The air in the entire backyard seemed to freeze at this moment.
Qing Youfu's old eyes were fixed on the four words on the black card.
"Death Invitation!!!"
As the head of the Qing family, how could he not know what this is? What does this card mean?
But Qing Youfu never dreamed that he would personally receive this card representing death in his lifetime.
"Gulu" sound.
Qing Youfu's old hands began to tremble.
Even though he has experienced countless hardships, an old man who is usually calm has become a little scared now.
After all, no one is afraid of death!
With trembling hands, he slowly opened the black card.
The old housekeeper on the side also held his breath at this time.
When the black card was opened, three paragraphs were written inside.
"Hello, Mr. Qingyoufu!"
"At this time in a week, death will come as scheduled!"
“Warm reminder, please be prepared to hit the road.”
After reading the words in the card, Qing Youfu knew that he only had one week left to live.
The old housekeeper next to him also had a face full of fear and worry.
"Master, this... isn't this a prank?"
Although the old housekeeper is not as knowledgeable as Qing Youfu, he also knows the horror of death's invitation!
Whoever takes it will die! No exception!
After hearing this, Qing Youfu thought about it for a while and shook his head.
"No one in this world dares to make such a joke!"
The old housekeeper nodded and felt that what he just said was out of his mind.
Yes, the invitation from the God of Death has made the whole world fearful. Who dares to pretend to be someone else just to make a joke?
Don’t you think your life is too long?
So the old housekeeper said worriedly again.
"What should the head of the family do about this matter?"
Qing Youfu did not speak, but closed his eyes, with a look of despair on his old face.
It's like a terminally ill person thinking about what will happen after his death.
After all, Qing Youfu is not naive enough to think that he can break this curse that makes the world helpless!
After more than ten seconds, Qing Youfu opened his eyes and said.
"Lao Zhang, how many years have you followed me?"
Lao Zhang is also the old housekeeper. In the entire Qing family, only Qing Youfu can call him that. Even Qingchuan has to call the old housekeeper Grandpa Zhang.
"Master, I have been following you for more than forty years."
Hearing this, Qing Youfu couldn't help but sigh, the years passed so quickly.
More than forty years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Because when the housekeeper of his hometown followed him, Qing Youfu became the head of the Qing family that year.
"Lao Zhang, although we have a master-servant relationship, I haven't been kind to you over the years, right?"
Hearing this, the old housekeeper hurriedly bent down and said with great respect.
"Master, I have been like a good friend to this slave over the years. Being able to follow my master is the greatest blessing for this slave in my life!"
These words made Qing Youfu smile lightly.
"Then I would like to ask you to do me one last favor?"
The old housekeeper immediately fell to his knees and swore, his old eyes flashing with tears.
"Master, your words are too serious!"
"As long as you say a word, I can even risk my life!"
Qing Youfu smiled and shook his head.
"I don't want your life, you still have to live well. After I die, you have to take good care of the Qing family for me."
After saying that, Qing Youfu sighed silently and said again.
"I just hope you can help me keep this secret. If I really die in a week, you don't tell anyone about it, including the descendants of the Qing family!"
The old housekeeper knelt on the ground and was stunned for a moment, but soon two tears fell from his eyes.
He knows Qing Youfu’s plan!
Keep it quiet and don't let anyone know about it. Only in this way can the entire Qing family be saved!
Qing Youfu also thought clearly. Since he was unable to break the curse of death, he had to save the Qing family even if he died!
Once this matter spreads within the Qing family, he will not be the only one to be killed by the invitation from the God of Death!
"Master, nothing will happen to you. You are as blessed as the East Sea. You will live a long life..."
Before the old housekeeper could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Qing Youfu.
At this time, Qing Youfu also came to see it.
I no longer feel as nervous and frightened as when I saw the invitation from the God of Death.
"Okay, Lao Zhang, I'm already at this age. In fact, life and death don't mean much to me anymore. I just hope that the descendants of the Qing family will not be implicated."
"So you must promise me not to let anyone know about this. Even after I die, you must not let anyone know that I have received an invitation from the God of Death!"
The old housekeeper knelt on the ground and nodded with tears in his eyes.
"Master, don't worry, I will never let this matter rot in my stomach!"
After hearing this, Qing Youfu showed a satisfied smile, then stretched out his hand and said.
"Get up, you're an old man, don't kneel down all the time."
The old housekeeper nodded again and was helped up from the ground by Qing Youfu.
At this time he also figured it out.
On the death anniversary one year after the death of the family master, he would hang himself from a beam and go to Huangquan Road to continue serving the family master.
The first thing now is to keep this secret and the entire Qing family!
"Master, why did the invitation from the God of Death come into your hands? Is there someone among them who wants to harm our Qing family?"
Hearing this, Qing Youfu shook his head.
"These are no longer important. No matter who has a grudge against our Qing family, I just hope that all grudges will be wiped out after my death!"
The old housekeeper said nothing more and stood quietly aside.
A breeze blew through the backyard, and the figures of the two old men looked like two century-old pines, like an ink painting.
……..
At the same time, Longcheng City was thousands of kilometers away from Fengdu.
Today is the day of Wang Zikai’s cremation.
At this time, rows of black cars parked at the entrance of the crematorium.
Countless people dressed in black suits stood on the roadside with their heads lowered.
Wang Xinrou sat on the chair with tears in her eyes and cried, because the person being cremated was her brother!
Just when the entire crematorium was filled with an atmosphere of grief.
There was only a young man sitting in the corner. The corners of his mouth slightly raised to reveal a treacherous smile, but he quickly flashed away.
If Yunfan saw this scene, he would definitely be shocked!
Because this man had a chance encounter with him!
"You come with me, the president wants to ask you something again!"
A key member of the Long Group came over wearing a black suit.
Hearing this, the young man nodded and then stood up.
"Okay, please take me to see the president!"
Watching the two people walking out of the waiting room of the crematorium, Wang Xinrou was crying hard. She was not in the mood to care about other things.
But when I thought about how many times my father had seen this strange man alone in the past two days, he choked with tears and asked the people around him.