Chapter 110: Destiny is Hard to Violate

Miss Lan's name is Lan Yunwen. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Since she was three years old, she has been studying with her grandfather. Except for the government affairs, she learned almost all the skills of Mr. Mingde.

However, what she is best at is actually divination.

Ever since she received a report from the little maid that her grandfather had entered the palace, she has been uneasy. Moreover, the more time passes, the stronger this uneasiness becomes. She couldn't help but calculate, it turned out to be a great omen!

The big murderer, the game of death!

As long as her grandfather entered the palace, he could not come out alive.

At first, she thought that she had miscalculated, after all, grandpa would also ask divination and ask the murderer, if the palace was really in danger, it would be impossible for grandpa to enter the palace.

However, every time she divined the auspicious fortune, she would show the same ending. Moreover, as the hexagram was revealed over and over again, the uneasy feeling in her heart became heavier and heavier.

Dead, dead, dead!

It's been a dead end!

She has calculated many times, but there is no way to solve it. According to the hexagram, as long as the grandfather stays in the palace, he will never escape a dead word.

However, didn't Grandpa figure it out? If it was calculated, why did he enter the palace?

Is it because of coercion?

Lan Yunwen pondered all night, and deduced many times over and over again. However, instead of reassuring her, the results led to even more striking conclusions.

Everyone in her family, not only her grandfather, but also her father, her mother, and even herself, unexpectedly showed the fate of the murderer. While not all of them are in a dead end, they are also in danger.

Nine deaths and one life, ten not one, this is the ending that the Lan family is about to face.

But why is this happening?

How so?!!

Lan Yunwen only felt that his heart was in great sorrow, and the blood in his chest was surging, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out. She didn't dare to delay for a quarter of an hour, so she immediately rushed out of the house, and according to the results of her fortune, she came to the market to try her luck.

As it turned out, her luck wasn't too bad. Although he met the lustful King Liang, he also waited for the queen and got the exact news from his grandfather.

It's just that the queen mother was busy with disaster relief and threw her alone in the carriage, and this was another whole day. She really didn't dare to delay any longer, every minute and every second of waiting was torture and torment in her heart, which made her feel like she was on pins and needles.

She had to go to her grandfather, and she had to ask right away!

Grandpa's death, the Lan family's murder, what's going on? And how to resolve it?

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Shi Jiao'e originally wanted to send Miss Lan back to the house, and then tell Mr. Mingde that he would take the time to go back to the house tomorrow to deal with the affairs at home.

However, seeing that Miss Lan was so anxious, she changed her mind and took Miss Lan back to the palace directly, so that she could meet Mr. Mingde.

"Grandpa!" As soon as Miss Lan saw her grandfather, her eyes immediately turned red, her voice was choked, and she was aggrieved like a child, and she couldn't even speak.

Mr. Mingde sighed, shook his head helplessly, and said: "Time, fate, and luck are beyond my ability......

Sure enough, as Shi Wen said, the mandate of heaven cannot be changed?

He obviously let the little servant pass on the message, so that everyone in the house is not allowed to leave the house, and before the next big change in the world, no one is allowed to leave the house for half a step.

However, Xiaowen still ran out.

It seems that what should have happened will happen, and it will not change because of his election.

"Grandpa, why did you enter the palace? You know ...... here?"

It is the place where your bones are buried......

Miss Lan paused, and finally couldn't finish the sentence, just looked at her grandfather with a puzzled expression.

Grandpa knew he was going to die, why did he come into this place? Why don't you stay away, or even run away with the whole family?

"When Grandpa was very young, your great-grandfather once told me a story."

He said that when he was young, he was travelling and passed by a family who, because he was thirsty, went in and begged for a bowl of water to drink. As a result, he found out that the little boy in the family was dying. Because of the grace of this water, he gave the other party a divination. The result hexagram showed that the little boy would die from a tiger in seven days. ”

When Mr. Mingde said this, he deliberately stopped, looked at his granddaughter lovingly, and waited for her to think slowly.

"And then? After the family found out, they must have stayed away from the mountains and forests, right? Without the tiger, wouldn't this little boy have to die? Lan Yunwen vaguely felt that it would not be so simple, but still asked with hope.

Did you survive?

That little boy must have survived in the end, right?

Just like the current Lan family, although they encountered a catastrophe, they would definitely be able to find a way to resolve it, and finally they would become auspicious.

Mr. Mingde stroked his beard, shook his head with a smile and said, "The little boy is the only son in the family, and his family background is quite good. So, in order to keep their only son, the couple sold their family's land, entrusted the old house to their brother, and moved their family into the city. ”

"And then?" Lan Yunwen couldn't help but ask.

She really wanted to know if the little boy had escaped in the end. If the little boy can escape, it means that the Lan family can also escape their fate.

If the little boy died......

No, it won't!

Lan Yunwen shook his head vigorously, they had already moved into the city, there were no tigers in the city at all, and the little boy would definitely be able to dodge.

Mr. Mingde shook his head again, with a bitter sigh in his eyes: "The little boy's parents have always been very nervous, and they won't let him go out to play when they get to the city, for fear that he will have an accident." On the seventh day, the little boy could not hold back any longer, and kept crying and crying to go home and go back to his original residence. But how could his parents agree? So they locked him in the house and refused to answer no matter how much he shouted. ”

Lan Yunwen didn't speak this time, but looked at his grandfather anxiously, waiting for his next step.

In the evening, when the boy's parents were done with their work, they opened the door and saw that the child was already lying on the ground, covered in blood, and the temperature was frighteningly cold. His mother hurried to the doctor, and his father helped him to the bed in a panic. However, it was still too late. In the end, the little boy did not survive and died in the middle of the night. ”

"The little boy's parents didn't believe in evil and asked around about your great-grandfather's whereabouts, wondering why he had gone into hiding, but the child died in the end?"

"The hard work paid off, and he really found your great-grandfather. However, your great-grandfather went to his rented house and immediately understood what was going on. It turned out that in the little boy's bedroom, there was a picture of a tiger descending the mountain, and the little boy was angry with the tiger, so he found a sickle and wanted to cut the tiger's painting into pieces. ”

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