I collect waste in heaven

Chapter 1601

"Listen to the announcement in the six domains."

"The son of the catastrophe has made a fable. The nine heavens and ten lands have entered the catastrophe, and all regions have been sealed off. Nine years later, the Pangu Continent in ancient times will reappear. All the races in the world are ready for the catastrophe."

"Remember!"

The majestic whispers have been resounding throughout the nine heavens and ten earths. The voice is very low but accompanied by no doubts. It is high and high to announce to all beings in the world that no matter whether all living beings understand or accept it, they must accept it.

In ancient times, Pangu Continent.

"It's so noisy."

A murmur slowly came out, and the person lying on the bed turned sideways and covered his ears with the quilt, as if he wanted to block the sound and have a good sleep.

"They're all dead, and they don't let people sleep for a while."

The murmur like the sound of mosquitoes came slowly again, and when the voice fell, the person on the bed also sat down, raised his hand and rubbed his sleepy eyes.

What caught the eye was a white mosquito net.

At this time, he was sitting on an antique wooden bed, covered with brocade quilt, but the pattern was very old-fashioned, the most unacceptable thing for him was that the embroidered pair of mandarin ducks was on it.

With a dull pain in his head, he raised his hand and pressed his head again.

Feeling dry mouth for a while.

He quickly turned over from the bed, trying to find water in the room, but fortunately, there was a porcelain teapot on the wooden table a few meters away under the bed, and the cup next to it was filled with herbal tea.

Raise your glass and drink it down.

This cup of tea could not dispel the fire in his chest, he hurriedly poured himself another cup, and after drinking it down, he was really too anxious, and he drank heavily at the spout of the teapot.

He didn't feel better until he had a pot of tea.

"Did you drink?"

He sat upright on the chair, the dry mouth he felt just now was clearly the feeling of a hangover.

"What's the matter, am I already dead?" Holding the teapot with his right hand, he patted his painful head with his left hand, and looked around blankly.

Retro houses, retro beds, tables, chairs and benches.

The most outrageous thing is...

There is even a bronze mirror in his room?
God!

What age is it, are there still bronze mirrors?

Although it can be seen that although the furniture is very retro, they are all expected to be good, and the layout of the room is also very warm, but it just makes him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Hell?"

Involuntarily, a murmur came from his mouth again.

"No way, even the underworld doesn't use this kind of bronze mirror now, does it?" He walked to the bronze mirror, grabbed the mirror and took a picture in front of himself.

The apricot eyes are bright, and the face is as sharp as a knife. He is such a handsome young man.

cough!
It's not a good idea to brag like that.

Smiling embarrassingly, he noticed that the clothes on his body were also strange. The white lining all over his body was very similar to the pajamas he wore when he went to bed in ancient times.

He looked down at his hands.

no change!
Everything seems to be the same as before, except that his face seems to be a little paler, everything else is the same as before.

"Bronze mirror, copper mirror, can you tell me what happened?"

The person sitting on the wooden chair looking at the bronze mirror muttered to himself in the mirror. After grabbing the bronze mirror for a long time, he found that he seemed to be weaker than he imagined. He couldn't hold a bronze mirror more than half a minute.Not to mention holding the bronze mirror, even if he raised his arm for more than 30 seconds, he would feel sore.

This reminded him of when he just got up and grabbed the teapot and poured it into his mouth.

The teapot was much heavier than the bronze mirror, but he didn't feel it at all. Could it be the amazing explosive power produced for the source of life?
Now he is very distressed.

The memory in his head is like a paste, but the memory of his life is clear, even the scene before his death is very deep.

Only, the memory of waking up after death made him a little confused.

blank!

The memory before his birth was cut off, and now when he wakes up from the bed, the memory in the middle is blank.He didn't know what happened in the middle, nor how he got to this bed.

He is confused now.

It is urgent to find the memory of the middle fault.

This is a very important thing for him, he has to figure out how he got here.Even if this is the underworld, does he have to be seduced, does he have to see Meng Po Bridge?

Uh……

It's better not to cross the Meng Po Bridge.

Last time he went back, he wanted to go to hell and be bullied by Granny Meng into that bear. Now that he is a ghost after death, Granny Meng is legitimately qualified to deal with him.

He still has to be bullied to death?

Judging from the situation, he should not have walked the Meng Po Bridge, or else he would not be able to remember the memories of his life after drinking Meng Po soup.

In other words, he was brought directly into the royal city of the underworld.

who did it?
If nothing else, it should be in Baiyu, right?

He has always had the status of prime minister in the underworld, so now he is staying here in the prime minister's mansion?

"Sword Spirit!"

"Linger?"

He called out to the surroundings, and raised his hand to pat himself on the head. Although there was a fault in his memory, the two of them should know what happened.

However, after calling softly for a long time, he did not hear the voice in his memory.

He couldn't help but laugh to himself.

Also.

He died and entered the underworld, how could the two of them follow.I don't know if the two of them are doing well now, whether the sword spirit has returned the twin swords to Shangguan, whether he has become Shangguan or Lao Li's sword spirit, whether Ling'er is with sister Liu Yan and the others.

The seal of the Youji Catacomb seemed to be broken by himself.

The crypt collapsed.

Did the ground in Luo City collapse?
In this case, can the entrance of the burrow be blocked, and other demons will have no way to invade the human race from the entrance of the burrow.

Can……

What about Noah?

She is his partner, he can't bury her alive in it, right?

Hope she is well.

He just wanted to avenge his relatives and friends. It would be fine if he crushed all the demons who invaded the human race to death, and he didn't particularly want to hurt those innocent people.

"call……"

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, he let out a long breath, subconsciously got up and wanted to stretch lazily.The moment he stretched, severe pain flooded his heart, causing him to fall to the ground with a bang, knocking over the chair and knocking the bronze mirror on the table to the ground.

The bronze mirror made a tinkling sound, which seemed to have alarmed the outside of the door.

The door was pushed open in an instant, and a beam of light came in.

Seeing this dazzling beam of light, he subconsciously wanted to step back. The ghost was not going to be scattered by the light.He was still thinking about going to Bai Yu later, and asking him to come back to find Sister Liu Yan and the others. If he was illuminated by this beam of light, then he would be too unlucky.

That is, he was still a little strange.

How can there be light in the underworld?
In his impression, the underworld is either purple red or dark green, anyway, no matter how you look at it, it makes people feel uncomfortable.

The light outside the door was very bright.

Even in Mortal Realm, living in the city, it is difficult for him to see such bright sunshine, and the air blowing in from outside the door is also very fresh.

It's that refreshing freshness.

I am afraid that this kind of air can only be breathed in the countryside far away from the city.

Every breath seems to cleanse my soul.

"Uncle, Uncle..." Running into the room was a girl who looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old and was holding a copper basin, dressed like a maid.After she put the copper basin on the ground, she hurried over with a concerned look on her face, "Grandpa, are you okay, why did you fall down? You were injured."

After the words fell, the girl raised her head and shouted towards the door.

"Call the doctor!"

"stop!"

Avoiding the sun, he frowned at the girl in front of him.

she?
Are you not afraid of light?
Now that the ghosts in the underworld have evolved, they can walk in the sun wantonly?Although the light is very warm, it is also bright sunshine. Shouldn't ghosts be turned into ashes immediately when they encounter it?
wrong!

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed an extremely important point.

The complexion is rosy.

rosy? ! ! !
Noticing this, he couldn't help rubbing the girl's small face.The girl froze for a moment, the blush on her cheeks became even stronger, while he looked down at his fingers.

Not a blush?

When she raised her head, the girl's rosy face had turned into a ripe apple.

Uh?
Suddenly, he thought of...

Looking at the layout of the room, the thinking here should be very old-fashioned. The daughter's body should not be touched easily by others, let alone a man.

Even if someone is a maid, she still has human rights.

He subconsciously wanted to apologize, but before he could open his mouth, the blushing girl bit her lip, still showing concern.

"Uncle, it's cold on the ground, get up quickly, your body is weak, don't catch the cold anymore."

"Huh?!" Sitting on the ground, he was stunned again, looking at the little girl in front of him with a look of astonishment and exclaiming, "What are you calling me?"

"Gu... uncle?"

The little maid faltered and replied as if frightened by him, and he was stunned when he heard this.

"Aren't I the prime minister? How did I become a son-in-law?" Immediately, he stretched out his finger and showed a clear expression, "I see, did Bai Yu marry me? Isn't she taking advantage of others? You call Bai Yu to me, I want to argue with her, how could she do such a thing?"

"Uncle, my lady is not a Baiyu."

"what?"

"Our young lady, surnamed Fu Mingxia, styled Zhiwan, you..."

"Wait a minute!" He who was still sitting on the ground suddenly stretched out his hand to make the servant girl stop, and swallowed his saliva immediately, "What... is this place?"

Anyone would find this question strange, but the maid still answered truthfully.

"This is...the Kingdom of Qin!"

(End of this chapter)