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Everything in this world has its ups and downs, the cause and effect of life and death, just like spring goes and autumn comes, flowers bloom and fall!

The secret of carrying the coffin in Nine Dragons, actually, I had some vague guesses before that, it must be to find the soul of the nine dragon veins, use the power of the nine dragon veins to gather the luck in one's body, change the fate against the sky, and correct the five evils from now on

The difficulty of three shortcomings.

My guess was correct. In fact, this is indeed recorded in this note.

However, what I never dreamed of was that I was only partially right.

Regarding the biggest secret of carrying the coffin in Kowloon, gathering the souls of the nine dragon veins is only an important link. Our ancestors of the Zhang family have paved the way for me in this link. I only need to go through hardships to complete it.

However, is it actually so easy to achieve?

If you want to go against heaven and take your life from heaven, then you have to trade your life for your life.

At the cost of another person's life, eliminate the five disadvantages and three shortcomings!

Moreover, the person being replaced is not an ordinary human life, it must meet one condition, vitality!

The notes read:

When Yimu met Mengxia, it was strange to travel to the Northeast, and he was even more rootless in the pillars, and his good luck eventually prevented his longevity...

This is the answer!

I held the paper in my hand tightly, crumpled it into a ball, held it tightly in my palm, staggered and sat down on the chair next to me, feeling my brain buzzing.

, there was no strength at all in his body, as if all his energy and energy had been sucked away in an instant.

"Haha...it turns out that this is the secret of Jiulong's coffin carrying!"

I looked at Mr. Hu's coffin in front of me and smiled weakly.

Change your fate against the will of heaven, trade your life for your life, trade Yimu's life for the Zhang family's future life...

No wonder grandpa tore up these two notes, and no wonder Hu Qiu has been unwilling to tell me the secrets.

It turns out that I have to sacrifice the people closest to me!

However, this is putting the cart before the horse. How can I accept it?

Hu Qiu is Yimu Qinglong. This is a secret that I have known for a long time. I originally thought that this was her luck and my luck...

But it was only at this moment that I realized that I was wrong.

This is just the road paved by grandpa from the beginning!

No wonder my grandfather put forward so many firm conditions to me regarding this marriage. It turned out that the truth turned out to be so cruel.

If our Zhang family wants to continue our incense, and if I, Zhang Jiuyang, want to have his own heirs, we must sacrifice Hu Qiu's life.

Jiulong carried the coffin, and the one buried was Yimu Qinglong.

Exchange life for life!

It turns out that God never has any loopholes to speak of.

I lay weakly on the chair, looking up at the old-fashioned beam above my head. My head was like paste without a clue.

The truth is really too cruel to me.

I can't agree with it, nor can I accept it.

It's really hard for me to imagine that I have to bear such tremendous pressure, let alone Hu Qiu himself.

She can only bear more than me, because it is her own life!

I couldn't help but recall our previous scene in my mind, especially when we were in Changshou Village, I also said some hurtful words to her. Now that I think about it, I feel like a bastard.

I pulled my hair hard, buried my head deeply into my knees, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

I have rarely cried since I was a child. The last time I cried was when my grandfather passed away.

But I couldn't help it, because I was wrong. I misunderstood the person who loved me deeply and hurt his feelings.

When I think of the sacrifices Hu Qiu made for me, and the grievances and sufferings she silently endured for me, my heart aches like a knife.

In loving and being loved, we are always used to fantasizing that we are the one who loves the other person the most and can give everything to the other person, even our own lives.

However, not many people have truly understood that love is never a vigorous fight to the death, but that when hurt and misunderstood, one still chooses silence and dedication.

I haven't thought about it because I don't have such a consciousness or the tolerance.

However, I never knew that someone had quietly dedicated everything to me, and I was the luckiest person in the world!

However, love is equal.

But fate is unfair.

How can I be virtuous and capable in the face of love?

In the face of fate, I was too late to realize it.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt like my heart was piercing my chest, my heart ached so much that I almost couldn't breathe.

I owe Hu Qiu so much.

………

"Are you crying?"

There was a sudden sound at the door.

"roll!"

My hoarse voice roared like a beast.

"Haha, it's interesting, it's really interesting, a person like you can actually shed tears!" Zhong Lan's voice was full of gloating.

Instead of getting out, this woman stepped forward and walked into the main room. Then I saw a pair of toes appearing in my sight.

"I told you to get out!"

I stood up suddenly, grabbed Zhong Lan's neck, and pressed her hard on the coffin lid with a bang.

As long as I apply a little force, I can crush her throat immediately.

"It's embarrassing for me to see your weak side, right?" Zhong Lan stared at me without nervousness, with a contemptuous smile on her lips.

I looked at her with red eyes.

"You think I don't dare to kill you?"

"Of course you dare. I will die sooner or later anyway, but wouldn't it be a pity if you killed me? After all, I can still be a pawn for you, right?"

My body paused slightly, and the strength in my hands relaxed a bit.

Zhong Lan held my wrist and pushed hard, breaking free from my grasp and looking at it with curiosity.

"I'm curious about what happened? That made you feel so out of control?"

While speaking, she looked at the coffin beside her and shook her head gently.

"If my guess is correct, the person in the coffin should be the old man of the Hu family, right?"

I glanced at her coldly and said nothing.

"It seems that I guessed it right."

"As far as I know, you don't have much affection for the old man of the Hu family, so you will definitely not shed tears for her. Apart from her, the only person in the entire Hu family who can make you worry is the eldest lady of the Hu family, right?

?”

I look at her even more coldly, and I have to say that this woman is really smart.

It's a pity that she is too gangster-hearted, otherwise I wouldn't mind becoming friends with her.

"You shouldn't ask, you'd better not ask." I said with a frosty face.

Zhong Lan smiled proudly.

"It seems I guessed it right again, can you tell me about it? I'm really curious!"

I took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the emotions in my heart, then bowed to Mr. Hu three times, turned around and left resolutely.

As a man, I shouldn't let Hu Qiu bear all this alone. From now on, I have to do what I want.

Whoever dares to stand in my way, I will kill him!

Like carrying coffins in Kowloon


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