The scene was quiet for a moment, and everyone looked at each other speechlessly. There was a hint of depression in the silence. The sound of flapping wings of bees and butterflies could be heard in the ears, and the nasal sounds were also filled with fragrant fragrance.
A black and white bee suddenly appeared out of the crowd and landed on the woman's shoulder. It kicked its wings with one hind foot, and a short, pointed stinger was looming at the tail.
Liu Zhen's pupils shrank slightly and he couldn't help but said: "Be careful of the poison..."
Before she finished speaking, the woman picked up the bee, put it in front of her eyes and looked at it gently, and then flicked it out.
"The little poisonous wasp is just a little poisonous because it has been with this spiritual butterfly for a long time, but it can't help me."
Bees and butterflies are always surrounded here, with different patterns on their bodies and different beauty. It is more dazzling than this sea of flowers. It attracted everyone's attention from the beginning, so that no one even noticed the main character among them. This time, I listened to what the woman said. When I looked carefully, I couldn't see anything else for a while, but I saw scattered corpses on the ground. They were all poisonous wasps. Their corpses were intact. They were not injured by external force. They were afraid of being poisoned. .
This sight can already explain a lot.
The woman said softly: "These bees were originally born from spiritual flowers and herbs, but they are slightly poisonous because they live with the spiritual butterfly day and night. They are rare weapons for self-protection, but they are greedy and infatuated with beauty that does not belong to them. , died due to touching the scale powder of the spiritual butterfly or even directly touching the spiritual butterfly. Even if the spiritual butterfly deliberately keeps a distance from them, it is still like a moth to a flame."
"What kind of spirit butterfly is this?" Liu Zhen couldn't help but ask.
The woman chuckled, but did not answer. She pointed to a short pavilion covered with spiritual butterflies and poisonous bees, with a set of tables and chairs. She raised her chin slightly provocatively and asked, "Master, why don't you sit here?"
He Jietong frowned, while Lin Ming stood in front of Liu Zhen.
Liu Zhen patted He Jietong's shoulder and pulled Lin Ming to the side involuntarily. Lin Ming stepped back involuntarily, and Liu Zhen had already walked up.
"Senior brother..."
The two tried to stop them, but countless bees and butterflies surrounded them, preventing them from getting close.
Liu Zhen walked to the pavilion, surrounded by bees and butterflies, as if they were far away.
He was a little wary, but when he saw the woman's slightly amused expression, he suddenly became worried and strode forward towards the table and chairs. He saw bees and butterflies passing by, but they didn't touch him at all. Instead, a few poisonous bees crowded together with the spirit butterflies in a hurry. Within a moment, they were unable to fall down, and their life was gone. Several spirit butterflies floated down, surrounded the corpses of the poisonous bees, and carefully moved away with their tentacles. Touching, the wings flap one by one, as if telling sadness.
Seeing this, Liu Zhen couldn't help but stop and secretly regretted his recklessness just now, causing so many bees to die. Although they were poisonous bees, these little ones still aroused his pity at this time. He didn't know if it was because of these things. The influence of Psylocke.
"Master, do you know what it means to be reborn?" Just as he entered, the woman suddenly asked.
Liu Zhen didn't think much and said softly: "After death, there will be rebirth."
"Why must you die in the next life?" The woman was obviously not satisfied with Liu Zhen's answer, and asked further, "Since it is death, why should there be 'life'?"
Liu Zhen stared at the corpse of the poisonous bee on the ground, feeling inexplicably annoyed and said: "This is what the word "rebirth" means!"
"Isn't that what people mean?" The woman didn't give in at all, but she paused and spoke in a soft tone, "There is a thing in the world that is highly poisonous, but has a gentle temperament and cherishes life. Its nature is to like to interact with all kinds of people. We are close to this kind of life, but because the poison in our bodies can easily lead to death, we suppress our nature, stay away from life, and even prevent other lives from getting close. This is not to be unkind, but to let them go to the place of life and not to come to death..."
Liu Zhen reacted, looked at the sad spiritual butterflies, and said, "You mean these butterflies?"
The woman nodded and said: "This butterfly is called the past life butterfly. Others cannot get close to them, and they cannot get close to others."
Liu Zhen shook his head, but remained silent. After a while, he sighed and said casually: "That's all right. Beautiful things will no longer be beautiful if they fall into human hands. They are not close to each other. Only by thinking about them can beauty last forever." .”
When he said this, Liu Zhen seemed to be intoxicated, but he didn't know that when the woman looked at the spiritual butterflies, there was a hint of disappointment flowing in her eyes, and she said softly: "It's okay if this is always the case, it's just that the world is not going well." It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil in the world, just as people's hearts are changeable. We share life and death now, but we may not know whether our swords will be facing each other in the future."
Such a beautiful woman could have such a sentiment about the vicissitudes of life. Because she didn't know why the other party was sighing like this, and because she had few lives and lack of experience, Liu Zhen did not answer the question.
Soon the woman suddenly stood up, bowed politely, and said to Liu Zhen: "This little girl is the shopkeeper of the Yueling Inn, her common name is Zhao Yueling. She made the young master laugh with her wantonness."
Liu Zhen quickly returned the gift, but his movements were unskilled and even a little clumsy. He said, "I am Liu Zhen, a disciple of the Qingyang Sect, one of the most famous sects in the world of immortality..."
Zhao Yueling couldn't help but smile and said: "Even if the Qingyang Sect is one of the most famous sects in the world of immortality, and the young master is a member of this famous sect, there will be no special care in this Yueling Inn."
Liu Zhen patted his forehead lightly, thinking that this experience was obviously to conceal his true identity, and he didn't want to keep a low profile, so why was he clumsy and said something stupid at this time.
But when he thought about it, Liu Zhen himself laughed first.
Zhao Yueling picked up a porcelain pot on the table, took out another cup, and poured it gently, and amber-colored viscous liquid poured out. The cup was full of sweetness, making people intoxicated and forgetting everything.
Zhao Yueling saw all the emotions written on Liu Zhen's face and couldn't help but smile. He handed the cup forward and said: "Although the reborn butterfly cannot be touched, the honey collected by the poisonous bees that live with it day and night is delicacies in the world, and there are... The pure spiritual energy contained in it is of great benefit to immortal cultivators. Sir, would you like a drink?"
Liu Zhen seemed to be waiting for these words, and immediately nodded and took it. He couldn't wait to drink it all in one gulp, smacking his tongue repeatedly, but he couldn't get enough of it.
Zhao Yueling put away the cup, shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not that I'm stingy, but you shouldn't drink too much of this honey, especially if your cultivation level is below the One Yuan Realm, it's difficult to resolve the toxicity. Drinking too much may damage your cultivation level, or risk your life if you drink too much." Danger."
Liu Zhen was alert after hearing this.
Zhao Yueling smiled again and said: "Of course, just this cup is not only enough to satisfy your appetite, but this slight toxin is not only harmless, but it can stimulate the meridians and convert the pure spiritual energy into Yuanli. The benefits are obvious. "
Liu Zhen said slightly: "It's a pity that I can't drink more. This cup is too little and it's really not satisfying."
"When you can drink to your heart's content, even when it has no effect, it is a waste of natural resources." Zhao Yueling sat down casually, glanced at the people outside the pavilion who were staring eagerly inside, and motioned Liu Zhen to sit down as well, "Although the young master is Qingyang I am a disciple, but this trip down the mountain doesn’t look like it’s for training.”
Liu Zhen was startled and asked: "I don't think I'm here to practice, so what do I think I'm here for?"
Zhao Yueling pointed at Liu Tangtang outside the pavilion and said: "The young master is accompanied by a beauty, it's more like he is here to enjoy the mountains and rivers."
Liu Zhen couldn't help but glance at Liu Tangtang and saw that the woman had a slightly bitter look on her face. She was standing stiffly and her eyelids were slightly drooped. She really couldn't see much vitality. He couldn't help but shook his head and said casually: "It's not a beauty, I'm just a companion."
Zhao Yueling's eyes were filled with brilliance and he asked, "Did I see it wrong?"
Liu Zhen shook his head and said with a smile: "The shopkeeper can run this big inn, and his eyesight is beyond praise. I'm afraid it's not that the shopkeeper made a mistake, but that he misread it on purpose."
Zhao Yueling covered his mouth and said, "Just ask me to be more spiritual."
Liu Zhen couldn't help but turn his head and look at the people outside the pavilion. He saw that they didn't seem to hear the conversation inside. Although he didn't know the reason, they looked slightly relaxed and asked, "Is this appropriate?"
Zhao Yueling couldn't help laughing and said: "Young Master looks like a thief."
Liu Zhen pointed at himself, dumbfounded, while Zhao Yueling laughed more and more unbridled.
Outside the pavilion, He Jietong and Lin Ming had been worried about Liu Zhen, especially when they saw the poisonous bees landing, but now they saw that the two people seemed to be talking and laughing, and their behavior was casual, leaving the two monks two feet tall scratching their heads.
Although nothing happened, they still didn't dare to get close, because the bees and butterflies gave them a smell of danger, and the bees and butterflies crisscrossed back and forth, as if weaving together a mysterious array, isolating the sounds and smells inside and outside the short pavilion. Come on, no breakthrough.
