(I signed a contract with another platform. Jinjiang won't lead readers to other places. Let's meet again by chance. If you are interested, search for the protagonist's name elsewhere. Maybe you can find me.)
"Do you... Believe in ghosts and gods?"
"Don't believe it."
"They are just monsters causing trouble. Why are they respected as ghosts and gods?"
When Huating woke up from the ruins, except for her own name, the memory in her mind was blank, and everyone around her seemed to approach her because of the value in her that even she herself could not know.
Prosopagnosia, medicine that will kill you if you don't take it for three days, the seven districts corresponding to the seven deadly sins, the sculptures in the Deacon Tower with unknown meanings...
Huating gradually discovered that everything she experienced seemed to be shrouded in a huge conspiracy... Even her birth was planned. Everything was so bizarre that people had to believe in the existence of ghosts and gods.
But so what?
I believe in ghosts and gods.
Also believes in the immortality of the soul.
Intention: Indulge in paintings and not listen to the chants of gods