第一章 魂穿乱世

头痛欲裂，宿醉的感觉特别明显。 林薇挣扎着睁开眼，刺眼的阳光让她眼睛猛地眯了起来。 implication of this dream: she's really died and resurrected. This line of thought made her blurt out, "No, I'm dreaming again..." But the common room that should have been in the hotel room was a small, thatched-roof hut with mud walls. And the furniture was even simpler, with a straw bed and a few stools. This was definitely not a dream, but a reality. She sat up and looked around. The thatched roof was simple and sturdy, and the mud walls were woven with branches, and after being plastered, they were smooth. There was a thatched mat on the ground, a wooden table and a few chairs. The table was simple, made of thick wood, carved with primitive patterns. The chairs were also rustic, with high seats and backrests, simple and practical. In addition to the table and chairs, there are also some farming tools, such as hoes, shovels, and sickles, scattered around the room. It can be seen that the owner of the house before must be a farmer.