"Why aren't you playing with them? What are you doing back here?" Zhang, the leader of the alliance, said to Huo Xiaolong.
"Xiangxiang and Dani'er are playing with Xiongzai, while Master Miao and Sister Liuxu have gone to catch butterflies."
"Butterfly?"
"Hey, butterfly!"
"Long'er! Long'er! Your bear cub has run away!"
Hearing the call, Huo Xiaolong jumped down from Zhang Mengzhu's arms and ran towards the sound. Xiongzai had indeed run away, chasing butterflies. Da Nier and Hou Xiangxiang were chasing after Xiongzai, while Liu Xu and Miao Cuifang were chasing butterflies in the trees.
"Little potato! That butterfly was something I gave to your sister Willow Catkins to make poison. If your bear cub eats it, I'll make him take the butterfly's place!"
Miao Cuifang shouted at the little dumpling
Under her father's brainwashing, Huo Xiaolong now thinks, like her father, that the Miao people are the most difficult people in the martial arts world to deal with. So when she heard that they were going to use the bear cub to make Gu poison, her short legs moved even faster.
Bear cub, I hope you're just chasing after it for fun, otherwise I might not be able to save you this time.
The brown bear finally stopped in the middle of the rapeseed flowers. The golden rapeseed flowers covered the hillsides, and when the wind blew, they surged like golden waves.
A bear and a butterfly stood at the deepest part of the room. The butterfly, with its vibrant blue color, shone even brighter in the sunlight. It perched on the bear cub's nose, its wings still fluttering.
The bear cub's eyes were practically crossed, staring blankly at the thing on the tip of its nose.
"Little Bear, don't move, listen to me."
If you don't listen, Master Miao will give you something, and you'll feel terrible, but there's nothing you can do about it.
Miao Cuifang and Liu Xu also arrived at the edge of the flower bushes. The girl looked at this scene and laughed out loud. Liu Xu rarely laughed like this. The flower bushes, the beautiful woman, and the willow catkins dancing in the air.
The light, fluffy white down sometimes brushes against people's faces, causing a slight itch, just like Miao Cuifang's heart right now. For some reason, the young man felt an itch in his heart as he looked at the willow catkins.
Perhaps it was the bear cub's cross-eyed eyes that amused her, or perhaps it was the yellow flower petals covering Huo Xiaolong's head that were too eye-catching. In any case, her apprentice laughed. The Miao youth thought to herself that her apprentice looked many times more handsome when he smiled than usual.
Seeing how little she usually eats, and how her waist is so slender, even thinner than the girls in their Miao village, he was really afraid that the willow catkins would be blown away by a gust of wind.
The girl didn't think too much about it. She looked up at the sky, watching the willow catkins dancing in the wind, and thought.
Suddenly, her obsessions didn't seem so important anymore. Her mother didn't want to leave her either, but fate was hard to defy.
Now, my name is Willow Catkins.
I have family and friends.
I do what I love, and I live a life that other women in Jiangnan envy.
At this point, I was completely satisfied.
The girl's obsession vanished, tears slid down her cheeks, and she stepped towards the bear cub in the flower bushes, her fingers lightly tracing the petals, leaving a faint fragrance on the hem of her skirt.
Miao Cuifang saw the tear, but he didn't say anything. Who doesn't have a story? Although his young apprentice was not old, he had a lot on his mind.
Seeing someone approaching, the butterfly stirred again, and just as it was about to fly away, the bear cub yelped and snatched it into its mouth.
"Aaaaah! Little Bear, don't be stupid!"
Huo Xiaolong reached into the bear cub's mouth to pull out the butterfly. The little creature's wings were wet with saliva, and it was half-dead when it was rescued.
The little dumpling quickly condensed a drop of spiritual spring water in its palm. Just one drop was enough. It mixed with the butterfly's and the bear cub's saliva in its palm, so it was not noticeable.
"Don't you dare die! If you die, my little bear cub will be practically half dead too!"
The Miao boy approached the group with a gloomy demeanor. Huo Xiaolong presented him with a butterfly in both hands and said...
"Master Miao, I think it can still live, what do you think?"
Miao Cuifang thought the butterfly was dead. It was a magical butterfly that could not be found in Miao territory. When raised with a psychedelic flower, as long as it flapped its wings and its feathers fell, people with weak minds would fall into a hallucination and only wake up after a while.
He had only seen it in Miao witchcraft books; this was the first time he had actually seen it in person.
No wonder there aren't any in Miao territory. These things prefer cold weather and are all in border towns. This butterfly is the biggest one Miao Cuifang has ever seen. It looks very robust. If you take good care of it, it should live for two or three years. Then find it a companion so that the willow catkins can have a continuous supply of magical butterflies.
Perhaps because the young man had no other apprentices, he paid special attention to Liu Xu, carrying more bottles and jars than he himself possessed.
"Master, I don't want to hang them anymore. I have too many on me, and they clang and jingle when I walk."
"It's alright, that's how we Miao people are. Besides, the jingling sound when we walk is quite pleasant and intimidating."
This air of mystery and the clanging sound are enough to scare away those with ill intentions in the martial arts world. His apprentice is weak and frail; he'll definitely be bullied if he goes out to do anything in the future.
Whether it was Huo Xiaolong's prayers that worked or the spiritual spring's effect was too good, the half-dead, paralyzed butterfly on his hand fluttered its wings twice and stood up again.
Miao Cuifang took out a silver hairpin from her bosom. The top of the hairpin was decorated with a flower bud that looked like beeswax. The man gently took the butterfly and let it rest on the flower bud.
"Wow! It's not flying anymore!"
The butterfly stayed obediently on the flower bud, without moving, occasionally fluttering its wings to show that it was alive.
"These are honey beads I made from psychedelic nectar; they'll be making their home here from now on," Miao Cuifang said to Liu Xu.
The man raised his hand and inserted the hairpin into the girl's hair. Liu Xu was startled by this sudden action. She looked at the young man in front of her, her ears turning slightly red.
"Thank you... thank you, Master."
The atmosphere was a bit off. Huo Xiaolong pulled Xiongzai by the ear and went to play with his girlfriends in another part of the flower bushes, while Zhang Mengzhu watched them from the side.
Spring has arrived, and the hibernating animals have all awakened, so he can easily deal with any wild beasts that might come his way.
If they can overcome the poison of the little seedling, Miao Cuifang is very famous in Miao territory and is a leader among the younger generation.
Unfortunately, the Miao region isn't as sophisticated as people imagine. They live in poor conditions, can't grow their own food, and have to buy it from outside. Every family is dirt poor.
Rumors circulate that the birth of a Miao person is a sign of impending doom.
What a disaster! That's all nonsense. What disaster is that for them? They're just poor. They'll do anything to make money, regardless of gender. As long as they don't commit murder, robbery, or fraud, they'll do almost anything to make money.
The methods were a bit ruthless, but that's understandable; that's what they learned from elementary school.
"What are Master Miao and Sister Liuxu doing?" Hou Xiangxiang asked, leaning closer.
"Practicing martial arts," Da Ni'er replied matter-of-factly.
The young Miao man could fly on the petals without harming them at all, his toes barely touching the ground. Liu Xu smiled and handed him a flower wreath.
"I have nothing to give you, Honey Pearl. You must have put in a lot of effort. I will..."
“It’s what I should do,” Miao Cuifang said, then added a sentence as if he had thought of something.
"It's only right that I treat you well and give you my best."
right!
The people of the Central Plains say, "A teacher for a day is a father for life," so I am her father!
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