That night, Chu Dazhuang lay in bed, tossing and turning, and slowly drifted into a deep sleep.
By then, the moon was shining brightly, and Jinshan Temple had finally quieted down. The sounds of insects echoed all around, and there, Chu Dazhuang was lying in bed, sinking deeper into his slumber amidst the haze.
The moonlight streamed through the window, casting its glow on Chu Dazhuang as he gently closed his eyes and fell asleep. But at this moment, Chu Dazhuang's brow furrowed slightly, somewhat troubled.
"Hmm?"
Chu Dazhuang murmured contemplatively, and when he opened his eyes, he looked around in a daze, only to find everything shrouded in fog.
"This is..."
Before Chu Dazhuang could finish his sentence, the scene before his eyes suddenly brightened, so intensely that he couldn't keep his eyes open.
After a while, when the brightness had dissipated, Chu Dazhuang opened his eyes again, to find that everything around him had completely changed.