Deliveryman of the Heaven

The human and bird chased each other through the forest. After chasing for half an hour, the Colorful Peacock finally gave up on running, and landed on a mountain. It shook its feathers and transformed into a sloppy Daoist.    

Weiqing landed on the ground, and said smilingly: "Now, it's time for you to fulfill your promise!"    

I can't help you, now that you know I'm playing tricks on you!" The slovenly Daoist Priest waved his sleeves and his body emitted a stench of sweat. It was obvious that he had not bathed for a few days. He took out a package from his bosom. It was actually a piece of roasted lamb leg meat and began to bite it.    

"If you don't have any skill, can you guess the number of the six lottery?" Weiqing asked.    

"The same way, the same way!"    

"Brat, your brain isn't stupid, why would you believe this kind of trick? Find someone to get him to brag about himself going down the mountain, and tell him that if he asks for help on this mountain, he will give him a million dollars, and after that, make some ghost talk. Let these people come here and watch the show, wouldn't the following matter be a piece of cake? "    

Of course, I still need to have some skill to be a Divine Staff member, I'm just a bit proficient in the basics of his mind, so why do I need to let you guys leave the offerings at the entrance, and I'll give you a reply the next morning? Because I need time to think about what you guys are thinking, and what exactly do you want to ask, and if you know, then I'll just come out and deliberately mystify you, and if I don't know, then I'll feign death, and if I don't, then I'll just play it!    

"As for the number of the lottery draw, it was really lucky. I was just randomly spouting nonsense!"    

"F * ck, this person's heart isn't the same as it was in the past, do people think that they can get rich overnight?" Since then, I've ignored all the questions I've been asked about getting rich overnight. Even on the second day after the opening, there was someone carrying a million cash up the mountain, saying that they would give him a special account! You said it's easy for me to be alone in this remote place, but it's not easy for me to fill my stomach. Now, basically, there are people coming up the mountain every day to deliver all kinds of good things for me to try out. You won't expose me, right? At most, I will just cheat food and drink, I am much better than those people who do evil things! "    

"As for you, I have misjudged you!"    

Weiqing laughed and asked: "Did you see wrongly?"    

"Don't pretend to be serious in front of me. Say, what were you thinking about last night, that you actually wanted to have sex with a woman. I thought you were a soft persimmon, so I pinched you. "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything at all!"    

The Sloppy Daoist snorted and said, "If you want to kill me, kill me!"    

From this slovenly Daoist Priest's deceptive skills, it was clear that he was an old martial artist who had been in the mortal world for many years. His deceptive tricks did not seem like he was amassing money, but rather a prank. After all, he was a powerful monk and was not lacking in money. He could only say that he was lazy and thought of a way to get others to send him food and drinks.    

"Give me a condition!" Weiqing asked.    

The slovenly Daoist said with a crying face, "Don't force me, I really don't know." "I advise you not to be so curious. The world is so big, there are so many interesting and delicious things to eat, why must you mess with unclean things? Young man, let me give you a sentence. It's difficult to get lost, but you can live for a long time!"    

Weiqing laughed: "May I ask where is your age?"    

"This year, I am exactly a hundred years old. I plan to live another hundred years before I die. Sigh, but suicide is also a very difficult thing for me. Actually, all of this is just a misunderstanding. Originally, 30 years ago, I was looking for death because I felt that my life was too boring, so I invited the Heavenly Tribulation. But the thing that is most important to me is that the Heavenly Tribulation was unable to kill me.    

Did this count as hanging one's life on a planet with a long lifespan?    

Weiqing did not speak, but sat quietly.    

"You're still not leaving!" The Sloppy Daoist asked.    

Weiqing continued to speak: "If you don't give me the answer, I won't leave. I have a lot of time anyway, at most, I'll accompany you to Qi Mountain for a year or two. The Sloppy Daoist did not know whether he was truly confused or just faking it, but his nonsense made Weiqing even more determined. He definitely knew what was going on with the Shi Family Mansion and devil wall, otherwise the Mr Legendary would not have brought him here overnight.    

"If you won't leave, then I'll leave!" The slovenly Daoist priest said in a huff, patting his ass. Just as he was about to leave, Weiqing also stood up and smiled: "Senior, stop messing around, it's better to tell me earlier. I'm not a good person at all, it's just that my patience is very good.    

"Young man, you need to think this through!"    

"I saw you at such a young age with such a high level of cultivation and good fortune, so I was unwilling to see you throw your life away." It might even be related to the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the Ancient Era. Haha, if you really find something, you will bring about a lot of trouble! "    

Weiqing said softly.    

The Sloppy Daoist asked in surprise, "Huh?" "What do you mean, you're really going to get mixed up in this!"    

Weiqing said softly once again.    

If this matter was so simple, the Underworld side would not painstakingly arrange this matter for Weiqing. Whether it was that roulette or the so-called file number, no matter what choice Weiqing made, the matter would probably fall into Weiqing's hands. This was something that the Underworld side had long prepared beforehand.    

At the moment, Weiqing still did not know what the Underworld's intentions were.    

"Never mind, sit down!"    

"In any case, this matter has already been held in my heart for 30 years. If I keep holding it in, I'll suffocate to death!"    

The slovenly Daoist Priest's name was Zhen Mo. He was actually in the same sect as Jia Zhengjing, who Weiqing had known before! No matter if it was in terms of their dressing or their ways of doing things, the two of them really did resemble each other. However, the way they treated themselves was very different.    

One loved to show his face, while the other loved to live like a crane in the wild. Therefore, Jia Zhengjing became the Great Clan Elder of the Jiang-Nan Alliance step by step. He held a high position in the Five Great Guilds, and was considered one of the law enforcers of the mortal world.    

Wherever there was danger, they would go!    

He had gone to Ruins of the Holy City before, returned alive, went to Bu Zhou Mountain Profound Realm, and walked out alive. He had also went to Flame Mountain of the Western Regions, and even went for a stroll there.    

Finally, he thought of a suicidal plan, and that was to cross this tribulation!    

Didn't they say that Tribulation Stage tribulation is a perilous ordeal, and that once the tribulation fails, the soul would scatter? He should be able to die cleanly this time around, right? In the end, Zhen Muda despairingly discovered that even Heavenly Tribulation could not kill him because his body was too tough. He decided to just give up on his own body and possess that bald crow.    

In the end, not only did Zhen Mo not die, but he even cultivated a sacred art similar to the Seventy-Two Transformations, and gained the ability to create illusions!