Zheng Xixi lowered his head and looked at the black feathers inside the sealed plastic bag, then raised his hand and gently touched the butterfly closest to him.
"I think the feathers of that big black bird seem to be quite useful to you. Do you need these? These are for you!" Zheng Hope said.
As if they understood what he said and were responding to him, many butterflies flew over and landed on Zheng Hope.
"Oh, I understand." Zheng Xixi said.
As he spoke, he opened the bag...
When the bag was opened, the black feathers turned into black smoke in an instant!
When the black smoke floated out of the bag, more butterflies gathered around him, surrounding Zheng Hope in the middle. It looked like Zheng Hope was covered with a ball made of butterflies.
After a while, all the smoke transformed into black feathers was absorbed by the butterflies.
Maybe it's because there are so many butterflies, and each butterfly doesn't absorb a lot of black air, so those butterflies don't seem to have changed much.
What has changed a lot is the crow.
It has changed from the arrogant and cursing appearance before to the current state of panting and covered with scars.
All the feathers on its body have fallen off, revealing its aging and fat body, with a big belly, and its body is covered with fat and wrinkles...
"Ugh!" Zheng Hope couldn't help but retched after taking one look at the crow that had lost all its feathers.
It’s really... this style is too unique and eye-catching, and he can’t appreciate it!
Hearing Zheng Xixi's retching sound that was not very harmful but extremely insulting, Wu Ya was so angry that he didn't die of anger.
It turned its head and glared at Zheng Xixiang fiercely, taking in more air than out. It persisted until five o'clock in the morning, when the bell rang and the first ray of light shone through the window of the No. 2 exhibition hall, and finally twitched.
He never stopped breathing with his eyes fixed on his face.
The moment it stopped breathing, a pair of eyes were still staring at Zheng Hope.
There was unwillingness, anger, and deep doubt in his eyes.
It seems that it doesn't understand why it died in the hands of a confused person like Zheng Hope...
Although there is a glimmer of morning light shining in from the window, the light in the second exhibition hall is still not bright.
In the dim light, the butterflies gathered together to form the figure of a woman wearing a retro dress.
The woman walked towards Zheng Hope with elegant steps and handed him a stack of information.
Those materials include several old photos.
The first photo is the photo taken when the museum was established.
At that time, the name of Miss Butterfly's museum was Pearl City Butterfly Museum.
The only exhibits in the museum are about butterflies.
Including specimens, photos, pictures, documents, etc.
The second photo is a photo of the woman when she was engaged.
In the photo, a man and woman stand in the middle, receiving blessings from relatives and friends.
In the photo, the engaged woman is Miss Die in a retro dress, and the man is the old owner of the hotel when he was young.
What followed were several paper documents, including a development notice for the area where the museum belongs, and a huge insurance policy bought by the old museum owner for his fiancée Miss Die...