The Book of Death

Three hundred years ago, on the night of divine enlightenment, all traces of elves ceased overnight, and temples rose overnight. From then on, the imperial power relied on the endorsement of Shinto, and Shinto relied on incense to survive, and the world seemed peaceful. Frequent monsters appear in the border areas, Yi Zhuang cries at night, and the shipwrecked people dare not light their lamps. The more incense burns in the temples in the mountains, the more people are lost. Immortals are in temples, not in heaven; ghosts are in the world, not in hell.