When Sanheizi heard this, his eyes widened: "Isn't that right, boss? Curiosity killed the cat!"

I replied: "It's just the cat that's going to kill you! It can't kill me!"

"I can bring you out from inside, why are you afraid of this? Although this thing is evil, it's completely fine if you hold your breath. We have to find a way to catch some butterflies and get them out..."

Sanheizi was puzzled: "Why are you catching this evil thing?"

Xiaozhu asked: "Brother, do you want to use butterflies to save Dai Lin?"

I smiled and said: "Clever!"

Haiye's team is too strong.

Hard leverage is not the answer.

If you can get these weird butterflies, you may get twice the result with half the effort.

We began to pull out sheets and bamboo to make fishing nets, and emptied the water jars, intending to use them to trap butterflies.

After all this is done.

We set off again along the original route.

Mr. Bo refused to go in again even if he died.

We had to give up.

Everything went very smoothly.

We blocked our nostrils to prevent ourselves from smelling the smell and entered the wedding cave again.

Since there was no smell, the strange scene did not appear before.

We fished for a while, then immediately came out of the wedding cave, put the butterflies into a jar, waited until our breathing became easier, plugged our nostrils again, and went in to catch them.

Three large jars were filled with colorful butterflies.

Since I don’t have any tools to hold butterflies, I can only hold so many.

Whether this thing is effective against Haiye's team is still unknown.

During this period.

My hands were itchy and I took a look at the two strange corpses hugging each other on the stone bed.

There were no burial objects inside the stone bed.

But there is a small poem engraved underneath.

"It is difficult for two people to be forgiven by the earthly world. If they raise a case, they will stand on the mountain rock. I will drive the butterflies to fly together, and all the souls will come to offer sacrifices to the bed."

We dare not speak inside.

After coming out.

Xiaozhu was very interested in that poem and asked me what it meant.

I thought about the scenes in the murals where the bride was getting married and entering the cave, the guests outside looked like humans and demons eating a wedding banquet, and the gossip pictures and dust in the wedding room, etc. Then combined with this poem, I made a rough guess.

An extremely loving couple, perhaps due to some ethical or moral reasons, were unable to receive worldly blessings, so they had to sneak into a cave to get married.

Judging from their identities.

These two people should be Taoist priests who know magic.

The emotions expressed in the poem include unwillingness, anger, and a hint of perverted revenge.

The overall meaning is that since the relationship between the two cannot be blessed by the world, they can simply use magic to cultivate the so-called "flying butterflies" so that all the spirits that enter the cave will come to worship in front of their bed.

All spirits here.

There are people and animals.

The so-called worship is to use these butterflies to make the humans and beasts who come here fall into a strange infinite cycle of emotions and die.

This should generally be the case.

As for whether there are any fallacies in the details, it cannot be verified.

After Xiaozhu heard this, he was stunned for a moment and said softly: "It's quite pitiful."

After hearing this, Sanheizi cursed: "What a wretch! This is so perverted! How many people have died!"

I agree with Sanheizi.

It's definitely a bit perverted.

I think we can't keep these things anymore, otherwise people will accidentally break in in the future and people will die. I suggest you get rid of those things.

Sanheizi said: "This is easy to handle! Burn those butterfly nests with fire!"

This is a good idea.

We stuffed our noses again.

I picked up some dry firewood.

Go inside.

Throw the bitch badger, which was still circling inside, out.

He piled dry wood on the stone bed beside the corpse and lit a fire.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger.

I found a small hole next to the stone bed, and a large number of butterflies poured out of it.

I took the fire pole and pulled it open to take a look.

Under the small hole, there was a dark mass with many cicada pupae on it, and small butterflies flew out from it.

It seems that this is the old nest for breeding butterflies.

Too disgusting.

It burned for a while.

The cicada pupae were completely burned, and the culture medium underneath was also burned into residue.

We got out of the mountain and returned to the tent.

Xiaohu has woken up.

It was eating the hot and sour soup that Bo Ye had just made for him.

Sanheizi teased: "It's true that the dog is the same as the owner. This stupid guy really spent a lot of money trying to pick up girls. He almost lost his life!"

Mr. Bo flipped his hair and rolled his eyes: "You have food and sex! You are a reckless man who knows how to use a hammer!"

We are all tired.

Had a good rest.

By three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

I went to ask Mr. Bo: "How is Xiaohu doing? Can he still leave?"

Mr. Bo replied: "No problem!"

We packed up our things and set out again.

Before departure.

Master Bo said to Xiaohu very sternly: "Next time, use your lower body to think about problems, or I will castrate you!"

When the little tiger heard this, he was frightened and lay on the ground shivering.

Master Bo shouted: "Lead the way!"

It is still a very difficult road to walk.

Stop and go along the way.

Nothing happened again.

On the night of the third day.

We came to a big mountain col.

There is a big stream next to the col.

There are pebbles on both sides of the stream.

Xiaohu took us in the mountain col until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

We were exhausted and ready to stop and set up camp to rest.

But Xiaohu gave up and bit Bo Ye's pants with his teeth and kept pulling them forward.

When Master Bo saw this, he frowned and asked, "Is there a wild beast here?"

Xiaohu said nothing.

Mr. Bo asked again: "Are we almost finding the target?"
To be continued...