Scroll of the Old Year - Wind and Blade

Ten years later. Xiu and Yingfeng passed by a forest. "There is a ghost here." Xiu suddenly stopped and pointed at a shallow low ground and said. Then, the mage made a hand seal, and a white mist-like unknown object appeared in the originally empty forest. It changed shapes uneasily in the mid-air and in the broken sunlight. "It was guarding its own body." Shadow Wind pushed aside the bushes and weeds, stepped forward, and stretched out his hand to scratch the white thing. "It's not malicious. It's about to dissipate." The black elf turned to look at Xiu, "I think..." "Well, okay." The mage smiled gently, with a bit of endearment, then took out a crystal stone, chanted a long spell, watched a string of spells melt into the light green crystal block one by one, and then gently threw the crystal stone to Shadow Wind. The black elf carefully held the crystal and moved it close to the white object. The ghost didn't know how it was comforted, calmed down, and completely penetrated into the crystal block. "Strange and beautiful leaves." Shadow Wind walked back to Xiu and whispered while looking at the pattern that appeared on the crystal in his hand after it flashed. The mage curiously leaned over to watch it for a while, then nodded in agreement, "What piece is it now?" "No." Shadow Wind shrugged and replied, "I put them all together, so I won't be lonely." The elegant thief had no interest in continuing to explore and put the crystal stone into his bag. The two figures slowly disappeared at the end of the path. Not far from where they stopped, there was a tattered wooden sign, and the words on it were a little blurry. ——Misty forest, dangerous! For life, turn back! Conception: