When the wind blows on the face, it can always make people feel a lot more refreshed, and in this bilunar and cloudless night, the road is very clear.

In any case, both satellites will definitely reflect sunlight better than the other, and the stars will twinkle in the exceptionally clear sky, and the road will not only have clear outlines, but as long as there is not much shelter around, there is not much need for a flashlight.

Now, there are many existences on the Smulan continent that have just begun to take in nutrients to restore their physical strength, if the eyes are good, look carefully, you can't say that you can see a few strips in the grass, slippery, that is, enough light during the day, absorb enough heat energy, take advantage of the night to get rid of the cold-blooded animals that forage, for snakes, at this time it will be much easier to approach the prey, they have evolved a mechanism of action that is diurnal and nocturnal.

Many small rodents also take advantage of the cover of night to gather the supplies they need, including dead grass and the like, and now that they are re-stocked, they need to complete the important task of continuing the race, usually, a litter of young will die on the way to growth, but as long as one litter survives, it is enough, they will die.

It is these things that people do not clear out large birds of prey when they can, and the people of this world have seen how horrible the environment without predators is:

Without them, the forests would be deserts, crops would be eaten and locust plagues would ensue, and it must be admitted that many carnivorous small and medium-sized wild animals have made an outstanding contribution to suppressing these pests, and their effectiveness in maintaining ecological balance has been remembered, and to be honest, sometimes those little animals are quite cute.

Unfortunately, they carry too many pathogenic bacteria.

Hook claws can pierce eyeballs, venom can take lives, scratches can cause infection and fever, there is a place where headaches and brain fever have to gamble on the probability, and they are also pests for the relatively poor constitution of the civilians of Smallland.

Under this hazy moonlight, there are a couple of men and women on the road, and two pairs of eyes with blood-red circles and dark fog are particularly obvious.

They walked laughing and laughing, the man who had mastered the wizard's power maintained a certain rhythm of his steps, the camera-like constriction and shaking of the locked pupil as if to keep in mind all the scenery he saw along the way, the obviously inhuman woman wagged her long tail lightly, jumping around him as if she couldn't suppress her excitement, sometimes running far and back, sometimes burrowing into the grass by the side of the road and digging twice, as if she had to make something to attract his attention.

This made Albert wonder about her race.

"Don't be hungry. ”

He grabbed two hands that reached out from behind him, pinching the sides of his cheeks and kneading them up and down, and his pure black pupils looked back, catching a glimpse of the eyes of the owner of the hand with his peripheral vision.

She seemed to be in a particularly good mood.

His heart did not fluctuate, and he even wanted to buy a bottle of 82-year-old Sprite, and the wizards who used to hate others doing things with him felt that he was used to it.

"Li Smashing Clan, (what are you doing) ......"

Cecilia still didn't seem to be about to let go, even though it was a joke, and he shook his head with a grip of only a hundred pounds or so, which was also a bit of a hindrance.

Then he rolled his eyes in a very rare way.

There are many ways to crack it, as far as he knows, locking, grabbing, pressing the hole, and as for jokes between friends, such as the animals who make old-fashioned (in his opinion) jokes (they usually cover their eyes and ask "who am I"), it is usually a backhand, but given that it is a fool of his family———— Albert sticks out his tongue and licks the hand.

"Bah!"

You see, it's very simple, especially since her racial nature naturally makes her sensitive to touch [good for sensing prey tracks].

The big husky cat that had been making noise for a long time was finally quiet now, but his face was a little red.

She held the licked hand, her face was crimson, her eyes were full of "So you are this kind of person", twisted, she was shy, Xu was tired of making noise for a few hours, so she stopped making a sound.

In the fragrance of the blooming wild flowers, the grass swayed slightly, and the air currents of moderate temperature brought Jing to move, blowing the night and waking up the insects, so as not to make the artificially exploited field too boring, he walked in front, she followed closely behind, at the same pace, at the same speed, slowly, leisurely, the wind blew the grass long, and the sound of the rustle.

Cecilia quickly forgot what had happened a few minutes ago, and looked at the scenery intently, not falling behind.

At this point, the road had begun to turn into a potholed dirt road, but fortunately the road was dry, and the rain that had fallen a few days had long since evaporated, and they walked through the square fields, and not far away in a small wood, fireflies flew and flashed light.

The golden-green dots of light walk everywhere, and the insects that hide during the day decorate everywhere like a galaxy.

Such a spectacle, as far as Albert knew, Småland and Avaranga, could only be seen in spring and summer, when the larvae buried in the soil last year came out, they would remain so bright for several days, as if to show their existence, and then during the breeding and spawning period, the forest would turn into a galaxy that fell to the ground, and it would be a more gorgeous spectacle than the current sea of light, and of course it was beautiful enough now.

They walk through it, more detours, but to see more insects flying, more images, it's worth it, this is a miracle created by small and fragile insects, a small insect may be very small, but countless together, it will converge into a river of light.

They continued walking, walking, out of the woods, out of the narrow paths.

And so, in this wordless silence.

The village has arrived.

He stood on the familiar dirt slope and looked down, and saw the familiar and changed place: "Wife, come and see God." ”

"Uh-huh....." There was a confused and vague humming sound behind her, she was already about to sleepwalk, grabbed his shoulder slowly, yawned, sleepy-eyed, "Ha~——, what should we do now?"

She was always used to asking his opinion.

"Don't alarm anyone just yet, and see if my room is still there. ”

He always answers, too.

"If there is going to be a big construction, a house that is not very useful except to take up space and is not good-looking will probably have to be demolished," Albert thought clearly, "I want to go and see if the old things are still there." "So, how do you get there?" "Go in that direction, just turn left at the end." ”

Over the years, he has a really good memory.

Thanks to the fact that although the houses in the village have changed, the location has not changed, and he can still piece together the direction of the road from his memory and impressions.

Especially....

His fingers ran over the mottled and rotten solid wood pillar, which was casually resisted by the warriors sent by several lords to recruit students and inserted into the soil as a sign of the enrollment point, which is still standing today, even if it has begun to rot from the inside, but at least it is still standing, this thing has been knocked down by no one and has become a marker.

There are many details that can be used as evidence of the events that took place in those years, and as a person concerned, his memory is gradually becoming clearer, and he is beginning to know the reasons for remembering these events, and his impressions are being completed.

In fact, Albert doesn't remember much about the location of the old house, after all, many years have passed, and that only represents a certain stage of life.

If he really remembers wrongly, then I'm afraid he will have to follow his feelings.

"It's almost there. ”

Fortunately, if you don't change your memory or reality, there doesn't seem to be any problem.