Leaning on the branch of a large tree. Zhang Yao has completed his first village patrol mission today.

It was almost noon, and all he had to do for the rest of the day was patrol the edge of the forest. Prevent the invasion of those with bad intentions.

It's a boring job, and in Zhang Yao's opinion, this kind of thing is a pure waste of time.

The forest he guarded was so large that if someone really wanted to invade, he could easily enter it by picking a place he had just patrolled.

So she quickly decided to abandon this stupid way of patrolling and switch to another, more efficient way.

Although he can't use spells now, his divine sense is still very powerful, and he can easily envelop the area under his jurisdiction.

Under his powerful divine sense, any disturbance in this forest could not be hidden from him.

Zhang Yao lay leisurely on the branch and softly sang a nursery rhyme of the elf clan. The midday sun shone through the gaps in the leaves and sprinkled on his face.

Itchy, warm.

He hadn't been so relaxed in a long time.

Zhang Yao casually pinched two leaves to cover his eyes, and slowly fell asleep with the breeze in the forest.

It had just rained in the morning, and the forest was still covered with this layer of faint moisture. You can even see a little rainbow in the clouds.

Birds whisper in the branches, and flying insects roam in the forest.

The elves are a race that loves nature, and after Zhang Yao possessed Suer's body, he was also imperceptibly contaminated with this habit.

He lay on a branch, his heart at peace.

At this time, he no longer thought about chasing and killing his four people, and he no longer thought about Yao's body.

Now he just wants to sleep quietly and wash his soul in this peaceful forest.

Xu is really tired recently, Xu is this forest is really beautiful, Zhang Yao actually slept from noon to afternoon.

If it weren't for the cool rain hitting his face, he would even sleep until the beginning of the day.

"Hmm~" Zhang Yao sat up lazily and yawned and stretched.

When I opened my eyes that were still sleepy, I looked up, and the dark clouds had obscured the sun, and the drizzle was washing the land.

Although Zhang Yao likes the feeling of being in the drizzle now, he also hates the feeling of being soaked all over.

There was a lot of moisture in the forest, and the washed clothes couldn't be dried for a while, and this Sur was just a small sentry.

There is only one set of clothes to replace, which is the one on Zhang Yao's body now.

The original outfit had been thrown away by him because it had been damaged during the battle and stained with blood.

If this set of clothes on his body is also wet, then he may have to go into battle naked for the next two days.

Taking advantage of the fact that the rain was not yet beating at this time, Zhang Yao was going to take shelter from the rain in a nearby elf village, and by the way, he was seeing if he could find a kind elf girl to make clothes for him.

He stood up, plucked his longbow and quiver from a nearby branch and carried it on his back, then stretched out his arms like an ape-like half-dragging the branch to another tree not far away.

The elves are a race favored by nature, and in the forest they are like fish returning to the water, at ease.

Flying through the woods like a great ape, Zhang Yao finally arrived at the nearby elven village before the rain became heavier.

This is the smallest of the four villages he guards, and the total number of men, women, and children in the village is only a few dozen.

The rain began to slowly become heavier, and Zhang Yao ran towards the village chief's hut according to the route he remembered.

On the way, he also met several hunters in the village who had just returned from hunting, and they warmly invited Zhang Yao to take shelter from the rain, but Zhang Yao refused one by one.

Although the main food of the elves is berries in the forest and some crops similar to wheat, they will also hunt some prey on a regular basis.

But it's just to keep yourself healthy, not to hunt and kill.

Every elven hunter would kneel beside the beast after it had been hunted, and pray for its soul to return to the bosom of the gods of nature with a spell that had been passed down from generation to generation.

And each elf, when his limit is approaching, will also walk alone and naked into the depths of the forest.

Give back your flesh to the creatures who raised you.

Soon, Zhang Yao arrived at the village chief's hut, which was an extremely simple house made of stones and dead trees.

Elven houses are mostly of this structure, and they don't cut down trees to build their shelter like humans do.

Just look for some dead trees and build your own home with stones and magic.

Elven sentinels like Sur, possessed by Zhang Yao, live in wooden houses that are born entirely of magic on the branches of giant trees.

When he no longer needs to live there, the elven magicians will use magic to restore him to his original state.

Pushing open the door and walking into the village chief's hut, the house was very dim, and the village chief was not at home.

Because he didn't know when the village chief would come back, Zhang Yao was not too embarrassed to be too presumptuous in other people's homes, so he just moved a small stool and sat at the door.

The rain began to grow heavier, crackling down on the roofs and the ground.

The full raindrops smashed the ground into a muddy ground after a while, and looking at the mud in front of him, Zhang Yao suddenly remembered a memory of Suer.

That happened not long ago, when Su Er, who was not yet Zhang Yao, looked at the mud in front of the village chief's house and said that he would go find some stones to spread here.

"It's really an obsession. Zhang Yao muttered.

This promise, even Sur Er remembered before he died, Zhang Yao remembered the last words Sur said before he died.

Exactly: "I'm sorry old man, I can't pave a stone path for you, be careful when it rains in the future......"

"Go to your god of nature with peace of mind, since I have used your body, I will carry these promises. ”

Zhang Yao made up his mind, and when the rain stopped, he would go outside to find some broken stones and come back, and pave a beautiful stone path in front of the village chief's house.

The rain continued to fall, the raindrops fell to the ground, and small blisters rose one after another, and Zhang Yao sat bored at the door.

He casually took out an arrow from the quiver beside him, and slowly sharpened it with the small dagger he was wearing.

In fact, what he had in his hand could not be called an arrow at all, but a thin wooden stick with a sharpened top.

Originally, the Elven Court issued fifty standard bows and arrows and twenty magic arrows to each sentry, but many bows and arrows were lost or damaged during the battle.

Now there were only five standard bows and arrows and two magic arrows left in Zhang Yao's hands, and the rest were all substitutes that Su Er had carved out of wood himself.

It was precisely because of this situation that Suhr would be killed in battle, and the elven warriors would have had an overwhelming advantage in fighting in the forest.

But the poorly armed Sur was faced with a well-armed squad of seven mercenaries that time. And one of them was a magician.

Although Sur managed to kill the three of them and drive them away with the advantage of the geographical environment, he was also seriously injured and died.

So now Zhang Yao looked at the wooden stick in his hand, very melancholy, he is now Suer, the frontier sentinel of the Elven Empire.

In the future, he will also experience a series of guard battles, and if he uses this kind of thing to face it, the end will not be much better than that of Soul.

Fortunately, the day of the changing of the guard is approaching, and there will be a new sentry to replace him and continue to guard the place.

Zhang Yao looked at the rain scene, cutting the wood in his hand for a while, and finally succeeded in making a toothpick when the rain stopped.

Putting the wood chips into the quiver, Zhang Yao took a toothpick and walked out.

The clouds cleared, the sun shone into the forest again, and although it was almost evening, the sun did not give up on the last bit of work he had.

Continue to spread warmth to the earth.

Zhang Yao cautiously walked through the mud in front of the door, and walked towards the outside of the village, it was almost evening, and it was time for him to start the second inspection work today.

After completing the inspection work, he had to find stones to pave the way for the village chief.

He remembered that not far from the village there was a small river, which had a lot of pebbles and was suitable for paving roads.

So Zhang Yao decided to make this village the last village to be inspected, and after the inspection, he went to carry the stones and came back.

After greeting some familiar people in the village with a toothpick in his mouth, Zhang Yao walked into the forest and ran towards the first village.

The setting sun hung diagonally in the sky, glowing orange-red, turning the surrounding clouds into a mesmerizing fiery cloud.

It was darker in the forest than outside, and if it weren't for the elves who had a pair of eyes that could see the darkness, Zhang Yao felt that he couldn't continue to walk at all.

The plane where he was originally located was a technologically advanced plane, and the city he lived in was also full of various light sources.

So even at night, he won't be dark.

But now Zhang Yao deeply understands what it means to be black without seeing five fingers.

There is no light source in the forest, only a few small flying insects that resemble fireflies that provide a faint amount of light that is negligible.

But Zhang Yao's eyes are now a different scene. With the light of flying insects and the light of the stars and moon, Zhang Yao could clearly see the surrounding environment.

Although everything in the forest is covered in psychedelic colors, it is more flavorful than during the day.

He had already inspected two villages and was now moving on to a third. Two rains during the day made the forest path muddy.

So now Zhang Yao can only fly around the trees, he doesn't want to get his shoes dirty, it will be very troublesome to wash them.

Soon, a place shrouded in light appeared in front of his eyes, and where was the third elven village he was going to.

Jumping off the treetops, Zhang Yao walked to the entrance of the village. At this time, the smell of food filled the village, which made his stomach growl uncontrollably.

Zhang Yao took out a wild fruit from the small bag stored in his waist, took a bite, and walked towards the residence of the village chief.

The village chief in the house was having dinner with his wife, and when he saw Zhang Yao coming, he immediately warmly greeted him to dine together.

Zhang Yao originally wanted to refuse, but his stomach screamed very angrily. He's just an ordinary elf now, after all.

In desperation, Zhang Yao finally sat down at the dinner table and politely said to the village chief: "I'm sorry, I'm in trouble." ”

"Haha, Suer, you kid don't eat much at my house, don't be polite, eat quickly. The village chief patted Zhang Yao's shoulder boldly.

Very skillfully poured him a glass of fruit wine.

Looking at the village chief's bold style, Zhang Yao stopped squirming and began to enjoy his first dinner after coming to this plane.

The elven diet is simple, consisting mainly of vegetables, wild fruits, grains, and edible plant roots, with occasional meat.

Although the elves love nature, they are not an old-fashioned race, and many things in nature are on their recipes, but they only use a small part of them to sustain their lives.

After eating two large pieces of potato-like plant rhizomes and some unknown but delicious side dishes, and drinking a large glass of fruit wine, Zhang Yao said goodbye to the village chief who seemed to be his age with a full stomach.

The life span of the elves is long, and the prime of life is also very long, and the lifespan of an ordinary elf is about eight hundred to one thousand years.

The first 100 years of life belong to adolescence, and then they enter the prime of life, and do not become old until they enter the last 100 years of their life.

In this sense alone, the elves are a race favored by the heavens, a race that is close to perfection.

Zhang Yao continued to wander through the woods, and it took him nearly an hour to reach the last village.

By this time, the forest was silent, except for the chirping of some flying insects, and only a few nocturnal animals were foraging.

He walked quietly in the village, without disturbing anyone, and the elves rested in the forest from sunrise to sunset.

Now the people of the village are either resting or busy creating new life.

It is worth mentioning that it may be that the elves are too perfect, so the birth rate of newborns of this race is extremely low, and the two elves may even give birth to only one or two children in their long lives of nearly a thousand years.

Therefore, after the war, the population of the elves has always been relatively sparse.

Dressed in moonlight and stepping into the night, Zhang Yao walked into the cottage of the village chief, who was going through the last hundred years of his life.

Now that I have entered old age, my skin has developed deep wrinkles and my hair has turned snow-white.

At this time, the old man was walking around the room with a cane with an anxious face.

'Squeak'

The door was pushed open, Zhang Yao walked in, and the old elf was like seeing a savior the moment he saw Zhang Yao.

He rushed to Zhang Yao's side at a speed that did not match his age, and said anxiously, "Suer, you are finally here!

Zhang Yao was stunned, and hurriedly hugged the old village chief's crumbling body and asked, "What's the matter?