Resurrection of Spiritual Energy and Rebirth as a Crocodile

Headache, cloudy, rainy... No, it's not just rain… Who am I? Where am I? I am Gu Yuan! Isn't he dead? Why is he still conscious? He can't see anything or move anything. It's like a ghost is pressing down on the bed. But it feels quite comfortable, like being naked in a greenhouse, surrounded by endless warmth. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.