Slaying Gods, the agent of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, starting with the Undying Scripture

"Hey, where are you going?"

Lin Qiye picked up the black box from the ground, but saw Zhao Wentian preparing to fly away, so he quickly grabbed his hand.

"Over there!" Zhao Wentian pointed to the burning hotel. "The instructors are still fighting, all from Sichuan..."

"The instructor can handle it. Aren't you hungry?"

"No, I need to go fight monsters and level up!!"

"Come on, take me flying!"

“…” Zhao Wentian sighed, “Nyx, didn’t I tell you to fly?”

Lin Qiye smiled and said, "Alright, alright, I have something to discuss with you after dinner."

...

"Zhao Wentian, could you please be a little gentler next time?"

When we got to Cao Yuan and Baili Pangpang's side, Lin Qiye rubbed his neck, and I looked at Zhao Wentian and said unhappily.

"Tsk, you're the one who wanted to fly."

Cao Yuan chuckled and said, "Brother Tian, ​​will you hug me next time?"

Baili Pangpang said in a deliberately coquettish tone, "I want to too~"

"Oh shit!!"

Zhao Wentian folded his wings. "You heretics!!"

.......

"A bowl of beef rice noodles."

"A bowl of beef noodles."

"A bowl of braised beef noodles."

"I don't eat beef."

“…”

The four of them arrived at a noodle shop.

This place is remote. Zhao Wentian and Zhao Kongcheng used to come here often to eat noodles.

It was already past midnight.

Moreover, it should be considered New Year's Eve.

There were only four of them in the entire noodle shop.

He sat down right at the doorway.

"Uncle Zhao!!"

The boss was a middle-aged man the same age as Zhao Kongcheng.

When he shouted that,

Cao Yuan and Baili Pangpang were completely stunned.

"I haven't seen Lao Zhao in a long time. Did he go on a business trip?"

"died!"

"died?"

The noodle shop owner, looking dejected, handed him a cigarette.

And he sighed deeply.

Lin Qiye lowered his head and remained silent.

"He is gone, but he lives on in our hearts."

Zhao Wentian took a deep drag of his cigarette.

The smoke and steaming water vapor collided.

They could no longer tell who was who.

Soon after, the noodles were served.

"Boss, how much is the total?"

Lin Qiye took out his wallet.

"no need."

The boss said with a smile, "Old Zhao saved me before, so his friend is my friend. Please enjoy your meal."

Lin Qiye's hand froze in mid-air.

"Damn it, I knew I shouldn't have brought you guys. It feels like tonight is going to be a prank by Lin Qiye."

Zhao Wentian slurped up a mouthful of noodles and waved his hand, "It's alright, Qiye. If Old Zhao were alive, he would be very happy to see how powerful you are now."

"Alright, Fatty, you're worth eight hundred million, why didn't you tell me?"

Seeing that Lin Qiye seemed to be thinking about something, Zhao Wentian quickly started a conversation.

This topic worked quite well; Lin Qiye cleared his throat.

"It's a good thing you jumped off the building to escape, otherwise you would have been in big trouble if you had run into those people from Chuanjing."

"He lives too ostentatiously."

Cao Yuan interjected, "We should stay in a small hotel, the kind that doesn't require ID registration."

Baili Pangpang muttered, "I... I'm used to it."

“…”

Just as the four were talking,

Four more figures appeared.

It was Shen Qingzhu and his gang of followers who came to the noodle shop for dinner again.

They were stunned when they reached the door.

"you?"

Zhao Wentian moved over and said, "Sit down!"

Looking at their faces, Shen Qingzhu couldn't help but swallow hard.

He glanced back at his underlings, who all lowered their heads in unison.

He looked up at the price list, his eyes filled with conflict.

"Xiao Zhu, bring four bowls of beef noodles, with extra meat!"

Zhao Wentian shouted.

He had long since noticed Shen Qingzhu's financial difficulties.

This guy is quite loyal.

He's always followed by a bunch of lackeys.

But to be fair, not everyone is as greedy for money as I am...

Shen Qingzhu said proudly, "No need, let's have clear soup noodles."

The three underlings lowered their heads and remained silent.

"Idiot, the beef here is only two yuan a bowl, eat as much as you want, the owner is about to close."

This is the cheapest noodle shop I could find, let's eat!

Zhao Wentian slurped his noodles loudly with his head down, and spoke very loudly as well.

The reason for doing this was to dispel Shen Qingzhu's concerns.

Like me, he came from a rural background and valued dignity above all else!

Shen Qingzhu seemed to have thought of something and said to Zhao Wentian, "Brother Tian, ​​how come you're not dead?"

Zhao Wentian sneered, "You're the one who's dead!"

"No, no, no, what I mean is... how come you weren't killed by the missile you were carrying?"

"Sigh!" Zhao Wentian sighed. "You want to say thank you to me, right?"

Shen Qingzhu grunted and said, "If it weren't for you, we might all be crippled."

"You're wrong, it was Qi Ye who saved you." Zhao Wentian waved his hand.

"Brother Zhai, when did you become so polite?" Baili Pangpang asked, puzzled.

"You fatso, I've always been clear about right and wrong, am I being polite?"

Shen Qingzhu glared at Baili Pangpang, "This holiday is not simple. If you encounter any difficulties, tell me."

For our comradeship, I'll definitely help you!

Zhao Wentian glanced at Lin Qiye.

call out--

【My nephew is Zhao Kongcheng】: Stupid, let Shen Qingzhu and Cao Ze be Fatty's bodyguards, look how poor they are.

【Cangnan's Blind Man】:(-^〇^-) So clever!

"Something really is going on."

Lin Qiye cleared his throat. "You and Cao Yuan can be Fatty's bodyguards during your few days off..."

As soon as this word comes out,

Everyone was stunned.

"he?"

Shen Qingzhu frowned as she looked at Baili Pangpang.

"In exchange, he'll pay you a thousand a day, how about that?"

When Lin Qiye said those words,

Shen Qingzhu was slightly taken aback. He looked at Lin Qiye, not knowing what to say...

After a long pause, he slowly spoke.

"Can!!"

Then he pointed to the three behind him, "But not including them."

Zhao Wentian recognized Shen Qingzhu.

Knowing there were risks involved, he took the blame himself to avoid dragging his brother into danger.

So he put down his chopsticks and said directly, "Fatty, Chi Jing's bodyguard, at least five thousand outside."

"And this is risky, three thousand a day, no bargaining."

Lin Qiye's lips curled into a smile. This kind of haggling...

I was too ashamed to speak.

Sometimes it's nice to have a shameless guy around.

Besides, Fatty is not short of money.

"make a deal!"

.....

In the dim light of the night, the group left the noodle shop first.

Zhao Wentian took out 1,000 yuan in cash from his pocket.

He secretly slipped it into Old Zhu's money bag.

He casually picked up a bag of peanuts and said with a smile,

"Old Zhu, I'm leaving!"

"Uncle Zhao, won't you have a drink with me?"

"Next time, Old Zhao will come back and have a drink with you! Bye!"

Zhao Wentian disappeared into the dim night.

This is the old town area...

The lighting was always dimmer than in other places.

Old Zhu glanced at the money bag, frowned, opened it, and muttered to himself.

"These two, uncle and nephew, are truly kind-hearted people..."