Xie Wuwang is a credit card holder.
Knives are only available on credit, not for sale. No gold or silver is accepted, only "fulfillment" is accepted.
A prophecy on the handle of a knife will surely come true.
"You should die at the hands of your closest relatives" - Three months later, the son of a wealthy businessman was frightened to death by his own shadow in the well.
"The younger sister will die in his stead" - The twins taught their older sister to have plastic surgery and die in her stead, and the living younger sister became the older sister.
"Save one person, kill another person, and if the numbers are equal, you will have a good death." - After the miracle doctor revived his enemy, he swung his knife to kill himself.
Prophecy is not a prophecy, it is an anchor.
People who borrow knives are not good people, they are hunters of cause and effect.
Xie Wuwang always thought so.
Until he discovered that the first knife he bought on credit was...
It appeared twenty years ago.
At that time, he was not born yet.
The old knife in the master's secret room is exactly the same as his.
The mathematician of Tianji Pavilion said: The causal probability of your knife is 101%, and someone is forcing it behind the scenes.
The orphan in the Western Region said: Your master died twenty years ago, who is he now?
The killer of Wangchuan Tower said: People who borrow knives are cursed and should be killed.
The patriarch of the tombkeeper said: Your entire organization is a debt borrowed from time.
What Xie Wuwang wants to ask most is:
If all my memories are false,
Then who am I?
Is it a knife loaner, a sacrifice, or——
The one who is writing all the prophecies,
The person who wrote it?
