The Sacred Flower Pavilion

Section 13. Bitter memories

Section 13.

...Bitter memories in Song City...

Dozens of train cars had exited the gate of the Zhang family's residence. Hundreds of warriors lined up neatly next to the train cars to escort and guard the entourage. These warriors are at the level of advanced warriors.

(note: swordsman level: 1. Martial – 2. Forging power in ‘ swordsman basic level’ – 3. Qi Formation ‘ swordsman top level’ - 4. Qi Refinement ‘ advanced swordsman’ – 5. Saints swordsman ‘ swordsman dewa’ level. For the swordsmen of the god level there are still stages again. )

There were more than 50 carriages of cars with two horses pulling them. The train car can hold up to a ton of material. Each carriage contains two people who will be in charge of loading goods.

Zhang Quan and Zhang Kun sat in different carriages, considering this little man was still annoyed by his own words to join this cavalry to Song city.

Zhang Quan sat next to the loader who was a horseman. Funny appearance because this is like a child's song ‘ horse coachman’.

The little boy who sat beside the horse coachman was happily in the song, but not with little boy Quan who looked lazy and unhappy on the trip this time.

The journey this time passed through some mountains with forests but not wild forests because there are no monsters or wild bintang, there are also young couples who hide in the bush to reproduce.

In front of their journey there are medium-sized sakte near the border of the city of Bong and Song. They had no difficulty in obtaining permission to pass through their territory, considering that the Zhang Family was a large family of merchants.

And all the sakte have agreed not to disturb and trouble the merchant class because this group has an alchemist for medicinal purposes for every swordsman.

The agreement has actually been made since ancient times, where the merchants must have healers and alchemists who are very necessary for every sect . If there is a sakte that disturbs traders, then the sakte that has a close relationship with this trader will take action.

The night changed and the little boy did not start his conversation with his nephew. He was still alone with his decision. The night they went by in silence. They took a break and stopped walking at night.

The warriors did the hunt for dinner and the loaders became the most reliable cooking chefs.

Zhang Quan's thoughts began to drift in his recollection in Song city. He who smelled the flame began to remember his past in Song city. Slowly the hit formed a video in his mind.

...5 years ago in Song....

Song Town. A region in the eastern continental plateau, a region with the city of Bong with a boundary in the form of a river called the river without end.

At this border the head of the Zhang family found little boy Quan in a basket washed up in the river. The little baby is so calm like no ordinary baby in general.

Song City has another name: the city of a thousand stories. Many stories of antiquity are engraved in the magnificent walls surrounding the region. There is someone who said that Song was the center of the kingdom in the central plains continent.

Five years ago. In this city Zhang Quan also made the purchase of materials for the manufacture of potions. Zhang Quan accompanied his uncle Zhang Ping to the city.

This city is very crowded. There are one large sakte, six medium sakte and dozens of small sakte. Because all these sakte sakte waters are the same making this city rarely riot.

If there are at least ordinary fights, but sometimes there are group wars. However, it can be overcome by the large sakte that dominates Song city.

The White Wolf. Sakte with special skills spear guns and axes. This sakte includes a large sakte because it has millions of members of the sakte. Almost 60% of the members of the same surname sakte because this sakte like the Zhang merchant family that highly upholds family.

In this city there is a special area, where all the different people can interact with each other. Market, that's right. It is in this place that all types of sakte are free to trade and fulfill basic needs in their respective sakte. In this market also often there are fights and group wars.

The market is called Guyangan. The market has an area of more than a thousand square kilometers. One would think this was the city when it first came to Song City considering all kinds of entertainment, shops, drugstores, vegetable towns and full-fledged lodging hotels were here.

Zhang Quan's entourage and his uncle to the city were intending to purchase materials. They split their respective tasks. Zhang Quan had his own list and his uncle also had his own. They search for the ingredients on their list.

The list of materials that Zhang Quan had included: embarrassed princess leaves, four o'clock flowers, a thousand-colored leaves, banana flowers, engenggondok flowers, yellow leaf lotus, sea ant seeds, etc, basil brown leaves and five-fingered leaves.

With two hundred swordsman guards and fifties loader stuff. Zhang Quan was able to complete the purchase of the materials within 4 hours.

“Yosss, it's too late to go back to the group. Let's spend the rest of this time shopping for each need.” Zhang Quan said ticking the purchase list of the last item.

“Share the whole army into two parts. One part keeps the goods and another one is free to shop. For those who have finished shopping should exchange positions to take turns just in.”

Zhang Quan's cry was heard by everyone.

“ Siaaaaapppp.”

“Create.”

“okey.”

Various exclamations sounded in unison in the ears of this little boy. Zhang Quan and half the troops went to share the place to fulfill their equipment.

Two hundred people spread out quickly. Some are heading to shops, jewelry stores, herb shops, entertainment venues, love hotels and so on. Zhang Quan did not take the giddiness of those who ignored him as his young master.

Zhang Quan felt that he was already big and did not care much about the escort anymore given his current age of twenty-five years.

For the matter of swordsman level, Zhang Quan was able to draw one-on-one with a top-level swordsman. According to Zhang Quan it was enough to just protect himself.

Different from the other groups. Zhang Quan was more interested in the silat book shop in this Guyangan market. Because unlike the others Zhang Quan was separated from his entourage.

Slow steps and eyes that continue to practice and leave around the market. Zhang Quan did not wish to miss his favor from this market crowd. With a few more steps Zhang Quan would reach the shop he was heading to.

Bukkkkkk

A teenage woman bumps into Zhang Quan at a crossroads. Zhang Quan cursed in his heart. But he did not say it because the woman in front of him looks cute and funny like a child.

“Small fry, the running of the heart. You are again looking for your mama yah” Zhang Quan said as he extended his hand.

Zhang Quan considered the woman before him to be around 10 years old. With a height of 140 cm and ponytail hair and an immature face. Her clothes look mature even though they are not appropriate for her age.

“ Don't worry, I'm even older than you.” The woman woke up from the fall and stood before him.

Zhang Quan was like in a lightning strike. His heart gasped when he heard what he often said to Zhang Mei.

“Owh, sorry kaka. Kaka why rush to hit me” said Zhang Quan who tried to smile forcedly while pulling his hand from his outstretch.

The woman simply kept quiet and pulled Zhang Quan's hand to join the running together. Zhang Quan could not rebel because the women in front of him had different levels.

‘Middle-stage upper swordsman level. It means that she is an aged woman, ' Inner Zhang Quan.

The woman continued to run Zhang Quan. Zhang Quan did not have the power to rebel, his martial level was only able to balance out the elementary stage swordsmen.

Zhang Quan simply swallowed his own saliva. He prepared his mentality for whatever was going to happen in the future. He could have been taken hostage by the woman in front of him.

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