The World Is as Black as Crows

At dusk, the branches of the tree above the book were filled with crows, and their cawing had already overwhelmed the sound of car horns. The heroine finally made it to get off work, but she was afraid of passing by this only way home every day. The floor was covered with black crow excrement, and one crow's excrement fell on the heroine's forehead, Yintang point. I saw Yintang emitting yellow light, and she disappeared into the dusk traffic and crows.