The place where the accident occurred was an intersection on the outskirts of H City. It was raining and the view was dim and unclear. Shen Shian didn’t notice any abnormalities until the huge truck filled with coal suddenly burst out.
He was driving a small sedan that his grandfather had given him as a graduation gift after his university entrance examination. The main propaganda of this vehicle was that it was light and dexterous, suitable for novice drivers. Therefore, it was like a fragile matchbox in front of the rapid impact of the heavy truck driving through the red light and it flew into a mud puddle on the side of the road.
The car rolled several times before landing. Shen Shian, who was tied to the driver’s seat by the seatbelt, could clearly feel that three ribs were broken. One of them had pierced his lungs from the right side. Blood filled his chest and emerged from his nose, mouth and wounds, quickly soaking his clothes.
In the dimness before death, the blood beads shone and the burning pain from his right wrist almost surpassed the pain of his lungs being drowned in blood. Once his vision was clear again, he came to the place he was currently standing in.
There was a quiet space approximately the size of a football field in front of him. The environment wasn’t complicated, and the most conspicuous thing was the three-story, antique bamboo building in front of him. There was a bamboo plant behind the building and two trees in front of the building. One was a peach tree while the other was unknown.
In front of the two trees was an open space surrounding by a sparkling stream. The source of the stream was a spring on slightly higher ground. Below the spring was a pool of spring water. This spirit spring had a diameter of approximately three meters and mist was formed.