In fact, this kind of fate is easy to break. Meng Fanyu doesn't need to use any non-existent magic to borrow lifespan from others. He just needs to transfer the good luck that Meng Zhe can't bear to someone else.

However, this would probably be very difficult for Meng Fanyu as well. As for himself... he couldn't do it right now either. He could spend more time with Meng Zhe and borrow his good luck to ease Meng Fanyu's burden.

But how could they say these things to each other? However, Monday morning was full of classes, and Shang Lin left in a hurry as soon as class ended at noon, so they didn't even have a chance to talk.

However, Shang Lin really didn't have time, and Meng Zhe hesitated to talk to him, especially seeing his nonchalant attitude, as if he didn't care at all.

Since Shang Lin started commuting to school, she no longer eats in the cafeteria and always seems to be in a hurry, which surprised her deskmate Su Jinghang. As soon as get out of class ended, Su Jinghang asked, "What are you busy with all day? I hardly ever see you except during class."

Shang Lin explained with a smile, "I've been busy, but I'll be fine once I'm done with this."

Since Shang Lin had already said that, what could Su Jinghang say? Besides, judging from his expression, it didn't seem like he was in a difficult situation, so he didn't press the matter. But in his heart, he had a feeling that his little classmate Shang was getting further and further away from them.

No, no, no, not only Xiao Shang, but Meng Zhe is also a bit different from before. Only he and Lin Shengqi are still the same. So what happened during this holiday? Those two seem a bit... strange?

The next day at noon, Shang Lin arrived at the meeting place only to find that he was the last one to arrive. She Jinxing had already helped Manager Duan load the car. He really wanted to say, "In that case, what's the point of me coming?"

She Jinxing, however, gave Shang Lin 100 yuan first, saying, "Cousin, go eat first."

Knowing that Shang Lin had concealed his commute and phone number from Manager Duan, She Jinxing cooperated fully.

The next second, Manager Duan also gave Shang Lin 100 yuan, saying, "Take this too, eat whatever you want."

Shang Lin paused, so he was just here to freeload? But he didn't stand on ceremony and accepted with a smile, "Then I'll go order first, and you can come after you're done."

Manager Duan hurriedly refused, "No need, no need, I came after eating, and I need to get back as soon as I finish loading the truck."

"Oh well."

Since Manager Duan isn't eating, and Shang Lin doesn't want to spend money eating out, Qiu Niang and Huang Ying's cooking skills are improving rapidly. They've even learned to cook the almanac quite well, and I believe they'll be able to master it soon.

However, Xing Tian had no interest in cooking at all, and his culinary skills remained at the level of simply boiling eggs and noodles. He was single-mindedly thinking about ways to make money, which was worthy of being the head of the finance department of Yuntai Sect.

When Shang Lin got home, She Jinxing had barely finished eating when he returned. She sat down opposite Shang Lin and took out the money, placing it in front of him. "Except for the hundred yuan given to the sect leader, it's all here."

Shang Lin has now developed the habit of taking a nap, so he only glanced at the table and said, "I need to take a nap since I'm in charge of the family accounts."

"good."

She Jinxing was surprised that their sect leader, who was clearly someone who was extremely short of money, was so calm and composed when it came to money, to the point that he began to doubt the other party's identity.

This suspicion is similar to Hu Tangdi's; they considered possession, but the cost of possession is too high, and the chance of success is extremely small, especially in the human realm, where it is almost impossible to accomplish.

Could it be that the sect leader's poor health is a side effect of the successful possession? That would make sense. Was the sect leader truly the former sect leader of the Yuntai Sect?

But where is this Yuntai Sect? Is it the cultivation world he occasionally mentions? She Jinxing was extremely curious about where that cultivation world was. Was it possible for him to go there?

By the end of the month, Shang Lin was finally able to focus solely on studying and cultivating. During this time, Meng Zhe never spoke to him, yet he kept a close eye on him.

Even the oblivious Su Jinghang noticed something was off and quietly asked Shang Lin during break, "Did you and Meng Zhe have a fight? He seems a bit strange."

With a youthful and innocent face, Shang Lin replied, "No, he probably missed a week of classes and has been chasing after things lately, so he's probably tired."

Su Jinghang nodded subconsciously, "Yeah, that's possible. After all, we're in our graduating class. Missing even one day of class is enough to catch up, let alone a whole week."

But after saying that, Su Jinghang felt something was off, but Meng Zhe had already returned, so he couldn't ask any more questions. Of course, it could also be because Shang Lin was a day student, and they didn't spend much time together outside of class.

Although Shang Lin figured out how to break Meng Zhe's fate, he didn't say anything to him. After all, he didn't know what the other person was thinking, and he wouldn't be a pushover.

Moreover, a person will only remember the kindness of the person who helped them when they are in the most humble position. It's not that Shang Lin is heartless, but as a former sect leader who has lived for thousands of years, what kind of people and things hasn't he seen?

There are countless examples of people repaying kindness with enmity, and besides, he is currently in his most vulnerable state, and being a minor, his words carry little weight, so he cannot say much. Moreover, although Meng Zhe is destined to die young, he will not die now; there is still time.

The day before the midterm exams, the school gave the ninth graders a day off. Shang Lin prepared to refine pills, and during class he had almost no time to soak in medicinal baths, so he could only take pills.

Just as Shang Lin was making preparations, the lock on his door was suddenly pried open. He was about to see which thief was so bold when he saw "Old Man Chai" rush to the door and "greet" the person who came without moving.

The man opened the door a crack and peeked in. He saw the menacing "Old Man Chai" and was so frightened that his legs went weak and he tried to run away, but Ji Xiaoyao caught him quickly and lifted him in like a chick, then closed the door.

As soon as he was brought in, the man began to beg for mercy, "Sir, sir, I just went to the wrong door, I didn't mean to do anything, please let me out."

"Old Man Chai" grabbed the man's right hand, then pointed at his lock-picking tools and said, "You call this a key?"

The man cried out as "Old Man Chai" squeezed him, "Grandpa, Grandpa, let go! It's going to break! It's going to break!"

Shang Lin walked over from the kitchen and took a look. The thief was probably around thirty years old, with a fierce look on his face and black mist of evil thoughts behind him. He was obviously not a good person.

He gently advised "Old Man Chai," "You still have internal injuries, so you can't exert yourself. Leave it to Huang Li. He's the only one at home right now, so he can have a playmate."

Shang Lin spoke casually, as if he had really found Huang Li a playmate. "Old Man Chai" glanced at him, then let go of him and put him down. "Alright."