Am I Yang Jian? Being Raised in the Mountains for Sixteen Years

Deep in the Minjiang Gorge, there is a dilapidated Xiansheng Zhenjun Temple. The whole village laughed at Grandpa Song, who was old and confused. He was addicted to feudal dross at an early age and burned incense and bowed before the clay sculpture every day. Xia Zhiqing, who returned to the village during the university break, is a staunch atheist. As a result, he was dragged by his grandfather to visit the ruined temple, saying that he was serving a "true king". Xia Zhiqing felt that her grandfather's feudal superstition was getting worse and worse. Until she ran into the "god" who was supposed to only exist on the murals behind the shrine of the ancient temple. "There really is... Erlang Xiansheng... The true king?!!" Xia Zhiqing's worldview of twenty years completely collapsed at this moment. And that night, the boy's eyes, which had been locked for sixteen years, finally opened.