I, who am now nameless, am just a mountain ghost in Changsheng Platform.

But I remember that in the past, I was called Lusheng.

I was born into a small noble family in the Chu region.

When I was only in my teens, the Qin army invaded, and our nation lost its territory.

Whatever noble status we had became worthless in the midst of war.

So, taking advantage of the chaos where servants were looting properties, I escaped from home.

In order to make a living, I followed a shaman into the deep mountains and old forests.

Shaman is not a name, but a title.

The people of Chu believe in shamans, believing that they can communicate with ghosts and gods in the mountains or waters, warding off disasters.

I don't believe in shamans, but I know that by following them, perhaps I can find a glimmer of hope in this chaotic world.

I just want to live.

But I didn't expect that the reason why the shaman took me in with a smiling face, brought me to the mountains, and taught me the cultivation of qi and communication with the heavens and earth, was to eat me!