Li Tian felt that he was probably an evil spirit.
You said it was midday, and the sun was so poisonous that it could peel off a person's skin. He was nestling under the old locust tree in his backyard, and was wondering where to go for a meal later, when suddenly a bunch of messy sounds exploded in his head.
It wasn't that kind of tinnitus, and it wasn't someone calling him.
It was like - how should I put it, as if a hundred people were suddenly crammed into his head, and everyone was chattering, making his head hurt.
