Pipsqueak grinned weirdly, Green knew it was making fun of himself, this guy was a ghost.

"It's not because of you. ”

Green flipped through the silver on it, picked up the axe and began to chop firewood. Although he didn't plan to make a living chopping wood after returning this time, he began to stock up on supplies for the winter when he was fine, which was a consistent habit of the Vikings.

Green had Pipsqueak put some of the firewood on the pile every time he had chopped it, and the guy was very energetic at first, but after a while he got bored and ran to the side to play.

It climbed to the rooftops, flew to the treetops, and then burrowed into the trees, and in short, when he arrived in this new environment, Green did not find him uncomfortable, but seemed more energetic.

Just as Green wanted to discipline it and scare the surrounding families, the door of his house, which had been closed all along, squeaked open.

Helen stood in front of the door and beckoned to him to enter, while his sister Anne stood silently behind him with a dark face.

Green coughed and motioned for Pipsqueak to follow, but as he stepped into the house with his front foot, Annie was slammed shut shut with the door on his back foot, and Pippi, with an excited face, was immediately blocked from the door.

"It's not allowed to come in!" said Lori with a dark face.

Helen spread her hands at Green, and it was clear that she couldn't do anything about it.

"Wow~Wow~" Pippi outside the door cried out aggrievedly.

"Let it in! I'm not sure I'm comfortable putting it out with a dragon. Green said hurriedly.

Little Lori was unmoved, and continued to say with a cold face, "Didn't you just say that it wouldn't hurt anyone, and it was also very obedient? ”

......

Khan, Green found out when his sister had become so sharp-tongued. He scratched his head helplessly, deciding that he might as well calm Pipsqueak outside before coming in.

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Most of the Viking houses were made of wood, built on a hillside or other leeward location, shaped like an upside-down wooden boat, with a layer of dragon scales tiles on the roof. The front of the house looks small, but the inside is very deep. Since these houses are mainly used to keep warm from the cold, they generally do not have a few windows, so even during the day, the interior of the house looks a little dim.

When he re-entered the room, he looked at the wool threads of various colors and the half-knitted socks on the table, and Green was surprised and asked, "What's going on?"

Little Lori snorted, turned her head stubbornly with Meow Meow, and didn't answer the question, but the moment she turned her head, Green vaguely saw a layer of mist floating in her eyes.

Green was stunned for a moment and hurriedly stepped forward and pulled up the hands of the little Lori who wanted to hide behind her back. Her petite palms were covered with calluses and scars, which were probably caused by her chopping wood and learning to knit socks.

Looking at the little Lori who was still stubbornly turning her head and trying not to let the tears flow, Green's heart couldn't help but tremble, and hugged her tightly in his arms, "Okay, okay, I'm back! ”

"Meow Meow~"

Perhaps feeling the sourness in Lori's heart, Meow Meow got out of her arms, jumped on her shoulder, and rubbed her face with its round little head.

"Jingle bell, ding bell!"

Hearing this unexpected bell, Green looked at the extra bell on Meowmeow's neck, and couldn't help but think of a past incident.

Four years ago, when his father died unexpectedly, the family had an orange kitten that had been Anne's playmate since childhood. But that was the most difficult time in their family, and even eating by themselves was a problem, let alone feeding an extra cat. Even if the cat doesn't eat much.

Eventually, the kitten was sold to someone else.

Yes, it is for sale. In exchange for a fish that can only be fed......

Green stood there stunned for a long, long time.

Nebel had told him that when he accepted the body, he should take responsibility for it, and he took it to heart. But when he came back, there was always a doubt in his heart that he was never the original "Green", so could he play the role of this brother well?

At this moment, Green had a hint of an epiphany, this is really a kind of inheritance! a power that comes from the blood flowing in this body.

It's not about the soul, it's not about time and space.

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"Green... Green.... You... Are you at home?"

Just as Green was coaxing the little Lori who was laughing into tears to eat, he suddenly heard a suppressed voice that wanted to shout loudly, but was a little afraid to be loud, and it came from outside the door intermittently.

This voice sounds a little familiar.

Green stood up and peeked through the crack in the door, and saw a fat man shivering and trying to get out of his yard, and Pipsqueak was leaning down to block his way.

Sam returned home in the dragon boat and rested for a while, then hurried out, eager to get a closer look at the legendary dragon.

But when he arrived at the house of Green, the little locksmith, he saw only the tightly closed door, and did not see a trace of the shadow of the night.

Just as he was about to leave with some disappointment, a dark shadow fell from the sky and blocked him.

This is the legendary night wrath.

Sam immediately trembled with excitement, but when he was excited, he couldn't help but be scared when he looked at the huge wyvern in front of him with his head held high.

He didn't know anything about the Night Fox except its name, and now Green didn't seem to be following it, what if the Night Evil Hair ate itself?

Sam's heart began to pound.

Luckily, Nightshade didn't look like it wanted to eat him for the time being, it just stared at him curiously with its big yellow-green eyes.

Sam lifted his toes slightly, intending to get around the night and come back when Green was home. It's just that he just lifted one foot, and the night fire raised his head and spit out half of his tongue, and he also raised his paws.

He went to the left, and the Nightshade followed suit.

He went to the right, and the Nightshade followed suit.

He hunched up, trying to sneak away, but Nightshade lowered himself and blocked the huge dragon head in front of him once more.

"Hahaha~"

Looking at the innocent night in front of him, panting with his tongue out, Sam wanted to cry without tears, he felt that he might have to confess here today.

"Mom, I'm going home, woo woo woo~"