Butterflies fluttering like snow in flocks...

At first, it was just one, but it landed on the back of the hand of a little girl about three years old, and without attracting anyone's attention, the mouthparts rolled out, gently punctured the skin, and began treatment.

The girl's mother held the sick child, who was weaker than the adult, and could easily become seriously ill in the face of this toxin.

The little face was burning red, the body temperature was hot, the consciousness fell into a daze, the body was weak and paralyzed in the arms of his mother, muttering some words inarticulately, listening carefully, but he was talking nonsense about his favorite food, friends, and parents.

This heartbreaking appearance made the helpless woman as a mother cry silently, wiping her tears weakly and haggardly.

In the Zen temple, although the kind-hearted monks in the temple served the potion, it never got better, which made the stone in the mother's heart more and more heavy.

Looking at the statue of Kannon in the temple, I can't help but pray...

"Bodhisattva, show mercy and manifest your spirits..."

Despair, helplessness, and small hope...

Although I knew that the possibility of such a miracle was very small, I couldn't help but think about it and pray for God's mercy.

And then...

A miracle of God happened.

"Mother? Why are you crying? The small milk voice, although weak and laborious, sounded in the arms in a clear and orderly manner.

Suddenly stunned, looked down, looked at the child who opened his eyes and had bright eyes, opened his mouth slightly in disbelief, and then, tears fell like an open faucet....

"Yaya? Are you awake? ”

Obviously, yes...

On the back of the hand, and the butterfly that turned dark green took off, flapping its wings, and flew in front of the eyes of the mother and daughter...

Under the sun, the dark green butterfly is like a piece of crystal clear jade, the beauty is not like a creature, like a carefully carved art body, unreal and dreamy, the sunlight through the small wings, refracted into other colors, in front of the eyes like star dust falling.

So...

What is this?

Such a question mark rises in the minds of adults.

And the innocent child was already crying out happily.

"Butterflies! Mother! It's a little butterfly~"

Butterflies look so valuable?

The mother looked confused and forgave her for her long hair and short knowledge, but she also knew that looking like this was basically a valuable jade ornament.

The transparent butterfly wings, as thin as cicada wings, with patches of water green and light spots, flickered gently in front of your eyes...

couldn't help but reach out and wanted to touch it, but was deftly dodged by the butterfly.

No, how is my child doing?

The mother lowered her head and looked at the child who was struggling in her arms and became energetic, although she could still vaguely see the previous weakness, but this scene, no one knew that the condition had improved.

The child blinked his big innocent eyes, not knowing why his mother had such a hellish expression.

"Mother, I want butterflies~I want butterflies~"

But it doesn't stop the child from starting to bear as soon as he opens his eyes.

The mother burst into tears and laughed, her child was really well, and she was relieved to see that she could still bear like this.

Looking up, I saw the fluttering butterflies, and at this time, the second dark green butterfly flew into the air, and at a strange time, it was followed by the third, and the temple square was whispering sadly and faintly mourning, and I don't know when it became quiet.

Fourth, fifth, more and more dark green butterflies flew in the air, and soon, so many that they became too many to count, and a large area of green gathered in the air into a butterfly flock...

More and more people looked up at this sight, staring wordlessly...

The poisoned and unconscious people opened their eyes, the people who groaned in pain unconsciously stopped, the busy monks, the buckets in their hands fell to the ground in the wonderful scene like impact, the Jianghu guests looked at the butterflies vigilantly, but a gentle qi in the body flowed, the body regained its strength, making people confused, and the children's innocent and cheerful laughter sounded.

What happened?

The adults tacitly thought about the same thing, and just when they couldn't help but whisper and discuss, changes unfolded in front of their eyes...

Under the sun, the flocks of flying butterflies turned into dark green star-like fine sand in front of their eyes, drifting away with the wind, and disappearing into the sky and the earth with a clean one.

In the distance outside the temple, Kikyo opened his eyes, stopped the manipulation of the technique, took Ling's little hand, and left without looking back, and his back disappeared into the forest.

At this time, after a long period of silence, as the patient was cured, people realized what had happened.

After looking around blankly, he felt that his physical condition had changed again, and he said in a loud voice with some sudden surprise.

"The Bodhisattva has appeared!!"

"The Bodhisattva has appeared!!"

"The Bodhisattva of great compassion and compassion has come to save us! ~”

After a moment of stunned, people reached a consensus, and when they looked at each other, they spontaneously knelt on the ground and bowed to Guanyin Bodhisattva from the bottom of their hearts.

He shouted the name of the Bodhisattva again and again, and muttered words of gratitude incoherently.

In the square, the monks clasped their hands together and whispered the scriptures of great compassion.

The Jianghu guests put down their knives, looked at the heavens with awe-inspiring eyes, and knelt down to thank the Bodhisattva for saving their lives from the bottom of their hearts.

In the hall of the main hall of the Zen Temple, in front of the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva, the old monk of the abbot wearing a robe with gray eyebrows and beard stopped chanting the scriptures, got up from the futon, turned to look at the sky outside the hall, folded his hands, and whispered to himself with the wisdom of years in his eyes.

"Amitabha, great goodness, the poor monks have thanked this benefactor for his great kindness."

After the words fell, after a bow, he sat down on the futon again and continued to recite the scriptures.

You don't have to care about thank you or anything, even if it's the wrong person, the important thing is that the smile on people's faces, bellflower is just doing what he wants to do, even if the big monk thanks him in person, bellflower will only smile and say a word.

It's good to be there, it doesn't matter who you thank, it's important to know how to be grateful.

Doing good deeds for the sake of gratitude is not called goodness, it is called complacency.

However, it is only natural that good deeds will be rewarded, and if the old monk gives Kikyo money, Kikyo will gladly accept it.

The poisoning treatment incident is an understanding so far, and the follow-up is not over yet.

So, who poisoned it, what poison, and where did it come from?

They all need to be determined one by one.

After leaving the Zen Temple, after being sent to search for the Dead Soul Worm, Kikyo quickly found the location of the incident.

A pebble river beach, beautiful and secluded, a small silver-white waterfall hanging on a boulder in the distance, a quiet forest full of insects and birds, and the occasional roar destroys the harmony here.

Led Ling to the river beach, picked up Ling so as not to step on his trouser legs, and looked at the river that was not deep.

At this time, four or five floating corpses were floating on the surface of the river, stopped by the large rocks that barred the river.

The stench came to my nose.

It's not normal, even if it's summer now, but in the river, there's no reason why corpses rot so quickly.

Kikyo frowned, looking at the lifeless corpse.

The anger disappeared too cleanly, and there was no remnant of the soul.

The process of leaving the body of the soul takes at least seven days, and it is not excluded that there are exceptions with strong inspiration before death, but these corpses are all like this, which is not normal.

Kikyo thought of possibility, and the soul was taken away?

Also, the previous roar, although the voice was distorted and distorted, Kikyo was sure that it was someone shouting.

So, here's somebody...

So, who's going crazy?