This is a heartwarming story. "God gave you the name of this land - Yinchuan." The young man's eyes are the desolate but hot desert. The moment he gives the name, there is responsibility on his back. "Yue Lao is a god of war, you're teasing me." The flower god looked unconcerned. It wasn't until his eyes turned black when someone hit him that he realized that the rumors were actually true. This is the story of the Flower God and Yue Lao, as well as the story of gods and continuity. After the prehistoric times, people no longer needed to rely on faith to grope in the darkness. The first-generation gods gradually lost their followers, and each of them became the remaining images in the ancient scrolls. The world is still evolving, from disorder to order, towards a new future.
Intention: Only faith is irreplaceable in any era.
