At night, Song Heqing rode an electric car and ran on the front line of food delivery.

Recently, it has not been peaceful, there are many fewer pedestrians on the road, and it is convenient for him to drive.

After all, he didn't want to perform the drama of people and cars disappearing.

drove all the way and finally arrived at the customer's community.

Climb up.

The fifth floor, this is it.

Ring the doorbell:

"Hello, takeaway."

The door opened, and it was a young woman.

looks very beautiful, Song Heqing's eyesight is very good, and it can be seen at a glance that she has no makeup, and her skin is still fair and delicate, without flaws.

Song Heqing raised her eyebrows slightly:

"Hello, your yellow stewed chicken."

The woman's reaction was a little slow, and she stood by the door, her outstretched hand still shaking.

Song Heqing stared with lowered eyes.

The woman laughed dryly:

"Huh...... It's a bit cold. ”

"Have a nice meal."

Song Heqing finished giving it and planned to leave directly, but the woman called out to him:

"That, little brother...... Can you please do me a favor? ”

Song Heqing:

"I have other takeaways to deliver, you can find someone else."

The woman still didn't give up, and softened her tone:

"But it's so late, where is there anyone else, besides, a girl...... How unsafe. You can do it, help me! ”

Song Heqing hadn't answered yet, and a minion appeared in the corridor.

After seeing Song Heqing, the takeaway brother was stunned for two seconds and said with a smile:

"Eh, brother, you can send this family too!"

Song Heqing nodded, pointed to the new eldest brother, and said to the woman:

"You let this big brother help you, I'll go first."

The eldest brother was a little puzzled, and said casually:

"What do you help?"

As he spoke, he handed over the takeaway in his hand:

"Ma'am, your spicy incense pot...... Hey? Why do you have a copy in your hand? ”

Song Heqing: "That's the yellow stewed chicken I sent." ”

The eldest brother understood this, and said to the woman very kindly:

"Oh, what about a late-night snack with friends?"

The woman glanced at Song Heqing weakly:

"No, I'm alone in the house......"

The eldest brother was dumbfounded, and then showed envious eyes:

"Tsk! I envy you for your physique that doesn't eat fat, unlike me, you grow meat when you drink water, right...... What did you just do to help? ”

The woman whispered more and more:

"Nothing...... It's just a little bit of a family ......."

"Is the faucet broken? Tell me, I've done it in the village before, it's very simple. ”

Saying that, the enthusiastic takeaway brother was about to rush inside, but the woman hurriedly blocked him and hurriedly said:

"No, it's all trivial. Don't bother you to work. ”

As soon as I saw it, Song Heqing's figure had already disappeared.

In the midst of the loss, she was so good at talking and persuading her warm-hearted eldest brother to leave.

Closed the door, took out his phone, and sent a message:

[The first plan failed, did you lure again?] 】

Soon, the other side replied:

[Lure the target again.] 】

The woman opened the yellow software and placed several takeout orders.

"Hopefully this time."

She returned to the living room with a helpless expression, and the table was full of stacked takeaways.

Sauerkraut fish, spicy crayfish, pizza, fried chicken......... The whole nine yards.

The most superb tricks of luring the enemy often require only the most modest methods.

This arrest mission is top secret. I originally planned to cooperate with the food delivery platform, but I was worried about leakage, so I didn't take this one.

Instead, the employees of the supernatural affairs department directly ordered takeout by themselves to lure the enemy in.

Who knows, the randomness of the platform's distribution of takeaways is too strong, and the first few times I cast a wide net and ordered a bunch of takeaways, but I was stunned and didn't hit once.

After a while, the target appeared, and now he is gone.

I have to wait a little longer.

The emperor lived up to his wishes, and half an hour later, that beautiful face appeared in front of him again.

"Hello, your pancake fruit."

The woman repeats the same trick again:

"Little brother, I'm ......"

As a result, before he finished speaking, Song Heqing was expressionless, raised his feet and entered the house:

"There's a problem in the room, right, let me come in and see, right, I'm in, and then what?"

The woman was dumbfounded, she had never seen such a conscious goal.

She reacted, ran out of the house, and closed the door.

In an instant, the walls around the house were covered with runes, scrolls hung down in all directions, and various idols surrounded Song Heqing.

"Evil obstacles, don't be caught yet."

An old voice came, and there seemed to be someone else talking next to it:

"Old Taoist, don't talk nonsense with a zombie, hurry up and urge the formation to destroy him!"

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, let's let the old man influence him."

"Old bald donkey, he's a zombie, how can you be influenced? Is it possible to use the blood of your little bald asses? ”

These Xuanmen people were still arguing, and Song Heqing had already walked to the wall and carefully examined these idols and charms.

While watching and commenting:

"Well, that's good, it's a pity that Daode Tianzun's beard is poorly drawn."

After speaking, regardless of the divine power on the portrait, he raised his hand to take it off and tore it.

The people who were still arguing and shouting were stunned.

What's going on?

A voice chanted:

"My Ancestral Portrait !!"

In the face of this tragic wail, Song Heqing did not stop and continued to tear!

"My True Martial Emperor!"

"If you come to the Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva...... Sins, sins, sins. ”

Song Heqing sprinkled the torn painting upward, like a goddess scattering flowers.

Shrug:

"It's okay, if it's okay, I'll go to deliver takeaways, and there are still a few orders."

When he opened the door, the woman outside the room was shivering, looking at him as if she was looking at a ghost.

He grinned:

"Let's go in, I might have to trouble you sweeping the floor."

The woman didn't care about anything else, just nodded vigorously:

"Good ......"

When he came downstairs, Song Heqing was about to ride a bicycle when a sword struck him.

It was the first time I had come to this world and felt such a strong danger.

The feeling on this sword is very familiar.

Song Heqing turned around and looked, it turned out to be Han Zizhang.

The protagonist suffers, that's not strange.

Their Mai faction, who has guarded the original body for thousands of years, can be regarded as an old enemy.

Song Heqing looked at him calmly:

"Boy, do you have to get involved in this?"

Han Zizhang has a righteous face:

"It is incumbent upon my generation to eliminate demons and defend the Dao."

didn't give Song Heqing a chance to open his mouth at all, and he pounced.

The sword in his hand was waved, and every move was rushed to let Song Heqing ambush him.

Song Heqing was originally very confident, but the more he fought, the more incredible he felt.

Han Zizhang gave him a point...... The little son of luck is shocked.

This boy, who is less than twenty, relies on a sword to carry his thousand-year-old zombie dozens of moves.

It may be that the original owner has been resentful of the Mai faction for thousands of years, and Song Heqing feels a little up, as if he can't control himself.

Come to think of it, if it wasn't for the carelessness of the ancestors of the Mai faction, how could the original owner become a zombie.

It is estimated that in the eyes of Tiandao, his cause and effect is just an experience package for the protagonist.

"Ding-bang!"

The sword was kicked away, and Song Heqing, who killed the red-eyed, lost his mind and delivered the strongest blow to the person in front of him.

"Boom."

The thunder struck him in the head.

Song Heqing had only one thought left:

"This time it's planted."