In a ruined temple on a desolate mountain, she kneels and prays for a good husband. On the night the divine statue shatters, an evil god sealed away for tens of millions of years opens his eyes and grants her wish. A month later, Feng Lizhao arrives at her door with betrothal gifts. He does the laundry and cooking, treats her with gentle affection, and cherishes her like a precious treasure, pampering her into a sheltered young bride. She believes this is the perfect happiness bestowed upon her by the gods. Until, amid mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, he turns back with a smile, covered in blood. Only then does she realize that the man beside her in bed is an evil god hunted by all three realms. But what frightens her even more is that, whenever night falls, a little girl who looks exactly like her whispers in her dreams: "You have forgotten. Our original surname was Ban." Beneath that desolate mountain, whose past life is buried?