In the past there was the country of Nanke, which had a thousand Buddhas.
The hands are high and the dome is brushed, and the eyes are wide to see the mountains and rivers.
The Buddha dreamed of flying butterflies, and the flying butterflies also transformed me.
Since I am crossing by you, what can I do to you?
"It was a snowy day, and there was a butterfly. He had a dream..."
The male protagonist Meng Die is a little butterfly who is in the process of becoming an immortal. The whole article is the process of his becoming an immortal. There are many supporting characters. You can join in the CP at will, but this is a lonely story. The stupid author cannot guarantee whether the CP will last long. Dog head, dog head∪?ω?∪
Intention: I didn't know I was a guest in the dream, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while.
