The black-feathered Grim Reaper, with his scarlet eyes open, let out a terrible cry.

Noka reached out and grabbed her sister's arm, snuggling her into her arms, her forehead pressed against her shoulder.

He didn't want her to see the blackbird in the tree.

The black-feathered and red-eyed mourning bird is also known as the "ghost bird" or "the bird of lawsuits" in the mouths of the residents of the mountain village.

It is rumored that they can communicate with the soul of the deceased, convey the unfulfilled wishes on their behalf, resolve the grievances that they have not been able to appeal, and resolve their obsessions in the world...... Then, depending on what the soul does, they decide whether to let it live forever or let it dissipate naturally and rest forever as a supply of atmospheric spiritual power.

They usually hide in the woods and have a penetrating sound, so few people can follow the sound to spot them in the first place, on the other hand, once you see them at a glance, you will subconsciously think that the current situation is not ordinary, and you think that you are entangled by ghost birds and that disaster is coming.

"Ah," cried out the girl in her arms in a sudden tone of surprise, "white cat! ”

"What are you talking about, Erica?" The young man hugged his sister's head, fearing that something ominous would enter her eyes.

However, these birds ...... It is said that after the witch Yilan settled in the mountain village, the number gradually increased.

Originally, the villagers were the most disdainful of these things, and they almost beat them when they saw them, and they also supported the hunters who had not entered the mountains and did not work to use them for hunting competitions.

After Yilan came, he drove away the demon beasts that usually threatened people to live and work in peace and contentment, and let everyone know that these mourning birds are just ordinary creatures, or beneficial birds that can catch insects and rats; Later, the number of birds increased, and the elderly and sick people in the village died as often as before, and there were no witnesses of the sudden death of the mourning birds, and the birds gradually melted into the village ecosystem.

It seems that he was influenced by his parents, who were Orion, to subconsciously fear these old Grim Reapers.

"Come to think of it this way, aren't you the witch's pets, no, the dependents?" He relaxed his sister's protection slightly, allowing her to prop up her shoulders and straighten up for a better view.

"I'm sorry," Noka, still breathing a sigh of relief, pressed the back of his head against the trunk of a tree behind him, a grim smile on his face, "I stumbled into your master's garden, and the village was right down there. ”

"I don't have the strength to go over there......"

"Ah, no, it's not a cat." The girl sitting on his lap and grabbing his body screamed inophinously, interrupting her brother's lyricism, "Is it a rabbit?" ”

“…… What the hell do you see, Erica? ”

"A little white animal!" His sister was extremely well protected by him, so she was much more lively and lively than him, "Unlike cats, and their ears are much shorter than rabbits, could it be that the short-eared rabbits that Mom and Dad mentioned before, the pets of the nobles?" ”

"Sister......" The frail young man was speechless for a while, after his parents passed away, the other party was still protected by himself too well after all, so that some moments were completely "useless".

Forget it, let's look at it with your own eyes...... Like this, the young man Noka, tried his best to open his eyes that were slightly squinted, and cast his gaze little by little in the direction that his sister was paying attention to.

In the frost-covered garden, which had not yet been turned, a small, snow-white, furry creature sat silently.

The spiritual power that permeated the atmosphere was like an intimate little padded jacket, transmitting the other party's vigilant and jealous mood to Noka's heart.

Humans, young humans—are not the same as the wrinkled and vicissitude-ridden inhabitants of the village, and a little different from the witch who brought him here.

It was a vibrant human being who still had expectations and beliefs in life...... No, it's two.

Who are they? Appearing in the witch's garden, is it a vegetative person planted by the witch? Or is it an emergency reserve of food that she kept in captivity?

However, despite the desire to "live" the human male leaning against the tree, his life is passing little by little.

He was about to die, Fang Nuo, who had seen the fall of several elders in the Huangxian clan with his own eyes, dared to pack a ticket, if he was not treated, the other party would not survive today.

There are no external injuries on the other party's body, and there is no blood on his clothes, so is he poisoned?

Just as Fang Nuo was observing a man and a woman under the tree from a distance, one of the girls suddenly stretched out her hand to him, crying out "Xiaobai" and "Xiaobai" in her mouth, desperately hoping that he would be able to go to them.

He didn't want to be involved with dying people.

[Target: Composition - Golden Mandala Flower; Malicious Value Required: 10]

【Golden mandala flower.】

Uses: Protection, reversal, detoxification;

Legend has it that the black mandala flowers are burdened with hatred and curses, and a small amount of the essence extracted from them can fight poison with poison and make the dead open their eyes, so they are popular with the dying; The golden mandala flower is the opposite of its kind, it will guide the lost out of the sea of suffering, will give long-lost happiness to the afflicted, and will help the user to find eternal happiness...... However, it is important to remember that taking it means signing a contract with the Emperor of Flowers, and at the same time, you will also wake up in a situation full of flowers that symbolize 'awakening', and everything you have will also be owned by the Emperor of Flowers, and you will be transformed into the next golden mandala flower, waiting for the next lucky person who yearns for redemption.

Contraindications: 1-Ensure that the soul has not been aligned with any monsters or conceptual entities before using the herb; 2 - Does not possess the Mark of the Guardian Beast. 】

"Stop." Fang Nuo took a few steps back away from his human siblings, "I didn't say I wanted to save them. ”

He wasn't so casual, he wanted to test his abilities with anyone he saw.

Moreover, those two are still humans, but they are not as foolish as birds and monsters, not to mention that he should not do anything in front of humans that may reveal his identity as a demon beast, for example, just take out a weed that can detoxify and have an unknown background.

That voice was really manipulated by his words, and after he refused, it really didn't sound again.

"This is the witch's garden, they are the witch's uninvited guests, so the witch should take care of them." After making his decision, Fang Nuo turned around and ran.

"Having said that," with such a perfunctory mood as "it's none of my business", after making sure that he ran out of the field of vision of the two strangers, he simply stopped pretending, and directly slowed down, and began to think about what he thought was more important, "Although I have heard of the prestige of the mandala in the family lair, it seems that no matter what kind of grass it is, no, it should be a 'consumable', and the malicious value required is 10 points?" ”

10 points of malice, as long as he let Xiao Hei escape from his claws once, he can get it, it just so happens that guy still likes to die so much, it's simply a moving 'malicious perpetual motion machine'.

"Well, Xiao Hei should follow Taro and go to find that woman now."

Thinking of this, Fang Nuo, who had already gone around to the front yard of the witch's house, used the snowdrift in front of the door as a jumping platform, came down to the windowsill of the hut in twos and threes, and then lay down, waiting for the two responsible big birds to return in their duty.

They are more familiar with this human territory than they are, and should be able to call the witch back in the shortest possible time...... If he can't do it, he will reluctantly come forward as the "witch's new family", and it will not be too late for her to come back and collect the bodies of the two humans.

He's so thoughtful when he gets into trouble!

Fang Nuo, who consciously figured out how to deal with a troublesome matter, curled up on the windowsill contentedly, bathed in the light of the light of the light of the other time and space, and took a nap with peace of mind.

But before he could settle down for a moment, he was reminded of the noise coming from the backyard of the cottage.

From his point of view, it was the unknown young man who felt that his death was near, and in order to keep his sister, the girl he called "Erica", from grieving his loss, he began to tell him fairy tales to comfort her and make her happy.

The fairy tale that the man elaborated was a continuation of the previous story, the rest of the story, including the ending, which was supplemented by later generations, and yet, to Fangno's ears, his words inexplicably made him feel unpleasant, and the picture he painted upset him.

“…… I want to entrust you to our witch. Towards the end of the story of a willful, eccentric and illogical young lady, the elder brother said to his sister, "You have to believe that she is a kind person, but if she refuses, you must respect her decision." ”

If only he could communicate with humans, Fang Nuo thought to himself, he could consider this man who seemed to know a lot of things as his "destined person", believing that he would not do anything similar to that of a witch.

In that way, he would be able to transform into other species, manipulate atmospheric spiritual power more easily, and delve into his favorite and best linguistics, so as to give full play to all his talents as a Yellow Immortal Clan, and become an immortal beast or a legendary divine beast in one fell swoop.

When the man was explaining his "last words", Fang Nuo, who thought it was none of his business, had already jumped on the roof and came to the position opposite the tree where the person was lying underneath.

Immediately afterward, he saw the most shocking scene he had ever remembered—

Pure white snowflakes fluttered down from the treetops, and the cold winter wind swept them up and piled up a human statue not far from the two humans.

The next moment, the lifelike snow sculpture glowed with a vivid brilliance, its skin became more and more ruddy, its fingers began to tremble, and it breathed under its nose...... The twisted lines of snow turned into silvery-white, curly, fluffy hair, and the dead leaves fell down, giving birth to a pair of blue and vivid eyes where they had been covered.

The witch descended into her garden.