Shang Lu worked as a handyman in Lingxi Wutang for six years, with a monthly salary of 30 liters. He was a master of strength and was used to being shouted at.
Grandpa was an undertaker. After his death, he left behind an old wooden plaque, saying that he was buried there. The card was inconspicuous, dark, with a few streaks of dust on it, and even the rag collectors in town didn't even take a second look at it.
On a thunderstorm night, the card burned itself.
Phytolacca found that this brand can eat things - the fire poison in the medicine furnace, the backlash in the exercises, and the hidden injuries of hard skills. These things are invisible to others, but he can see them. Once you see it, you can put the cards in.
This is tantamount to saying that if others survive a calamity and have a narrow escape, he just stuffs the calamity into the cards and he is fine.
Of course, there are times when the cards cannot be loaded. When it is full, it will be returned to you doubled.
Phytolacca has never taken any advantage in his life. He learned one thing from his grandfather: settle accounts one by one. Whether this card was a blessing or a curse, he couldn't tell yet.
But he knew that he would take over this account.
