When night falls, it is always the time when people are most afraid. I took Mrs. Wang and Xiao Yudian back to her house with a torch. When I left Mrs. Wang's house, I passed by the quarry. The wind in the mountain col was extremely cold in this early winter. I had long heard that this quarry was famous for its name when it was blasted with earth and gunpowder. Li Xiaoqian held the torch in his right hand and held his grandma in his left hand to seek an amulet for himself, speeding up his pace.