Tales of the Spirit Realm

Lin Yi’s consciousness slowly emerged from a haze. His head felt heavy, as if wrapped in thick fog. When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying in an unfamiliar, old-fashioned wooden hut. The furnishings were sparse: a wooden bed, a table, and a few chairs. Mottled sunlight streamed in through the window, casting a pattern of light and shadow across the rough floorboards.