After the welcome party, the witch finds a well-stocked edible rose in the carriage merchant's inventory, and she can finally make her long-cherished rose treat.

After learning about this, Fang Nuo: "Huh? ”

"What the hell, that human, it's so late, is she trying to keep the living beings living near her hut from sleeping?"

"You're not the only one who lives there, little one?"

The mourning birds would never mind any outrageous decisions made by humans, and instead mocked Fang Nuo as the "only victim (suspected)".

"Shut up, you flamboyant bird." The little beast curled up, put its tail on its head, and covered its ears, "Why hasn't the statute of limitations of the hedgehog grass expired yet?" ”

"Our queen and I have grown accustomed to its effectiveness." Xiao Hei curled his claws with a trembling face, and his tail feathers were slightly cocked, shaking up and down incessantly.

"We are also demon beasts, and we know how to use spiritual power to maximize the effect of a medicinal herb."

The implication is that they used atmospheric spiritual power to extend the duration of the effect of the hedgehoggrass.

"You can still use it like this." Fang Nuo felt that he had gained knowledge, "You are really an excellent ......"

Drug testing tools.

He swallowed the second half of his sentence with a sense of humor.

"Then again," said the Bird Queen, who sat more upright than either of them, suddenly, "the half-disfigured carriage merchant seemed to have given her a few words when he said goodbye to the Witch Lady. ”

"Unfortunately, we're too far away from there for I can't hear what they're saying."

"The discussion between 'capable people' is actually nothing good." Fang Nuo didn't care about humans as much as the two birds, "It's just that I asked that woman to meet at the village chief's mansion tomorrow morning, and I want to inform her of something more formal." ”

Xiao Hei and Taro: "............"

Black: "How do you know so clearly?" ”

"Spiritual power, spiritual power!" Fang Nuo had an expression of disbelief, "Aren't you demon beasts?" You should know how to use spiritual power to assist your five senses and enhance your hearing, right? ”

This is a "compulsory hunting course" that every little yellow fairy has to take.

The two mourning birds looked at each other.

"Our family's hearing is already very good." The Bird Queen's tone sounded a little sad, "Our sense of hearing is very developed, and even if we don't rely on spiritual power, we can easily catch the small movements around us. ”

They probably never thought that they would one day be "ridiculed" by a little beast that is not as hearing as good as them.

Although Fang Nuo was only slightly surprised by the "mistakes" of the mourning birds, there really was no irony in his words.

"At least," he said, avoiding the gaze of the two mourning birds, "you know now that you can do that." ”

"With practice, our hearing can cover the entire mountain!" He said without exaggeration that in his impression, the elders all described the elders of the clan in this way.

Those old yellow immortals were all outstanding demon beasts, and their use of spiritual power had been practiced to the point of supernatural perfection, and they had reached the state of perfection.

"I can teach you...... Forget it. ”

In a few days, they will be separated.

Therefore, Fang Nuo's interest was greatly reduced, and his whole body formed a ball, and gradually stopped moving.

"Ah, we're back." After a few moments, Little Black shouted, "Hurry up, hurry up!" ”

"It's noisy." The snow-white beasts got up with a mutter, and when they looked up, they were back on the boulder platform.

Two birds and one beast, you look at me, I look at him, he is looking at you, and then tacitly got up from the feathers under him and jumped onto the lawn.

The Bird Queen also thanked the gentle and large bird that had brought them up, the Emu.

Looking at her polite appearance, Fang Nuo felt that he had some understanding, but whether he should imitate or not when he met strange humans or other creatures who were willing to help in the future was another matter.

Proper respect can also maintain Huang Xian's style, and rudeness is the most humiliating thing, he thought.

"You can wait for us here." After the Bird Queen and Blackie flew away side by side, Fang Nuo said to his favorite "means of transportation", "It's okay, well, to go back to your 'master'." ”

"I don't know if that human grandfather will buy you." The image of the village chief came to his mind, "The human monetary system seems to be quite complicated, but if he doesn't have a currency on him, no matter how complicated it is, it doesn't matter to him." ”

The big bird raised its head to the sky and let out a short cry, which was kind of goodbye to him.

"Okay, then I'll go." Fang Nuo patted one of the emu's toes, then slipped straight under it, following the two mourning birds that flew away first.

When he arrived at the door of the hut, Fang Nuo happened to see the witch coming out of it.

Around her, there were many bottles and jars that Fang Nuo had never cared about, all of which were pulled by invisible spiritual power lines, and wherever she went, they followed.

Seeing the two little birds and her own pet surrounding, the witch pulled down her hood, and her long silver-white curly hair suddenly fell apart and fell on her shoulders.

"Albino species" - for unknown reasons, Fang Nuo remembered a phrase that a young man had mentioned in the past.

The "albino species" of humans.

He believed that using only this set of words would be a good way to describe the first impression of the witch's true appearance in the eyes of other living beings.

In the Yellow Immortal family, everyone will accept each other's differences in coat color, but in humans, it seems that this is not the case.

He vaguely remembered the pale, purple skin that could see the outline of the bones underneath him when he lost control and turned into a twisted human form, and the long, dull silver hair that might have been based on "Lady Iris".

"Isn't it decided?" He sighed and raised his paw to pat his cheek, "Don't be cranky, don't think too much. ”

"How did I come up with two unrelated human figures?" He smiled helplessly, "It's funny." ”

"Six-six!" Overhead, a passionate human cry rang out, "Catch this!" ”

A red, round fruit fell on his head, rolled down his head like a slide, and then rolled down his back to the ground.

Fang Nuo turned around, and could see that the hair on his back had been pressed out of a "path" by the fruit just now.

"......" He resisted the desire to vent his dissatisfaction, arched his body slightly, leaned down, and brought the tip of his nose close to the fruit that had not rolled away.

Sniffed, showed a disgusted expression, and was not ready to bite it.

It smelled too sweet for him to like.

Behind him, two birds are enjoying the "favor" from the witch, pecking happily.

"This is 'Danmu Fruit'." The witch, who was preparing to start making rose sweets, told her animal friends, "The trees that grow this fruit grow somewhere far, far away from here. ”

"Many centuries ago, that place welcomed its first human guests." She raised her hand and beckoned a jar, from which several similar fruits floated.

"As they stood there, they could see everywhere the vermilion 'danmu', and their reddish stems were covered with round leaves, and they had bright yellow flowers, or such red fruits."

"They taste sweet," she crouched down, smiling at the gobbling up of the two mourning birds, "and humans or animals eat it, and they can relieve, no, not feel hungry for a short time." ”

"Xiao Hei, Taro, do you feel like you're full of energy now?"

"Oooh!" The two birds, grateful for the effect of the hedgehog, chirped, "Yes, I feel energetic!" ”

"Me too!"

"In that case," the human couldn't really understand the mourning birds, but she could feel their excitement, excitement, and it wasn't her delusion, "then come and help?" ”

She seems to be very sensitive to the joys, angers, sorrows, and joys of animals.

Although, sometimes it is misunderstood according to the human mind.

However, she is a human being, and there is nothing wrong with human beings thinking about what they have encountered.

Fang Nuoyu sighed lightly in his heart, and with a slight lift of his hind legs, he kicked the fruit that was not to his appetite into the shadows under the eaves.

Never again, he waved his paw at it inwardly.

Although he didn't eat the fruit to avoid hunger, he also had to help the witch.

Stay up late and help the witch make (probably) sweet rose snacks.

We're both clear!

Fang Nuo ticked off the new entry on the "debt book of kindness" in his heart, that is, the kindness that the witch saved his life from the back of the runaway emu.

This "debt book", which only exists in his heart, is itself a purely fictitious image that he unilaterally altered.

But for him, a demon beast who adheres to the principle of "kindness must be repaid", its existence is still very necessary.

"I went to the warehouse and picked up the rest of this year's flour." The witch whispered to herself as she buried herself in her work, "It's the sum of the few shares I didn't get before, a little less than the last time I went inside to do a big cleaning, but it doesn't matter. ”

I see, it was the villagers who thought that their guardians didn't want it, and every time they went in and took it secretly, Fang Nuo realized.

"This is the rose sauce I asked Mr. Yo for me." She hooked her fingers, and a transparent jar flew from the grass not far away, hovering beside her, "and the filling made of roses." ”

"It's great that he has ready-made ones over there."

As she waved her hand to summon the other materials, Fang Nuo suddenly saw a little golden light fall from her cuff.

When I looked closer, I realized that it was a golden leaf that still sparkled in the shadow of the night and weeds.

Paid for it? Also, in order not to owe a favor to suspicious people, it should indeed be done.

While Fang Nuo was sleepy as he watched the piled up of dim sum raw materials at the door of the hut, the two mourning birds had already cooperated with the witch's actions and began to help knead the dough.

Aren't you worried about mixing your feathers in it?

By the way, when you make the finished product, you can also pluck a feather from a bird, which happens to be a different color, and insert it on the work to decorate.

Fang Nuo licked his paws, staring at the two birds in front of him, who were busy up and down, busy before and after, not only "discouraged", but also never even had the idea of "stepping forward to help" from beginning to end.

When I ran up, there would definitely be white hairs mixed in the dim sum, and he was very self-aware and good at making excuses for his behavior of observing the biological clock.

After looking at it for a while, Fang Nuo gradually felt that something was wrong.

It always feels like something is missing.

Have these guys forgotten something?

The witch brought flour from the storehouse, and brought out the oil that had been stored in the hut all along, as well as the animal milk, which had been optimally stored by the influence of spiritual powers......

She also bought rose sauce and rose fillings from the carriage merchants, as well as untreated edible roses, which could be used as decorations on the final product.

What's missing?

"Really," Fang Nuo laughed at the thoughts that suddenly popped into his head, "I haven't done anything like it, why do I think there's something wrong with their materials......

He subconsciously thought of his guess not long ago.

"No...... the snow-white beast shook its head, self-denial.

However, he quickly closed his eyes and silently "prayed" to know the recipe for the rose snack that the witch wanted to make recently.

And so—

[Malicious value spending has been approved, and the composition begins.] 】

A pile of paper fluttered in his field of vision like snowflakes.

One of them almost floated away from the busy position of the witch and the mourning birds, and the evil party was startled, and nervously reached out his claws to hook it back, and for a moment he watched to see if his actions had attracted the attention of the other creatures.

"Is that human going to do it all?"

Looking at the scraps of paper piled up in front of him, Fang Nuo felt desperate for a moment.