There Is a Willow Pine in Front of the Door

I was born in this age of strange power and chaotic gods. I have seen through the cold and warmth of the world. There are ghosts, ghosts, demons and enchantments. But I am just a speck of dust in this world. I have no ability. I was born stupid. If it weren't for the nearby villagers, I would have died under the heavy snow after eating for eighteen years. Someone asked this neighbor why all the neighbors treat me like a son. The neighbor said that we have a hero here who fights against millions of demons and only guards the willow pine in front of the door. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.