False evidence

Chapter 156 Book of Fate
Back home, as soon as he entered the door, Monkey asked Shen San: Who is that dead-looking guy?

Then he asked me: Was the person present when the safe was opened?
Xiao Shen San said with a stern face, "His name is Zang Zhiqiang, and he's a tomb raider. He said he was present when the safe was opened, and he definitely was. He knows about Kunlun Silver Four, which means he was also present when we were talking that day."

"Was he eavesdropping outside?" Pidan looked at me instinctively.

Shen San shook his head: "It wasn't outside, it was inside. And at that time, he was probably standing behind or next to one of us."

"How is that possible?" the monkey exclaimed in horror. "Does he know how to become invisible?"

Shen San said, "It's not invisibility, but it's close. He belongs to the Hidden Yin lineage, the most mysterious sect in the tomb raiding business. Other tomb raiders need to enter the tomb to find out what's buried there; but the Hidden Yin lineage can separate souls, and the separated souls are like ghosts, directly entering the tomb to check the situation."

The monkey's face grew increasingly grim: "If they really have that ability, what's the difference between that and being able to become invisible? Getting involved with them is really going to be a huge problem."

Seeing Xiao Shen looking at me, I snapped out of my daze and gritted my teeth, saying, "Kill him! We must kill him! We can't let Baldy live either!"

Xiao Shen was startled: "There's no such thing as a huge grudge, is there?"

I jumped up and down, shouting, "Privacy! Do you even know what privacy is? What can I do in my own home with two people standing around watching? What can I possibly do? What would I dare to do?"

Xiao Shen San realized what was happening and glanced sideways at Pi Dan: "So what do you want to do?"

Preserved Egg was no pushover either, and immediately retorted, "You can't let others see what you're doing!"

"Exactly!" I nodded vigorously.

Seeing my exasperation, Xiao Shen San couldn't help but laugh and said, "You really don't need to worry about that. That rat surnamed Zang shouldn't easily separate his soul from his body again, much less deliberately spy on other people's privacy."

"Nobody would believe that!" The monkey shook its head like a rattle drum. "If I had that ability, I'd be..."

"What else is there?"

Xiao Shen glared at him and slowly said, "Four years ago, Zang Zhiqiang and my second brother went to do something important. That time, he saw the past of the Cangyin lineage on the Wangxiang Terrace, and his skills improved greatly. Therefore, even Bai Jing, a shamanic disciple, could not see his divided soul."

That time, although my second brother was crippled, he was perfectly clear-headed. A person with such abilities is bound to do things that are immoral and even outrageous. Therefore, just in case, my second brother redefined some of his personal limits.”

"Quota?" Pidan looked at him curiously and asked, "What's that?"

Xiao Shen San said, "Everything a person does in their lifetime has a quota. Like a smoker, once they've smoked enough, they'll get lung cancer; or someone who's loved fatty meat most of their life might suddenly feel nauseous at the sight of it—that's when their quota is used up. And then there's the matter of a man's sexual relations with a woman..."

I quickly told him to stop; it's better to keep these things unspoken.

The monkey asked, "I can understand what you mean by quotas. As people age, the functions of various organs decline, and lifestyles change. But I don't understand how quotas can be changed artificially? Did your second brother poison him?" "My second brother isn't that kind of person!" Little Shen glared at him, thought for a moment, and said, "Actually, my second brother owns an inn. It's a very special inn; it doesn't cater to ordinary people."

Every innkeeper keeps a ledger. This ledger doesn't record the flow of funds, but rather the fates of everyone who has stayed at the inn, counting from the moment they left for the next three lifetimes. For these people, the ledger is like a book of destiny.

Actually, my second brother considered Zang Zhiqiang a friend for his own good, fearing he might go astray, so he tricked him into staying at an inn for one night. After that, he rewrote Zang Zhiqiang's destiny book, taking advantage of his abilities.

In short, it reduced his quota for doing bad things to a minimum. It's like he can only spy on the privacy of the living five times. Once the quota is used up, he will not only be unable to spy on the living, but he will also completely lose his ability to hide in the underworld and explore caves. In this way, even if he dies, he will have no face to face the ancestors of the Hidden Underworld lineage.

It seems he really wants the Yin-Yang Fan, otherwise he wouldn't have used his quota twice. And because of that, he doesn't have many quotas left, so he certainly won't use them easily again.

Pidan hesitated for a moment and said, "I believe what you said, but I don't understand. If your second brother can change the Book of Fate, why would he leave him a quota for doing bad things?"

Xiao Shen San smiled slightly: "I asked my second brother the same question back then, and the answer I got was: 'What is good? What is bad?'"

I asked, "What kind of person can control the Book of Fate?"

Xiao Shen San glanced at Pi Dan as if intentionally or unintentionally, then turned to me and said in a deep voice, "I know what you're thinking, but you definitely don't want to be the owner of that inn. Because the suffering that comes with being a 'owner' is unimaginable to most people."

Clay Figure Li didn't understand esoteric arts or arithmetic, but as a craftsman, he could perceive things that ordinary people couldn't. That day, he also sculpted a clay figure for Pidan, and he must have gleaned some insights during the process. He couldn't quite capture your likeness, but he could roughly discern what kind of person you were and how you would handle a situation.

Therefore, he specifically forbade you from seeing the clay figurine of the preserved egg. That was because he was worried that you would follow in my second brother's footsteps because of the preserved egg. I can only tell you now that if you really become the owner of the Yin-Yang Inn, you might be able to achieve your desired goal, but you will suffer from the Five Deficiencies and Three Shortages to the extreme, and you will no longer be able to live a normal life, or rather, you will no longer completely belong to this world.

Let me be blunt: by then, you could rewrite the Book of Fate to extend Pidan's life, even making her live to be a hundred. But you can't erase her memories, and you can't live together. So, do you still think that can bring happiness to your woman?

"As long as I'm with you, I'll live one year at a time, one day at a time." Pidan glared at me with tears in his eyes, then turned and ran upstairs.

Xiao Shen suddenly grinned mischievously and winked at me: "Actually, I was lying just now. Not all innkeepers are that miserable. Let the woman be moved first, and everything else will be easier."

"You seem to have a lot of experience?" I was amused and annoyed.

Xiao Shen sighed: "That's how I seduced my old woman back then, but unfortunately she's long gone."

After the monkey tactfully left, I didn't rush upstairs.

Xiao Shen San looks like a child, but he possesses a wisdom that is rare even among people who have lived for over a hundred years.

Therefore, I have so many questions to ask him or seek his opinion on, including the Book of Fate...

(End of this chapter)