The town of Yufa at night is surprisingly quiet. As a lumberjack-dominated town, it shouldn't have been so quiet at night during the logging season, or it could have been quiet all year round, but the logging season should be at its most jubilant. The streets made up of gravel as a base seem to have lost the ability to speak, and can only use the wind in vain to express their dissatisfaction. It would not be accurate to say that, for after the tavern door closed behind the cheese and made a muffled noise, a light rain began to fall in the night sky, and the raindrops crackled on the ground and roofs.

The mage pulled his hood, he didn't like rainy days, because the rainy days he experienced were always not good. However, there is also a little convenience on rainy days, that is, ordinary people will not deliberately choose to go out on rainy days, even if they go out, their sight is always pressed very low by the rain, and they can't pay attention to things that could have been noticed. So on a rainy day, it's not just frogs and earthworms that will come out, there are many other things hidden in the rain curtain.

Reach out and catch a few drops of rain, then throw them into the air, and the water droplets that go up against the current collide with the raindrops falling from the sky, opening up into a thin curtain of water that floats in front of the brim of the hat. This little trick didn't last long, but if the brim of the hood was too wide and collapsed by the rain, it would affect the view. Tonight, Cheese has to look very closely. His eyes flashed with a magical light, and in the world of magical vision, darkness and rain were not a problem. At the same time, Cheese also notices that he doesn't see those pale blue strands on the street through his magic, and that doesn't mean they don't exist.

In fact, he noticed this problem when he was observing the father and daughter of the Ivy Tavern, when he took out the breath of dawn to shine those strands of hair, seemingly so that people like Kenqi and others who did not have magical vision could see the culprit, and on the other hand, it was also for experimentation. The strands of hair that Cheese saw with his magic would fade until they disappeared after a certain distance away from the patient's hair. Hair that shines with the light in a lantern does not have this phenomenon, and it is clear that the first rays of the morning light are more penetrating than magic. That is also natural, dawn, which is often described as a sharp blade that pierces or tears through the night.

Most of the things that are cut with a sharp blade are things that people don't like. There are many kinds of nights, nights by the fireplace, nights in the futon, and nights with loved ones, they are warm and comfortable. A night in the wilderness, a night in the woods, a night in an empty and unfamiliar room, the same night, different circumstances can also make people uneasy and frightened. Night is still night, there is no great light to fill it so it is night, because of this, night can always involve people's inner emotions, magnify them, there is never a scary night or a warm night, just people feel scary or warm in the night.

And that's all for ordinary people, those who think they're safe in the sun. The Grey robes understood that not a moment in the world was not changing, no night was the same, no sunrise was the same. All things are gone, but the truth remains the same. Under the influence of this cognition, day and night are only materially different from cheese, and cannot have any effect on his psyche. Walking through the cold rain of a summer night, the mage walked quickly, but he was not in a hurry. In a few moments, the exit of the town was right in front of him, and there was a wooden house with a torch burning next to the exit.

The rain may have been uncomfortable for Cheese, but he has to admit that the light rain is really convenient to help him hide his whereabouts. The sound of rain covers up the footsteps and footprints, and the rain curtain also makes people's eyes inevitably distorted, especially when the fire shines on the raindrops, and the thousands of rain threads are like a thousand mirrors, and the reflected light and shadow can confuse the eyes the most. The guard in charge of the level only felt a flash in front of him, his thoughts slowed down, and what he saw in his eyes became blurred. This situation lasted only for a moment in his own feelings, and he quickly readjusted his gaze and saw the world clearly. But in fact, that moment was not short-lived.

Walking through the checkpoints, Cheese's goal is very clear, he is going to the town's water fetch, which is where he meets Bunyan in the afternoon. He wasn't thirsty, and the river was often mudder than usual on rainy days, and he was there to find someone, someone he had also met in the afternoon. The unusually thin woman, whom Bunyan called a witch. In any case, a person who has lived in a woodland outside the town for three years should always know something about the anomaly in the town, and may even be related to it himself, and it is always right to ask her. This is also the reason why the mage did not light the lantern.

The Light of Dawn is too harsh for some beings, and it is better to have it only light up when it is needed. Thinking like this, the magic light in Cheese's eyes became brighter, since he was out of the town, he was not afraid of being seen with his eyes shining, anyway, even if there was really an unlucky person who saw him like this, it was estimated that he would mistake the image of a gray robe with a glowing eye for a ghost wandering out on a rainy night. Spending more mana on the mana vision allows the mage to see more of the details he wants to see. For example, the woman's whereabouts after being roughly driven away by the lumberjacks.

The rain made the footprints on the shallows of the river unrecognizable, and Cheese resorted to magic to track them. Fortunately, he has been on the steppe for so long, and he has not found nothing. The mage, whose eyes lit up, half-knelt on the ground, pressed his palms against the wet earth. The rain washed over him, as if there was an extra stone here at some point. Gradually, a response came from the palm of his hand, echoing with vague messages and more meaninglessness. The mage reopened his eyes and shook off the sludge in his hands, he was not a shaman after all, and he had limited information from nature. But this limited information is enough for him now.

Dig out a little dirt with your fingers and face it towards the sky to let the rain get wet, and instead of scattering, the droplets that fell on the cheese's fingers turned into a thumb-sized balloon of muddy water. The mage turned his finger slightly, and the water balloon remained on the tip of his finger as if it were alive. The finger is pointing in the direction of the dwarf woods, but the water balloon is slightly offset to the right. Cheese then began to orient his fingers to make sure that the drop was in the middle of his nail. After determining the direction, he began to follow the directions. It wasn't him who guided the spell, nor was it some demonic goblin, it was the land under his feet that asked him to do so after listening to Cheese's request, and the muddy water ball could be counted as the manifestation of the land.

Skirting the groves and over the gravel beach, thorns entwined the trunks of the trees, and the bright red berries were washed by the rain like jewels. At last, Cheese found a place that looked inhabited behind the thorny vines and the unidentified berries that seemed to be about to shove itself into his mouth, the middle of a wooded area, around which shrubs and trees formed a natural wall, and if it were not for the guidance, Cheese might have spent a little effort in this natural labyrinth. Towering over it is an abandoned house that looks like it has been forgotten for a while. The style of the house is similar to that of the town, except that it has fallen into disrepair, and the mortar in the middle of the rubble base has peeled off, and I am afraid that it will not be long before it will be destroyed by nature.

It used to be a logging hut and a place for lumberjacks to rest and resupply between logging while the nearby forest was still thick. Now, it's a sanctuary. I just don't know what it shelters.