C838 The Moon Was Dark and the Wind Was High

Half a month ago, in a post station five hundred miles outside of the city of Zhou.

Tonight, the moon was dark and the wind was strong.

Tonight, the world was quiet.

The cold wind on the top of the mountain made an ear-piercing sound. It was like a gong of the underworld, blowing toward the relay station that was covered in darkness at the foot of the mountain