Mid-October, the night is chilly, like water.
The verdant in the distance is stained by the night's black, turning into a faintly ghastly green blur.
Unclear to see, within the vagueness, the mountains and nearby branches form some eerie imagery.
Mysterious, carrying the chill of the night.
Li Yu stands at the top of this mountain, on the highest point of the RV.
In the darkness, he surveys the surrounding forest.
All mountains seem minuscule, he feels more of his own insignificance...
"Li Yu, tomorrow I'll take Tiezi, Gangzi, Tianlong, Dapao, and Ding Jiu back with me first; you all just wait here for us," Uncle also comes up to say.
Li Yu gathers his thoughts and says, "Okay, you guys don't need to stand watch tonight; Xiao Hang, Wang Cheng, and I will take turns. You will have a long trip tomorrow, and it's a long time coming and going."
