[Comprehensive] Butterfly

It's a joke to stroke his beard and flirt when he's free, and Boss Jin doesn't care about the juniors.But it takes time to make jokes, the two butterfly eyes can't see well, and the ones who are very discerning quickly withdraw.

If it is troublesome for human beings to get passports and visas to go out of the country, the monsters are much more relaxed-flying directly, according to human beings, it is "smuggling", but that is the law of human beings, and it has nothing to do with them monster birds thing.

The two butterflies packed their luggage and went back to the garden.

First go to the boss and talk about the matter, and then hand in the "lunch box" together with the "outer packaging", and by the way, there is also the magic tire that was sealed in a copper pot that Lan Yi casually obtained.

The boss was not interested in the unlucky magic weapon and the magic tire, but he was quite interested in the "outer packaging", holding it upside down in his hand and looking at it for a while.

No matter how the two butterflies looked at it, they felt that the boss had a meaningful and somewhat wicked smile on his face surrounded by magic spells.

Fortunately, it was not facing them.

Lan Fan fawned over the gift he brought back as an offering.

The boss has a wide range of hobbies, as long as it is pleasing to the eye.

It's too easy to serve, but it's hard to serve, and you can't feel the pulse if you want to please.Fortunately, Lan Fan has a quick mind and can't be precise, so let's take the amount, so no matter whether it is cheap or expensive, as long as it looks interesting, buy it.

Not to mention, this is a good way. The boss picked out all kinds of interesting refrigerator magnets that Lan Fan collected on a whim from the huge pile of gifts, and played with them one by one with relish.

Hundreds of fridge magnets of different sizes and materials piled up into a hill, and the boss had a good time picking and choosing.

Successfully curry favor with a boss, and the two butterflies are also in a good mood.

Taking advantage of the boss's good mood, the two took the land and retreated when they saw a good deal, and there were still a lot of local products to give away.

It happened that the fox couple was there recently, and Lan Shan specially bought an oversized fox puppet for his house, and couldn't wait to see Fan Zhou's face.

As soon as the two butterflies left, the boss made a box for the gadgets he was playing with, pulled out a huge bone-shaped pillow from the pile of gifts with his backhand, and threw it back without warning. lost.

Gold light flashed.

The snow-white bone pillow was held in its mouth by a huge strange beast. The soft and brittle outer skin was vulnerable to a single blow. It was pitifully bitten into two pieces, revealing the snow-white silk cotton stuffed inside.

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The poor beast was sneezed wildly by the tiny fluff of silk cotton, and the boss laughed and rolled around on the large reclining chair in such a panic.

The strange beast looked at the boss with big watery eyes from sneezing. It was obviously staring, but it looked like a wronged puppy.

The boss was even happier, and took the initiative to recruit that guy to his side for a good meal.

He is obviously a powerful person who can shake mountains on the spot with a roar, but to be treated like a little puppy, of course he has to be arrogant.

But how beautiful it is in my heart, just look at the tail that swings like a windmill.

It can be said that this gift kills two birds with one stone, it is simply not perfect.

It's a pity that Lan Fan doesn't know, otherwise Le Fei must be happy.

At this time, the sun is just right, the garden is full of lush and fragrant flowers and trees, and the people who are lazily leaning on the imperial concubine's couch are playing around with their pets in their arms. The picture is beautiful and peaceful.

If that "pet" hadn't pushed its boundaries while being arrogant and trying to take advantage at the same time, maybe it wouldn't have been kicked and pasted on the wall as a mural so soon.

Fell off the wall and into the flowers below, sneezing wildly and shaking petals and leaves off of me.

The big monster shrugged its devastated nose, following the smell, it took aim at the things brought by the two butterflies.Immediately, he smashed his mouth, licked his tongue, and asked in a low voice, "Is that for me? It's rare to see this thing recently, and it can fit between teeth."

The boss glanced at it and casually threw the copper pot over.

Just like a real "pet" getting a delicious snack, the big monster who was still arrogant just now happily scratched the jar open with its paw, and ignored the piercing and piercing desperate howl of the devil tire, and took a bite. The little thing was swallowed.

Although it is not a particularly high-end thing, the rare thing is the most expensive thing, and the big monster enjoyed it slowly and chewed a few more times.

The sound of creaking and creaking is accompanied by the dying cry of the magic tire, and the picture is quite brutal.

The boss turned a blind eye, and slowly collected the gifts from Lan Fan and the others by category.Don't look at the boss who is lazy all day long, in fact, he is a bit obsessive-compulsive.

There are also fetishes, cleanliness, super territorial awareness and exclusive desire.

The big monster was licking its mouth after swallowing the snacks, but it didn't have the guts to say it out.

Tucao is Tucao, it is quite proud, at least it is the only one who knows about this person's problems now, so no matter what, it is extremely cute.

After gathering the things, the boss ignored the beast squatting in the corner with a wretched face, flicked his sleeves, put away the things, and walked in.

The clingy thing behind him shrank its head and tiptoed along behind it, and didn't care.

The boss is looking for the old ghost.

Compared with the boss, the level of the old ghost house can be said to be even better.

The boss can talk to people more or less, deal with things and so on. This man can squat in his garden for hundreds of thousands of years, tending his flowers, plants, trees and vines.

With a cigarette stick in his mouth and a mouthful of smoke rings, the old ghost was sitting on a stone with his back bent, looking lazy and boneless, his eyes squinted in a daze.

Hearing that the boss was coming, he just turned his face slightly.

Seeing the strange beast behind the boss, the old ghost nodded, "It's just in time, Panax notoginseng is about to bloom again, leave a few for me, and let you eat the rest, by the way, the one from last time The little butterfly is not bad, let him have a few too."

As soon as the words fell, the magic tree called Panax notoginseng not far away released its sweet fragrance. The bowl-sized flowers bloomed one after another. The flowers bloomed in five colors, with multiple stamens and petals, which was really beautiful.

Having said that, if Fan Zhou sees it, he will find that this flower blooms better than the one he has seen before, and no matter how you look at it, he will be a little trembling.

It's normal, didn't you see that the blood bodhi tree not far away is about to bear fruit?

Everything in the world conquers everything.

Only the Panax notoginseng fruit remains, and there are not many Xuebodhi trees left.

The name of this blood bodhi does not sound like a good thing, but it is actually a sacred tree of Buddhism.

There are Buddhas who cut meat to feed eagles, who can save all living beings, but also have wrathful Vajras and arhats who subdued demons.There are those who sacrifice their lives to become a Buddha and those who eliminate all evil, but the same goal is achieved by different routes.

This blood bodhi is one of the great killers of Buddhist practitioners.

The monster devours the blood food, and the blood bodhi devours the monster.

Panax notoginseng should be trembling, the natural enemy is coming.

The big monster was happy to get something to eat, but he was not happy if he had to give a few of the things that had few flowers.

Not to mention the background of this one, even if it is an ordinary beast, it is natural to protect food.

Grinning his teeth for a long time, thinking that the little butterfly gave him a good gift anyway, and let it take advantage of it, that's all, the uncle doesn't owe anyone, so he treats it as a courtesy.

The big monster rushed to look for food.

The boss doesn't care about it either.

The stone under the old ghost was not big, so the boss simply sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a box from his sleeve and handed it to the old ghost.

The old ghost moved his nose, looked at the box, frowned delicately, pursed his lips, and took it after a while.

"At first glance, it is the thing of that 'sage', just for you to vent your anger."

The old ghost's expression returned to expressionless, he carried the box, looked in the right direction, and threw it into a clump of bright red flowers and trees not far away.

Immediately heard a rustling sound, the red flower that looked like a herb turned out to be from Fujimoto. At this time, he shook his body and entangled the box in twos and threes. The red flower bloomed, revealing its fang-like stamen Creaking, creaking, in an instant, the box turned into flower fertilizer and was swallowed.

The red light flickered, and the flower vines, which had become more delicate in color as soon as they saw it, entangled coquettishly, rubbed around the old ghost's wrist and neck for a few times, then shrank back obediently, still curling up gracefully and gracefully. of a clump.

Seeing the boss, he leaned back, put his hands on the ground, and laughed wantonly.

"You really saw it."

The old ghost gasped, "Well, since I learned to surf the Internet with that little butterfly a while ago, I've looked away."

"Oh?" The boss became interested. He knew that Lan Fan was thinking about the Butterfly Tree, and would come to see the old ghost from time to time. He didn't expect that the relationship between the two was really good. This old ghost is online.

The old ghost slowly took out a tablet from nowhere, opened it and fiddled with it, and turned out a web page to show the boss.

"Sometimes I think it's not unreasonable for Heaven to love humans." The old ghost said slowly.

The boss looked at the webpage, it was a certain blog post on a social networking site that has been popular recently, and it summarized the ten kinds of people who are the worst people to associate with.

There are specific comments below.

[Kindness and tolerance are virtues, and kindness and tolerance without bottom line are sins.

Ordinary human beings should not try to be "saints". No matter how hard they try, they will either be treated as a piece of meat to be fed to eagles in the end, or they will be honed into "evil ghosts" that even ordinary people cannot be.

So, friends who have already been tricked, let yourself go, go to the scum to wash your eyes, and then you will find that the world is still normal. ]

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The boss laughed so hard he could barely hold the tablet.

The big monster who was enjoying himself with a smile turned his head to see what happened.

Leaning back and forth for 3 minutes, the boss's laughter stopped abruptly, "That's really good, I really want to use it to smear that bald man's face!"

The old ghost continued to smoke his cigarette indifferently, "Humans say, who hasn't fallen in love with a few scumbags when they were young. I'm not young anymore, so I don't care anymore."

Looking at the old ghost sitting peacefully among the exotic flowers and plants all over the hill, the boss let out a sigh of relief and smiled.

"Those two butterflies just had a deal with Lao Jin recently, and they brought back a lot of good things. They are giving away special products, and they probably will come to you soon. Since the formation is broken, the bald head will definitely find out. Those two are always walking outside, you may meet them, but your aura is quite obvious on Little Butterfly, so to avoid trouble, you'd better think of some tricks in advance."

After hearing this, the old ghost nodded flatly to indicate that he understood.

The boss stood up, patted his butt, dragged his share, stared at the rest of the five-color flower-drooling big monster and left.

The old ghost exhaled the last puff of cigarette, knocked on the cigarette pot, stood up slowly, pinned the cigarette stick to his waist, took out a large clear bowl, and slowly started picking flowers.

The news and things brought by the boss were like a breeze, and dissipated without any distraction.