You know I love biology, right? Actually, my interest stems from an experience I had as a child. My hometown is a small village in Qishan. I loved playing outside, and one day, while chasing a blue butterfly… you can't imagine how beautiful that butterfly was. Its wings were like human eyes, and its azure color resembled the phosphorescence of the ocean. I even felt that I saw an entire life reflected in that butterfly.

You have no idea how beautiful it is. I think I saw the boundless Damxung Grassland, the majestic Chomulari Mountain, and the astonishing Skull Wall! I chased it into a small canyon and found it had flown into a cave. The entrance was about a person's height and covered with grass.

"And then?" Zhao Xian and Wu Yongci were both intrigued.

Are there butterflies this beautiful? Can one see their entire life reflected in a butterfly's wings?

That can't be!

It wasn't just two boys; Fang Zong heard the 'blue butterfly' and looked over in surprise.

But... the noodles with minced meat sauce are really delicious.

The noodles were as thin as cicada wings and as fine as silk threads, with more soup than noodles, and the exquisite seasoning made it hard for him to look away.

Let's just eat slowly first, and then listen to a few people having some crazy conversations.

Han Die said mysteriously, "I was still young back then. I saw the cave but was too scared to go in. I wanted to leave, but I couldn't bear to part with that beautiful blue butterfly. So I waited and waited there, but I couldn't resist and went in! Guess what I found!"

Zhao Xian and Wu Yongci listened intently; it was a suspenseful and engaging story, and they held their breath.

Fang Zong finished eating, yawned, and continued listening.

Han Die said with hope, "I found out that it really was a cave, but an old man was blocking the entrance. The old man's face was covered with wrinkles like a spider web... You have no idea how old he was! I was scared to death, so I turned around and ran, but I didn't get far before I realized I was lost. I had to turn back and hide in the bushes to secretly watch the old man."

"And then what?" Zhao Xian and Wu Yongci were very curious.

"Then he found me and told me that I absolutely could not go inside the cave, or I would turn into a blue butterfly. Isn't that strange? After hearing that, I fell asleep. When I woke up, I could no longer find the canyon."

"You must have met a deity!" Zhao Xian thought positively and tried to please Han Die.

Wu Yongci immediately spat out, "Gods? More like ghosts! I've only heard of the resurgence of ghostly energy and the presence of many ghosts, who's ever heard of gods?"

"Don't give me that. If there are ghosts, why aren't there gods? Besides, if she were a ghost, would Han Die be so beautiful and graceful? She's absolutely mesmerizing!"

Zhao Xian praised Han Die for every three sentences he said, and Han Die was so happy that she kept blinking.

She put down her chopsticks and said, "Okay, I'm finished eating. Shall we go take a look?"

As he stood up, he added reassuringly, "Don't worry, I've never been able to find this canyon before, and I might not be able to this time either. Even if I do find it, the old man didn't cause me any trouble last time..."

Two men and one woman paid the bill and left. Fang Zong thought for a moment, then put down his chopsticks, paid the bill, and left as well.

There was a tricycle parked at the entrance, the kind with a green metal sheet in the front and goods loaded in the back. When Han Die got on the tricycle, Fang Zong couldn't help but take a second look.

I haven't seen this in ages.

He has a feeling of the early 20th century -_-||.

“My hometown village was demolished a long time ago, and there’s no good road to get there, so this is the only one I can drive. I rented it, so you can sit in the back.”

Han Die gave instructions to the two boys, and Zhao Xian and Wu Yongci jumped up with great interest.

Just before driving off, Han Die felt someone watching her. Surprised, she turned around and saw a figure carrying a guitar case on his back.

"It's that man from the store earlier, he's quite handsome."

Han Die still remembers Fang Zong.

She had just secretly glanced at Fang Zong a few times.

The legendary old three-wheeled motorcycle was quite novel, but Fang Zong wasn't in the mood to wait for the three-wheeled motorcycle to travel at its pitiful speed.

He found a secluded spot, soared into the sky, and flew straight toward the location marked on his phone's navigation.

A man and a cat, a guitar concealing a knife.

With a contented smile and a hint of murderous intent in his lips, Fang Zong flew more than thirty miles.

And then... nothing happened.

No canyon,

No butterflies

It's just a desolate wasteland full of rocks!

Fang Zong had Hu Batian use his demonic energy to conceal his presence. After thinking for a moment, he sat on a bare rock and waited quietly.