Chapter 295 Let my son bear it!
"The appearance of premature death!"
Qin Chuan was suddenly shocked. The so-called premature death lies in the danger.
From the perspective of luck, it is that bad luck overwhelms good luck, and it is almost a dead end!
"Is there a way to remedy?"
Qin Chuan asked quickly, in fact, he felt an inexplicable sense of expectation in his heart.
"this……"
King Baihe hesitated for a moment, his face became solemn, and his voice was quiet: "There are actually some things that must be said, but this method is not worth the cost and it is meaningless at all."
"I have never been willing to say this, mainly because I am afraid that my daughter will do stupid things if she finds out."
Qin Chuan looked at him and signaled him to continue.
The White Crane King continued: "The appearance of premature death can actually be solved by passing on the bad luck, that is, let others and share his bad luck, so that his chance of survival will be greater."
"But the corresponding price is... the person who has been transferred to the bad luck will also have the risk of premature death."
Qin Chuan's eyes lit up!
His heartbeat accelerated a lot, but his face was not turbulent, and he asked, "What is the specific way to transfer?"
Wow!
The White Crane King was suddenly startled, looked at Qin Chuan incredibly, and shouted: "Is it possible that Brother Dao is going to share his bad luck with himself?"
He felt a little admiration for Qin Chuan in his heart.
This person is extremely powerful, but he can take risks for his younger generations. This shows that he is a true hero with responsibility and dignity.
"What's wrong?"
Qin Chuan said calmly.
In fact, he had no psychological pressure because even if he was transferred, he would be transferred to Qin Xiaozhu. What does it have to do with him, Zhou Shuren?
At this time, the White Crane King smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid even if Brother Dao has this intention, he will be powerless."
"oh?"
Qin Chuan frowned and looked at him.
King Baihe said in a deep voice: "Not anyone can transfer bad luck, otherwise, for the sake of my daughter's happiness... even if I catch tens of thousands of people as sacrifices, I don't mind."
"The real difficulty in passing the bad luck is that the person who helps share the bad luck is the person who is sharing the bad luck, and the person who is being shared, must be willing to do so, and there is no slight resistance in his heart."
"Unless the most sincere friend or someone who truly loves each other, even if others are threatened and have to share the bad luck, they will have resistance in their hearts. This is the instinct of human nature and cannot be controlled."
"So, I dare not tell my daughter that if she knows, she will definitely try every means to do this."
Qin Chuan was silent after hearing this.
His face seemed to be entangled, and he seemed to be in pain, but in the end, he seemed to suppress this entanglement with great perseverance.
"Is Qin Zi OK?"
He looked at the White Crane King seriously.
"Brother Dao! Could it be that you really want to... let your son take the risk? Are you willing to bear it?"
The White Crane King said in shock.
"Jinzhi has kindness to us father and son, which cannot be forgotten. Since he has suffered a great disaster, we father and son cannot stand by and watch."
Qin Chuan's voice was low, but extremely firm. Combined with his slightly stern expression, a noble and noble spirit arose naturally.
The gentleman's style is to repay kindness!
King Baihe looked at Qin Chuan in a daze for a long time, then let out a sigh and said with a wry smile:
"Brother Dao is righteous! I admit that I can't reach this level. In fact, Jin Zhi also has kindness to our father and daughter, but for the sake of the safety of her daughter, I can only be sorry for him."
"After all, I still can't really treat him equally. In my heart, even though he has kindness to us, I still look down at him with high apology and feel that his life is not as valuable as my daughter's life."
"But Brother Dao has reached another level. For the benefactor, no matter how weak the other party is, he can put the other party's personality to the same height as himself."
"I'm convinced!"
At the end, the White Crane King showed respect in his eyes and lowered his arrogant head to Qin Chuan.
Qin Chuan felt a strange feeling when he watched this scene.
This brother, I just want to cheat my son, why has it become so noble in your eyes?!
Please don't just do it.
You made me passive like this!
He admitted that there was a vague moral aura that was wandering around him, as if he wanted to kidnap him at any time...
Why do people get morally kidnapped? After all, they don’t want to destroy their beautiful image in the hearts of others.
When other people's eyes are full of stars and looking at you with admiration, you are really embarrassed to do bad things with your backhand.
Of course, except for those with thick skin!
And it just so happens that Qin Chuan is the kind of person who has a very thick skin. He shaves off and can circle the earth twice.
He took a deep breath and said seriously: "You must know the method of transferring misfortune, right? Please inform me."
"Um."
The White Crane King nodded seriously.
When he said this, he naturally could not refuse, let alone... from a selfish perspective, if Qin Zi shared the bad luck, the biggest beneficiary would be his daughter!
As long as Jin Zhi does not die prematurely, his daughter will definitely live a happy life, and there is no doubt that this is!
Although he didn't want to admit it, the great capital of the Golden Pheasant is rare in the world. Even he looked west and sighed...
...
"What, there is such a thing?!"
When Qin Zi learned the truth about the misfortune, he was shocked and almost jumped up.
"So, what are you going to do?"
Qin Chuan asked in a deep voice.
Although in his heart, Qin Xiaozhu had no right to choose at all, and had been arranged clearly long ago.
But he still had to pretend to ask.
"Dad, I..."
Qin Zi saw his father's serious expression and thought his father was worried that he would be self-harm, so he felt a little guilty.
But thinking of Senior Brother Jin's kindness to him, he took a deep breath and plucked up the courage to say:
"Dad, my body, hair, and my parents are so willful. But Senior Brother Jin is deeply in love with me and takes care of me like his own brother. When he is in trouble, I can't sit idly by."
In order to make his words more convincing, Qin Xiaozhu quoted the scriptures and said: "Besides, you have always taught me that you should be grateful for your kindness. If you are a drop of water, you should repay it with a spring of water. And I am a man, I..."
"Um."
Before he could finish speaking, Qin Chuan nodded.
As for the inner connection or conflict between Yongquan and the man, he didn't care much about it. They were all useless details.
"Dad, you agreed?!"
Qin Zi was still ready to continue talking, but when she saw that her father actually agreed, she was overjoyed and almost jumped up.
"Well, when we are doing things, we must clearly distinguish between gratitude and grudges. If we have kindness to us, we must repay us even if we try our best!"
Qin Chuan said seriously.
He looked up at the sky at forty-five degrees, and his handsome and graceful side face exuded a glory of human nature.
soon.
Qin Chuan handed over the method of transferring misfortune to Qin Zi. After Qin Zi studied it for a while, he went to find Jin Zhi.
The Golden Pheasant has never read a book.
Uneducated.
Under Qin Zi's deception, the two of them quickly completed the transfer of their bad luck, and suddenly, the wind and clouds surged between the world.
"Boom!"
A large number of black clouds gathered, and turned into a huge black vortex above the Baihe Heavenly Palace.
Lightning and thunder!
And under the lightning, a black gas that was invisible to the naked eye could be vaguely seen flying out of the Golden Pheasant's body.
The black air condensed and turned into a huge black skull in the air. The skull was divided into two and penetrated into the bodies of the two.
"Die, those who steal my origin will die..."
A faint sound of vicious and old whimpering sounds, as if coming from the Nine Nether Hell, ethereal and illusory.
Chapter completed!