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When this black card was drawn out.

The entire backyard seemed to freeze at this moment.

Qing Youfu's old eyes stared at the four words on the black card.

"Reaper Invitation!!!"

As the head of the Qing family, how can he not know what this is? What does this card mean?

It's just that Qing Youfu never dreamed that he would personally receive this card representing death in his lifetime.

"Guru" sounded.

Qing Youfu's old hands began to tremble.

Even if he has experienced countless winds and frosts, an old man who is calm and calm at this time has become a little frightened.

After all, no one is not afraid of death!

The trembling hand slowly opened the black card.

The old butler on the side also held his breath at this time.

When the black card was opened, it contained three paragraphs.

"Hello, Mr. Qingyoufu!"

"At this time in a week, death will come as scheduled!"

"Warm reminder, please be ready to go on the road"

After reading the card, Qing Youfu knew that he had only one week left.

The old butler beside him was also full of horror and worry at this time.

"Patriarch... Isn't this a prank?"

Although the old housekeeper is not as knowledgeable as Qing Youfu, he also knows the horror of the death invitation!

The catcher must die! No exceptions!

After hearing this, Qing Youfu pondered for a while and shook his head.

"No one in this world dares to make such a joke!"

The old butler nodded and felt that he had lost his mind just now.

Yes, the invitation to the **** of death that has made the whole world frightened, who would dare to make a joke as an impostor?

Isn't this too long for my life?

So the old butler said worriedly again.

"How about the Patriarch?"

Qing Youfu did not speak, but closed his eyes, a look of despair appeared on his aged face.

It's like a terminally ill person thinking about what's going on behind him.

After all, Qing Youfu would not naively think that he can break this curse that the world can't help it!

Ten seconds later, Qing Youfu opened his eyes and said.

"Lao Zhang, how many years have you followed me?"

Lao Zhang is also the old housekeeper, and only Qing Youfu in the entire Qing family can call him that. Even Qingchuan has to call the old housekeeper Grandpa Zhang.

"If you go home, the old slave has followed you for more than 40 years."

After hearing this, Qing Youfu unconsciously sighed that the years passed so fast.

Forty years have passed since the blink of an eye.

Because when the housekeeper of his old house followed him, Qing Youfu only became the head of the Qing family that year.

"Lao Zhang, although we are in a master-servant relationship, I'm not mean to you all these years, right?"

Hearing this, the old butler hurriedly bent over and said respectfully.

"Patriarch, these years have treated the old slave like a good friend, and being able to follow the Patriarch is the greatest blessing of the old slave in this life!"

These words made Qing Youfu smile slightly.

"Then I want you to help me with one thing in the end?"

The old butler instantly set his knees, tears gleaming in his old eyes.

"Patriarch, you said too much!"

"As long as you say a word, the old slave can not even have his life!"

Qing Youfu smiled and shook his head.

"I don't want your life, you have to live well, after I die you have to take care of the Qing family for me"

After speaking, Qing Youfu sighed silently and said again.

"I only hope that you can help me keep this secret. If I really lose my life after a week, you should not disclose this to anyone, including the children and grandchildren of the Qing family!"

The old housekeeper knelt on the ground for a moment, but soon there were two tears in his old eyes.

He knows Qing Youfu's plan!

Keep silent and don't let anyone know about this, so as to save the entire youth family!

Qing Youfu also thought thoroughly. Since he was unable to break the curse of death, he had to keep the Qing family even if he died!

Once this matter spreads within the Qing family, then it is not him who will kill the Death Invitation!

"Patriarch, you will be fine, you are as good as the East China Sea, and you will live a long life..."

The old housekeeper was interrupted by Qing Youfu before he finished speaking.

At this time, Qing Youfu was also looking away.

I didn't feel the tension and panic when I saw the invitation from the **** of death before.

"Okay, Lao Zhang, I am at this age. In fact, life and death have little meaning to me. I only hope that the children and grandchildren of the Qing family will not be implicated."

"So you must promise me, don't let anyone know about this, even after I die, don't let anyone know that I have received an invitation from the **** of death!"

The old housekeeper knelt on the ground and nodded tearfully.

"Patriarch, don't worry, this matter will rot in my stomach!"

Hearing this, Qing Youfu smiled satisfied, then stretched out his hand and said.

"Get up, all these old bones are okay, don't always kneel down"

The old housekeeper nodded again and was helped by Qing Youfu from the ground.

At this time he also wanted to understand.

On the death day a year after the death of the Patriarch, he will hang himself on Huangquan Road and continue to serve the Patriarch.

And now the most important thing is to keep this secret and keep the entire youth family!

"Patriarch, why did the death invitation come into your hands? Will anyone among them want to harm our young family?"

Wen Yan Qing Youfu shook his head.

"These are not important anymore. No matter who has an enmity with our Qing family, I only hope that all grievances will be wiped out after my death!"

The old butler didn't say anything any more, and stood quietly on the side.

A breeze blew across the backyard, and the images of the two elderly people were like two century-old pine trees, like the same ink painting.

……..

At the same time, Longcheng, thousands of kilometers away from Fengdu.

Today is the day of the cremation of Wang Zikai.

At this time, rows of black cars stopped at the entrance of the crematorium.

Countless people are wearing black suits and standing on the side of the road with their heads down.

Wang Xinrou was sitting on the chair crying with tears in her eyes, because the person being cremated was her brother!

Just when the whole crematorium was filled with grief.

There was only a young man sitting in the corner, his mouth raised slightly with a treacherous smile, but it flashed away quickly.

If Yunfan saw this scene, he would be surprised!

Because this man had a fate with him!

"You come with me, the president wants to ask you again if I have something!"

A backbone of the Long Group came over in a black suit.

Hearing that the young man nodded, then stood up.

"Okay, please take me to see the president!"

Watching the two walk out of the waiting room of the crematorium, Wang Xinrou was crying at this moment. She was not in the mood to take care of other things.

But thinking about these two days, my father had seen the strange man alone several times, so he choked up and asked the people around him.

"Who is that man? Why have I never seen him?"