Chapter 601: The last 4 pieces of Lingshi
The date engraved on the metal plate is 2009, that is to say, the ‘Three World Courier’ has moved since the decade ago, and it has also moved to the “prosperous building” on the ground in the Jiangnan area.
Say that a good monk ‘delivery company’ is secret to ordinary people? It moved directly to the prosperous human area. Is it not very good to stay quietly underground?
Song Shuhang’s eyes suddenly became wet. He experienced the cruel ‘the earthworm’ and he ate so much soil and suffered so many crimes. Why?
Fish Jiaojiao is very embarrassed, she came here with her father when she was a child, but it was three or forty years ago.
She sneaked into the eyes of Song Shuhang - Song Shuhang, the whole person was hit hard and looked awkward.
"Cough." The fish cautiously coughed and asked: "Book Airlines, are we going to the prosperous building now?"
"Of course, go!" Song Shuhang took a strong breath. It’s so much to eat, and it’s hard to say that I have to give up the darts of the ‘Bamboo Pipe’ elders?
He won't give up!
The word "abandoning the word" does not belong to him.
His will, like steel, will not be easily defeated.
"Then we take a break and go back to the ground."
"Good!" Song Shudao.
- Going back to the ground, you have to go back with ‘Grounding.’
Book Air feels that in addition to ‘the fear of heights,’ it may add another 'terrorism' – as long as you think of the depths of the earth, you will have soft legs.
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One and a half hours later
In the south of the Yangtze River, there was an unintentional tree under the shade of the trees, and there was a figure more quietly. It was Song Shuhang who came back from the cellar.
In order to reduce the consumption of mantle, the fish is delicately back to the ground this time.
On the way back, once again passed through the underground dark river, Song Shuhang the whole person was soaked.
On his shoulders, the fish was tender and tired. She has been in an overdraft for nearly three hours. She is weak: "This park is a big road, we can take a taxi to the 'prosperous building'."
"Well, I am going to call a taxi." Song Shuhang touched his pocket, but fortunately he went out this time and brought some money.
"I have to take a break for a while, call me after I arrive at the destination." Fish Jiao Jiao said, and stretched his claws on Song Shuhang. The next moment, the water on the clothes of the book was turned into a white fog rising and disappearing.
"Working hard, Jiaojiao. You should rest well." Song Shuhang thanked him. Although he had suffered a lot of bitterness and earth because of Jiaojiao's 'Grounding Technique', Jiaojiao was helping him all the time. Be grateful.
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After more than ten minutes.
Song Shuhang paid the fare and got off the taxi.
In front of you, it is the bustling building of the Paradise Road.
Before entering the building, the book voyages silently: [hope that ‘Three World Courier’ will not move again. 】
Step into the bustling building, enter the elevator and arrive at the 30th floor.
After stepping out of the elevator, Song Shuhang looked at the end of the corridor, but he saw an empty floor, no decoration, no figure.
A bad premonition floated up.
"Can't move again?" Song Shuhang squinted.
Believe it or not, he cried to you!
Fish Jiao Jiao opened his eyes and looked at the empty floor. Then he smiled and said: "Hey, this is a simple blind eye spell. You can run it in a book, you can see it clearly." ”
Even if it is moved to the bustling urban area, it is a ‘delivery company’ that serves the monks. Under normal circumstances, it does not accept the express mail of ordinary people.
Therefore, a simple blind eye method is still needed - so that ordinary people do not accidentally break into it.
Song Shuhang heard the words, running infuriatingly, focusing on the empty floor.
This time, he saw the real appearance of the floor.
At the end of the corridor is a bronze gate with two statues of terracotta and horses standing at the door. It is a magic weapon for escorts.
It seems to be relatively deserted... After all, the number of monks is not much, plus here is a branch, naturally not like the ordinary courier company.
Song Shuhang walked along the corridor to the front of the bronze facade.
The two people on the side flashed their eyes in the blink of an eye, confirming the identity of the book 'Monk', and let him push the bronze door into the door.
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As soon as I entered the door, there was a crisp voice: "Hey, there are guests coming? It's rare. Today, two guests come to the door together."
Inside the bronze gate, there is a very classical style hall, in which a woman wearing a cheongsam looks at the book and laughs.
She is the head of this ‘Three World Courier’.
In front of her, there is a white-haired Taoist who is burying his head and writing a courier list.
This Taoist is powerful and should be in the stage of being promoted. The breath of one can't converge, and it is easy to exude...
The breath that he exudes is far more than the ordinary five-grade Golden Dan. It should be a monk who is about to hit the realm of Liu Pinzhen.
The scent of arbitrarily distributed, so that the book of the two small monks, feel a little pressure.
At this time, the white-haired Taoist who was filling out the courier list turned his head and looked at Song Shuhang with curiosity. The ordinary second-class monk, under the pressure of his inability to converge, has long been soft, and I did not expect this little guy to stay.
The white-haired Taoist smiled at Song Shuhang and then gave the finished express delivery note to the girl in the cheongsam and asked, "How many Lingshi needs?"
The cheongsam girl looked at the address and replied: "This distance is far away, a five-pronged stone."
"Okay, please help send it out as soon as possible. Because this item is more urgent." White hair is human.
"Please rest assured, we will send the courier as soon as possible, ‘Three World Courier’.” The cheongsam girl promised.
“Thank you.” The white-haired Taoist stood up and left the hall of the ‘Three World Express’.
On the way, the Taoist and the book that entered the hall passed by.
When passing by Song Shuhang, the white-haired people suddenly had a slight meal.
His nose sniffed and smelled a special taste - the taste of the demon scorpion scorpion!
There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the white-haired old man, but this silky flashed.
He smiled at Song Shuhang and left the hall.
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Song Shuhang came to the cheongsam girl.
"Hello, guest, which planet do you want to send to?" The cheongsam girl asked.
‘Three World Express’ is now committed to the transportation of goods in too much space. Objects within the Earth have rarely received them. Unless it is a very special shipment.
Of course, ‘Three World Express’ did not give up the business on the planet – they have many affiliates. Generally, the business within the scope of the earth, they are handed over to the following branches to deal with.
Their branch office not only handles the business of the monk, but also is responsible for the express delivery of some ordinary people.
Song Shuhang said: "I want to take a dart, a dart from 130 years ago."
The cheongsam woman paused and asked, "Darts one hundred and thirty years ago? Do you have any tokens?"
"Yeah." Song Shuhang took out the thick golden chain and handed it up.
After the cheongsam woman took the gold chain, she identified it for a moment and said, "Please wait a moment, because it is a long time, I need a little time to contact the headquarters to determine the dart."
Naturally, the darts will not be preserved in the branches of the Jiangnan area... All the items that were not delivered successfully in the past will be sent back to the headquarters of the ‘Three World Express’ and will be kept there.
"No problem." Song Shuhang replied.
The cheongsam woman reached out and cast a spell on the gold chain to pass the message of the 'golden chain' back to the headquarters.
The ‘Three World Express’ was very efficient, and about a minute later, information was sent back from the headquarters.
The cheongsam woman looked at the next letter and then smiled and asked: "I received a reply, is it a hundred and thirty years ago, is the thirty-three beast **** _ bamboo pipe elders' darts right?"
"Yes." Song Shuhang replied.
"When we were transporting darts to the 'Thirty-three Beasts of the Three Dynasties', the thirty-three beasts were destroyed. We could not find the traces of the elders of bamboo pipes. So, we brought the darts back. Always kept at our headquarters." The cheongsam girl explained.
Song Shuhang nodded lightly... The incomplete memory he saw from the gold chain was the picture of the destruction of the 'Thirty-three Beasts'. It was only this reason that the ‘Three World Escorts’ failed to send the darts to the hands of the elders of bamboo pipes.
The cheongsam girl said: "So, according to the agreement of our e-branch and the elders of bamboo pipes, as long as the guests come to our three-horse bureau with this 'golden chain', they can take his dart. But except this one' Outside the gold chain, according to the contract of the bamboo pipe elders of the year, you also need to show me the "Thirty-three beasts and gods are qigong" that you have cultivated."
And what about this requirement?
Fortunately, it is this practice that is practiced in Book Air.
"No problem." He reached out and ran the 'Thirty-three beast gods innate qigong', the infuriating condensed in his palm, and the sound of a whale in the faint voice screamed in the palm of the book.
"Determining that it is the thirty-three beast gods is a qigong undoubtedly, then the guests, can you please leave a delivery address, we will re-send the dart in two days, send it to your new address "The cheongsam girl kept smiling and handed in a courier list."
She did not ask the other. For the ‘Three World Express,’ the goods could be taken away as long as they met the conditions left by the guests.
The cheongsam girl added: "Another guest, the storage cost of 130 years, plus the original shipping cost, is a total of four products."
1 four-character stone?
Song Shuhang took out his last four-character stone from a one-inch shrink bag.
In this way, in addition to the body of the silver dragon, the already exhausted Lingshi, he is now penniless...
poor!