he pointed a short distance with his fingers: "There is a little bit of injury."

Gongsun Yue paused, then suddenly said: "Mr. Butterfly, if I want you to quit the arena, would you be willing?"

"Ah Yue, are you proposing to me?" Mr. Butterfly smiled.

"Whatever you want, willing or unwilling, in a word."

"Of course it's just one word - wish! However, you must ask clearly before you agree," Mr. Butterfly tilted his head: "Ah Yue, what made you think this way?"

"You don't have much nostalgia for this world."

Mr. Butterfly, whose background is a mystery, has always been a lone swordsman wandering outside the disputes between the rivers and lakes. He chooses the job of killer, one is for gold, and the other is to fight against the masters in adversity.Compared with the struggle for fame and fortune in the rivers and lakes, he prefers to travel in mountains and rivers to play with butterflies.

"Those who know me, Ah Yue!" Mr. Butterfly walked closer, and said with a smile: "But Ah Yue, there is still you in this world!"

You are here, so I am too.

With a knife in my hand, I can protect you behind my back.

……

"Then—what if I leave with you?"

……

35. Hearing Xuanming for the First Time

"At the end of the morning, the clothes are broken, and the pavilions are exhausted. The wind rushes through the thin and light mist, and the air swells and overlaps the mountains. The green ears blow the smoke when the trees are straight, and the green stream takes advantage of the bend of the bridge. The butterfly wings dance lightly. , in a state of love and without thought.”

The morning light is warm and the morning wind is blowing. In front of the Huajian Pavilion, one dances a knife and the other sings.

The chanter leans against the railing, the folding fan shakes lightly, the sound is as loud as pearls falling on the jade plate, and the appearance is as beautiful as a fairy in the world.

The swordsman is agile, like fluttering butterflies playing with flowers.Wherever the wind of the knife arrives, the dew splashes towards it, turns suddenly and closes suddenly, and the fragrance of flowers is heavy.

"It's strange that people in the world have a saying, only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals," a smile came from the gate of the courtyard, and a figure appeared afterwards: "The comfortable life of such idle clouds and wild cranes is really yearning for one's heart."

The tip of the knife touches the ground lightly, and the butterfly wings suddenly appear in the sky, as graceful as a frightened bird, as graceful as a swimming dragon, rushing towards it, cutting through the air with one blow.With a clang, he put the knife back into its sheath, revealing a delicate and handsome face, "Yes, as long as there are no busy people who are too full to disturb you, this kind of life is naturally very beautiful."

"Hey! Even if it's interesting to be alone, there are many people and there are many people, and it's also a great pleasure to meet friends from other places. Why should Mr. Butterfly be bothered." Tan Feizhen said loudly, flicking the dust.

"Heh—" Mr. Butterfly sneered back directly.

"Friends, don't pay attention to him, and come and sit in the pavilion. The scenery here is beautiful, the wind and the sun are bright, it's just a good time to talk." Gongsun Yue stood up and invited.

"Friends chat slowly, don't disturb!" Mr. Butterfly snorted, turned and left.

"Eh? Butterfly is so talkative today?" Tan Feizhen asked in surprise.

Gongsunyue shook her head, led Tan Feizhen into the pavilion, and said: "Although he likes to play around, he is not a messy person. You look serious, but what happened?"

Tan Feizhen nodded: "There is indeed one thing that bothers me."

"What's the matter?"

Tan Feizhen said: "There are living dead in the southern region."

"The living dead?" Gongsun Yue frowned.

Tan Feizhen nodded, and said: "This matter was first discovered seven years ago, when a military fortress in the Southern Region fought due to conflicts of interest, and the most talented direct descendant was accidentally killed, and his body rotted quickly after falling to the ground. , seems to have been dead for a long time. This is the first living dead person with evidence. Due to the prevalence of Gu poison in the southern region, although the death of this person is scary, it has not attracted the attention of all parties. Since then, similar incidents have occurred one after another .Up to now, according to the statistics of Baixiao Pavilion, 67 living dead have appeared. These people have three common characteristics. Be cautious in your words and deeds, don't like to see people, don't like to go out; third, fight very bravely, as if you are not afraid of pain."

Gongsun Yue asked: "Have you ever asked a medical expert to look at it?"

Tan Feizhen nodded: "This affliction originated in the southern region. The three ways of poison doctor and Gu have been seen by wise people. It is impossible to distinguish them when they are alive, and they can only be discovered after death."

"If it was just the appearance of a few living dead, it shouldn't make you look so dignified. Is there something unknown about it??"

Tan Feizhen sighed lightly, and said solemnly: "Among the living dead that have been discovered so far, five of them have been confirmed to be Wu Xiu who disappeared more than ten years ago."

Gongsunyue's heart trembled: "The evil ancient formation written in the language of the dead capital?"

Tan Feizhen nodded: "I'm afraid it's related to this."

After the ancient version was translated by Mr. Butterfly, it was handed over to the Righteous Way Alliance, which was temporarily formed under the leadership of Confucianism.The alliance launched martial arts forces, and Lei Jun's momentum cleared the formations in various places, but it is not known whether it was an internal news leak. Although the formations were destroyed everywhere, it was actually confirmed that only a few gangs were involved in it.

Although Wu Xiu's disappearance has been temporarily resolved, the source of the culprit has not yet been found.But at this time, the martial arts who were likely to survive the ancient formation appeared, but they turned into living dead, and these people were widely distributed in major gangs, so he couldn't help but suspect the plan behind it.

"There is a look of hesitation between your brows, should you have a clue?"

Tan Feizhen nodded again: "My friend, have you ever heard of Xuanming Sect?"

Gongsunyue nodded: "It seems to be a newly emerging sect in recent years, and there are also farmers in Qingyang County who believe in it."

If the people's livelihood is hard, they will seek sustenance. Many people will enshrine gods and statues in their homes. The common ones are Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, Sanqing Daozu, God of Wealth, and God of War. There are also Huang Daxian, Wutongshen and so on.Although the God of Xuanming doesn't sound very bright and upright, Gongsunyue has not heard of any losses from those village households. In fact, it is better than those wild temples that require a lot of money and beautiful women to worship.

"Xuanmingjiao began to appear in the southern region more than [-] years ago. It first focused on the development of martial arts forces. In recent years, it has transformed into the development of ordinary people's believers. Now it has become a trend. Back then, the focus of the investigation of the ancient formation method was on the east. Judging from the present, I am afraid that the southern region is the place where it finally originated.” Tan Feizhen said: “Most of these living dead have a lot to do with Xuanming Sect, and the teachings of Xuanming Sect It is eternal life."

"Eternal life?" Gongsun Yue frowned slightly.What people ask God to do is just to get what they want, such as good health, success in business, and wealth. Eternal life is too empty.

"This is the strange thing. Among those who believe in Xuanming God, there are ordinary people who have not changed their appearance for more than ten years." Tan Feizhen frowned.

Even martial arts practitioners only use internal strength to delay the aging of the body, and cannot truly maintain their appearance. Even innate warriors use the energy of heaven and earth to prolong the aging process infinitely, not immortality in the true sense.

The words came from Tan Feizhen's mouth, Gongsunyue didn't have any doubts, but she didn't believe that there is really a way of eternal life at this time, because