On the day my grandfather died, all eight of my fiancées broke off their engagement.
The daughter of the Lin family, the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, the Millennium Zombie King... Each one has a bigger background than the other, and each one falls out faster than the other.
The whole town was laughing at me.
Even the owner of the coffin shop blocked the door and demanded payment: "Thirty-eight thousand yuan for the coffin, please pay?"
I knelt in the mourning hall and swore to my grandfather's portrait that I would never let anyone step on my head again in this life.
As a result, that night, a figure in an old Chinese tunic suit opened the board of Grandpa's coffin.
Empty.
The figure turned to look at me: "You come to repay the debt owed by your grandfather."
A puff of black smoke penetrated my chest, and my heart began to hurt violently. Before I became unconscious, I heard a hoarse voice ringing in my head.
Reader comments
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The writing is really beautiful. You are really talented. This setting has a good idea. I just want to know how to deal with zombies. I have seen Ning Caichen playing tricks on others, Xu Xian playing tricks on snakes, and Luo Shishi playing tricks on insects.
The writing is really good, and the imagination is good. Where is Qixing Longquan now? I can't see Ye Shaoyang back then. It has that taste.