Chapter 467: Severe Illness with Fierce Medicine

Cui Hao gently took the little girl's body, looked at her emaciated little face, a trace of true yuan power crossed into her body, and after checking it, he looked at Zhang Zishan, shook his head and said, "I can't save it, she has been dead for at least four or five hours." Even if the gods come, they can't be saved. Zhang Zishan, don't be too sad, people can't be resurrected after death, although your sister is gone, you are still alive. Live and live out your share for your sister. ”

Zhang Zishan stopped crying, he raised his little face, took the little girl again, and then went to bed under Cui Hao's attention, shrunk in the corner of the peeling wall, hugged his sister tightly, let the tears continue to slide, and no longer cried.

Cui Hao was silent for a moment, then turned around and walked out of the room.

He knew that Zhang Zishan wanted to get along with his sister again and hug her well.

Get out of the room.

Cui Hao looked up at the gray sky. The majestic rain did not stop, and the high sky seemed to be distressed and crying for the two poor children in the house.

Cui Hao wanted to ask the sky, why is it so difficult for people to live, but why is it so easy to die?

Why do people die?

Why is there a separation between life and death in the world? Why is there a pain in the heart?

He thought of his previous life, of himself, of the ruinous explosion at the last moment of his previous life.

His fists were clenched tightly, his eyes flashed with a bit of madness, a cruel aura emanated from him, and when he looked up at the sky, a fluctuating voice came out of his mouth: "My life is up to me, not to God, God wants me to die, I want to live." You are in charge of my destiny. I'm going to go against the sky. Wait, wait for me. All bondage. All the shackles can't trap me......"

Half an hour later.

Zhang Zishan held a bowl of hot water. Walking out of the broken temple alone, the tears on his face were not dry, and when he saw Cui Hao turn his head, he asked in a low voice, "Uncle, can you help my sister collect the body?" ”

Cui Hao nodded heavily: "Yes!" ”

Zhang Zishan glanced at Cui Hao gratefully, handed the broken bowl in his hand to Cui Hao, and said, "Uncle, my grandfather said that when the guests come, they should pour tea for the guests. You drink tea! ”

Cui Hao did not hesitate, reached out and took it, drank all the bowls of hot tea in a big gulp, and then handed the broken bowl to Zhang Zishan.

Zhang Zishan said: "Uncle, can you wait for me a little longer?" I want to say a few more words to my sister. ”

Cui Hao nodded and said, "Go ahead!" I'll wait! ”

Zhang Zishan smiled gratefully again, and after turning around and entering the broken temple, a pair of scissors in his sleeve had already been grabbed by him. He climbed into bed and took his sister back into his arms. The look of pain on that little face had disappeared cleanly. Instead, there was a smile, a happy look of contentment.

Scissors, stabbing at his neck at a rapid pace.

The breath of death rushes in. But he was not afraid, because he felt that his sister would be scared on the road, and he needed to accompany her. Protecting my sister. It is a relief to leave the world like this.

His eyes. The scene after the death of the grandfather emerged.

Pick up the junk and dig through the garbage heap. robbed of food with wild dogs, was beaten and scolded, and was pitied by others......

"Bastard!"

An angry scolding echoed in the ruined temple. The afterimage flashed, and Cui Hao had already appeared on the bed, and grabbed his wrist at the moment when the tip of the scissors was about to stab into Zhang Zishan's throat.

"You go! You don't have to worry about me, you can just collect my sister's body! ”

Zhang Zishan tried his best to stab the tip of the scissors into his throat, but his strength was simply weak in Cui Hao's opinion.

"Smack......

Cui Hao snatched the scissors from Zhang Zishan's hand, slammed them on the ground, and slapped him in the face with his backhand. The strength he used was not great, it could be said to be extremely light, but bright red fingerprints still appeared on Zhang Zishan's little face.

"You know what I hate the most? It was a cowardly suicide of a man. Your parents are really wrong, so wrong, they shouldn't have a son at all, you don't deserve to be a boy at all. I think you should be reincarnated as a girl, a sissy who doesn't know how to do it. Cowardice, waste, a little blow can make you disrespectful to life, you don't even deserve to be reincarnated as a human being, you should be reincarnated as a stupid pig waiting to be slaughtered. ”

"At such a young age, you actually learned to commit suicide? Hum...... You've been raising your sister alone for some days, haven't you? Where has your self-reliance and courage gone these days? Haven't you realized that human beings live to endure and struggle with suffering? Let yourself grow up, let yourself mature, let yourself have a strong and strong ability to endure. ”

"Your parents are dead, and so is your grandfather. But don't you think that if they still have a spirit in heaven, they will want you to kill yourself? No...... Absolutely not, they hope that you will live well, hope that you can grow up, every year on their death day, burn some paper for them, talk to them, so that they can rest in peace under the nine springs. ”

Cui Hao looked at Zhang Zishan angrily, looking at his appearance without a trace of anger, distressed and heartbroken at the same time.

As the saying goes: the children of the poor are in charge of the house early.

For Zhang Zishan, it can no longer be called poverty, but suffering.

Cui Hao looked at this child who had suffered from life distressedly, and a trace of crystal appeared in his eyes. However, he has some research on human psychology, and he knows very well that Zhang Zishan needs not comfort at this moment, if his heart is dead, he must find an entry point and deeply stimulate him. Serious illness and fierce medicine, even if it is to fight poison with poison, it will make him have a desire for life.

Cui Hao raised his hands weakly, and Zhang Zishan's small body was wrapped in a stream of air, forcibly separating him from his sister's body. Cui Hao picked up his collar, strode outside the door, and shouted again: "I still remember, you said that your parents were killed by the people of the Heavenly God Altar, you died like this, who will avenge your parents for their blood revenge?" Can you expect those enemies to wipe their necks and commit suicide? Hum...... If you want to die, you have to wait until you learn the ability to avenge your parents before you die, right? ”

Settle an old score?

Zhang Zishan has fantasized countless times that one day in the future, he will be able to learn the skills and avenge his parents. At this moment, hearing Cui Hao's words, a trace of anger finally appeared in his eyes, which was a strong light of hatred.

"Can you help me?"

Cui Hao said proudly: "There are only a handful of people in the world who can help you, but I am one of them." Even if the altar of heaven is a hundred or a thousand times stronger than you think, it is still garbage in my eyes. ”

Zhang Zishan said loudly: "I want to learn martial arts, I want to become strong." Like the masked uncle before. ”

Cui Hao pondered for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "I promise you." Moreover, the people of the altar organization did a lot of evil that day and must be punished, so you don't have to worry about this matter for now. From now on, you will follow that masked uncle, and I will let him teach you the cultivation techniques and guide you in your cultivation. ”

"Hmmm......"

Zhang Zishan nodded heavily.

A few minutes later, at the moment when Cui Hao held the body of the little girl and walked out of the woods. Yelu Minghao took the two masters of the Assassination Hall and had already brought back what Cui Hao had ordered him to prepare.

"Ming Hao, you take him and his sister's corpse back to the demon capital first. This kid's name is Zhang Zishan, and he will follow you in the future, and you will teach him the cultivation exercises and guide him to practice. I don't know what his martial arts qualifications are, if you think you can in the future, you can train him well, and try to let him take your place in the future. ”

"Yes!"

Yelu Minghao nodded and said.

As Zhang Zishan was taken away by Yelu Minghai, the starship in the sky disappeared into the clouds again, Cui Hao put away the sadness in his heart and walked towards the destination of this trip.

He swore in his heart that he would never let every citizen of the empire suffer this kind of life again. Especially those who are homeless and have no one to rely on.

With a red wall and a closed black wooden door, Cui Hao stopped outside the door, looking through the gap in the wooden door, barely seeing the scene overgrown with weeds.

According to the intelligence, the old man was inside.

Shout......

The hazy figure disappeared in place. When Cui Hao's figure reappeared, he was already standing in the courtyard, only four or five meters away from the door of the tiled house. A faint burning fragrance wafted out from the door, washing away a lot of the haze in Cui Hao's heart like fairy smoke.

"Cui Hao of the Haosi Empire, I've seen my mother-in-law!"

Cui Hao's gaze fell on the old woman who was sitting cross-legged in front of the table of the Eight Immortals in the hall, with her back to him, and said with her fists clenched.

The old woman slowly got up from the ground, turned to look at Cui Hao, shook her head and sighed bitterly: "I knew that those people were sent by Your Majesty, why did I hide in Tibet, and even run to such a remote place?" ”

When Cui Hao looked at him at the old woman, his eyes also fell on the other party. Tong Guò's back just now, you can see the other party's old appearance, but seeing the old woman head-on, Cui Hao's heartbeat has accelerated a lot in vain, and his eyes show a little surprise. Because this old woman who looks very old, but her hands are like soft wattles, and her skin is like clotted fat, even if it is a baby's smooth and smooth skin, there is a slight gap compared with her.

Weirdness!

This feeling is crazy in Cui Hao's heart, and the importance of the old woman in front of him is getting stronger and stronger.

"Mother-in-law, if my people were presumptuous before, I hope you can forgive me. In fact, I ordered them to help me find something, and the jade Buddha in your hand is one of the things I am looking for. Cui Hao stood in the midst of the majestic rain, but he was not affected in the slightest, and the rain was automatically bounced away a few meters away from him.

The old woman nodded slowly, she glanced at Cui Hao a few times, and suddenly said, "You have a dead aura, but no murderous aura." Have you just come into contact with the dead? (To be continued......)