C252 Altar

At dusk we walked along the hot, sun-scorched country lanes. I stared at the bottom of San Mao's "Black Robe" who was walking in front of me. There were a few thin white lines there. The black part of the spraying cloth was only enough for the four of us to cover our bodies, so only Sun Zhengwen, San Mao, Monkey and I followed the old man into the mountain forest