Yan Xiaoyu stayed with a farmer because she was so ill that it was difficult to get out of bed and walk for a while. Later, she recovered and encountered a plague in the south. Countless people died in the plague.
Thousands of plans.
She looked at the hungry people on the roadside and continued to do good deeds along the way. Some of the treasures Xiao Ninglan once told her were taken out and exchanged for food and given to the hungry people. Later, she arrived at a place that had never been cultivated.
There were thick bushes here, and there had been no human habitation for who knows how many years. She held a long wooden stick and carefully pushed aside the weeds in front of her, walking carefully step by step.
She thought that she might be very close to Peach Blossom Island. It had been a year. Xiao Ninglan was probably no longer in this world, but his soul was still waiting for her on Peach Blossom Island. She firmly believed that.
When she walked to a pool, she was stunned by the scene in the pool. It was like a mirage. The reflections in the water were countless and beautiful. There were thousands of peach trees, and they were in various shapes every moment. The trees seemed to have their own personalities.
The flowers are blooming in clusters.
She looked around in surprise, but the sky was blue, the trees were green, there were rolling mountains in the distance, and an uninhabited wasteland nearby. She was a little anxious. She was sure that this must be the way to Peach Blossom Island.
Bitan.
She chopped wood, made a simple canoe, and rowed on the river with a bamboo pole. When the bamboo pole cut through the phantom of the water, a miracle happened. The water in the stagnant lake began to flow rapidly, and her canoe followed the flowing water.
As she swayed, she smelled the sweet scent of peach blossoms in the air.
About an hour later, the boat leaned against the rocky shore. She jumped out of the boat, and the warm wind blew the gauze on her face. She looked at the beautiful scene on the shore and was so excited that she could not speak.
Here, it is exactly as Xiao Ninglan described it, and it is exactly as in her dream. The beautiful pen and ink are indescribable. There are thousands of peach trees, as if each one is a flower spirit. They are fluttering in the wind, and their appearance is outstanding.
She walked among the flowers, looking at the blue sky, smooth white clouds, pink flowers, everything that was poetic and dreamlike, so she gently closed her eyes, and the warm breath here filled her heart.
When she was wandering in the sea of flowers, she saw a big golden tiger not far away. The big tiger glanced at her leisurely, then turned and walked in the other direction.
She didn't seem to be afraid of this beautiful golden tiger at all. She slowly approached it and wanted to say something, but she couldn't.
She recognized it. Half a year ago, on her way to the south, she saw this tiger. She followed the golden tiger closely and found the golden tiger inside a house.
The house was carved from a single log, and the exquisiteness was breathtaking. She stroked the wooden house, looked at the arrogant Jin Hu who didn't want to look at her, and asked in a low voice, "Is this where your master lives? Yours."
Where is the master? Do you mind if I live here from now on?"
Jinhu ignored her and just lay down and dozed in the sun. Yan Xiaoyu came close to it and stroked its hair. Although Jinhu didn't seem to like her, he didn't resist her touch and even tilted his head to let her
Touch the hair on your neck.
Yan Xiaoyu became excited. She stroked the golden tiger and smiled happily, "You know? We have met once before. When we were outside, I saw you on the carriage, but I don't know why.
When I see you so beautiful, I almost cry..."
As she said this, she felt sad again. She didn't know why, but when she saw this extremely beautiful golden tiger, she couldn't help but burst into tears. She smiled, cried, and combed the golden tiger's hair.
Before night came, she patted Jin Hu on the head and said, "Let me tell you, I didn't mean to occupy your master's house. I just borrowed it for one night. Also, I don't like anyone to disturb me when I sleep at night. You must
You can't come to my room, you know?"
Jin Hu glanced at her with disdain, then lowered his head and lay on the ground. Yan Xiaoyu entered the house, closed the doors and windows, and began to prepare for his nightly transformation.
When Xiao Ninglan woke up, the lights in the room were on. He remembered that he had never lit a lamp before, because lighting a lamp at night would make him think of Yan Xiaoyu more easily. But he was the only one on the island. Could it be that it was daytime?
, when he turned into a tiger, he lit the lamp out of boredom?
It's impossible. Logically speaking, a tiger doesn't have the intelligence to light a lamp, let alone during the day.
He pushed open the room and saw a colorful butterfly flying around the lights. He knew the butterfly here and he had saved its life before. Unexpectedly, it flew here.
He stretched out his hand to catch the butterfly and looked at the butterfly's flapping wings. He chuckled, "Fool, the fire will burn you. Stay away from the lights in the future!"
After finishing speaking, he was stunned. What was he doing? Talking to a butterfly? He had been waiting for Yan Xiaoyu on the island for half a year. For half a year, he was like a mute. He must have not spoken for a long time.
He let go of his hand and let go of the butterfly's wings, and the butterfly flew out. He looked at everything in the house and found that it had been moved. Could there be someone on the island?
He went out in panic and searched all over the mountains and plains, but found that there was nothing except an extra butterfly.
He returned to his cabin a little disappointed. What happened to him? Has he been lonely for too long? Xiaoyu is already dead. Wei Jinhan killed Yan Xiaoyu in front of him. What on earth is he still looking forward to?
Butterflies were flying around him. He turned to look at the little animal sitting on its shoulder and sighed, "Little thing, do you know that I left my wife for a long time, and I have been waiting here for her soul.
But she never came..."
"Little thing, some people say that butterflies are the incarnation of human souls. If one day you see a woman named Yan Xiaoyu, can you tell her that I really miss her, Xiao Ninglan, really miss her..."
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