Chapter 7 Chapter Seven: The Butterfly Spreads Its Wings

Pang Ban stood in the small pavilion in the garden with his hands behind his back, silently looking at the gurgling stream flowing under the small bridge outside the pavilion. A butterfly folded its wings and rested motionless on a tall rock beside the stream, making it impossible to know how beautiful the colorful pictures on its wings are. Only waiting for the moment when she flies up. The footsteps of Qingfang Feather came. The white servant's voice sounded outside the pavilion: "Master! Miss Lian Xiuxiu sent someone to send a bamboo tube." Butterfly still does not move.

Pang Ban said: "Put it on the stone platform for me." The white servant respectfully placed a beautifully crafted bamboo tube with carved pictures on the table, exited the pavilion, and stood still with hands down. Pang Ban withdrew her gaze from the butterfly, turned around, and looked at the bamboo tube.I saw a guzheng carved on the body of the tube, and there is also a poem, which reads: "Throwing away the remnants of singing and dancing is the root of sorrow." The expression on Pang Ban's face remained unchanged. He silently picked up the bamboo tube, pulled out the piston, took out a roll of rice paper hidden in it, and opened it. It turned out that the words "Xiaohuaxi" were written on it, which was the same as the one in "Xiaohuaxi" that night. "The fonts on the plaque seen at the main entrance are exquisite, beautiful and elegant, and you can tell at a glance that they are written by the same hand.

But just like on the plaque, there is neither a payment nor a payment. Pang Ban stared intently at the small banner sent by Lian Xiuxiu for a long while, and said calmly, "Who sent it?" The white servant replied solemnly: "It was sent by Cha Zhiqin himself." Pang Ban said indifferently: "Please come in!" The white servant left as ordered, and after a while he brought in the trembling Cha Zhiqin and waited outside the pavilion. Pang Ban still didn't take his eyes off the rice paper, and said calmly, "Brother Cha!" Cha Zhiqin hastily bowed to return the salute, but almost didn't kneel down.

Pang Ban raised his head, his eyes that seemed to see through everything fell on Cha Zhiqin's face, and said calmly: "Has Miss Xiuxiu left 'Xiaohuaxi'?" Cha Zhiqin was shocked, finally knelt down, and said in a trembling voice: "The villain is so admired, the villain only let Miss Xiuxiu ask me to bring this bamboo tube, how could the magician know? " Pang Ban sighed: "These three characters are written firmly, full of determination to go and never return, but in the last stroke, he hesitated for a while, but left the difficult house, it's like a 'throwing away the root of sorrow of singing and dancing', What a pity for Xiuxiu." Without waiting for Cha Zhiqin to respond, he asked again, "Where did Miss Xiuxiu go?"

Cha Zhiqin said: "Miss Xiuxiu is already on her way to the capital." Pang Ban said: "Miss Xiuxiu asked you to tell me, or it's your own idea." Cha Zhiqin said fearfully: "It's the villain's idea, but at that time I asked Miss Xiuxiu if she would allow me to tell the magician where she is, Miss Xiuxiu smiled sadly, but didn't answer me, and got into the car. " Pang Ban's face didn't fluctuate at all, and he said calmly: "Brother Cha invited you." Cha Zhiqin hurriedly stood up, bowed and retreated, and did not dare to turn around until he exited the gravel road leading to the Moon Gate, and accompanied his subordinates by the white servant.

Pang Ban stood still, and after a while, he carefully rolled up the small banner, put it into the barrel, pushed back the piston, and put it behind his back. Fang Yeyu's figure with broad shoulders and long legs came into view. He went straight to the pavilion, saluted first, and then stood upright and said: "Master! Ye Yu has a knot that cannot be untied, please give me instructions." Pang Ban smiled slightly and said, "Is it for Qin Mengyao!" Fang Yeyu was shocked: "How could Master know?" Pang Ban looked up at the setting sun that was about to disappear in the distant mountains outside the wall like a big red wheel, and there was a trace of indescribable pain in his eyes.He let out a long breath and said: "Jing'an, oh Jing'an, only then can you pose such a difficult problem to me." After a pause, he said in a deep voice, "Is Gan Luo dead?"

Fang Yeyu replied: "Ganluo was seriously injured, and it won't be a problem for a while." After a pause, he said, "Feng Xinglie also escaped, but he seemed to have gone into a rage suddenly and lost his ability to fight. The people from Shuangxiu Mansion rescued them." Pang Ban didn't seem to hear him at all, turned around slowly, and his eyes fell on the butterfly on the stone again. He was not surprised that the butterfly was still there, because he turned around to pick up Lian Xiuxiu and send it off. At the beginning of the coming farewell, his ears never let go of the butterfly for a moment, and did not hear the sound of fluttering its wings.

He still couldn't see the pattern on the butterfly's wings. Pang Ban said indifferently: "Chi Mei is here, with him by your side, he can help you deal with anything unless the waves are coming." Fang Yeyu said in astonishment: "Master!" Pang Ban said indifferently: "I'm going back to the palace." Gently blow out a breath, like a gust of wind to the butterfly. The butterfly was shocked for a while, and finally couldn't stand the wind, so it fluttered its wings and flew up, revealing the gorgeous patterns that only the masters of nature can draw.