Plagued by Bad Luck, Hu Weiyong Turns Me Over to Zhu Yuanzhang

Chu Bai transmigrated to the early Ming Dynasty, only to discover that he was cursed with the fate of a jinx!

Anyone who spent too much time around him received the jinx's blessing.

Fortunately, a System arrived. Whenever other people suffered misfortune, he received a reward.

Xu Miaoyun: I only went out to hand out porridge, and he glanced at me. How did the porridge shed collapse?

Zhu Biao: He only laughed once. How did my carriage fall apart?

Xu Da: This man is my son-in-law? Daughter, are you trying to kill your own father?

After Hu Weiyong was investigated, he panicked and handed Chu Bai over to Old Zhu.

Zhu Yuanzhang: "So he invented cannons!"

"He also invented cement."

Just as Zhu Yuanzhang was hopping with joy, a cannonball blew up his bedchamber.

Standing beneath the city wall and staring at the ruins of his bedchamber, Zhu Yuanzhang's face turned black as the bottom of a pot.

A pile of cement tumbled down from the wall and landed right on top of him.

"Stop! There's someone down there."

"If I'm not mistaken, that looks like His Majesty."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.