Shen Nianzu must have gone unconscious at some point, because when he came to, it was to the sensation of gentle rocking as if he was a small boat buoying amidst the vast ocean.
He cracked his eyes open groggily, only to realize he was being carried on Jin Jiuchi's back.
Jin Jiuchi instantly picked up the subtle shift in his breathing and greeted him with a tone full of smiles, "Nian'er, you're awake?"
"Where…"
Shen Nianzu swept his gaze around but failed to discern their current location. Nothing could be seen on each side except for the stretch of road they were walking on, which led to somewhere unknown. The only source of illumination came from the sparse streetlamps on the sidewalk, but even then, the lights were so dim as if they were ready to gutter out at any moment. Tiny gray flakes drifted down from the sky akin to goose feathers, blanketing the ground like a thick carpet.
Was it snow or ashes? He couldn't tell.
