After trying to gain the understanding of the mourning birds and regain their trust, Fang Nuo learned the unfortunate news from them, that is:

Details outside of the battle, they can't remember anything anymore.

However, the mourning birds promised him that they would help find the other forest dwellers who had witnessed the battle and get information from them.

At the same time, they also said that on the premise of not touching the bottom line of the dryad's patience, Dai Fangnuo went to the redwood forest and the surrounding scene to search for suspicious totems engraved on the trees.

Before the effect of the pig grass was over, Fang Nuo told the two birds that if he found a clue, he would throw a dead branch on the witch's windowsill, and he would come out to meet them.

He really didn't want to hear the shrill chirping of the mourning birds, or the sound of their beaks banging on the walls.

Then, he temporarily parted ways with the mourning birds - because he had robbed a lot of spiritual power from the two birds during the previous experiment on the family's skills, he was embarrassed to ask one of them to play the role of "vehicle" and send him back to the witch's hut.

……

By the time Fang Nuo returned to the boulder platform outside the mountain village, most of the humans' lunch break had passed.

The owner of the cottage, who did not seem to have received any other commission, sat upright at the small table by the window, and on the table in front of her was a few staggered sheets of paper, densely covered with text, and several additional photographs were pasted to supplement it.

As soon as Fang Nuo entered, he abandoned the choice of the pillow that lay back on the table, and went straight to the side of the kitchen, which he guessed was the usual sofa for entertaining visitors, and jumped on it, lying down comfortably, stretching his lower limbs.

At this time, the witch who was originally working at the desk suddenly turned to look at her pet:

"Six-six, you run ......"

She probably wanted to ask Fang Nuo what she had done this morning, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back and brought up another matter:

"Someone came to visit me before?"

Are you worried that you will miss out on the commission of the residents of the mountain village? Fang Nuo tilted his head slightly, pretending that he couldn't understand human language, and that he was tired of playing outside, and now he just wanted to rest.

Of course, it's true to be "tired."

Casually seizing the spiritual power of other demon beasts was also a burden for Huang Xian, besides, it was not the right time at that time, and the price that the subject could bear and the spiritual power stored in his body was not ideal.

The family has always taken a long time to prepare for the secret method and the holding of the sealing event, which is like him, who used the secret method outside the family territory for three days and two ends, and finally exhausted himself physically and mentally.

Alas, Fang Nuo sighed to himself, thinking that he should look at the matter of "satisfying curiosity" more rationally, and as soon as he had an idea, he couldn't wait to put it into practice.

He rolled on the couch and bumped into something on both hind legs.

Lifting his upper body slightly to look in the direction where the touch came from, Fang Nuo saw that it was a stack of used shields, each with varying degrees of damage.

Why does this woman keep putting things around......

But she also has a good habit of "the books she takes out will definitely be put back in their places......

Fang Nuo, who had divergent thinking, thought of his own behavior last night from the "book", and remembered the "prank" that he had put aside for the time being because of the invitation of the mourning birds.

However, in his opinion, there is no need to put "hedgehog grass" for the whole village.

The compatibility of this herb with the Huang Xian clan's secret method of "begging for sealing" had already been experimented on by the two birds, and considerable results had been obtained.

In the future, as long as they find an opportunity to let the witch take it, the two of them will be able to exchange language and understand each other...... They might just sit down and talk about "repaying the gratitude" and "apologizing."

The premise is that he really needs the witch to be his "destined person", and that the first "failure to ask for seal" will not lead to him never being able to go down the road of becoming a "fairy beast".

You must know that many of the seniors in the clan who participated in the feuding activities were unable to regain their strength for the rest of their lives because of the first failure.

Think about it this way...... I really seem to be quite special.

The clan only holds a campaign to ask for a seal once every three years, and he has tried it many times in the past few days.

It's outrageous...... Fang Nuo grabbed the forest greenstone hidden in the hair on his chest, and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"Liuliu, are you listening to me?"

The witch's voice came from the window, along with the sound of paper being rubbed.

"It's not okay, you have to remember the name, remember that I am calling......"

Tuk tuk, there was a knock at the door.

"Is that a guest who visited here before?" Fang Nuo heard the witch whispering to herself—not by his superior hearing, which was buffed by the hunting potential of the race, but by spiritual power, by sensing the spiritual power that flowed through the atmosphere!

After several successful experiences, although his spirit has weakened, the amount of spiritual power that can be held in his body has really increased, his physique is stronger than before, and his perception of spiritual power is also more keen.

This has been a great help for him in gathering environmental information!

"Environmental information" includes the communication and self-talk of the surrounding creatures, as well as the movement of various small things, the shaking of the ground, and the change of climate.

Then again, why does the witch keep mentioning that someone has visited her? Did you not meet the person concerned?

Fang Nuo pondered for a moment, and then remembered the young human named "Noka" who had sat in front of the hut door for nearly a morning with a large number of "return gifts".

At that time, when he led this human down the boulder platform, did the latter carry the things he brought?

No!

The heartless human left his belongings on the lawn and followed him into the village!

In just a few seconds of thinking about the past, the people outside the door no longer knocked on the door, but greeted the witch with a "I'm in", and walked directly into the house without any response.

Such a rude visitor was a woman from the village, whom Fang Nuo had seen when she was brought in by the mourning birds, but had not been formally contacted.

She was wrinkled, with dull, yellow, straw-like hair, dishevelled under a floral turban, dressed in the most common costume of a village peasant woman, and wearing waterproof rain boots that in a way prevented one from falling into the snow.

"Witch-sama." Although she used honorific titles when addressing the owner of the hut, her tone did not contain much politeness, and she seemed cold, as if she was deliberately alienating the witch.

"I'm here to give you the reward for your last commission." She said without emotion.

The witch then looked away from Fang Nuo and turned to the rugged visitor standing in front of the door, and then to his hand in the pocket of his apron.

After a moment of silence, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and a slight smile appeared in her eyes.

"Ahh The witch stood up and straightened her hood so that half of her face could be hidden in its shadow, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Can you speak...... Fang Nuo was stunned when he heard this, feeling that the attitudes of both sides were not friendly.

One is the tone problem, and the other is the expression problem.

Just like he was disgusted that the other party had spent too much time preparing for the reward, Fang Nuo thought to himself, and at the same time looked at the strange woman by the door, and sure enough, her face was not very good-looking.

He also thought that the witch, as the guardian of the mountain village, really wanted to receive a reward for accepting the villagers' commission.

Before, I saw her righteously dealing with the demon beasts that invaded the village, and I thought it was gratuitous.

When Noka came to the door with a return gift, he once thought that the other party was flattering, stammering, and pleasing the witch.

The peasant woman, whose features were huddled together and looked somewhat deformed, pulled her hand out of her apron pocket, holding a bulging cloth bag in her palm.

Let go of your hand, and the bag will fall straight to the ground.

But it didn't have a "close contact" with the ground - before that, the witch had used her ability to manipulate the spiritual power line and let it "float" into her hands.

Then, as if at random, she pulled open the strap that sealed the mouth of the cloth bag and poured the contents onto the palm of her hand, not bothering about the direction in which they fell.

Fang Nuo, who was squatting on the sofa not far away, widened his eyes.

Those are...... He recognized the gleaming golden objects that were stacked in the witch's palm or hovered beside her, and not long ago, he had given them a name that was characteristic of a monster.

"Gold Leaf"!

That is, the currency that circulates in human territory.

"When you've collected enough funds, leave the village." He listened to the lady who came to visit him and said coldly, "If it drags on for a long time, it is inevitable that there will be people in the village who want to exchange you for bounty." ”

"And," she snapped, "we can't afford someone like you here." ”

"Don't try to kidnap the children in the village to this point of no return."

Fang Nuo saw the woman stand on tiptoe, her wrinkled nose almost touching the edge of the witch's hood.

Immediately after, she stretched her hands forward, and very restrainedly did not touch the witch's clothes, only barely hanging above the other party's shoulders, trembling slightly.

"In this day and age," the lady softened slightly, but still with a hint of inconvenience, "humans don't need to make themselves strong to survive." ”

"That's just your opinion......" Fang Nuo heard the witch mutter.

"What?"

"I will do my best to accommodate your request...... No, it's a commission? A smile tugged at the corner of the witch's mouth in the shadow of the witch's hood, but she didn't give a serious reply.

"The reward is a total of 27 'gold leaves', and I did receive it."

Due to Fang Nuo's unfinished ability to translate, the name of the currency mentioned in the conversation between the two humans became "gold leaf", but it didn't hurt.

As the witch's words fell, the visitor's body suddenly erupted with a magical power that surprised the beast, giving Fang Nuo a feeling of "contract fulfilled".

"Are you going to go back to the village next?"

After repaying the price of the commission, the visitor simply turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the witch with a word, and immediately looked back with a straight face, and asked angrily:

"And where else can I go?"

"I just wondered, could I ask you to help with the errands." The witch bowed slightly, and with a hook of her fingers, all the packages that had been left on the boulder platform by Noka and picked up by the triumphant witch flew out from under the table and floated to their sides.

"If you have any needs in the future, I can reduce the price for you at my discretion."

The witch smiled, completely oblivious to the anger on the other party's face, which was more and more obvious, and could even support the folds of her skin.