Chapter 22: A Dream
In the early morning, a chorus of birds chirping arose, a ray of the morning sun penetrated through the branches of the Welcoming Pine, squeezing through the half-open window gap, and casting onto the face of the person in the bed.
Shen Luo’s eyelids twitched slightly, squinting, and then opened a little bit immediately, just then hastily raised his hand to cover his own eyes.
"Sss…”
As a result of this action, a wave of muscle exhaustion and pain akin to spasms immediately overcame him, and his consciousness also instantly awakened.
An intense panic immediately arose from the bottom of his heart, Shen Luo sat up on the bed, shrinking his body and hurriedly surveyed his surroundings.
Situated not far from the wall in front of him, there was a narrow desk cluttered with a stack of old, ancient books. Not too far away from the desk, a window and door stood side by side. Everything was extraordinarily familiar.
An ecstatic expression emerged on Shen Luo’s face. Lowering his head, he inspected his own body.
His clothes were intact, and although his body was sorely aching, there were no wounds at all. The feeling was more like the discomfort brought about after excessively strenuous exercise.
A familiar smell of mildew mixed with sandalwood suddenly overwhelmed his nostrils, causing him to sneeze involuntarily.