The bar music coming from across the river stopped, and Phoenix was immersed in a deep dream.

The river breeze blows in through the open window, and my mind is most clear-headed in the dead of night.

Zhu Tong had never cared about the relationship between the eight sects of Jianghu before, but now he calmed down and thought about it, and discovered a strange phenomenon.

The eight sects of Jianghu seem to be splitting. Daozong and Meiyuan are already standing together without asking. Maybe there is also Eighth Grade Orchid, and now Zhumen is also involved.

The first-grade Golden Buddha is supporting the fourth-grade Honghuo, and presumably the fifth-grade Qingyang is also with them. Why? Zhu Tong can’t figure it out. It seems that the only one who is staying out of the matter is the mysterious third-grade blue stone.

There was movement outside. Zhu Tong looked down and saw that the window of Huanghai's room was gently closed and a small boat was leaving.

I don’t know when, white elves were flying on the Tuojiang River, and snowflakes quietly descended on Phoenix City at midnight.

Zhu Tong regretted not installing a bug in Huang Hai's room in advance. Now he could only imagine the erotic scene below.

In another guest room below, the two girls were not sleeping either, chatting incessantly. Mei Lanting seemed to be aware of the movement next door, sitting up and lying down again.

"What are you doing?" Ye'er was reading a book on the other bed. He borrowed the medical skills from Zhu Tong.

"Nothing? Ye'er, do you know that Dr. Li likes you?"

"Why do you ask this? I know, you like him."

"Don't make trouble, think about it. A man giving up his vacation to accompany you to see a doctor speaks volumes."

"Sister Mei, don't make random guesses. Dr. Li is a good person. He is curious about my disease."

"Good guy? Don't think that I don't know what you are doing under the table." Mei Lanting stimulated her, feeling funny about this girl's innocence. If Ye'er knew that Zhu Tong's true identity was the most famous charlatan today, I don't know what would happen.

expression.

Hearing what Mei Lanting said, Ye'er screamed and clasped the book on his face. After a while, he hummed softly: "I have only been friends with Huang Hai, and we are ready to get married. Sister Mei, don't laugh at me. I'm very sad."

Confused, Huang Hai---there seems to be a problem?"

Did she also notice it? Mei Lanting asked curiously: "What's the problem?"

"He - Huang Hai seems to be incapable of doing that. I didn't dare to ask. It was Xiao Xiao who said that it's abnormal that we haven't - that after talking for so many years."

Ye'er said she was embarrassed for now and hid under the quilt; Mei Lanting turned off the light and trembled with laughter under the quilt.

The soundproofing of this residential house is not very good, so Ye'er can't detect the faint sounds coming from next door, but she might be able to understand them roughly.

Overnight, the phoenix changed its color, and the falling snowflakes occupied the roofs, treetops, and the stone streets were wet.

Zhu Tong was woken up by Huang Hai early in the morning and rushed to Hongqiao without seeing the two ladies.

A girl dressed as a Miao girl stood in front of a taxi. Her eyes were rippling like water, her black hair, her white neck, her lithe figure, her beauty and innocence were harmoniously decorated with her. She was really a little country beauty.

Zhu Tong lamented: Facing such a mountain flower, even he couldn't hold it back.

Today, it was Huang Hai's turn to be left to wander around Phoenix City, while Duohua's mother only saw Zhu Tong alone.

The snow was still falling, and only white shadows could be seen on the mountains in the distance. Fortunately, there was no ice on the road. The car drove out of Phoenix City and circled along the mountain road.

Duohua was still a little reserved. She sat in the front row and occasionally turned around and said a few words to show the driver.

Two hours later, the Miao village arrived; Duohua asked the driver to wait inside the village, and took Zhu Tong to the back mountain.

By the small river at the foot of the mountain, Duohua untied a small boat, picked up the bamboo pole and said softly: "Brother, please get on the boat."

There are green mountains in the snow, the blue mountains are covered with frost, and occasionally there are crisp calls of birds, flowing ethereally among the tranquil mountains and rivers.

The water in western Hunan does not freeze, and snowflakes fall into the river and melt into it lightly.

Duohua held a bamboo pennant on the bow of the boat, and the boat glided on the river and headed deeper into the mountains.

There is no pollution here. The river water is crystal clear in the shallows and as green as jade in the depths. There are mostly gentle slopes on both sides of the river, and sometimes it passes through a canyon.

Under Zhu Tong's guidance, Duohua gradually became familiar with him. While holding the boat, she talked about herself and the Yellow Sea. Sometimes she was happy and sometimes worried, but she didn't have much trouble.

"Do you really like Huang Hai? He already has a girlfriend."

"He loves me more." Duohua hummed a folk song briskly.

"As long as he can visit me often, it will be fine, but I am still a little worried. Mom said that I can only go to Shanghai to be with Brother Hai next year. What if he forgets me?"

"Huang Hai will never forget you. He also said he likes you more."

"You're so kind. Brother Hai is right; Brother Li---brother, can I call you brother?"

"Okay, I don't have a sister, so you can be my sister." Zhu Tong also fell in love with this little girl. She was as simple and beautiful as the surrounding scenery, which made people fascinated.

"Really? I have wanted to have an older brother since I was a child. My mother said that even if I have one, I will still be a younger brother." Duohua tilted her head and said sadly.

Zhu Tong laughed "pouch", Duohua looked at him strangely, and after a while he began to sing a happy folk song; gradually his cheeks turned red and water seemed to drip from his eyes.

The snow was falling heavily, but Zhu Tong became increasingly unhappy. His mind was not entirely on the boat. He always felt uneasy along the way, as if someone was spying on him. This feeling became stronger and stronger.

At noon, the boat entered a tributary, slowed down, and finally stopped next to a huge rock; Zhu Tong jumped out of the boat and observed the surrounding environment.

The cold wind is blocked outside the canyon, with towering peaks on both sides, leaving only a small patch of sky. Thick ancient trees and vines stand on both sides. From time to time, spring water drips from the top of the head, and snowflakes fall into the sky and turn into drizzle.

It is truly a paradise.

"Brother, can you agree to Duohua's request?" Duohua tied up the boat and hesitated to lead the way.

"You call me big brother, and I'm not a bad person. Do you have anything to say?"

"Mom has a bad temper. She was deceived when she was young and has been living here since she had me. Don't be like her and don't hurt her."

"Duohua, I don't mean any harm. I just want to cure Miss Su's illness. If your mother really loves you, she should understand that everyone has parents." Zhu Tong turned around the boulder and faced a cave.

"Thank you, brother. Mom is actually very good. You can call her Auntie Die." Duohua showed an innocent smile and took the lead into the cave.

A few hanging vines serve as natural door curtains. The cave is as tall as a person and is dark inside.

Zhu Tong followed Duohua and walked in for more than ten steps. After turning two corners, his eyes suddenly became bright. Zhu Tong stopped in surprise, suspecting that everything he saw was a dream.

Inside the cave is a 100-square-meter hall, half of it is stone ground, and the back half is a deep pool. A ray of light shines down from above; a line of spring water shot from the cave wall falls into the pool, and the water splashes are reflected in the light and shadow.

The space becomes a rainbow.

What surprised Zhu Tong was the butterflies flying on the pool. There were thousands of large and small butterflies, but they were all fresh and real. Some butterflies were as big as a palm, some were as small as chess pieces, and some were as big as chess pieces.

Attached to the cave wall, the hook legs are connected with whiskers, held end to end, and hung in strings to the water surface.

The colorful butterfly shadows melt into the rainbow, and in the light, they are colorful and gorgeous.

The sweet fragrance of flowers floated in the cave, and the flowers ran to the pool; only then did Zhu Tong notice a woman sitting there.

It was already winter outside the canyon, but it was as warm as spring inside the cave. The woman was wearing only a single coat, holding up a colorful feather and feeding the butterflies with honey in a wooden bowl.

Duohua chatted with the woman for a few words, using a language that Zhu Tong could not understand. Finally, the woman turned her head.

Zhu Tong recognized her from the back as the woman in black who attacked him that night. Seeing this face, he could not connect the two impressions.

It was a beautiful face that looked very similar to Duohua. Unless he knew her identity, Zhu Tong could have thought that she was Duohua's sister. However, the woman's body was shrouded in a cold darkness.

"I wish you all are cowards. Last time there was a gangster, but this time I brought a great monk."

The woman handed the wooden bowl to Duohua, walked to Zhu Tong and said contemptuously: "You Han people are all hypocritical."

"Aunt Butterfly." Zhu Tong reluctantly called out this title. He looked back and saw no big monk. He asked strangely: "I am not Zhu Youshi. I have always been alone. What kind of big monk or little monk? I really

have no idea."

The matter of shooting black guns should be kept mysterious, and there is no need to talk about the monks; Zhu Tong always felt that someone was following him, and he thought it was the monk that Aunt Die was talking about, but he didn't understand how she knew that it was the monk who was following her.

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"Duohua calls you big brother, and Ahai says you are a good person. I believe you once. If you want to save that girl's life, don't do anything for a while and take care of Duohua for me."

Aunt Die spared Zhu Tong and walked to a corner of the cave, opened a wooden box, took out a large black dress, and then took out a mask and put it on.

Zhu Tong understood clearly that what Auntie Butterfly was carrying was basically a huge butterfly. The golden patterns on the two butterfly wings were extremely beautiful and very shocking.

"Come out, monk in white. Butterfly Cave God has already seen through your disguise."

Aunt Die waved Duohua over. She seemed to really trust Zhu Tong. She put on a black dress and put on a pair of black gloves. She dipped a few dips in a black pottery jar next to her, and the black gloves were stained with a layer of yellow beeswax. Zhu Tong

From the spicy smell, I realized that the beeswax contains herbs.

Most of the light and shadow on the top of the cave were blocked, butterflies danced wildly, and a bald monk in white clothes descended from the sky.

Auntie Butterfly also jumped up, tapping her feet a few times on the cave wall, her black sleeves fluttering, like wings, carrying her light body towards the white-robed monk.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the black and white figures separated as soon as they came together. Auntie Die floated back, and Duohua screamed and rushed to help her.

Auntie Butterfly said weakly: "After half a quarter of an hour, retribution will come."

The monk in white fell into the pool. Zhu Tong glanced at Aunt Butterfly. Her face was covered by a butterfly mask, but she had no strength to take action again.

"The evil heretics are pretending to be gods and ghosts here, and they have ruined this wonderful cave." The monk in white stood up, and only then did Zhu Tong see clearly that he was a young monk in his prime, but he had a white beard and white eyebrows.

"Shameless." Auntie Die cursed and put her hand on her chest.

"There is no gender in the eyes of a monk. The benefactor takes action first and cannot blame others for being cruel." The monk in white had a yellow mark on his shoulder, which must have been hit by Auntie Butterfly. The monk didn't pay attention and looked at Zhu Tong's face.

"The lone wolf with a thousand faces, I have been chasing you for two days and finally found out. The disciples of the Zhu sect have colluded with the evil Miao sect. What else do you have to say?"

"Zhu Men has never regarded himself as an upright sect, nor does he think there are any evil sects in Miao territory. This hat is wrong." Zhu Tong greeted him: "This monk, are you the Snow Kuang Monk?"

"It's just a poor monk." The white-clothed monk nodded and admitted; "It was a mistake to let Zhumen enter Jianghu Dao in the first place. Dao Zong is afraid of you, but I, the Golden Buddha, are not afraid."
To be continued...