Kowtow to Awaken Ziwei Emperor

In front of my grandfather's funeral hall, I kowtowed and my blood dripped into the futon. A cloth book exploded in my mind. The old man with a white beard crossed his legs and said, "Emperor Ziwei, reincarnation for hundreds of lives. Your grandfather did not die of illness." "The lady who runs the flower shop next door only has three days left to live. Once the seal is broken, not a single blade of grass will grow for a hundred miles." The janitor came with a knife to collect people. I gripped Grandpa's sword tightly and wiped the blood from my face. "Three days? That's enough." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.