in the midnight of late autumn, the moon is like a silver plate hanging in the sky, sending out the cold and bright moist light. The vast land of the divine world is peaceful, and countless hazy clouds dotted in the night sky make the stars rise a wisp of dim halo. There is no one in the ancient temple of Shengshen. The cool ancient temple is surprisingly quiet. The dense red sandalwood incense curls up in a circuitous way. It seems that the cloud like fog is filled in the big ancient temple. Only the two big men outside the gate were listless and dazed at the boundless night....