No Collection Until the End of the Day

The well in the back mountain can count how many days Lin Xuan has left to live. That night, a blood-red account book came to my door: aura, talent, and even other people's lives could be advanced. It can put a price on everything, but it recognizes the thing locked inside his body, but refuses to say a word. If God doesn't collect the debt, who will collect it? He will collect it.