"I see," Fang Nuo looked at the most conspicuous line of information on the paper in front of him, "the year of the 'rise of mankind' recorded in the family is the beginning year of human civilization entering the 'other era', that is, the ...... Well, two thousand five hundred and seven years ago. ”

"It's complicated......"

Their beast clan also has its own civilization chronology, however, as the stars change and the years pass, each demon beast family has carved up a territory, and since then they have lived in it, rarely interacting with the life forms of other races, and many concepts have since ceased to be used or forgotten.

Just like their Huangxian clan, for the juniors in the clan, they only need to remember the division of the seasons on weekdays, and they can live comfortably in the family territory; As long as you study the linguistic knowledge imparted by your elders, you can participate in the triennial ceremony and try to change your fate.

If the petition fails, it will only leave deep regret and regret in their hearts.

Time will wear away all these sadness, and in the end, they will at most use themselves as a negative example after tea and dinner, persuading the juniors to study seriously and not repeat the mistakes of the past.

"The other side ......" Fang Nuo examined the word he could barely recognize, thinking about the meaning behind it.

But he quickly abandoned the idea, which was a pure waste of time.

The basis for and the name of the epoch is entirely determined by the authoritative beings in the upper echelons of the "human" race.

If you want to grasp the minds of those who ruled power more than 2,000 years ago, and understand what was brewing in their minds when they named epochs...... Unless the scholars of this era have the ability to go back so long ago, even if they rack their brains and gamble on the souls and lives of generations, they may not be able to achieve the goal of their research.

Fang Nuo sighed, and was about to continue reading, but his two hands suddenly copied from behind him, accompanied by the prompt sound of "Malicious Value Increase", and lifted him up.

"You can't do that, Liuliu, you're going to mess up the data." The witch carried him to the flower-shaped cushion in the corner of the table, then picked up the top piece of paper, "And you don't like the smell of ink, do you?" It is certainly very pungent for small animals. ”

It's okay...... Fang Nuo glanced at the back of the paper and saw that it was also crowded with words.

"Do you remember who the guest who came to visit me just now?" "Not Lady Iris," said the witch, "not the guest from before—the one who left the package at our door in the morning." ”

"Liuliu, if you still have an impression, can you help me find him?" The witch half-crouched down, her hands resting on the edge of the table, her gaze level with Fang Nuo's, "I want to give him back what he forgot to take." ”

I don't know where Noka lives, how to find it?

Fang Nuo first looked away in the direction of the window, and put on an attitude of not willing to help, but after thinking about it, he had just become interested in the previous visitor, and staying in the witch's hut was also angry with the witch, so it was better to go out and try his luck.

He stood on his tiptoes, stretched his body, and made sure that there were no more dead branches and leaves on the windowsill, and then, under the watchful eye of the witch, he jumped to the ground and ran to the door.

Before going to look for Noka, Fang Nuo seemed to have a new idea, so he turned back, picked up the cloth bag left by the old woman before, and set off again.

As a demon beast, because he has to play an ordinary creature in front of humans, even if the sequelae of the failure to ask for the seal are gradually alleviated, he can't speak in front of humans, and it is very inconvenient to communicate.

With this bag, it might be easier to find out about it from Noka...... The premise is that he knows who the thing originally belonged to.

Although there are many miscellaneous things in humans, many times, they do not mark their names or other identity information on them, and their sense of smell is not as good as that of monsters, so they cannot identify their companions by smell.

In terms of the perception of spiritual power, only "capable people" are still keen, and those ordinary humans can be labeled as "blind" when they are placed in the demon beast family...... What is the difference between a demon beast that can't perceive spiritual power and a blind one?

Fang Nuo thought as he ran with the cloth bag in his hand, and after a while, he descended from the boulder platform to the mountain village.

In the afternoon, the light of the time and space did not bring enough heat to the ground, which blinded the creatures walking outside and reinforced their impression of the harsh winter months.

Fang Nuo was lucky, and directly at the entrance of the church school in the village, he bumped into a young human wandering around idle.

He screamed and pounced, biting down on the man's leg to get his attention.

In fact, Fang Nuo originally wanted to bite a human ankle - just like he had left his own claw marks on the mourning bird Xiao Hei before, this idea, according to the elders of the clan, originated from the deep desire for blood in the heart of the beast clan, which is a typical "atavistic phenomenon".

Only a demon beast that can restrain this urge to see blood is a mature demon beast, and correspondingly, the younger he is, the more he can't suppress this beast instinct.

In the eyes of their ancestors, humans were nothing more than prey that could run on two legs on the ground, no different from other creatures that could be hunted.

When I saw a tall tree, I wanted to climb it. When you see a bird soaring in the sky, you want to destroy their wings so that they can only crawl on the surface forever......

When I saw humans, if it weren't for their lack of height, I would have liked to bite them on the back of their necks according to the hunting skills taught by my family......

Fang Nuo shook his head, letting go of the mouth that had bitten the leg of the young human's trousers.

I am a civilized demon beast, and I should correct this kind of hunting when I see the weak...... No, it should be a bad habit of "killing for no reason".

The traditional indiscriminate killing habits of the Huang Xian clan – the elders who taught them about hunting mentioned that they often hunted more prey than they actually needed when they went out hunting – had a subtle influence on the behaviour of their juniors.

"Isn't this Six-Six?" Noka, who was incapable and an ordinary person, noticed the little beast fighting against instinct under his feet, "Why are you here...... Have you ever been back? At noon you were all of a sudden, and I thought ......"

Do you think you have lost the witch's "pet", so you don't dare to go to the door to collect the things you left behind?

Fang Nuo's eyes had a little more disdain, but he had already mastered the indecisive and simple-minded character of the human in front of him, and the contempt in his eyes did not contain the slightest malice, but more of a speechlessness for humans.

"Phew," he sighed as he saw Noka, "it's good that you're back." ”

Fang Nuo snorted with his nose and flicked the cloth bag he had brought to the human's feet.

Noka bent down in amusement, just touched the surface of the cloth bag, and paused again, and his expression became a little strange in an instant:

"Did the witch tell you to bring this?"

You could think of it as Fang Nuo's smiling expression, but the hair on his face made it look more sincere than unnatural.

The woman was considered the guardian of the village, but she didn't really care about the people of the village at all.

In the face of malice that was almost materialized, she just laughed.

I really don't know what her brain circuits look like......

Noka hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the cloth bag, pinched it in his hand, and then removed the strap used to tie the mouth, and looked at the empty space in the two bags.

"This is, Mrs. Iris, right?"

Do you know her too?

Fang Nuo cast an expectant gaze, hoping to learn relevant information from human mouths.

"Before I left the mountain village, that lady had been looking at our witch unpleasantly."

Instead of calling the witch "Adult", he replaced it with a tone that looked like he was telling a story to his sister, adding a more intimate prefix to their guardian.

At the same time, Fang Nuo also heard that in the opinion of the young man in front of him, "Mrs. Iris" was not the same kind of person as them.

"She's stubborn." "Even when everyone accepted the new residents of the village, she kept sticking to her initial advice and persuading the people around her to reject it...... What do I mean, hey, Liuliu, although you seem to be a very good listener, you have a flaw that cannot be remedied. ”

"If only you could understand." He sighed, "That way, I'll be more enjoyable to talk about, and I won't feel like I'm talking nonsense." ”

Inexplicably, he saw a hint of blame in the eyes of the little beast at his feet, and the other party seemed to be still disgusting him, and after he stopped the topic, he actually gave him a blank look.

I don't know if it's my own delusion...... How can a small animal be so humane?

However, seeing that he did not intend to continue, the little beast turned his head and walked away, his white tail with a black end tapping the ground again and again, and his hair was covered with small droplets of melted snow and frost.

"Uh, look!" Noka hurriedly called out to the other party and showed him the mystery of the cloth bag in his hand.

The cloth bag, which looks ordinary on the outside, is simply sewn from the most simple cloth in the most simple color, not ugly, but it must not be good-looking.

Inside, however, a beautiful landscape has been carefully embroidered with outstanding craftsmanship, stitch by stitch, and if the bag is completely disassembled, it can become a work of art, hanging on the mural wall of the front porch of the village chief's mansion for people to see.

In a sea of blooming irises, brilliant colors of blue-purple, purple, reddish-purple, white, and yellow are sprinkled everywhere, including the corners, and even the sky is rendered with a similar color, and there are kites flying over it, adding vitality and vitality to the picture.

Two figures stood in the midst of the flowers, holding hands, as the wind blew away the straw wide-brimmed hat worn by one of them, and the hem of her long skirt, which was white with a hint of pink, also rose in the wind, blending in with the colors of the flowers.

Although the figure is small, it still makes the viewer feel its importance to the picture, without them, the painting feels much empty, a little less aura.

Although the other figure in the landscape painting does not have a signature movement, nor is it painted with specific physiognomic features, it will inexplicably make it feel like a creature seeing him, he is smiling, and he is very happy.

Of course, the same was true of the woman who shook his hand.

Well...... Fang Nuo thought that he was a quick-thinking monster, and seeing this picture, combined with Lady Iris's attitude towards witches, and other factors that could be reminiscent, the answer was already coming out.