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Chapter 12 Memorial Service(1/2)

The principal opened the door and made way.

I noticed that his feet were walking normally.

It seemed that the dirt had left his body.

"she is……"

After pouring me a cup of tea, the principal looked at my mobile phone.

"My grandma!"

"oh!"

"Well, can I look around?"

"Okay!" The principal nodded, "I haven't recovered from what happened during the day, so you can go and have a look yourself!"

Nodding, I walked straight in.

The principal's home is filled with the aroma of books.

Every few steps, you can see a bookshelf.

Above, there are various books.

Every book has been turned over and has its edges curled up.

"What did you see?" Grandma suddenly said.

"So many books!"

"Go to his bedroom!"

"good!"

I found a bedroom with a door ajar, and I reached out and pushed it open.

As soon as you enter the door, you smell a fishy smell.

There is a cross hanging on the wall above the bed.

A Bible was placed neatly in front of me.

"Lift his pillow!"

After hearing what my grandma said, I walked over decisively.

As soon as I opened the pillow, I saw a lot of fallen hair.

"Grandma, hair!"

"Pick it up and see if there are any split ends!"

"Okay!" I picked up one and put it in front of my eyes. "Grandma split it! Five of them, three long and two short!"

"Oops!" Grandma muttered, "A fragrance should not be long and three short, and a person should avoid three long and two short! If every hair is like this, it proves that his destiny has been reached!"

"The principal..."

"But as long as I'm here, you might be able to be saved!" Grandma exhaled heavily, "Find an altar and arrange the formation as I told you!"

"Okay! Wait for me to move the Bible away!"

"Wait! What did you just say? The Bible?"

"Well! There is a cross and a Bible in the principal's room!"

"Okay! Come back!" Grandma frowned, "We can't save him!"

"what do you mean……"

"I can only give him three days at most to prepare for his funeral!"



As the saying goes, if you believe it, there will be something. If you don’t believe it, there will be nothing.

Whether Zhu Youshu is effective or not depends on personal beliefs.

The more you believe in the existence of Zhu Youshu, the better the effect will be.

But the principal was influenced by Western culture and believed in Jesus.

Therefore, grandma cannot save him.

After doing a "good deed" for the principal, he has at most three days left.

However, there are a few things I still want to clarify.

"How can it be!"

The principal didn't believe my words at all.

"My body is so good and so delicious, how could I die suddenly?"

"You saw with your own eyes what happened at school that day! Why don't you still believe it?" I said quickly, "I want to know who helped you build that house, or who designed the construction plans for you!"

The principal's face instantly became gloomy.

"That house..." The principal said this and suddenly looked at me. "It's really only three days?"

"I also hope that grandma is lying to me, but she has never lied to me!"

"This house is the dean's house!" the principal muttered, "We were classmates and later taught in the same school! We have always had a good relationship! Some people said before that the feng shui of the house was not good, but I didn't listen because I didn't believe it! After all, there was

The environment is very good, just a little humid!”

Having said this, the principal took out his mobile phone. "You go out! I want to call my daughter! It should be morning in the United States now, right?"



Grandma said that people who can't be saved really can't be saved.

Three days later, the principal died.

It was very sudden and shocked the entire teaching world.

After all, a few days ago, he 'rescued' three girls who were about to jump off the building.

When the memorial service was held, I was about to go into shock.

For four days, I didn't touch a drop of water.

All relying on the few fats, hanging on for the last breath.

really!

As long as you don't touch the water, Qianye Cangjue won't appear!

'Tick tock tock...'

In the bathroom, there was a sudden sound of water leaking from the faucet.

The crisp sound of each drop seemed to be falling on my heart.

Makes me even more thirsty!

Woohoo, I want to drink water!

I think……

As soon as I turned around with difficulty, I came face to face with a shocking face!

Qianye Cangjue?!

"Why are you here?"

When I said this in a hoarse voice, my throat almost started to smoke.

Qianye Cangjue stared at me expressionlessly, then stretched out his big hand to hold my Tianling Cap.

After lifting me up, he carried me to him.

"The water content of the human body is 60%!" Qianye Cangjue said this and put his lips to my ear. "If you want to get rid of me, you must...die!"

Qianye Cangjue's words completely confused me.

Why did I forget this one?

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

I broke away from Qianye Cangjue and rushed into the kitchen, turned on the faucet and poured water as hard as I could.

I drank until I was about to ejaculate, and then I stopped.

"Seeing you dying makes me feel so happy!"

"you……"

"Apologise!" Qianye Cangjue suddenly darkened his eyes.

"Why?"

"Because you want to get rid of me!"
To be continued...
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