The journey to the volcano of Jesus on Tanna Island in Vanuatu is bumpy. With the volcano roaring, the off-road vehicle walks hard on the volcanic road in the black sand. The chiefs of the primitive tribes walked in the prayer ceremony before each mountaineering, and the young people who came back from work were walking in a small tune. From the sunset waiting to the Milky Way to draw the sky, the volcanic rhythm never changed, sometimes roaring and whispering, the strong Mars spurting, reddish the blue starry sky.