The night was as dark as ink, with dark clouds covering the sky. Distant thunder rumbled ominously, as if a heavy downpour were about to come.,On a mountain path, a tall young man walked with a wooden stick in his hand. He tapped it on the ground rhythmically, making a "tap-tap-tap" sound as he slowly moved forward.,Amidst the dark clouds, lightning flashed brightly. The oppressive sky finally roared with a series of thunderclaps.。