In the autumn of the fifth year of Taiyuan in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, we were on the outskirts of Shanyin County, Kuaiji County.
The smell of rotten grass, mixed with the coldness of rain, penetrated into the nasal cavity arbitrarily. Xi Aixi opened her eyes suddenly, and felt a sharp sting on her forehead, as if she had been run over repeatedly with a blunt instrument. She wanted to raise her hand to touch it, but found that her arm was as heavy as lead. Every time she moved, there was pain in the bones - this was not her body.
In front of her was a dim shabby hut with rain leaking from the roof. A few drops of cold water hit her face, making her shiver. There was a layer of moldy straw underneath him. The straw was mixed with unknown debris and insects, causing an itching sensation when it crawled across his skin. There was an indescribable smell in the air, a mixture of sweat, musty, feces and death, which made her stomach churn.
"Cough... Cough cough..."
