Douluo: I heard that Disaster is a waste?

this night

Qian Yuehuan vaguely felt herself being picked up by someone in her sleep, and the large and gentle embrace made Qian Yuehuan recognize the person.

It's grandpa

Qian Yuehuan felt relieved instantly and fell asleep peacefully. Without even thinking about it, her grandfather hugged her and started to feel sad again.

But Qian Yuehuan felt more and more that something was wrong.

Although it was night, she felt that her whole body became brighter and her surroundings became warmer.

After opening her eyes, Qian Yuehuan realized that something was wrong with her surroundings.

It was a clear blue sky, and a sacred platform was floating in the sky. There were five small platforms surrounding the big platform, and a tall pillar stood on the small platform. In the front were three statues of angel gods, which were smaller than the statues in the Douluo Temple, but they were awe-inspiring to look at.

Qian Yuehuan guessed the location of this place in her heart. It was the most sacred place in the Spirit Hall - the Temple of Angels. The surrounding area was filled with a warm power.

Different from ordinary soul power, this power comes from God and is the most desirable place among all angels.

Here is the divine thought of the angel god.

Qian Yuehuan felt her younger self being turned over, and then she saw Qian Daoliu's chin.

Qian Yuehuan blinked her eyes, then waved her little hands at Qian Daoliu and said "ya ya ya", grinning happily.

After all, her grandfather is handsome, and Qianyuehuan finds it pleasing to the eye.

There was another reason... Qian Yuehuan guessed that she was going to be killed here.

I smiled at my grandfather, as if saying goodbye to him for the final time.

There was a flash of pain in Qian Daoliu's eyes, but it soon turned into determination. He tore off his red cloak and used the cloak to tie Qian Yuehuan to his back.

Qian Daoliu knelt in front of the angel statue and said in a firm and loud voice, "Follower Qian Daoliu, I beg the angel to spare my granddaughter's life!"

After he finished speaking, Qian Daoliu spread his hands, bent down, put his palms close to the ground, and kowtowed heavily.

"Followers Qian Daoliu, I beg the Angel God to spare my granddaughter's life!"

Every time Qian Daoliu spoke a word, he would kowtow to the ground.

"Followers Qian Daoliu, I beg the Angel God to spare my granddaughter's life!"

Qian Daoliu knocked again!

The angel statue did not respond, so Qian Daoliu kowtowed again.

"Followers Qian Daoliu, I beg the Angel God to spare my granddaughter's life!"

"Boom!"

Qian Daoliu spoke even louder and kowtowed even harder.

Qian Yuehuan lay on Qian Daoliu's back. She was very confused as to why her grandfather did this.

She is a disaster and an unpopular existence.

I have been with my grandfather for less than two months and I don't have any deep feelings for him at all.

While Qian Yuehuan was puzzled, Qian Daoliu kowtowed again.

"Followers Qian Daoliu, I beg the Angel God to spare my granddaughter's life!"

Qian Yuehuan was unhappy and started making "babbling" sounds, trying to disturb Qian Daoliu.

But Qian Daoliu was not affected at all, and still kowtowed devoutly to the angel statue, chanting, "Follower Qian Daoliu, I beg the angel god to spare my granddaughter's life!"

Every time he spoke, he kowtowed to the angel god.

Qian Yuehuan's lips curled down.

No, why is this grandpa so stupid?

Can't you just kill yourself directly and decisively? Pick up the knife and stab yourself in the heart and be done with it?

No need

It's really not necessary

There is really no need to live in this world being called a scourge by others. Even if you survive, you will be looked down upon by others for the rest of your life and your life will be more difficult.

In this world, isn't fate predetermined? The Wuhun Empire will perish, and one of the two gods will fall and the other's throne will be shattered.

If I survived, I would just become the scapegoat for the disaster.

The ending of the story cannot be changed easily.

Just like the beginning of the story, his biological father Qian Xunji will still die, and the story will still develop as it did.

I, the protagonist who never appeared in the story, could not survive either.

Don't waste your time, Grandpa.

Everything Qian Yuehuan wanted to say turned into "Ya-ya-ya-yo"

No one understood what she was saying, but Qian Daoliu still knelt down persistently after each word.

Qian Yuehuan pouted, not wanting to look at her grandfather's silly look anymore, so she chose to turn her head away.

Stinky grandpa, bad grandpa.

Qian Yuehuan complained unhappily inwardly.

After a while, her nose felt a little sore. Qian Yuehuan sniffed and felt a little uncomfortable.

It must be that my grandfather didn’t carry me properly, and that’s why I felt uncomfortable.

It was not until Qian Yuehuan saw the blood on the ground that her grandfather kowtowed and bled.

Qian Yuehuan's nose suddenly felt sore, and too much pain surged out of her heart. Her eyes turned red uncontrollably and tears welled up in them.

"Wow-wooooo!", stop kneeling, it's useless to kneel and pray to God.

I'm just a non-existent character in a novel. There's no need to ruin yourself like this for me.

Grandpa, you still have a sister.

You have your sister with you.

Although you will eventually sacrifice yourself for your sister's throne...

Sacrifice yourself... and you will die

Dead

Soooooooooooooooo, even though you’ll die in the end.

Qian Yuehuan's defense was broken. In the end, her grandfather would die with her, even though she would die first.

But Qian Yuehuan was still so sad that she cried to death. Such a good grandfather still died.

"Wow-!" The little baby burst into tears again.

Qian Yuehuan couldn't control her sadness at the thought of such a good grandfather dying.

When Qian Daoliu heard Qian Yuehuan's crying, his body was visibly stunned, his eyes turned red, and even his voice began to tremble.

"Followers Qian Daoliu, I beg the Angel God to spare my granddaughter's life!"

He kowtowed for the 456th time, and the blood on his forehead dripped down his jaw to the ground, forming streaks of blood.

"Followers Qian Daoliu, I beg the Angel God to spare my granddaughter's life!"

After the 956th kowtow, a small pool of blood formed on the ground.

"Followers Qian Daoliu, I beg the Angel God to spare my granddaughter's life!"

Qian Daoliu kowtowed for the 1458th time and his voice became hoarse.

After the 1896th kowtow, Qian Daoliu’s forehead was already bloody and his vision was blurred.

Qian Yuehuan burst into tears again and again.

The little baby clung to Qian Daoliu's clothes tightly, and his tears had wet the clothes on the back.

"Wow wow wow wow"

Stop kowtowing, the ground is covered with blood, all blood!

The little baby cried loudly, as if to tell her silly grandfather not to do stupid things again.

After the 2380th kowtow, the blood on the ground gathered into a small stream and flowed towards the angel statue.

The sound of kowtows and babies crying mixed together.

The person who kowtowed expressed his most sincere wishes. Qian Daoliu hoped that his little granddaughter could grow up happily and safely.

He knew the legends of thousands of families and the oracles that the Angel God had once issued.

The girl from the Qian family, a silver-haired baby girl, is a symbol of disaster. Her arrival represents that the Qian family will be heading towards decline, and may even plunge the world into disaster.

The Angel God once said that if a silver-haired baby girl appears in the direct bloodline of the Qian family, she must be killed.

Only by killing the silver-haired baby girl can disaster avoid befall the world.

He is the great priest and the representative of God. In his heart, the angel God is above everything else, and he must obey the oracle.

But he is also a grandfather, the child’s biological grandfather!

He watched his son being killed with his own eyes, so how could he have the heart to do that to his infant granddaughter!

Tears fell silently, and a bitter feeling lingered in my throat.

Qian Daoliu could not let go of his responsibility as the chief priest, nor could he bear to see his granddaughter die.

Since ancient times, you can't have your cake and eat it too, but Qian Daoliu didn't have the courage to fight against the gods, against the angel gods he had always believed in, so Qian Daoliu chose the weakest and most cowardly way.

Pray to God

I hope I can exchange my life for someone else's to gain a little mercy from God.

Qian Daoliu is humble, cowardly and despicable.

But in Qian Yuehuan's eyes, Qian Daoliu's back was like a mountain, a harbor, a place she could rely on.

Although he was clearly a disgusting being, like a hedgehog covered in mud, grandpa did not despise him. He carefully picked himself up and wiped off the mud for him. Even though he was covered in blood from the thorns, grandpa still did not mind.

After the 2789th kowtow, the blood on the ground gathered into a small stream, flowing beside the base of the angel statue.

The color of the skull could already be seen on Qian Daoliu's forehead, but he didn't feel any pain at all. What he was more afraid of was that his granddaughter would suffer.

Qian Daoliu felt it was worth it if he could exchange his own life for the safety of his granddaughter.

The grandfather and grandson, one thinks it is not worth it, while the other thinks it is worth it.

Qian Yuehuan cried. She only hated herself for being a baby who couldn't speak and couldn't stop her grandfather's behavior.

Little baby, big grandpa.

The cowardly and timid grandfather was asking God for forgiveness for his granddaughter. He thought that he must have done too many bad things, which made the angel God hate him, so misfortune befell his granddaughter.

The tiny and fragile baby was crying because of her grandfather's behavior. She didn't care about her own life and death, but she couldn't bear to see her grandfather get hurt because of her. She could die, but she didn't want to see her family sad because of her.

"Followers Qian Daoliu, I beg the Angel God to spare my granddaughter's life!"

By the 3000th time, Qian Daoliu's voice had become extremely hoarse, and his forehead could no longer be recognized in its original appearance. A silver-white skull could be clearly seen among the bloody flesh. Blood was flowing down, and his hands were stained with blood on the ground.

The blood on the ground formed a small stream and flowed towards the base of the angel statue, and the base of the statue was stained three-quarters with blood.

As if moved, a golden tear fell from the corner of the angel statue's eye.

Tears dripped into the blood beside the base, and at that moment, everything around changed.

A golden glow rose up around the three angel statues like flames. In a trance, the three angel statues merged into one. Along with a dazzling light, feathers fell one after another.

In the golden world, a huge six-winged wing covered half of the world. Looking up, you could see a vague golden figure.

The apparition of God can leave a sense of awe in one's heart without even looking at it directly.

"Qian Daoliu, if you leave this girl behind, the world will be in disaster again."

The ethereal and crisp sound fills every corner of this golden world.

Qian Yuehuan said nothing, but just lay silently on Qian Daoliu's back. She was tired of crying and didn't want to struggle anymore.

The Angel God's voice was both questioning and affirmative. Qian Daoliu did not say anything, but kowtowed again and said, "I, the believer Qian Daoliu, have failed the Angel God's high hopes. If my granddaughter is really the scourge that endangers the world, I am willing to die in her place to atone for my sin!"

A death to atone for one's sin

From the very beginning, Qian Daoliu planned to exchange one life for another. If he still couldn't save Qian Yuehuan in the end, Qian Daoliu was willing to accompany his granddaughter to the underworld.

Just these simple words made Qian Yuehuan feel uncomfortable again.

She didn't know, she really didn't know why she had to die.

Why am I a scourge? Why.

Even though I didn't do anything, my life was decided by the gods above me.

If it weren't for grandpa, Qian Yuehuan might have died peacefully.

But grandpa wanted to die with her, Qian Yuehuan panicked and didn't want to die anymore.

She cried, trying to express her resistance, but she felt deep despair. She was just a baby, a baby waiting to die, a baby who caused her grandfather to die with her.

Qian Yuehuan felt even more uncomfortable. The sound of her sobbing baby was very loud in the golden world, as if she was crying out all her grievances and bitterness.

The Angel God was silent for a long time, and finally he sighed and responded, "If you can't bear to kill her, then place her in Hexi and let her float down the river. Life and death will be decided by heaven, and you are not allowed to get involved."

This is the biggest concession the Angel God has ever made.

Qian Daoliu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that his granddaughter had a glimmer of hope. He knocked heavily to the ground.

"Thank you Angel God!"

The golden world turned into golden light and faded away. Finally, the light fell on Qian Daoliu's body. The light began to shrink on Qian Daoliu's forehead, until it gathered to the last point and then dissipated in an instant.

The wound on Qian Daoliu's forehead had healed, and the surroundings were still the same Angel Temple.

Qian Daoliu hugged Qian Yuehuan again, his eyes already red, and murmured, "There is hope for my granddaughter, there is hope..."

The hoarse voice was filled with excitement; this was the level that Qian Daoliu had managed to achieve for Qian Yuehuan.

Qian Yuehuan sniffed hard and held her grandfather's clothes tightly, she was tired of crying and wanted to sleep.

She knew that her grandfather was a great priest and he had his own beliefs.

He could not betray the Angel God, and he knew that he was willing to give everything he had, even his life, for God.

In front of God and his family, Qian Daoliu's first choice is always the Angel God, so he chose the most cowardly way, kowtowing three thousand times and praying to God to find a glimmer of hope for him.

Qian Yuehuan felt that her grandfather was really stupid.

But it also makes me feel extremely sad...

Qian Yuehuan fell into a deep sleep, nestled in Qian Daoliu's arms.

……

In the dark night

Grandpa put his granddaughter into the wooden basin and pushed her gently, pushing and pushing her towards the distant future.

The tiny baby nestled quietly in the wooden basin. The basin, carrying the baby, flowed away into the distance.

The grandfather stood there, watching the baby go away, looking and looking, filled with endless worry.

……