Gui Haiming never knew where the curse on his shoulder blade came from, and no one would tell him. In this era where the wilderness is still alive and the gods still exist, he does not maintain the worship and belief in the gods like all living beings. "Gods? Most of them are guys who can't live without their faith." Until one day, he saw that man, drinking wine under the peach blossom tree, looking extremely handsome. "I don't believe in God, I believe in you."