One Inkstone Can Save One's Life

Shen Qingying is seventeen years old, her life pattern is about to wither, and her side branches call her "short-lived". The old shopkeeper left an ancient inkstone and said that only those who can see the fate lines are worthy of passing their fate. She could see it - but every time she used the life-saving inkstone, the cracks in her own life pattern deepened. In three months, she had to find out the death of the old shopkeeper and protect the small pharmacy; she also had to deal with a cold-faced official from the Tianheng Sect who suddenly came to the door and said he wanted to "cooperate" with her. The destiny line said that people like her deserved a short life. Shen Qingying put the inkstone on the counter and smiled: "Then I will try to save my life."