Jin Hotaru sat on the ridge of the field, although it was early spring, he was still wearing an old sheepskin jacket, deliberately leaving the wool exposed, he held a cigarette pouch in his hand, and looked at the endless fields.

From time to time, he knocked the pouch at his feet a few times. He didn't know what it was for, but he knew that other peasants had it in their hands, so he wanted to have one, and others would stumble on the ground from time to time, and he would do what they did.

He pinched his fingers, he wasn't really good at calculating, he wanted to calculate this year's harvest, but when he thought that humans don't use magic to calculate the harvest, he put his hand down again.

I wonder where Yan'er flew again?

Jin Ying used a cigarette pouch to flick the clod of soil at his feet, so that a young bud emerged from the soil, the sun is so good today, Jin Ying half-closed her eyes, and thought happily, I will practice here for a while.

A group of people came this way from a distance, swaggering and trampling on the fields of other people's crops, and the golden firefly did not move at first, but the group walked into his field, their feet on the crops that had just turned green.

There were more than thirty of them, one man on horseback walked in the front, carrying a weapon called a saber at his waist, they were all wearing a kind of clothing called a military uniform, and the others were holding a long and short hand, something called a gun.

Jin Ying was distressed as he watched the horses' hooves and their leather boots trampling on his crops, and he remembered that the occasional passerby in the past had tried to go around the ridges as much as possible.

"Yaga...... Ha Ya cried...... "The man on horseback stopped in front of him, roared at every turn, and spoke in one breath, Jin Hotaru frowned, he couldn't understand a word of what this human said.

"Send that goo-too-that...... Test-on......" the man was still babbling.

Not knowing what the man was yelling at, she decided to lay soil on the crops, ignoring the rude and impolite man.

"Hey, stop, Taijun asks you, have you seen a person passing by here?"

"Yes. Jin Ying thought about it and replied very seriously.

"In which direction did he go?"

Jin Hotaru showed them the way.

"How long has it been?"

"Three days ......" Jin Hotaru realized at this time that he hadn't seen humans for several days, and even those who were usually in this kind of place like him hadn't appeared in the past few days.

"Yaga...... Cover the rope and beat yo ......"

"Smack!"

The man on the horse raised his whip and threw it on Jin Hotaku's head, and shouted "chirp" as if it were a bunch of curses.

"I think you're in the same league as them!, what are you doing here?" asked the man who could make Hotaru understand, but this time his tone made Hotaru sound uncomfortable.

"I'm farming. Jin Ying still answered truthfully.

"Bang!"

This time, it was a soldier who slammed the spear* he was holding on the head and shouted at him.

Jin Hotaru was angry.

When he was in the forest, if he asked other youkai and they told him the answer, even if Yan'er wanted to eat them, he would stop him, because he thought that the person who answered his question should be grateful, but these humans attacked themselves after receiving the answer.

So, when the soldier next to Jin Hotaru grabbed him by the collar and tried to drag him away, he used the solution he always used when he was attacked by youkai in the mountains and forests, which was to kill them without mercy.

"Brush Brush ......"

He turned into a shadow knife and effortlessly killed them all, and when he turned the shadow knife back into human form, he looked at the corpse with a frown: maybe he was too reckless, maybe this is how humans treat those who hurt them, maybe......

The warhorse witnessed all this without caring about it, and it seemed to know that the monster in front of it did not want to hurt itself, so it simply ate the crops in the field generously.

"Shhh......h

Jin Ying said as she pushed the horse's belly and drove the horse into someone else's field, despicable, Hotaru! You don't feel distressed if you eat someone else's house, don't you? You are not Ji Ao, how can you do such a thing? If no one teaches you, why do you have no teacher? Not to mention learning from anthropology!

He scratched his head, thinking over and over again whether he was doing the right thing, like a human being.

The flame flew back slowly from a distance, it seemed that it was not in a very good mood, the flames on its body were burning violently, and half of the sky was reflected in it.

Before it flew to Jin Ying's side, it shouted loudly and angrily: "I'm really angry, I flew around a lot, and I didn't find anything to eat, those chickens, pigs, and cows...... It is said that they were all taken away by a man called 'Japanese'!"

It is going to inquire about the next step, what does this human called "Japanese" look like, so he doesn't know what to do, it wants to use violence to teach him that there is a rule that must be observed to live in this world, that is, don't grab food from Yan'er.

"Wow, Hotaru, where did you get me a horse?" Yan'er couldn't help but admire the horse that was happily eating the crops in someone else's field.

The horse was so humane that it was clever enough to run away from it, but Flame didn't chase it, for it was attracted by the human corpse lying on the ground.

Yan'er's eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, and she said thoughtfully: "Speaking of which, I have lived for hundreds of years, and I have never tasted what human flesh tastes like, but there are ready-made ones here." ”

Three hours later, Yan'er was lying on her back on the ridge, holding her stomach and moaning, her belly so bulging that she couldn't fly.

Jin Hotaru looked at it worriedly, he couldn't remember when Yan'er developed the habit of eating up the food in front of him, but it had eaten too much this time.

"The taste of people...... Yan'er patted her stomach and made a "boom" sound, and it chirped and commented, "It's still worth eating." ”

It was also possible to find a source of food for Yan'er, which made Jin Ying feel gratified, and recently Yan'er could find less and less things to eat, so it turned out that Jin Ying had been thinking about moving and changing places to farm.

In this way, he never had to leave the land he was familiar with, so he squatted on the ground, knocked on his cigarette pouch, looked at the green rice seedlings, and thought to himself, it was time to plant vegetables.

Jin Hotaru soon found out that the large group of people, wearing the same clothes and holding guns, walked around in groups called "army".

But he doesn't like this kind of human being.

Because this kind of person never pays attention to his own behavior, he always walks directly on the crops that others have worked hard to plant, and is trampled back and forth by such a large group of people, and the crops that have been planted for more than half a year are ruined like this.

However, these armies are not to make him annoying, and they are really unhappy with retribution, because of the arrival of this kind of human being, Yan'er can pick and choose fat and thin to taste the delicacy of human flesh.

"Whoosh!"

A bullet flew over his head, announcing the beginning of the war. Jin Hotaru patiently waited for them to finish fighting, and she and Yan'er cleaned up their land and continued to cultivate.

"Smack!"

This time a bullet hit him in the shoulder, and he took it in his hand, looked at it, and threw it on the ground.

The two armies fought fiercely, and a farmer who sat on the ridge of the field and watched the battle with a cigarette pouch made up a strange picture.

If he could be a little smarter, serve his country, serve in the army, he could help a lot, he wouldn't be ashamed of his lack of help, but he's just a monster.

A figure blocked his light, and when he looked up, the man suddenly rolled to the ground, blood spreading rapidly under his feet.

"One, five...... Eleven ......" Flame jumped up and down and counted.

"I'm going to die again today, alas......" is obviously sighing, why can't the smile in the corners of his mouth and eyes be hidden, without a little effort, open his mouth wide and wait for food, and a lot of food will appear immediately, this kind of thing it likes the most.

The shouts of fighting, the sound of guns and horns gradually dissipated, and one of the troops began to retreat, and Jin Ying knew that the war was almost over, so he stood up with his hoe, and helped the crops that had been trampled on, and repaired the broken ridges.

He had to collect the corpses that were scattered all over the place and leave them for Yan'er, and he ate what he could eat, and buried those who didn't eat them in the ground as fertilizer, and the crops that had been trampled to a rot could only be dug up with a hoe and replanted.

Almost every war was the same for Hotaru Jin, and it became part of the law of his life.

But there was always something that interrupted his regular life.

"Fellow, what are you still doing here!?"

Jin Hotaru looked at the officer who looked anxious and asked him with concern, he now knew that it was usually the officer who rode on the horse, except of course, when the gun carriage was dragged by the horse.

"I'm farming. Jin Hotaru told him truthfully.

Before he could finish his sentence, the officer waved two soldiers, and without saying anything, he ran until he reached a hill far from the battlefield, and then laid him down, and then hurried back to the battlefield.

When Jin Hotaru turned his head to look at the battlefield, he happened to see a cannonball falling on his ground, and quickly rushed up into the sky with a "mushroom cloud", which swept the dirt crops in the field high, raised and then scattered and fell back to the ground.

"Alas, this year's rice is finished. Jin Ying sighed and thought to herself.

In addition, he had a strange thought in his head, and he hoped that the officer and the two soldiers would survive today's war.

Anyway, they talked to him, and one of the soldiers who escorted him told him that with his past experience as a family farmer, this year's rice harvest would be good.

Therefore, in Jin Ying's heart, they are different from the soldiers who treated him like a stone and a straw before.

After the end of this war, the officer and two soldiers did not survive.

When Hotaru saw the bodies of the three of them lying on the ground, he didn't let Yan'er touch them, nor did he bury them in the ground as fertilizer, so Hotaru did the same as humans did, and buried them next to his field and built a grave for them.

In the blink of an eye, almost ten years have passed, because of the years of war, there are many undulating graves in the surrounding fields, only the ground of the golden firefly is still so flat, so that the field of the golden firefly is more similar to that of humans.

A soldier fell to Jin Hotaru's side, Jin Hotaru gave way, and Yan'er flew over excitedly to count, only to find that the other party was still alive and flew away disappointed.