Although Xiaolan thought so, she secretly increased her efforts, and finally, two slender bright yellow lights came into her eyes.
There is something in front of me, small, colorful, flickering.
"Look at me quickly!...What should I do? I've become like this!..."
Jasmine's voice actually came from this object.
That thing stood on the tip of Xiaolan's nose, its lake-blue wings reflected in the light with dazzling colors, and its two tentacles swinging up and down. Jasmine's urgent call came from it.
"Do you see what I've become?...I can't see it, why...why do I seem to have turned into..."
"Butterfly?!" Xiaolan was stunned, "You...you turned into a butterfly?!"
Still... is there still such an operation?
"Have I really changed? Am I also a butterfly that you see?"
Xiaolan nodded slowly, and then said doubtfully, "Then I am..."
Looking around, the breeze lifts the curtains, and then falls immediately, and the dim light shines on me one after another. The floor is old, the rocking chair creaks, and time has covered everything with thick dust.
I remember this.
Xiaolan's hands were cold and her scalp was numb.
This is Grandma Huoyu’s balcony, Grandma Huoyu’s rocking chair and gauze curtain.
And I... was sitting on a chair.
"I am Grandma Huoyu!"
For a moment, both Xiaolan and Jasmine were silent.
One became a butterfly and the other became a dead person.
Is this the best?!
Little Fatty, I’m afraid you ordered the wrong one!
"What should I do? What should I do!..." Jasmine's scream came out of the little butterfly.
"Moli, Jasmine, calm down," Xiaolan wanted to raise her hand to comfort her, but she didn't. "He said this is the best, there must be a reason for it."
"Then how should we investigate? You are already dead and can't move..."
"Can't you move?" Xiaolan said while trying to move her arms.
Jasmine waved her hard with her wings, "What's the point of moving? Can I investigate, can I hit someone?!"
"I...it's not like I can't move," Xiaolan's little finger on her right hand began to tremble slightly, "I think I can still control this body. Don't panic yet. Let's discuss how to save Madam."
It was too early to discuss this now, so the two decided to take a few steps back and start discussing how to act.
"Can you really move?" Jasmine stopped at the joint of the middle finger of Xiaolan's right hand and asked.
"Look at my fingertips," Xiaolan showed off the movements she had finally mastered. "You can move them with some effort. After a while... I guess it will become like a normal person."
"But when they see you, they will also think of you as Granny Huo Yu," Jasmine said, revealing the secret. "Although they didn't know about Granny Huo Yu's death, the way she looked before she left..."
Like a ghost, Xiaolan was rude and thought angrily, but of course she didn't say it out loud.
"Advice madam, control Huozhen, we can't do these things anymore," Jasmine said in a slightly negative tone, "Are we going to let the world collapse? What does the little fat man mean when he says this is the last time?"
"This may be our last chance." Xiaolan said calmly.
What happens if it fails?
Will he be locked up somewhere, waiting for rescue by his partners?
Or will he be trapped here until the Royal City Tower is completely destroyed?
Of course, there is still a possibility that he will die directly.
This is your last chance. Even if you are a piece of stone, you can't give up.
"Moli, you fly out first to take a look at the situation outside and what day it is going on," Xiaolan quickly commanded as soon as she thought about it, "I'll try harder and see if I can stand up."
Jasmine accepted the setting without any pleasure at all, and flew out the door with her big wings shaking.
Xiao Lan was so spontaneous that she felt like she was gradually snatching control over her body.
The arms can move.
Next look at the legs...
"Xiaolan!" Jasmine's shout came from the living room again.
Her graceful butterfly wings turned into gliders, and Jasmine swung into the balcony like a colorful dart.
I didn't expect Jasmine to be so good at flying.
"What did you see?" Xiaolan turned her head suddenly, and her neck snapped. The bones of her cervical spine could move, and severe pain followed.
Xiaolan grinned and found that her expression could be controlled freely.
"The entrance to Madam's yard..."
"You've already flown to Madam's yard?!" It took less than five seconds.
"Shut up."
"OK."
"There are people at the entrance to Madam's yard," Jasmine stopped on Xiaolan's shoulder, "What are they discussing? Maybe they just found out that the village chief is dead, and it was that time."
"Have you seen the source of the trees?"
"No, I'll go out and have a look."
Jasmine flapped her wings suddenly, and even blew up a small whirlwind, which swept into Xiaolan's face.
Does this Jasmine think of herself as an eagle?
Soon, Jasmine flew back shouting.
It's too fast, it's too fast.
Is it so convenient to fly? It's faster than running.
"They are here, and Lao Liu is here, and they entered the village chief's house together... Do you want me to fly in and have a look?"
"Don't... don't, Jasmine," Xiaolan tried her best to twist her neck back, "What will you do if you get caught?"
Xiaolan said it too politely, but in fact, what she was thinking in her mind was what would happen if you were shot to death.
"No, no, no," Jasmine spun around twice, "This identity is quite useful. You go ahead and get moving, and I'll go and eavesdrop."
Xiaolan tilted her neck and watched Jasmine quickly draw a blue arc. Before she could even say her words of dissuasion, she disappeared.
But I didn't expect it.
Jasmine really didn't come back after she left.
Just five minutes passed before Xiaolan started to worry.
What's going on? Have we been chatting for so long? With Jasmine's level, she should have been discovered long ago. If she was discovered, wouldn't she come back? Could it be?...
Xiaolan gathered her strength and moved her feet in fear.
Jasmine wouldn't have pounced first, my god, Luo Jiutian would have beaten me to death.
I don't know whether it was because of the anxiety or something else, but Xiaolan couldn't wake up the muscles of her legs. Her upper body gradually became controllable. She supported the armrests with both arms and exerted force. Without thinking, the rocking chair suddenly tilted forward.
His legs were still numb, and Xiaolan was knocked upside down by the rocking chair.
"Bah...bah...bah..."
Another mouthful of ashes.
She grabbed the ground and crawled forward little by little. Fortunately, the strength in her hands had returned to normal, enough to support her movement.
I vaguely remember... there seems to be a green bamboo wheelchair in the corner of the living room.
Xiaolan was very satisfied with the climb. After a while, the half-new wheelchair became Xiaolan's new ride.
Let's go out and see what's going on first...
After being idle for so long, the wheelchair is still smooth and smooth, and can even accelerate. It is really a good thing.
"Creak——"
Xiao Lan came to the door and happened to see Feng Mu Qiuyuan and Lao Liu walking out of the village chief's courtyard while talking.
In Lao Liu's hand, he was holding an exquisite bamboo and rattan small cage. The thing fluttering in the small cage was none other than Jasmine!