Chapter 30 Jin Yanzi

Upon recalling the incident, Chen Afu believed that the swallow seemed to have flown out of her left hand.

Staring at the scar on her palm, she started to chant, "In, in, in..."

Suddenly, she found herself in another space. Only, she wasn't standing on the ground but perching on a tree branch.

The air here was filled with a wonderful fragrance. The quiet and beautiful aroma energized her weary spirit and her stiff body seemed to loosen.

Looking down, the tree trunk was thick, slightly inclined, and wide enough to require two adults to hug it completely. The bark was rough and full of black "wounds", seemingly pecked by something.

The tree was not attractive at all. It seemed like a waste for such a shabbily-grown tree to be here.

Beneath the tree was a circle of land, with numerous roots jutting out, making the ground uneven. The piece of land was tiny, just about the size of the tree crown, surrounded by a white fog.