Drunkenness itself is not the most terrifying; the most terrifying things often occur after being drunk.
As sunshine spilled across his face, Du Chengfeng's first sensation upon regaining consciousness was a headache—a piercing pain across his entire brain, the aftermath of drinking too much cheap liquor. Excessive drinking damages the brain, manifesting as a feeling akin to having one's head split by an axe.
And it seemed this time was not merely akin.
When he raised his hand to clutch his head, Du Chengfeng felt blood.
"Whoa!"
Startled, Du Chengfeng hurriedly continued to examine, and indeed, he found two wounds.
One wound was right in the center of his forehead, as if an eye had been carved there, and another more perilous one was on top of his head, reminiscent of a skylight—no wonder he felt a chill when sleeping, mistakenly thinking wisdom was emanating from his head.
But now it seemed that perhaps something else was emerging.
"Did I actually communicate with spirits?"
