The guy who couldn't understand human speech and picked up Fang Nuo home had a young woman's face under the hood.

The coachman called her "Madam", and when they got out of the carriage, they came to a human territory at the end of the gravel road, where the other humans they met called her "Witch Lady".

Whenever the witch greets her, she will forcibly take Fang Nuo out of her warm coat pocket and show off to those people in the cold wind:

"Look, I went out on a long trip and saw a cute little life come back."

Those who look at Funaux struggling at the hands of women will say:

"Yo, it's a mink, it looks pretty clever."

Who is the "mink"?! Fang Nuo opened his mouth, trying to scare the group of humans with his fangs, while also letting out a threatening cry.

They were the Yellow Immortal Clan, not some other chaotic demon beast race.

Thanks to the blessings of the humans he came here, his spiritual power has been greatly reduced by being defined as other species in the sealing activities, and he will not be able to exert the unique skills of the race for the time being, otherwise he will definitely scare this group of humans!

But...... Nor does it seem wise to expose one's ability to utter words.

After all, this is the territory and hunting ground of other species, and he is unfortunately the prey of others, but his appearance seems to have hit the trapper's good ball zone, so he was not killed by biting his throat on the spot.

Thinking of this, Fang Nuo put his tail in both hands and shrunk his body in the witch's palm as much as he could, he didn't want these creatures who had the ability to harm him at any time to think that he was a threat.

"Ah, that's so cute."

"I'll take care of this kid." The hooded witch said, "Until he hunts alone with his abilities." ”

"That's as you wish, of course." Her show-off object said nonchalantly, "Mink is not like a mouse, he will go to the village grain storage warehouse to steal our hard work for a year." ”

"Do you hear that, little one?" The witch held Fang Nuo in front of her eyes, and a strand of silver-white curly hair naturally hung down, swinging on the side of Fang Nuo's ear, as if turning into a microphone for her soft voice, "From today on, we are family. ”

"Get along with me."

The witch's home was higher than the house of all the creatures in the human realm, and sat on a boulder platform that rose from the ground, with a staircase built on the side of the boulder and a soft, wet lawn covered in the rest of the place.

In this cold season, there was no other decoration in front of the witch's house, except for the snowdrifts along the walls of the house, and the one closest to the door had a snow shovel on it, and these snowdrifts and the grass outside the house were supposed to be the result of her snow sweeping.

The witch is a busy person, and the only way to go home is to clean the newly picked pets, and soon a human living nearby comes to visit, as if he wants to entrust her with help.

She appeared on the gravel road earlier, probably to help the humans.

She left Fang Nuo in her house, locked the doors and windows, and hurried away.

Fang Nuo was left in a huge unfamiliar environment, and the hair on his body had not yet dried thoroughly, and he was a little confused.

A gust of wind blew in through the pores of the screen window and blew behind him, causing him to sneeze several times before he came to his senses and recognized his situation.

He was now outside of his family's domain, far away from his usual companions, surrounded by other species he had never gotten along...... Also because of the power of the so-called "destined people" words, he temporarily lost the ability to speak to others.

When I opened my mouth and tried to weave the sounds needed for human speech, my throat hurt like fire.

But the situation has also eased over time, and it is believed that it will subside in a few days.

The witch didn't restrict his movements in this house, and before leaving, she just put him wet on a platform above the ground and waited for it to dry naturally, so he could take action to save himself before the witch returned.

As long as he can leave this room, he may have a chance to return to his own group, and it is not too late to consider the issue of fate and seeking feuds.

Having said that, is this considered a success or a failure?

Only failure can give him a reason to return to his relatives, Fang Nuo didn't think too much about it, propped up his body, and then rubbed the hair on his face with his drier paws, feeling that the whole beast had become a little fluffy.

Then, with a kick on his hind legs, he tried to fall to the ground.

However, the platform was different from the trees and rocks he had come into contact with in his past life, supported by four pillars about the width of his body, and there were no other footholds nearby.

"Bang", his limbs touched the surface first, then rolled around on the ground, and after hitting something, he stopped dizzily, and the hair all over his body exploded.

Looking up, the platform from which he had jumped earlier seemed extremely far above, but after calming down, he found some places to settle down that would help him climb or jump down.

Higher up, where it seemed to be the beams of this house, hung some dried herbs and fruits, most of which Fang Nuo couldn't name, but felt that their colors were very beautiful, and he was very attracted to check them out.

So, he arched himself and made another jump, grabbing at something not far above the ground, letting his claws hang firmly on its edge.

These "landing spots" were smoother than the trees in the jungle, making his climbing more difficult, and Fang Nuo didn't realize that his actions had actually damaged many of the objects in the room.

Born in the wild and among the monster tribes, he didn't develop the habit of caring for furniture.

"Bang dang"! Fang Nuo, who had stepped on a piece of furniture and successfully jumped onto the top of the bookshelves in the house, had just stood firm, and with a sweep of his tail, he accidentally threw a certain ornament that had been placed on the bookshelf into the arms of Mother Earth.

The crisp and loud clatter of the object shattering caught his attention, and he turned his gaze away from the colored dried fruits and herbs and cast his gaze onto the messy surface below.

Fang Cai didn't look carefully when he was in a high place, but now that he looked at it, he couldn't help but complain in his heart about the sloppiness of the witch's daily life, their Yellow Immortal clan's lair was never so messy!

Tut-tut, it's really unsightly.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think that one day if he could really get rid of the identity of a demon beast and be promoted to an immortal beast, he must first learn the spell of sweeping, only when the surroundings became clean, his heart could calm down, and his cultivation could be twice as effective.

Fang Nuo continued to look down, and relying on his good view, he quickly found the exit of the house.

But when he jumped over and threw himself on the door, he found that it was locked, and it was better to spend his strength on it than to go back the way he came, scratching the screen.

[Malice from the World +10]

The demon beast that fell back to the ground couldn't help but be a little frustrated, and at this time, the unfamiliar voice he heard when he was caught by the witch sounded in his ears again, as if announcing an increase in value.

Who's talking? The hairs that had just been flattened exploded again, and Fang Nuo arched his back and carefully moved on the ground, alert for potential threats in his surroundings.

Suddenly, something got into the soles of his feet!

[Malice from the World +10]

"Scared!"

Fang Nuo instinctively bounced off the ground, only to realize that it was some debris that the witch hadn't cleaned up before going out.

It was as if some fragile object had fallen from a great height and turned into a puddle of debris like the one in front of him, reflecting the natural light in the room, and a white and round mass could be faintly seen on it.

Fang Nuo was no longer interested in the scum in his field of vision, so he didn't look away, and planned to go deep into the room to find the source of Fang Cai's sound, and by the way, to find out if there were any props nearby that had broken the door.

However, at the moment when he made a move, he observed the white shadow in the reflective fragment also move.

Fang Nuo suddenly tensed up, grinning and making a threatening sound.

Who's that? Is it something you were talking about? Are there other creatures in this room besides yourself?

It was a white, round creature about the same height as him, about the same position as him, so that it could be seen by reflectors.

Some flicked their tails anxiously, and the strange thing in the reflection also moved, and a black light swept behind the white ball.

"......" Fang Nuo seemed to realize something.

He leaned on the ground with his front half on his stomach, craned his neck to the reflector, and sniffed.

And when he retracted his head, there was also a noticeable black dot shrinking on the surface of the reflector.

That's his nose.

If only the witch hadn't broken the thing in front of her, take good care of it, and don't put it in a high or dangerous place...... If only it were still intact.

Such thoughts germinated in Fang Nuo's mind, and he desperately hoped that this would be the case, so that he could see the full picture of the reflection of the light.

[Target: Restoration-Mirror; Malicious Value Required: 50]

The strange voice rang in his ears again, Fang Nuo was not in the mood to think about it, all he cared about now was the reflection of the reflector.

He gathered all the visible fragments of the reflective material together, but it was obviously unrealistic to put them together one by one...... Annoyed, Fang Nuo stretched out his hairy claws, as if he were casually smoothing out the fragments, and at this moment—

[Malicious value spending has been approved, and repair/refactoring has begun.] 】

In an instant, all the heaven and earth spiritual power in the room was gathered into this small area in front of him, covering those fragments, and bursting with dazzling light.

The next moment, an intact mirror hovered in front of his eyes.

Fang Nuo's eyes were quick, and before it could fall back to the ground due to gravity, he stretched out his claws to support it, and at the same time clearly saw his own image in the mirror.

It was a small creature similar in appearance to other yellow fairies, covered in snow-white hair, except for the black end of its tail—

Not a mink, of course.