Kneel Down and Cover the World

When I was three years old, my grandfather took me to attend the funeral of a relative. Then, I knelt down to the deceased. At that time, I vaguely remember that the atmosphere was very sad, and then, the coffin exploded. . . . Until now, I have never knelt down to anyone because my grandfather told me, "Yazhi, you must never kneel down again, otherwise you will die if you kneel down!" From then on, my Nine-Five-Year Destiny began to gradually take shape. . . This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.