"Huh?"
At the moment he heard that voice, Hu Ma gave a start and suddenly woke up.
It wasn't accurate to say he woke up; he was still asleep but had abruptly left that hazy state and entered the dream with that peculiar little temple.
Raising his head, he saw his own incense burning gently in the incense burner before him.
In the distant dark red mist, there was an almost imperceptible wisp floating through the mist, swirling lightly around him.
"The White Wine calls from Old Yin Mountain..."
By this time, the other side had already called out a second time, the voice hoarse and slightly magnetic.
Found someone again?
Hu Ma steadied his nerves, confirming that it was not an illusion, and felt a surge of excitement well up inside him.
Earlier, he hadn't found anyone, and now, out of the blue, had he encountered the second Reincarnator he had seen in this world?
"You..."
