Calmness

More than eighty kilometers from Baiqiu Village.

A man in gray mountaineering attire, carrying a large backpack and wielding a hiking pole, who wore a helmet and mask, was rapidly advancing along the winding road toward Baiqiu Village.

The road was desolate and silent, with no end in sight, blending into the forest like a thin gray line.

After walking a while, the man stopped to mark a triangle on a tree with a knife, then looked around the environment.

Click.

Click.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps slowly approaching from behind.

He whipped around but saw nothing.

"Damn, not this ghost stuff again."

The man took off his backpack and hung it on a nearby tree branch. He then quickly climbed a large tree, retrieved his backpack, and unzipped it.

In a swift motion, he pulled out a large dark green tarp and enveloped himself completely.

The moment he was shrouded, he blended entirely with his surroundings and disappeared.