"Don't be afraid, he just wants to see the peaceful and prosperous times." When the cultural relic restorer can hear the antique talking, the new consultant always appears when she "sees ghosts" - and later she finds out that he has been waiting for her for thirteen hundred years.
He was once a civilized god who protected China for five thousand years, but now he is an "ancient man" who can't even use WeChat.
Xu Xinghe, the embodiment of the will of Chinese civilization, is on the verge of disappearing due to cultural fault lines. Jiang Wanyue is a genius restorer of cultural relics. She can "hear" the heartbeat of cultural relics thousands of years ago. When she restored the Tang Dynasty Buddha head, the Buddha shed tears for her—and for him for thousands of years.
He has been looking for her for three generations: in the Tang Dynasty, she was a craftsman who poured blood into glaze for him, and in the Republic of China, she was a scholar who protected cultural relics for him. In this life, he woke up early and became her museum consultant.
"Consultant Xu, why do you know these cultural relics?"
"Because..." He held her hand, "One of them is the marriage certificate I carved for you."
When the "Digital Immortality" company tried to erase all historical memories, and when civilization faced the crisis of complete amnesia - the former patron saint of civilization was exhausted, and his wife, a restorer, stood up.
"You used to protect civilization, now I will protect you."
She initiated a live broadcast of the restoration of cultural relics across the Internet, allowing hundreds of millions of ordinary people to touch history with their fingertips, forming a galaxy of immortal civilization.
This is a two-way journey spanning thousands of years:
The gods taught her how to be jealous, make sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and be a mortal.
Mortals held the repair knife for him, inherited divine power, and became the "new god" of civilization.
Intention: Gods fell to the earth out of love, and mortals became gods out of love. They protect the thousand-year civilization with a moment's heartbeat, and let every cultural relic remember: the greatest miracle is the eternal echo of love in time.
