Chapter 1407
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Seeing that she was interested, the old man told He Qing some of the things he knew.
After that, he shook his head and said, "Madam, you should go back and spend more time with your husband. Forgive me for not being able to help."
He Qing left without saying anything.
When she returned home, the man was sitting on the balcony in his home clothes, basking in the sun.
The pain of his illness made his body thin rapidly. Now, he was no longer as handsome as He Qing liked.
If it was in the past, He Qing would have given up on such a lover. But this person was different.
She was obsessed with him like crazy and wanted to spend the rest of her life with him.
The Grim Reaper?
In this world, there was nothing that money could not buy.
In just a few days, some information about the Grim Reaper appeared in front of her.
He Qing read word by word and finally understood what those masters meant.
Those who were on the Grim Reaper's record book were destined to die.
No one could save such a person.
Unless the Grim Reaper was willing to go against the Heavenly Dao for him.
However, the Grim Reaper was a god who walked between the human world and the underworld. She had always been selfless. How could she go against the Heavenly Dao for an ordinary human?
He Qing was in despair for a moment.
But she wanted to see the so-called Grim Reaper.
Once again, she disturbed the master and voiced out her thoughts.
"You want to see the Grim Reaper?" The master's expression changed.
What a joke. What did the Grim Reaper represent? A living person would not see the Grim Reaper. This was the rule for thousands of years.
He felt that he had not lived long enough.
He Qing was not surprised at the master's rejection. She smiled coldly and said, "Master Du, your grandson who is in kindergarten is playing in my house now. He is waiting for grandpa to bring him home."
Master Du's expression changed when he heard that.
In his line of work, it had always been difficult to have children. His grandson was the only son left behind by his son who had an accident.
He Qing threatened him with this and he had no room to reject her.
Master Du regretted it now. He Qing was a lunatic!
He should have rejected her when she came to find him.
But it was too late now. She had her eyes on him.
Master Du said coldly, "In that case, I'll go with you."
He Qing smiled: "Thank you, Master Du. When I meet the Grim Reaper, I will naturally send your grandson back."
Master Du said in a deep voice, "But let me make it clear first. A living person can't see the Grim Reaper. Madam He, don't lose your luck. Furthermore, this old man can only give it a try. Whether or not the Grim Reaper is willing to show himself, this old man cannot guarantee. "
He Qing was noncommittal and said faintly, "Master Du doesn't need to worry about this."
She didn't know that her every move had long been known by others.
Gu Shengyin had no intention of meeting her at all.
She thought for a moment. It had been a few months since she last saw Qiao Zhihe. She wondered how Little Crane was doing.
Qiao Zhihe was painting in his room.
Now, he was already seventeen years old. His figure had already matured, and his handsome face always carried a faint smile. Anyone who saw him would praise him for being such a handsome child!
At this moment, a delicate rose was blooming under his brush. The flower was as red as fire, and its unrestrained passion seemed to pour out from the paper.
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