The Spirit World

Chapter 981 Shadow Pendant (Seventeen)
Please give me back my life!

I don’t think I’m that sad right now…

There is no truth in this world, only the entanglement of various causes and effects.

Cause and effect are as natural as humans need to take in food to survive. No one can say that they can live freely and comfortably without taking in food.

It’s just that cause and effect is not something that can be seen and touched like food. It is so good at hiding that people may even ignore its existence intentionally or unintentionally. Everything that flies in the sky, swims in the water, and runs on the ground cannot escape the constraints of cause and effect without exception.

Human beings use their own wisdom to explore the cause and effect and to peek into the "Tao" of the world.

From astronomy and geography to literature and philosophy, and then to mechanical machinery, humans use the invisible "theory of self" to explain the ways of the world and create magnificent miracles of civilization.

The immortal path of the empire, the magic of the principality, the souls of beasts, the wonders of elves, and the reproduction and development of other small ethnic groups have all "invented" and "created" their own unique civilizations, leaving behind precious treasures in the long river of history.

As for the spiritual world, tracing back to its origin, it does not care about the exploration of "Tao".

"Of the twelve ancient kingdoms, only four remain..." An elder of the trolls was very pleased to see Chang Yufeng listening attentively, "Our ancestors did not establish a kingdom. Our ancestors carved everything from three thousand years ago into the rocks of this icy land. The ancient writing has long been lost, and even I can only recognize a few words..."

Chang Yufeng sat cross-legged beside the campfire. He did not have the blue skin of the trolls and could not withstand the polar cold. He was covered with furs that the trolls hunted, which kept him relatively warm. The fire in his eyes burned with the campfire, and they were bright and sharp.

"But, the ancestors of the trolls were not originally trolls..."

The troll elder was quite childishly happy, and passed on his unique "secret" to the traveler...

"Look……"

As he spoke, he waved the magic wand in his hand, and the golden light turned into a butterfly that flew across the wall of the cave in an instant. Suddenly, the murals in the cave appeared, outlining the atmosphere of a different life...

The people in the murals are only in the shape of bamboo sticks. The ones with long hair are women, and the ones with short hair are men. The farmers, the singers and dancers, the hunters with longbows, and the ones holding swords pointing to the sky are all lifelike.

They are just too plain, and time has stripped away their color and refinement, leaving only many incomplete and broken parts.

And no one could decipher or repair the words on it, so it was left to wither and fall away beyond repair.

Chang Yufeng suddenly blinked and opened his eyes. He could not recognize it, could not recognize it completely, could not recognize it clearly. He just felt that those paintings and words were strange, strange and varied, and no two of them were alike. He could not continue to look at them...

After all, he couldn't recognize it at all.

All of these things were quite heavy, but to him, they were so strange.

"That's it!" The troll elder's eyes were blurred, with a light that Chang Yufeng couldn't understand. The flickering bonfire seemed to light up in his eyes, shining brightly, and taking in all the stars in his eyes: "Our ancestors... lived... in such a rich and beautiful field... There were horses and tender grass... There were flying birds, walking beasts, and beautiful... bright... warm..."

In the eyes of the troll elder, the special words were like floating elves, dancing around the stone wall, and every sway was a delusion.

"Elder... why are you telling this gentleman all this... you just need to teach him some common sense..." Ishaar held some objects on her arms and jumped in from the cave where the wind and snow were howling. She immediately closed the cave door with her backhand. The snow fluttered on her white hair and she gently slid it away before it got wet. "He was a human born in [Talon]... Now that Talon has disappeared... won't he have to stay here for the rest of his life?"

The troll elder smiled slightly, looked at Ishar and then at Chang Yufeng: "He is a man with bright eyes, just like you~"

After saying that, he smiled at Ishaer who was walking over, his doting expression was beyond words: "You even knitted a piece of clothing for him~ She is so clever, gentle, considerate, and thoughtful. Whoever marries her will be blessed~"

"Elder, you are talking nonsense."

In Isha's hand was hanging a fluffy dress. Isha looked like her mother, more like a human being, without blue skin and huge teeth, but with the same beauty as her mother.

She squatted down with the clothes in her hand and gently handed it to Chang Yufeng, but Chang Yufeng did not respond to her. He seemed not to understand what this meant. Ishaar then removed the furs on Chang Yufeng's body piece by piece. Chang Yufeng felt quite cold and shivered in the cold wind, so she stopped.

Her silver hair swayed in front of Chang Yufeng's eyes. For a moment he felt that he had seen it somewhere, but he had forgotten it and could not remember it.

Ishaar calmly placed the clothes in his hands, pressed them with both hands, and looked at him with soft eyes.

"Poor human, probably his brain got frozen in Talon..."

She looked at the dazed Chang Yufeng with sympathy and pity, and moved closer to him, wanting to put her forehead against Chang Yufeng's to check if his body temperature was normal.

Thinking back, this was the first time she helped others measure their temperature, because whenever she was sick, her father would put his forehead on hers to drive away the cold and heat for her.

Most of the time, everything she did was under the guidance of her father. She followed his example, leaning her forehead close to him, and muttering to herself: "When I found him in Talon, the entire Talon was destroyed by the battle... He was in a place like a basement... chained... like a... uh... lamb to be slaughtered?"

When the troll elder heard Ishaer's words, he frowned and immediately jumped down from the platform of the mural and came to Ishaer's side. However, Ishaer's forehead was hit by Chang Yufeng, or maybe Chang Yufeng was too scared and pushed his hand towards Ishaer randomly, causing his head to hit Ishaer's forehead and he curled up in panic.

When the troll elder jumped down, Ishar was covering her forehead and pouting her rosy lips, wanting to use her hands to comfort Chang Yufeng, but she was shocked by Chang Yufeng's pitiful appearance and could not reach out her hand.

"You never told me... that he... was tied up like a prisoner by someone else..."

The troll elder pointed the scepter at Chang Yufeng. Chang Yufeng's eyes widened with fear and he stared at the head of the scepter, shaking with fear.

It was like a long gray wooden sword stabbing directly into Chang Yufeng's forehead. He couldn't help but tremble and his teeth chatter.

"Elder!" Ishaar hurriedly pushed the elder's scepter away, looked at the elder with some doubt, and said angrily: "He can't bear this! He just walked out of the shadow of terror... We have to help him..."

Ishar looked at Chang Yufeng pitifully.

It was like watching a lamb surrounded by a hunting party.

The lamb could only tremble in fear when facing the hunting encirclement. Its legs were bent under the sharp blades, which barely prevented it from kneeling. But it had to surrender in the end, and could only shake its head frantically, waiting for the dying blade to pierce its skull.

(End of this chapter)