C67 Strange Markings

I suddenly sat up from the bed, drenched in sweat, and realized I was still in the old man's room. Deaf Zhang was fast asleep beside me.

Looking out at the morning sun, I wiped a bead of sweat from my forehead, wondering if everything had been a dream.

But the dream felt too real. I turned to the old man, who was busy cooking, and asked softly, "Grandfather