I opened my eyes suddenly. There was a dark wooden dome above my head, and the air was filled with the smell of herbs mixed with sandalwood.
"Wake up... Master, wake up!" A slightly hoarse female voice sounded in his ears.
I turned my head and saw a middle-aged woman wearing burlap clothes, kneeling next to me, holding a pottery bowl in her hand.
There was joy in her eyes, and a hint of unnoticeable nervousness.
I... Wasn't I counting the newly collected bamboo slips in the warehouse of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Museum?
I remember my foot slipped, the back of my head hit something, and my vision went dark...
