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Chapter 31 The Death of Zheng Ting
Zheng Ting held two convenience bags in his hand, which contained meat and vegetables.

The daughter said that she wanted to eat braised pork. Although he got off work a little late, he still went to the supermarket that was open until late to buy fresh ingredients.

I plan to get up early tomorrow to make it for her, secretly put it in an insulated lunch box, and take it to school for lunch.

Eating something so greasy in the morning is not good for your health.

Lao Zheng lives in an old building built in the 90s of the last century. The sanitation is fairly clean, but the overall style is somewhat incompatible with this modern international metropolis.

Full of nostalgia.

It's not that I don't want to change, and it's not that I can't afford to change at all. The main reason is that the corresponding school district here is very good.

for the kids.

He and his wife lived in this old dilapidated small house without any complaints.

Walking in a slightly messy alley, some dim street lights shone on him, and the surroundings were silent.

Not even a human figure could be seen.

Those who live here are either parents who want their children to go to school, or those old people who are nostalgic.

At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, except for some stray cats and dogs, almost no other living things can be seen.

Zheng Ting is also used to it.

Generally speaking, the boundary of the capital is still very safe.

Besides, he used to be a human master who slayed demons and demons together with Wan Guosong, even if he was transferred to the office, he still did not lack courage.

As he walked, he wondered whether his daughter had passed the math test today.

The little girl who has just entered junior high school is the same as when he was a child. She is very good at Chinese and very bad at math.

Looking at those numbers, formulas, etc., I feel drowsy...

Hey, if it doesn't work, why don't you hire a one-on-one teacher to make up for her?
At this moment, a big black cat suddenly jumped out from the pile of debris, looked at Zheng Ting and gave a "meow".

It startled Lao Zheng, who was a little distracted.

He glared at the big black cat that he often saw: "What are you doing? It's okay to scare people, right?"

The big black cat ignored him and ran away quickly.

Zheng Ting frowned suddenly, feeling something was wrong.

Sighing, he smiled wryly and laughed at himself: "Since the sharp decline in strength, perception has become worse..."

Huo Di!

A face appeared before his eyes without warning.

His hair was disheveled, his face was pale, and his eyes were turned upwards, almost all of which were white, with blood flowing down the corners of the eyes.

An ordinary person would probably have to be scared on the spot.

Zheng Ting just frowned, looking at this terrifying face seriously.

Slowly put down the convenience bag with both hands. There are eggs in it, so you can't throw it directly on the ground.

"What are you going to do?" he asked in a deep voice.

Even though he was severely injured back then, and his strength was ten to nine, the courage in his bones never diminished.

There was a cold and creepy laugh in the air.

The floating woman's head grinned and breathed at him.

A ray of light suddenly shot out from the Heavenly Court Token on Lao Zheng's body.

Like a sharp sword, it cut the head in half on the spot.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
All the street lights in the alley suddenly exploded one by one.

The surroundings were suddenly plunged into darkness.

Someone whispered in Zheng Ting's ear and asked, "Where is Song Xiao?"

Then there were more gloomy voices coming from all directions——

"Where is Song Xiao?"

"Tell us, where is he?"

"Where? Where?"

With a calm face, Zheng Ting sent a message to Song Xiao with his mind through the token——

"Be careful, there are ghosts looking for you!"

Then he said coldly: "Things that pretend to be gods and tricks, get away from me!"

In an instant, a strong coercion erupted from the Heavenly Court Token, and it charged in all directions.

Immediately there were several shrill screams that ordinary people could not hear.

Those weird ghosts were dissipated on the spot.

Zheng Ting did not relax his vigilance because of this.

The other party who dared to intercept him in the capital, a man from the Heavenly Court, to ask about Song Xiao's whereabouts, could not be a lonely ghost, and must have something to rely on.

At this moment, a shadow stepped out of the darkness, almost completely merging with the pitch-black night without street lights.

Gently clap your hands and clap your hands.

"It's really worthy of being a former master of the heavens, who can kill so many of my subordinates even after being crippled."

Zheng Ting stared at the black shadow: "Who are you?"

Hei Ying said: "You don't need to know, you don't want to die, so tell me Song Xiao's whereabouts quickly, and think about your family."

Zheng Ting said in a deep voice: "The whereabouts of Tianting's field staff are uncertain, how do I know where he is?"

The voice of the black shadow smiled coldly: "No, no, you know. Don't try to test my patience, either, you tell me where he is now; or, you, and your whole family... have tonight die!"

Zheng Ting said: "No matter who you are, if you are an enemy of Heaven, you will not end well."

"Hahaha," Heiying smiled disdainfully, "What is your Heavenly Court looking like? Do you still think of yourself as the envoy of the Chinese gods, as the incarnation of justice?"

While speaking, an extremely powerful and icy spiritual force rushed towards Zheng Ting like a mountain torrent.

boom!
The Heavenly Court Token on Zheng Ting's body erupted with a brilliant light that ordinary people cannot see with naked eyes.

Block out this mental attack.

At the same time, the middle-aged man, who hadn't done anything for many years, rushed towards the opposite shadow like a leopard.

Clenching the fist mark with the left hand, and punching it, a thunder will light up!

In his right hand was a simple dagger with a sharp edge, stabbing at the black shadow.

Bang!
A majestic energy blasted out from the hands of the black shadow.

The protection formed by the Heavenly Court Token is vulnerable to this terrifying force.

The thunder disappeared, and the dagger fell to the ground.

Zheng Ting spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew backwards, landing on the ground more than ten meters away.

After struggling a few times, I couldn't stand up again.

With a whoosh, the black shadow appeared in front of him, looking down from above.

"You are useless!" he said, "This is the last chance, where is Song Xiao?"

Zheng Ting coughed twice, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "I really don't know...you are so capable, why don't you go find it yourself?"

Hei Ying said: "So, you won't say anything? Then go to hell!"

Zheng Ting's neck was suddenly strangled by an invisible force, his face flushed instantly, his eyes widened, and his body subconsciously struggled desperately.

The black shadow taunted: "Heavenly Court? Ha!"

Zheng Ting had fallen into a coma at this time.

Countless images flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern——

He was young, in his prime, with thick hair that year.

The first mission was to rush into a small town house together with Wan Guosong. The two worked together to kill a blood-sucking monster and saved an innocent child.

That year, he was already an "old man" in the Heavenly Court. He took a newcomer out on a task that seemed relatively simple, but he encountered a powerful monster in the end.

In order to protect the newcomer, he knew he was invincible but still fought back and was seriously injured.

If there is no elixir brought back by the chief director Huang Yongxian, I am afraid that he would have left this splendid world at that time.

That year he changed from field work to internal work, and married a girl who was also in the field.

He, who has started to lose his hair, finally has a home.

His daughter was born that year, and he was as happy as a child.

In the group photo of the family of three, he is smiling brightly with thinning hair.

That year, in order to take better care of the children, his wife discussed with him and wanted to resign and go home to be a full-time wife.

He agreed, and from then on, the grades of smoking, drinking, and socializing with the outside world were all discounted.

But he has no regrets and enjoys it.

The first time his daughter called Dad that year, he burst into tears.

That year when my daughter went to kindergarten, she cried and put her arms around his neck and said that I wanted to play with my father. He was full of reluctance and felt sad for a long time.

When my daughter was in primary school...

The first composition written by my daughter that year - I love my dad.

His eyes were red when he saw it.

That year his wife discussed with him, should he have another one for his daughter as a companion?

He refused, saying that all his love is on his daughter, and one is enough.

that year……

those years……

Countless images that were dusty in the corners of his memory, hard to recall even if he tried to think about them, all appeared in his mind at this moment.

After so many years, he once thought that life could go on like this forever.

At one point, I felt that the blood in my body no longer had the motivation to boil.

Until a handsome face full of youthful vigor flashed in his mind, yes, Song Xiao.

This young man gave him hope.

No matter the talent, savvy or the attitude of striving to make progress, he was very happy.

It was as if I saw myself back then.

But he is very clear that Song Xiao is much better than him back then!

Especially after the battle in the deep mountains of Nanjiang County, he felt that with such a young man, Heaven would surely rise again.

That feeling was extremely strong.

It was this young man who warmed up the blood in his body that had been dormant for many years.

So... do you regret it?

No.

Even if he knelt on the ground begging for mercy today like a soft bone.

And betray all the information about Song Xiao, the enemy will not let him go!
I have dealt with demons and goblins for so many years.

He understands.

Resent it?

No.

From the day he joined Heavenly Court, he has been ready to sacrifice at any time.

Just very sad!

How much do you want to see your daughter again, how much you want to hear her call daddy again, let her put her arms around her neck, show off to her mother, and see her mother being jealous?

Zheng Ting's world gradually became darker.

It gradually became silent.

then.

A somewhat dazed illusory shadow slowly sat up from the fallen Zheng Ting, looking around in a daze.

Then slowly... it floated up.

Heiying sneered: "Can you become a god after death? With me, death is the beginning!"

boom!
A bright golden light suddenly shot out from a token, covering that phantom figure.

An incomparably strong and dazzling... light that cannot be seen in the world bursts out!
On another plane, the shadow looked horrified, and subconsciously stepped back, as if a little afraid.

He didn't want that golden light to touch him.

He looked at the phantom shrouded in golden light in surprise, his lips trembled slightly, and wanted to say something, but he didn't open his mouth in the end.

He too was born on this land, grew up...until he died.

Speaking of disdain for heaven, it is actually something after death.

When he was alive, he was not so bold.

At this time, the bright golden light in front of him finally aroused his reverence for the heaven engraved in his bones again.

When he died... he was just a Yin spirit; when the people in the heavenly court died, they were... Yin gods!
A yin god protected by the power of merit!

In the golden light, Lao Zheng, who was in a ghostly state, was still a bit dazed, as if he didn't realize that he was dead.

He looked left and right, looked around.

Finally, his eyes fell on the black shadow.
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(End of this chapter)