THE TRACES OF THE FRIENDSHIP OF SPIRITIS AND HUMAN.
CHAPTER 19 (NAN YUN)

After helping him stand Chang yi walked up to the table and placed the bowl he was holding, as he looked silent afterwards, looking at the window a few steps away from him. From where he stood Chang Yi could see thousands of snow falling from the sky, the air inside was warm but not if he was outside. Along with that all the memories of his childhood back in his memory, especially when he was with his sister, a sense of longing must now be felt, he said, it was only natural because in this place Chang yi was born and lived part of his childhood.

"At the end I came back" he whispered.

Xiuhuan who was standing behind him was seen walking towards him, which he then stopped beside the young man, just as Xiuhuan was also looking towards the window. But for a moment he turned to Chang yi and after Xiuhuan turned his gaze back, he then said.

"I didn't expect to set foot in this place, the enemy was so close and if he knew what we were going to do to him, I don't know what would happen"

"The path of destiny is not to be guessed, whatever happens ahead there is a path that we must step on, he said, but if you want to look back then we must prepare to meet the dark past. Although the memories are beautiful but if we feel for the second time it will feel different"

Xiuhuan smiled as after hearing his words, he also noticed the falling snow. "I don't want to go back there even if someone forces me, it's possible that in my next step it will be different. Something I once hoped might happen soon"

"What you're saying is true, it's possible that on the next road or step everything will be different and what we've wanted will definitely happen"

After saying that Chang yi then turned around and looked at Xiuhuan, "there will be no end if it keeps looking at the past, all of it is just memories that will remain that way"

"Now let's go outside, maybe we'll get an idea to enter the palace. No one knows what we're going to meet outside, maybe something really surprising?"

Xiuhuan looked back at him. "Take me and it doesn't matter how I'm doing right now"

"Ah haha I forgot about it, alright you are here just let me go alone. Be patient a few hours after this your stomach won't hurt"

Chang yi left Xiuhuan and let him rest, while he was outside he hoped to find a way to enter the palace and complete his agreement with Qiaofeng.

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"Come here the price of fruit is cheaper, the size is also larger"

The screaming sounds of the merchants were now heard along with the boisterous people there, Chang yi who was among them seemed to be looking for something, his eyes did not stop looking over here and there, he walked over to one of the merchants. There were many items that he had never seen at all, one by one Chang yi observed it but he stopped not long when his eyes saw a complete bow and arrows plastered there.

"Waste? why did you put a bow between all this stuff? aren't you allowed to sell sharp objects like that?" ask the merchant.

"Yes you're right, but this thing is so expensive and rare I got it from a monster hunter's corpse"

"Monster hunter?"

"Two weeks ago after returning home from trading a young man with all his body covered with blood came to me at night, he was like dying and even talking was so difficult. The young man said that he was a hunter who came from the land of Nan Yun"

"Nan yun's? I just heard it"

"really? everyone in their entire universe even knows it, how can you not know??"

"Nan Yun is a land surrounded by two large mountains, each mountain has the name of two elements that we often encounter in this universe. Huo, shui"

"Mount Huo, that place was inhabited by thousands of monsters as well as humans who turned into demons. While Shui many believe first there where the spirits lived before they ventured and settled in the sacred forest, besides Nan yun is the birth country of warriors. There they are all trained to be strong, but unfortunately many do not know where the country is, the ancestors said only people who were lost and did not have a definite direction of destination would find it"

The first time Chang yi found out there was a land called Nan yun, while listening to the early part of the merchant's story he actually did not believe it and considered what he said was just nonsense for him to buy the bow he sold, but when the word spirit came out of his mouth Chang yi started to believe him. He believed it because since childhood his parents often told him about the spirits and their true existence, which existed, not only was it currently someone who had been walking beside him was also a spirit. Now his head was filled with many questions, where was that place?

"Master?, "his daydream was sidetracked as the merchant kept calling out to him.

"I'm sorry I was thinking haha"

"Are you thinking about that place?"

"L-Yes, after hearing your story I became curious as to what the place was like?"

"People say it's a beautiful place, if you want to know more, go to the library over there, there are many books about the land of Nan yun written by some of the warriors who have practiced there, you can read them to the satisfaction"

"Oh well now I'm going to visit there, thank you this is the first time I've known about the place"

"Ah yes equally, somehow but I feel you will find the land of Nan yun. Someday you'll set foot in there and see something you haven't seen in years"

Hearing his words Chang yi only smiled, he then left and intended to visit the library. For some reason but the story of the merchant made him very curious about the land of Nan Yun, in his heart he felt that the place was indeed there. Chang yi was also curious if he went there what would happen?

A little while later he finally arrived in front of the library, Chang yi then walked inside, the place was quite large with many books arranged on several shelves. But unfortunately there was only a young girl who was sitting and reading while turning her back. When after being inside Chang yi then approached a shelf to look for the book in his search, he finally found a book with a white cover that read Nan yun. And without waiting for long, he read it immediately. His face looked so serious reading every letter and sentence written in the book, Chang yi also very thoroughly read every part of the book without a single sheet of paper being missed.

"When reading all this writing I felt the place was very real and even I could imagine what it looked like"

While still reading he walked up to the table and chair and sat there, "there are so many rules in that place, it seems like I won't be able to stand it if I stay there"

When Chang yi opened the next page he was very surprised to see a painting of a man who was about forty years old by the name of Yu xiang being there, something that made him even more shocked and unable to believe the painting turned out to be the same as the painting he had seen while at the house of the old woman who helped him and Xiuhuan. The man was once a spirit god, but unfortunately he had to die in the middle of the war because he lost to Jiao long who at that time had two pure spirit souls in his body and black magic that he obtained from monsters in the interior forest.

From there Chang yi also just found out the moment before going to meet the spirits in the sacred forest and make a plan to destroy the place, a few years earlier Jiao long had gone to meditate in the backwoods to obtain black magic from the demons and monsters that lived there.

Chang yi was so distrustful of what he was reading right now, all the memories of him being in the place of the old woman who had helped him back appeared in his mind, he kept wondering if that old woman was Yu xiang? but hasn't he been gone for hundreds of years?

"Wait a minute, I should have thought about this back then, how did the old woman take me and Xiuhuan to her house? he was very old and walked on with a wooden stick, why did I believe he was taking me and Xiuhuan alone?"

"That means ...?"

From behind him suddenly someone held his shoulder, Chang yi who was looking at Yu xiang's painting immediately closed the book he was reading.