I collect waste in heaven

Chapter 592

Chapter 592

Goose feathers and heavy snow are flying.

Holding the broken sword, Zuo Huanyu slowly disappeared into the snowy night.

Curled up on the ground, Zhao Xin clenched his fists vigorously, gritted his teeth and slapped himself with his hands.

Did nothing!

You did nothing, Xin Zhao, you did nothing!

I lost last time, it can be said that my sword is not good enough.

Now, the twin swords given by Shangguan Qianchu are also useless!

Wuhun? !

What are you proud of?

Even if it's in the Martial Soul Realm, what's the matter, no, he has no strength to fight back after being beaten, and kneels here like a defeated dog.

After being silent for half a minute, Xin Zhao got up from the heavy snow and grabbed the twin swords on the ground.

"Senior, take this." Xin Zhao took out the Shennong Baicao Liquid and handed it to the old Taoist priest, apologizing, "I'm sorry, I...I..."

"This has nothing to do with you, child." The old Taoist shook his head sadly, "This is the crime of my Zuo family."

"Feel sorry……"

"Stop apologizing, you've tried your best, go and see Zuo Lan, she..." The old Taoist slowly raised his hand and hesitated to speak, Zuo Lan hasn't moved at all since just now.

"Zuo Lan!"

Xin Zhao ran over on the heavy snow, Zuo Lan, who was sitting on the ground, had dull eyes.

"Kill me, you kill me."

"Zuo Lan, Zuo Lan, I'm Xin Zhao!" Xin Zhao raised his hand and pushed Zuo Lan's shoulder. After hearing the name Xin Zhao, Zuo Lan's dull eyes revived as if hearing hope.

She turned her head to look at Xin Zhao, and grabbed Xin Zhao's arm with both hands.

"Xin Zhao? Xin Zhao! Hurry up...you save my father! Hurry up!"

Zuo Lan's voice became choked up again, and Xin Zhao glanced at Zuo Huanluan, who was completely pale and stiff.

"Your father..."

"Xin Zhao, what are you going to say?!" Zuo Lan squinted and knelt on the ground, shaking his head vigorously, "You...you can save him, right? Sister Liu Yan is like that, didn't you save him too? You He is the head of the Taoist sect, you know Taishang Laojun, you... you can do it, right?"

"I……"

If possible, Xin Zhao would not be stingy.

but……

He couldn't see the soul in Zuo Huanluan's body.

There is no soul, how can I save it!

"Xin Zhao, I beg you, please!" Zuo Lan kneeled on the ground and kowtowed to Xin Zhao, "Help my father, I beg you, I beg you!"

"Zuo Lan, calm down!"

Xin Zhao stared at Zuo Huanluan's position, he couldn't feel the existence of the soul at all, but he couldn't bear to see Zuo Lan in such grief.

"You are waiting for me here."

He reached out and picked up Zuo Huanluan from the snow, and kicked open the door not far away.

He took out his mobile phone from his arms and started contacting Guo Shuang and Bai Yu. Within 3 minutes, he saw a man in official uniform bringing Guo Shuang and Guo Xue to the Zuo family in Tai'a Mountain.

"Uh...what's going on outside?"

When Guo Shuang and the others saw Zuo's corpses all over the ground, they couldn't help but froze in place.

"See you, my lord." The man in official uniform cupped his hands.

"who are you?"

"The lower official is one of the three judges in the underworld. It is inconvenient for the king to come here because of some matters. I have specially sent you here to solve your lord's problems." The judge replied with a smile.

Xin Zhao slowly raised his hand, pointing at Zuo Huanluan in front of him.

"I want him to live!"

"Uh~~~~" The judge was taken aback when he heard the words, and said, "My lord, this person has his own destiny after death, and it is against the law of heaven to bring people back from death."

"I want him to live!"

"Not adults..."

"I want him to live!"

The judge coughed, but he didn't dare to talk too much and walked in front of Zuo Huanluan.

"Uh~~~My lord, this one is already dead."

"I know he's dead, I can get the Resurrection Pill and Shoutao, I just want you to get his soul back." Xin Zhao whispered.

He could feel that there was no soul in Zuo Huanluan's body.

If he could see the soul, he didn't need to find someone from the underworld, he would just cut it first and then play it.

"Uh~~~My lord, his soul has been scattered, and I can't get it back."

"Can't find it?" Xin Zhao frowned.

"That's right, my lord. You can ask Guo Shuang and Guo Xue about this. They are professional seducers. This person's soul has indeed dissipated. He has already used the method of burning his soul to renew his life." ." The judge said seriously, "He is completely dead now. Even our underworld cannot receive him."

Xin Zhao stared at Guo Shuang, and saw her nodding.

"Is there any way?" Zhao Xinxin said unwillingly.

"There is really no way, my lord, you should know that if the soul dies!" the judge whispered softly, "This person burned his soul, which ruined his chance of being reincarnated. He... has already Completely disappeared from this world, even if our great king, Ksitigarbha, or Daluo Jinxian came, there is nothing we can do."

"I know, go back."

"The subordinate retire."

The judge backed away slowly, Guo Shuang looked at Xin Zhao who was in a daze and frowned and walked up.

"Well... what the judge said just now is the truth. This man's soul is indeed gone. Then, I think he seems to be the father of Zuo Lan, and I can't do anything about it."

"It's okay, thank you for your hard work, you can go back too." Xin Zhao shook his head.

"Please comfort Zuo Lan more."

Guo Shuang and Guo Xue slowly retreated, and Xin Zhao held his fists and condensed needles on his fingertips.

"Soul Seizing Nine Needles!"

"Seize the soul! Seize the soul! Seize the soul!"

Zuo Huanluan on the bed couldn't see any effect. If the judge was still there, he would definitely tell Xin Zhao that he was doing useless work.

The soul is completely burned, so how can the nine needles of the soul be taken away?

The Soul Seizing Acupuncture is to seize the soul from the underworld.

The soul is gone, so what can I take!

Half an hour later, Xin Zhao slowly opened the door.

The moment he pushed the door open, he saw Zuo Lan kneeling on the ground praying devoutly with his small hands, kowtowing from time to time.

The snow on the ground has solidified, and there is still a wisp of bright red on it.

That's the blood on Zuo Lan's head.

When he heard the sound of the door opening, Zuo Lan opened his eyes and stood up and ran to Xin Zhao's side, stretching his neck to look into the room.

"How about it, is my father alive?"

"Zuo Lan, your father..."

Listening to Xin Zhao's low tone and his sad eyes, Zuo Lan suddenly grinned with a forced smile.

"Yo yo, you want to lie to me again. My father must be healed. You can save sister Liu Yan, and so can my father. I will treat you to milk tea in the future, okay? Don't scare me, I ...I'm really scared."

At the end, Zuo Lan's voice became choked up, and Xin Zhao raised his head and let out a long breath.

"Your father's soul has already dissipated. He burned his soul to renew his life during his lifetime. If his soul dissipates, his life will perish..."

"Lie!" Zuo Lan interrupted Xin Zhao's words directly, shaking her head vigorously, "Impossible, Xin Zhao, don't scare me anymore, I trust you very much! I beg you, tell me the truth, I It's really scary now."

"Let...uncle rest in peace." Xin Zhao said softly.

"No, no, no! I don't believe it!"

Zuo Lan bent down and slipped under Xin Zhao's arm into the room, reaching out to push Zuo Huanluan on the bed.

"Dad, wake up!"

"I'm your daughter, I'm Zuo Lan, wake up and look at me! Today is New Year's Eve, not April Fool's Day, don't scare me."

"father!"

He looked at Zuo Huanluan, who was lying motionless on the bed, not even breathing.

Zuo Lan's legs went limp and he sat on the ground.

how so.

Thinking back on today's day, shouldn't it be the happiest beginning of the New Year's red envelope from Sister Liu Yan in the morning?

She was looking forward to coming back.

She has a lot of things that she wants to tell her father, how much she misses home, how good Xin Zhao and the others treat her, and threatens him... Even if she really doesn't want her in the future, she still has a second chance. Two families, she is not afraid of not having a home, but he will not have his precious daughter in the future.

She deliberately brought back the red envelope, and the PS4 Xin Zhao bought for her...

She wants to show off to her dad.

She was still making a devout wish under the fireworks. She hoped that her grandfather would live a happy and healthy life, that her brother would become a hero of the world, and that her father would live a long life and smile at her more.

She made a wish for everyone around her, but she didn't make a wish for herself.

but……

She obviously made a wish for her father to smile at her more, but why did she only smile once and then never again.

No more counting.

Her father died, and her grandfather lost his left hand.

why? !

why!

Xin Zhao stood in front of the door and watched silently, watching Zuo Lan cry, watching her tears soak the ground.

"Xin Zhao..."

Zuo Lan slowly raised her head and pointed at Zuo Huanluan on the bed, her little hands trembling anxiously, her tears and snot dripping down her cheeks, and she cried bitterly.

"I don't have a father anymore. What should I do if I don't have a father anymore, Xin Zhao! I don't have a father anymore..."

"I don't have a father anymore, what should I do..."

"My father..."

Xin Zhao's eyes suddenly turned red, and tears flowed down uncontrollably. He stepped forward and held Zuo Lan in his arms.

"You still have grandpa, me, sister Liu Yan, Qin Xin, Xiyue, Wang Hui..."

"But I don't have a father anymore!" All the examples became meaningless the moment Zuo Lan spoke, and she cried bitterly in her arms, "I don't have a father anymore, I don't have a father anymore... I have you guys , but, I don't have a father anymore, I don't have a father anymore..."

(End of this chapter)