The Mystery of the Ancient Scrolls

Although Xia Dongli scolded her face to face, Shen Youran didn't care at all: "Dongli..." He put his arm around Xia Dongli's shoulder and said with a smile, "This wife is not as important as a brother!"

Xia Dongli slapped Shen Youran's hand off his shoulder with a 'snap' and walked aside.

"Come here, leisurely." Bai Xiaojia stood at the left corner of the sofa and waved to them.

It wasn't until they reached Bai Xiaojia's position that Shen Youran and the others realized that there was actually a door on the wall. The moment Bai Xiaojia turned the handle to open the door, both of them thought they had traveled to another country in an instant.

There is a huge white round bed in the center of the room. Right above the bed is a palace mosquito net made of white gauze hanging down to the ground, which looks extremely fairy-like.

However, the above mentioned is not the main point. What is really amazing is that the walls around the room are covered with butterflies of all kinds and colors.These butterflies are sealed in a transparent glass frame, whether viewed alone or in groups, they are very beautiful, especially eye-catching.

"Are Xiaojia's butterflies real?" Shen Youran asked looking at the butterflies on the wall who couldn't tell the real from the fake.

"Of course!" Bai Xiaojia nodded, "These are all real butterfly specimens made by my uncle himself!" It was easy to hear her admiration for Bai Xiaoyun in her words.

"Your uncle is really careful!" Shen Youran praised. The butterfly specimens here are lifelike. It is roughly estimated that there are thousands of them and each one is kept very intact. It can be seen that the person who made it must be very hardworking and have considerable endurance. good.

Bai Xiaojia smiled and walked to the side of the big round bed: "There are more beautiful ones!" After speaking, she took out a remote control on the bed and pressed it. In an instant, a large number of butterflies appeared on the roof, and then they flew down slowly. It fell down and formed a butterfly rain.

"Look, Dongli..." Shen Youran called out, pointing at the beautiful scenery in front of her eyes.

Seeing the butterflies that were about to fall, Xia Dongli couldn't help stretching out his hands to touch them, but for some reason they all hovered in the air collectively when they landed about ten centimeters above their heads.

"Officer Xia, they can't fly down!" Seeing Xia Dongli's movements, Bai Xiaojia smiled and shook her head, then pointed to the butterfly in front of her: "Look carefully!"

After Bai Xiaojia reminded Xia Dongli, it turned out that these butterflies did not fly down by themselves. In fact, they were just butterfly specimens like the ones on the surrounding walls.The reason why the phenomenon of flying and falling together just now was because each butterfly was connected by a very thin transparent line. If Xia Dongli read it correctly, that line was the usual fishing line.

"Does your uncle like butterflies very much?" Xia Dongli asked looking at the butterflies in the room. It's not surprising that a little girl likes beautiful butterflies, but it's a little curious that an old man likes them so much. Neither that room nor the room in which they stood now looked very much like a man's hand.

"I don't know if he likes it..." Bai Xiaojia thought for a while and replied, "Uncle has always said that my mother likes butterflies very much. As for him... Now that I think about it, it seems that I have never heard him say it..." After speaking, he put the remote control back on the bed and stood aside, tilting his head, wondering what he was thinking?

After finishing his work in the orchard, Bai Xiaoyun enthusiastically wanted to keep them here for dinner, but Shen Youran and Xia Dongli rejected his offer on the grounds that they had something to do and left.

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