C65 A Portrait of Madame Laure(1)
The vermillion copper door opened, and the grass grew.
Chung Jingchen, who had just experienced the transition space, saw that the scenery in front of him was inverted. He could not tell which was the real thing and which was the shadow that was swaying out.
He shook his dizzy head and squatted on the spot for a while before he felt the sequelae gradually disappear