Incense War: the Republic of China

God, too, is going to fight for incense. What he bumped into was the dying old god. The statue of the Kitchen God shed tears of blood on the night of worshiping the Kitchen God, the Temple of Wealth caught fire for no apparent reason, and inhuman scratches appeared on the door panels. When fear filled the air, the colored windows of the foreign church reflected the bluestone slabs at the entrance of the town. Chen Wang discovered that the "incense" that relied on it for survival was about to be cut off. In order to survive, the remaining Stove Lord and the God of Wealth conspired to bring a disease to the town under the guise of the God of Plague, and then harvested faith in a "savior" gesture - trading mortals for a lifetime. Three days later, at midnight, we were at Zhenxi Jingtai. Chen Wang held on to the only weapons he had: a brass magnifying glass, a bottle of iodine, and a copy of "A Brief Introduction to Epidemic Prevention." When the remnants of miracles are burnt with iodine into pale golden foam, and when the magnifying glass reveals that the threads of faith are broken, the first shot of the war between science and myth is fired at the well platform. Deeper down, my father locked the wooden box that contained family secrets, his eyes as dark as an abyss. This is a war with no winners. The old gods eat bad faith, the new gods spread the gospel, and darkness sucks fear. Chen Wang stands between science and superstition, old gods and new gods, humanity and divinity. The only thing he knows is that when gods do anything for incense, mortals must learn to use reason to fight for a way to survive.