The sachet requested by the temple has miraculous effects.
Jiang Zhusui has always had few dreams, but since then he has been dreaming. At first it was so vague that he couldn't remember it when he woke up, but later it became clear and extremely real.
In the dream, the monster's sharp blade struck at her, leaving a deep bloody mark on her arm. She was confused.
Damn it, why does dreaming still hurt? !
A voice in her head answered her.
"What a fart dream, this is my life, don't play me to death."
Purpose: Live for hope