The two of them were drinking wine and talking about interesting things while looking at the stars glowing dimly in the night sky while the night pearl lighted the pavilion. The crescent moon loomed behind the clouds as the night became darker, sprinkling the moonlight weakly.
The beautiful scenery and beauty under the moon should have made for a very pleasant and joyful experience. However, when a panicked cry for help was faintly heard in their ears, the two people who were talking and laughing stopped speaking and put the wine cup in their hands down. They all turned their gazes in unison toward the dark mountain.
Few people went up the mountain to watch the sunset, and most of those who did wouldn't stay on the mountain after sunset. In the mountain, only a faint light loomed, as if someone held a lamp in his hand.
And the cry for help came from the faint light on the mountain.
