Xingyi

The scorching noon sun roasted the great earth. The leaves on the trees were all wilted and in low spirits.

Xu Qing’s head was swimming and his chest was tight and almost felt like choking. The fishy smell which invaded his nostrils almost made him puke on the spot. He couldn’t bear this any longer.

He moved ever so slightly and felt intense pain from the back of his head almost as if his skull bone had shattered. His ears were ringing and he almost fell back into a coma.

Xu Qing struggled to open his eyes and was at first puzzled as to what had happened. Then all his hair stood on end. He couldn’t believe where he was lying and almost screamed out loud.

All around him was garbage and various rotten materials; pork bones, fish heads and plastic bags. The smell of garbage assailed the nose with great momentum.

It was an absolute nightmare for a fussy person like him. His scalp went numb and his glare could almost kill.