Chapter 339 Short and Easy

For a moment, Feng Junyang wanted to ask Mr. Butterfly to take off his mask and let himself see his face. He was still not the original person.

He always felt that he had fallen into a whirlpool. The rapid water flow and the powerful attraction at the bottom of the whirlpool made him sink deeper and deeper, as if he had fallen into a bottomless hole. The further down he went down, the more he felt, the more fearful he became... But he knew that it was too late to retreat.

They took a detour and entered the dense jungle. The hot sun scorched the earth, and the fast walk made both of them sweat. But Mr. Butterfly never took off the mask on his face, although he also wiped his sweat one after another.

"It's so hot, just the two of us, you can take off the mask..." Feng Junyang said half out of kindness and half out of curiosity.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, Mr. Butterfly scolded: "Do you have no brain or memory? How many times do I have to repeat before you can remember? I'm not who I used to be, and you're not who you used to be... Why do you still imagine us? Previous life? Did I say that anyone who sees my true face in the future will die?

Feng Junyang didn't expect to speak well. Mr. Butterfly would suddenly get angry. He doesn't remember when Mr. Butterfly said, "Whoever sees his true face will die", but Mr. Butterfly is angry, and he is not easy to face him.

It's just that Mr. Butterfly's sudden anger did not dispel his doubts about him, but made him more suspicious that he was indeed different from the past! Among other things, this irritable personality alone is completely different from the past!

After entering the dense jungle, the two naturally talked less because of the unpleasantness just now. After a valley, there were all white wild flowers, and butterflies and bees danced freely among the flowers. The two stood there and watched for a long time.

"If only one day I could be as free as a butterfly." Mr. Butterfly sighed, "Don't think about others, don't think about yourself, fly happily every day, spread your wings freely... In winter, you will curl up in the pupae and hibernate. As soon as spring comes, you will break out of the cocoon, which is a new life and a new beginning..."

After saying a few words, Feng Junyang couldn't help yearning for it. He couldn't help patting Mr. Butterfly on the shoulder and said, "You must wait until that day..."

Mr. Butterfly's thick shoulders and wet sweat made Feng Junyang so easily dispel his doubts. This is obviously a fresh person. Did he think too much?

"Let's take a break." Mr. Butterfly said tiredly, and then slowly sat down and lay in the thick wild flowers. He put his hands on his head. A pair of bright eyes behind the mask looked at the hot sun in the sky and said, "When there is sunshine, everything is hopeful."

"Sunshine is the happiest thing." Feng Junyang then lay down and enjoyed the bath of the sun. He knew that if he entered the interior of the vampire, he would probably live a dark day, and the sunshine would become more luxurious for him.

"Show it well, otherwise..." Feng Junyang stretched out a long lazy waist and said jokingly.

"Shh... Don't say those depressing words before you leave the teacher." Mr. Butterfly picked a wild flower from the side, put it on his nose and sniffed it, then put it in his mouth and chewed it with relish.

"This is the taste of the earth, the taste of life..." He muttered to himself while eating wild flowers.

"Yes, look how beautiful the world is. There are sunshine and flowers, hope and love... But some people have to go against the sky, trying to change the laws of nature, not grow old, and live forever... If I have an immortal body to live all the time, I dare not imagine what I will live every day like, I will squander, will not cherish it, and treat every day The extra day... How terrible, such a life is not over, there is no end, and you can't die. How painful it is..." Feng Junyang said to himself with his eyes closed.

"I remember when I was a child, my family was in the countryside. When spring and summer came, there were wild flowers and fruits all over the mountains, which was my happiest childhood... Oh, I can't go back..." Mr. Butterfly sighed.

"I also had a childhood like that." Feng Junyang continued, "In the back mountain of the Fengjia compound, there are many flowers and trees, which is my childhood playground... It may have been abandoned these years... I think we can't go back, but we can't let our next generation lose their childhood and have no childhood..."

"Do you think it's worth doing all this..." Mr. Butterfly asked, "Neither of us have no conditions to leave here. We have money and we have the ability... We can choose to cross the sea and leave here forever... Leaving here, we don't have to pay attention to the right and wrong here. We can live the free days we want. But if we choose to stay and stay, we will encounter many problems: we may be identified by vampires, and they will tear us to pieces; or if we are caught by the Dragon Team, we will die. If we escape from these two, we will end up in the dungeon of Jinmei Villa with vampires..."

Feng Junyang felt chilled when he heard it. But he still said, "Do you know that I don't have any ability, but I'm very lucky. From my reincarnation to my mother's belly, I am a lucky man..."

"How do you say that?" Mr. Butterfly asked sideways.

"In the fire of Jinmei Villa, my biological mother was pregnant with me, but she was injured that day and did not go to the birthday banquet and escaped. After giving birth to me, she put me in Feng's house to raise me. When I was a child, I was sick and difficult. Fortunately, a Taoist priest saved me... In school, many classmates who participated in the demonstration disappeared or were inexplicably missing or killed, but I escaped alive... During the period of following Ye Xuanji, there were thousands of mountains and rivers and small disasters. ... Just saying that I escaped from Mei Lanyue, I would die... Then Commander Wu wanted to kill me, and in a few seconds, I was saved by the little fox..." Feng Junyang talked about his adventures.

"That's all..." Mr. Butterfly said with a smile, "Don't you just want to tell me that if we follow you as a lucky star, we will turn bad luck into good luck?"

"That's for sure." Feng Junyang said solemnly.

"Then borrow your good words, borrow your good luck..." Mr. Butterfly unexpectedly stretched out his hand to give Feng Junyang a high-five.

"Bang..." The two of them hit their hands together and made a powerful sound.

Throughout the afternoon, the two were basking in the sun in the wild flowers. Going back too early would arouse the suspicion of vampires. They simply didn't go anywhere. They lay in the flowers and chatted. By the way, they talked about the next plan. The two talked casually, as if the danger of the future storm had nothing to do with them. Although they were about to face greater risks, what else is there to worry about now that they are in the flowers and under the blue sky?

As the night darkened, Mr. Butterfly got up reluctantly and said self-deprecatingly, "The sun is setting, and our pair of birds who lack freedom are going to return to their nest..."

"Let's go and come back tomorrow!" Feng Junyang said hopefully.

"Come back tomorrow?" Mr. Butterfly asked in a strange voice.

"Yes, come back tomorrow!" Feng Junyang and Mr. Butterfly said confidently together.

The two confident people passed through the dense jungle and got closer and closer to the vampire's "headquarters". Mr. Butterfly sprayed a lot of "chameleon" potions on Feng Junyang's body. Feng Junyang took the opportunity to joke, "I smell different from you!"

What does it taste like? Strong masculinity?" Mr. Butterfly also answered easily.

"No, this smell makes me think... It gives me answers to my previous doubts."

"Don't talk nonsense, what the hell is it?" Mr. Butterfly said anxiously. If I have another smell, it will make vampires doubt us..."

"Then let me tell you, it's the smell of people." After saying that, Feng Junyang laughed and laughed. The laughter spread in the night. Their relaxation and joy was not pretended.