The sky in the mountains is black when it is dark, and it is very dark. The wind whistles through the mountains and leaves rustle.

A dark shadow fell in front of the wooden house, and he walked slowly up the steps, staring closely at the figure under the window.

"Look at the good things you've done, you've got a face." A roar of anger rose from behind the shadow, and two strong winds followed it to the shadow.

The strong wind came quickly and fiercely, and the dark shadows flickered around barely avoiding. He turned to the people behind him and shouted respectfully, "Uncle Shi, long time no see,...