Shen Le: Went in standing, came back horizontal? (Seeking monthly votes!)

Shen Le felt himself being wrapped in a force and moving swiftly.

It was somewhat like the last time he had been carried away by that teleportation talisman. But the pressure was not as great—not so great that he felt about to be crushed to death and had to desperately hold on.

Nor was the speed as fast. He had not arrived in the blink of an eye; rather, he could clearly feel himself moving along a certain path.

Of course, it was nothing like being carried by Cloud Kun and traveling stealthily along water veins either, with rushing water in his ears and a canopy of blue water overhead.

It felt, well, as though something were carrying him. It even swayed a little, rocking back and forth, rocking back and forth—

Shen Le nervously clutched a Healing Talisman, ready to save himself at any moment. Wind whistled past his ears, while light, hurried footsteps moved rapidly around him. Tap tap, tap tap, tap tap—

There was the crackle of wooden boot soles snapping dry branches, the crisp clatter of horse hooves striking the ground, and the soft sounds of padded paws pressing down and pushing lightly against the earth—

This time, was the wedding procession carrying me along?

Just don't put me in the Ten-Thousand-Work Sedan Chair! That thing is practically a death trap!

Without anyone to help, if I got stuck inside, I wouldn't even be able to get out!

He silently counted his breaths. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale—

After roughly forty or fifty breaths, his entire body suddenly felt light, followed by a heavy drop. Both feet landed firmly on the ground.

Everything before him was dark. Not far away, water murmured softly, and faint specks of phosphorescence drifted up and down above its surface—