Ranger Carl sat on his knees, spreading a paper bag on his knees, carefully preventing the things in it from being sprinkled out. His movements were soothing and smooth, with a special rhythm and even a bit of holy smell.

After picking with his fingers for a few times, he found the part that could satisfy him, gently pinched it with three fingers, and placed it on the reed leaves beside him. The wind blew in the forest, and it was still far from the tree hole, and it was already caught by the keen ranger. His hands were like a clever and fast hummingbird, and he quickly rolled up the paper bag on his knees to avoid being stolen by the naughty wind thief.

Then, he rolled up the reed leaves, rolled them into a cylinder, and held them in his mouth. A piece of wooden strips with sparks came closer, touching the far end of the reed leaves, and immediately, blue smoke came out. Carl narrowed his eyes, his breathing became slow and deep, and the sorrow in his heart seemed to be relieved with the smoke.

The old dog hates Rangers smoking the most. They make their nose itchy and runny. He moves his body outward, lowers his body and hides in the upper wind where smoke cannot blow. He has to live a few more years, but he dares not get too close to the toxins.

Although the animal companions don’t like their behavior, Ranger Carl thinks there is no big problem with smoking. He is not addicted to smoking and is very picky. He particularly likes tobacco leaves called "Fairy Fireworks". There is only one place in the world that is produced, that is, Kangjian Forest.

Kangjian Forest covers a vast area and can shelter a large number of creatures, including a dwarf village. They are far away from humans, and the dwarf pioneers lived here before establishing the village village, and have been using various illusions to hide the location of the village. They only communicate with the Jungle Rangers and some trusted druids to obtain information from the outside world. Other times, they all live a life isolated from the world.

"If you don't cause trouble, you won't mess with you." This sentence is a bit too natural, but the dwarf has always regarded it as a creed and strictly guarded the secret of the village location. Now the dwarf village has a population of 2,000, and it is actually a big town, but for outsiders, whether the village exists is still a mystery.

"Fairy Fireworks" is a product of the Dwarf Village. Its main purpose is not to draw, but to release some magical materials.

"It's been a long time since I've been smoking it, it's been about half a year." Carl gently spit out a smoke ring and then coughed twice. "I won't look for you, and you won't come out. I'll be bored if I've been staying in such a place all the time?"

"We have many things to do, so we will not be bored." The speaker was a dwarf, sitting cross-legged on the ground, leaning against the Ranger's python behind him. He had a big head, a small body, a short limb, round eyes and three goatee beards. "Mr. Ranger, the elder asked me to help you this time, but he didn't say anything. Can you tell me now?"

"Some bad news came out of the Viper Cliff Castle, and some scavengers saw the strange black shadow there. Eliminate the fact that was exaggerated by fear, I think their description of the black shadow is like a servant who is angry." Carl took a deep breath and almost sucked the reed leaves into his lungs. The thick smoke came out of his ears and eyes. When he saw this scene, the dwarf hurriedly covered the corner of his mouth with his fingers.

After clearing his throat, the dwarf barely restrained his impatience, so that he could speak in a calm tone. "Is this trouble still the trouble? Haven't the relics of the demon priest been found? The poisonous snake cliff castle has been destroyed for three hundred years, but there will be angry servants from time to time during these three hundred years. We really want to know when will this trouble be completely solved?"

"Your elders have also visited the Poison Snake Cliff Castle in person, but I still can't find the mask of evil spirits?" Carl was a little impatient. The dwarf's attitude made him dissatisfied. And he also had something upsetting. Who would answer the questions in his mind? What happened between the missing Solu and the injured Mike? What was the blood on the ground and the missing weapons? Why did several small animals suffer from poisonous hands, and the big white goose "Sausage" is safe and sound?

Yesterday he sent a python worm and asked it to take a letter to the Dwarf Village for help. This afternoon, he left for a while, patrolled the forest and went to greet the returned python, but he saw a mess at home. The messy traces on the grass indicate that a fierce battle had occurred here, but there were only blood from the orcs on the ground. Mike was just a novice in combat, probably not Solu's opponent, so who hurt the orcs, and where did he go?

"The Angry servants will not leave that area without accumulating a certain amount, so it will not have any major impact as long as they are eliminated as soon as possible. I will go to the Poison Snake Cliff Castle in two days to see the situation. Now I need a brilliant gem protection." Carl extended his hand to the dwarf, but the dwarf seemed to not understand.

"Bright gem guard, don't tell me you didn't bring that thing!" Carl's eyebrows stood up and he clenched his fists: "Only the guard's guard's guard's guard's evil and calm emotions can control the influence of anger, otherwise the danger there will be too high!"

"Of course I brought the guard guard, but this time is different from the past. I will take the guard guard with you." The dwarf shook his head and said with a smile: "The elders think that perhaps only when the servants of the Rage will appear will the evil mask be revealed. In the past, the simple act of cleaning up the servants of the Rage will treat the symptoms but not the root cause. The longer the time it takes, the greater the impact on our community. So this time I will follow you. Let me introduce myself, I am the best magician in the village, Greens Mumu."

"This is different from the initial agreement. The Jungle Ranger protects the healthy forest from evil, and the residents living here must provide timely assistance."

The dwarf raised his index finger and shook it: "I'm just helping?"

"The Brilliant Gem Guard is to help, you will only help you!" Ranger Carl was not polite: "Your village has been closed for a long time, and you have used illusion to hide and hide. No one has real combat experience. It is better to take you to the battlefield with the young man downstairs. At least he is big enough to attract the attention of the enemy and cover me up for a second or two."

"Hmph, Mr. Ranger, the current situation is where I am, the guard is where I am." The dwarf was not polite, and had no intention of giving in at all: "I will let you see my powerful magic power!"

The dwarf swung his fingers, and spots of dust slid down from his fingertips. After a beautiful spell sounded, the dwarf's figure became as hazy as a mirage, and then gradually disappeared.

The dog meat ran to the door, sniffed it with its nose, and then pointed it obscurely with its front paws, indicating that the dwarf would be hidden there. Carl shook his head, not going to expose the matter. So the old dog lowered his head and whined twice, digged the ground with his claws, indicating that something happened downstairs.

"Why, that guy woke up?" Carl stood up, patted the soil on his body, grabbed the vine beside the tree hole and slid to the next floor. He saw Zhao Mai wake up while yawning, but the puppy was still sleeping soundly.
Chapter completed!