On the evening of May 21, before Luo Yifan entered the room

Through the crack in the door of his room, the man saw the new guest, which Mo Xiangxi welcomed in. Mo Xiangxi seemed to be very moved by the woman beside the guest. The man didn't remember how long it took for him to see Mo Xiangxi's obsessive look.

‘Hmph! That’s how he is, always maintaining a passion for the young girl!’ The man laughed in his heart and scoffed at Mo Xiangxi’s expression.

However, he only dared to do this. If he was in person, he would never dare to bump into Mo Xiangxi, including Mo Xiangdong in the past.

He felt a little disappointed with his cowardice. The man left the crack in the door and sat on the floor against the wall. He liked the feeling of the cold floor, which made his mind look clearer.

Once many things become complicated, the man will be a little confused. Just like her relationship with that person, he has always been at a disadvantage and obeyed others. He wants to change this state, but he doesn't know what to do!

‘When you leave these people in the future, your life will be free!’ The man comforted himself, and his ears were still listening to the conversations of the people downstairs.

His room was not soundproof, and he could clearly hear everyone's voice in the living room, including some people who were involved in his heart, the collision of wooden boards and shelves in his hands, which had always been the most wonderful music for him.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, the man sitting on the ground suddenly heard someone outside saying he wanted to borrow the room on the first floor. This made him wake up instantly and an idea came to his mind.

He felt that this was the most wonderful idea he had ever thought of. He hurriedly got up from the ground, and the man began to search between his books, and finally he grabbed the ink-absorbing paper like a letter paper.

‘That’s right, that’s it,’ the man thought: ‘The things I finally got must not be wasted!’

Carefully tear the ink-absorbing paper into three parts along the gap between the handwriting, rolling them into strips, and then stuffing them into pockets, the man quickly left the room through the window.

He was very familiar with the place and knew exactly how to go around the window of the first floor room, but the problem was that he had to place the ink-absorbing paper before the person in the living room entered the room.

I was thinking quickly in my mind, where should I put the ink-absorbing paper? It can not only show concealment, but also allow new guests to discover their existence.

After thinking about it, the old pen holder he once left on the mantel is the most suitable place. Apart from that, men can't think of a better place.

Putting aside the chaotic thinking, the man decided to place three pieces of ink-absorbing paper in his pen holder, praying in his heart that things would be successful. The man arched his body and entered his destination.

Fortunately, a window lock here broke, otherwise entering the room would become a troublesome thing. The man was glad in his heart and quickly stuffed the things in his hand into the pen holder, and then returned to the window to hide.

He took less than a minute to do this process, but it felt as long as an hour passed. Until he left the room, his heart was still pounding, his nerves were so nervous that he didn't even dare to lift his head.

Squatting outside the window in the corner of the wall, the man leaned against the cover of the wall and listened to the sounds in the room. The two people in the room began to talk. They were indeed here to explore the secrets of Butterfly Valley, and they seemed to have discovered something about themselves.

After hearing the talk about oil paintings in the room, the man began to regret taking out the painting. He didn't want to hang it in this room, but wanted to hang it in the room where the person lived so that he could guess what he was thinking.

However, Mo Xiangxi discovered the painting. The man had no choice but to watch Mo Xiangxi take the painting away. Mo Xiangxi might have wanted to use the painting to hide something? Or maybe he saw through the meaning in the painting and wanted to threaten him. Anyway, no matter what, hanging this painting is a danger.

Besides, someone has seen through the meaning of it now. The man quietly left the hiding place. After returning to his room, he lay straight on the floor like a dead person, restoring his panic just now.

When men are panicked, they will become very lazy and lazy. They don’t want to do anything, just want to lie there and wait in a mess.

‘If everything could be discussed with him, how good would it be, I wouldn’t have to worry so much myself!’ Before falling asleep, the man thought.

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Everything is moving in the established direction, the dead have been eliminated, can the survivors save their lives? Perhaps the answer to all this is in the upcoming trip to Butterfly Valley.

At noon on May 22, Mo Xiangxi had made all preparations. His feet seemed to have not recovered yet and he was still a little inconsistent when walking, but Mo Xiangxi tried his best to hide it and prevent the guests from thinking that there was anything unusual about him.

Mo Haiyou had roughly performed a physical examination on Shen Yayi and confirmed that there was no serious injury, but Shen Yayi was still in a coma, so his trip to Butterfly Valley this year was destined to be ruined.

Another person who can't make a move is Song Yuehua. She has been in poor spirits since the morning of May 22. The reason for not going there is that the work has not been completed, and she just said that she would go out with Dai Lu in the afternoon to purchase sculpture materials.

But Song Yuehua asked Mo Xiangxi to bring her a complete butterfly specimen back, and Mo Xiangxi naturally agreed. This is not a free gift. A complete butterfly specimen can be sold for a lot of money! Of course, others would rather go to the Butterfly Valley to choose by themselves.

After Mo Xiangxi settled Shen Yayi, he returned to the living room and asked everyone: "Who else is in good health? There is no way to drive in the car to Butterfly Valley. It takes a long walk to the mountain road. If you feel uncomfortable, you can stay at home with the maid. Today, Cha Xiang and Dai Lu will stay here, waiting for us to go home."

Luo Yifan asked: "How long does it take to walk on the mountain road?"

"Well, I guess it's about two hours. Anyway, I felt very tired when I left!" Su Zihan interrupted from the side. Since Shen Yayi's accident, he has spoken relatively more. The most important thing is that Yun Yamu and Xiao Mo are both unwilling to speak more.

After hearing the answer, Luo Yifan frowned. When walking on the mountain road for two hours, his sister Luo Yun was definitely not good. Luo Yun had suffered a leg injury and was very poor in physical condition. She would usually pant when climbing higher floors. How could she walk on the mountain road for such a long time?

Luo Yifan looked at his sister and asked, "Has there been no mountain roads in the mountains here been dug? Can't even carts get in?

"It's not that there are no, but some places cannot be dug. There are many valleys and valleys of all sizes here, with rugged rocks, and it's really impossible to drive a car in." Mo Xiangxi said in an apology.

Luo Yun felt that she seemed like a burden and asked everyone to worry about her repeatedly, so she stretched out her hand and pulled the corner of La Luo Yifan's clothes and was about to say something, but her words were interrupted by her husband.
Chapter completed!