The bent Osmanthus in the Moon Palace (15)

Whether it was a Chinese-style Palace or a Western-style church, it would appear beautiful when there was sufficient light. Once the light source was gone, it would appear gloomy and terrifying because it was too empty.

Zhang Zian stood at the door of Guanghan Palace. It was dark inside, and there were no lights. The milky-white cold mist reached up to his knees and slowly flowed out like spring water. It really looked like a cold storage used to freeze meat.

Richard was scared again. If he followed them in, it would mean that his night blindness was going to act up, but if he was left outside alone, he would be even more afraid. He had to wrap himself in Zhang Zian's hood, just like a child hiding in the quilt out of fear. Out of sight, out of mind.

Pi's night vision was similar to that of humans, so the wine monkey must be the same.