Countdown to Death (1)

Lu Miao flipped a page of the textbook with her fingertips, and she did not stop working on the questions.

Downstairs, she could vaguely hear the servants greeting Shen Qinghe and Gu Xingyu's cheers.

In his current situation, it was a blessing from heaven that he could return home safely every time. It was no wonder that they were happy.

At 6:45 pm, Lu Miao finished the last question.

She put down the pen in her hand, put away the textbook and exercise book, and put them back in the upper left corner of the desk.

She took her phone, turned on the game, and continued the unfinished game.

Downstairs.

After Gu Shiyan returned, he got someone to invite the old lady back from the ancestral hall.

"Brother, hehe, did you come back with gifts for us? Did you especially invite Grandma back to share the gifts? "

Gu Xingyu skipped forward and reached out to Gu Shiyan with a smile.

For some reason, although Gu Shiyan did not look any different from usual, Shen Qinghe had a bad feeling in her heart.

She raised her hand and slapped Gu Xingyu's hand away angrily. She looked at Gu Shiyan in a panic. " Ah Yan, what's the matter? "

Gu Shiyan helped her to sit down on the sofa at the side. He reached out and took out a card from his pocket and pushed it in front of Shen Qinghe.

"This is Big Brother's contact information and address. I've already contacted him."

Then, he took a file from the side and handed it to Gu Xingyu with a smile.

He raised his hand and rubbed her head. " I prepared a gift for you. "

There are special funds for you, Mom, Grandma, Cunxi, Ziheng, and Lu Miao.

There will be a special fund manager to help you take care of it. When you need money, just take it out yourself."

He paused for a moment and turned to look at Shen Qinghe. " Mom, let Miaomiao do as she pleases. Please keep an eye on her for me. "

Shen Qinghe's expression was extremely bitter.

Although Gu Shiyan did not say it explicitly, it was obvious that he had already…

With reddened eyes, she stood up abruptly and shouted in a trembling voice.

"Auntie Lan, hurry up and get someone to pick up Professor Song and his medical team. 

Uncle Liu, contact Jiuhua Mountain immediately and see if the master has come out of seclusion. 

Arrange for someone to find Master Qin, Master Shen, and everyone we've contacted before. Do it now, immediately, without delay."

She had always known that this day would come, but she did not expect it to come so soon. She was unwilling to accept it.

Everyone in the Gu family who could move quickly moved.

There were panicked footsteps everywhere and the sound of cars speeding out.

Grandma Gu's expression darkened. She closed her eyes and trembled as she wanted to speak, but in the end, she did not say anything.

Gu Shiyan wanted to stop her, but when he saw Shen Qinghe's flustered look, he let her be.

After arranging everything, he sat there quietly and looked at the time on his watch.

At 6:50, he still had ten minutes left.

That delicate little face suddenly appeared in front of him.

What were his little friend upstairs doing?

Lu Miao's grip on her phone tightened slightly when she heard the panicked voices downstairs.

Did he trust her that much?

He believed her when she said that there were only three days left. When she said that there were still thirty-six hours left, he seized this time to go home and explain all his funeral matters.

A person like Gu Shiyan was like a lone wolf. He was very vigilant and would never easily give his trust.

She did not seem to have done anything worthy of his trust. The two of them had only met three or four times.

Outside, the entire Gu residence seemed to have turned from a calm lake into a turbulent whirlpool.

Lu Miao was focused on the phone screen in front of her. The sound of bubbles disappearing could be heard in the room from time to time.

At 6:55, all the people that the Gu family could send out had been sent out, and silence resumed.

Lu Miao pointed at the last row of bubbles, and the word 'clear' popped up on the screen.

She put away her phone and walked to the window. Looking at the empty courtyard, he jumped down from the window and walked straight in the direction of the ancestral hall.

She walked into the ancestral hall without any obstructions.

After bowing to the memorial tablet on the table in the middle, she reached out and took the memorial tablet that was facing the center of the formation according to her memory from that night.

There was nothing on the table under the memorial tablet.

Lu Miao turned around and looked at the tablet in her hand.

It was also clean. Other than the name in front of it, there was not even a trace of dust.

At 6:57, Gu Shiyan's life was only left with three minutes.

After these three minutes, no one could save him unless they were immortals.

Even a fool like Gu Xingyu realized that something was wrong and threw the document in her hand away.

She cried as she rushed over. "Brother, what's wrong? I don't want the trust funds, I don't want the money, I don't want the gift. What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

She thought of something and wiped the tears off her face. She gritted her teeth and said, " It must be because of Lu Miao. She's a jinx.

I think it's because of her that your condition is getting worse and worse.

I'll go upstairs and throw her out of the Gu family now."

"Xingyu."

Gu Shiyan looked up at her warningly.

Gu Xingyu was shocked by his cold voice. She gritted her teeth and braced herself to say softly, " I was right. She's a jinx.

Before she came, you were still fine…"

Gu Shiyan's expression turned completely cold. " If you provoke her again, I'll immediately arrange for Baili to send you overseas to accompany Jinxi. "

Gu Jinxi and Gu Xingyu were twins. Because of his mischievous personality, he was sent to a training camp overseas to be disciplined.

Seeing that he was not joking, Gu Xingyu quickly shut her mouth.

She didn't want to go to that devil's training camp.

6:58pm.

Lu Miao looked down at the memorial tablet in her hand.

This memorial tablet was at the center of the formation, so it was impossible for it to be useless.

His fingertips patiently and carefully caressed the cold memorial tablet inch by inch, but he did not find anything.

"Tic, Toc, Tic."

The sound of the clock hanging on the wall was like the god of death waving his scythe, continuously harvesting his remaining life.

6:59.

Gu Shiyan slowly closed his eyes. His body became heavier and heavier as if he was going to drag him into the abyss.