At night, Song Heqing rode an electric bicycle and rushed to the front line of food delivery.
It's not peaceful recently, there are fewer pedestrians on the road, and it's easier for him to drive.
After all, he didn't want to perform a show of people and cars disappearing.
After driving all the way, we finally arrived at the client's community.
Climb up.
The fifth floor is here.
Ring the doorbell:
"Hello, takeaway."
The door opened and it was a young woman.
She is very beautiful. Song Heqing has very good eyesight. It can be seen at a glance that she has no makeup and her skin is still fair, delicate and flawless.
Song Heqing raised his eyebrows slightly:
"Hello, your braised chicken."
The woman's reaction was a little slow. She stood by the door, her stretched out hand still trembling.
Song Heqing stared down.
The woman laughed dryly:
"Haha...it's a bit cold."
"have a good meal."
After Song Heqing finished giving, he planned to leave directly, but the woman stopped him:
"Um, little brother...can I ask you a favor?"
Song Heqing:
"I have other takeaways to deliver, so you can find someone else."
The woman still refused to give up and softened her tone:
"But it's so late. Where is there anyone else? Besides, it's so unsafe for a girl. Just do it and help me!"
Before Song Heqing could answer, another minion appeared in the corridor.
After seeing Song Heqing, the delivery man was stunned for two seconds and said with a smile:
"Hey, brother, why don't you give it to this family too!"
Song Heqing nodded, pointed at the new eldest brother, and said to the woman:
"Let this big brother help you, I'm leaving first."
The eldest brother was a little confused and said casually:
"What are you helping me with?"
As he spoke, he handed over the takeaway in his hand:
"Madam, your spicy hot pot...eh? Why do you have one in your hand?"
Song Heqing: "That's the braised chicken I gave you."
The eldest brother understood and said to the woman very kindly:
"Oh, how about having supper with friends?"
The woman glanced at Song Heqing guiltily:
"No, I'm the only one in the room..."
The eldest brother was speechless, and then showed envious eyes:
"Tsk! I envy your physique that you can't gain weight even if you eat. Unlike me, I can gain weight even if I drink water. By the way...what can you do to help me just now?"
The woman whispered more and more:
"It's nothing...just a little something at home..."
"Is the faucet broken? Tell me, I've repaired it in the village before. It's very simple."
As he said that, the enthusiastic takeaway man was about to rush inside. The woman hurriedly blocked him and said:
"No, it's all trivial. I won't bother you with your work."
Looking out of the corner of his eye, Song Heqing's figure had already disappeared.
In despair, she persuaded her warm-hearted eldest brother to go away.
I closed the door, took out my phone, and sent a message:
[The first plan failed, should you seduce again? 】
Soon, the other person replied:
[Luring the target again. 】
The woman opened the pornographic software and placed several more takeout orders.
"Hopefully it will happen this time."
She returned to the living room with a helpless expression, and the table was covered with stacked takeaways.
Pickled fish, spicy crayfish, pizza, fried chicken...you name it.
The most superb techniques of luring enemies often require only the simplest methods.
This arrest mission is top secret. I originally planned to cooperate with the food delivery platform, but I was worried about leaks and did not take this step.
Instead, employees of the paranormal affairs department directly order takeaways to lure the enemy deeper.
Who would have known that the platform's distribution of takeaways is too random. I cast a wide net a few times and ordered a bunch of takeaways, but I didn't win once.
After finally hitting it for a while, the target person appeared, and now he's gone again.
We can only wait again.
Huangtian paid off, and half an hour later, that beautiful face appeared in front of him again.
"Hello, your pancake fruit."
The woman is up to her old tricks again:
"Brother, I..."
As a result, Song Heqing walked into the room with no expression on his face before he finished speaking:
"There's a problem in the room, right? Let me come in and take a look, right? I'm in, and what happens next?"
The woman was stunned. She had never seen such a conscious target.
She reacted, ran out of the house and closed the door.
In an instant, the walls around the house were covered with runes, scrolls were hanging from all directions, and various statues of gods surrounded Song Heqing.
"The evil obstacle will be captured without restraint."
An old voice came, and there seemed to be someone else talking next to him:
"Old Taoist priest, don't talk nonsense to a zombie, quickly activate the formation to destroy him!"
"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, let me influence him."
"Old bald donkey, he is a zombie, how do you change him? Could it be possible to use the blood of your little bald donkeys?"
These Taoist people were still arguing, but Song Heqing had already walked to the wall and carefully looked at the statues and charms.
Comment while watching:
"Well, that's good, but it's a pity that the moral god's beard is a bit poorly drawn."
After saying that, regardless of the divine power on the portrait, he raised his hand to pick it off and tear it up.
Everyone who was still noisy was confused.
What's going on?
A voice shouted:
“My ancestral portrait!!!”
Facing this miserable wailing, Song Heqing did not stop and continued to tear apart!
"My Zhenwu Emperor!"
"Tathagata Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva...sin, sin, sin."
Song Heqing sprinkled the torn paintings upwards, like a goddess scattering flowers.
shrug:
"Is everything okay? If nothing happens, I'll go deliver the food. I still have several orders."
When he opened the door, the woman outside was shivering, looking at him as if she was seeing a ghost.
He grinned:
"Go in, I might ask you to sweep the floor."
The woman didn't care about anything else and just nodded:
"good……"
Coming downstairs, Song Heqing was about to ride his bike when a sword came towards him.
When I came to this world, it was the first time that I felt such strong danger.
The feeling on this sword is very familiar.
Song Heqing turned around and saw that it was Han Zizhang.
The protagonist suffers, so that’s not surprising.
They, Mai's faction, have been guarding the original body for thousands of years, and they can be regarded as old enemies.
Song Heqing looked at him calmly:
"Boy, do you insist on getting involved in this matter?"
Han Zizhang looked upright:
"It is our duty to eliminate demons and protect the Tao."
Song Heqing didn't even have a chance to speak, and he rushed over.
The sword in his hand was swung, and every move was aimed at Song Heqing to kill him.
Song Heqing was originally very confident, but the more he fought, the more incredible he became.
Han Zizhang gave him a little... little luck-child shock.
This boy, who was less than twenty years old, relied on a sword to withstand dozens of moves from this thousand-year-old zombie.
Perhaps it was the original owner's resentment towards the Mai sect for thousands of years, but Song Heqing felt a little superior, as if he couldn't control himself.
Thinking about it, if the ancestor of the Mai sect hadn't made a mistake, how could the original owner have become Fu Zheng.
Probably from Tiandao's point of view, his karma is just an experience package for the protagonist.
"Ding!"
The sword was kicked away, and the red-eyed Song Heqing lost his mind and launched the strongest blow to the person in front of him.
"Boom."
The thunder struck him directly on the head.
Song Heqing had only one thought left:
"I failed this time."
