The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 152: The Sword Master personally delivers the takeaway and arrives on time!

The Sword Master asked, "What takeout?"

Song Mang told him the approximate location of the dungeon, and then said, "You come here and wait first. A weird delivery man will come to deliver food later. If he can't get in, you can help deliver it."

"Ok."

The Sword Master readily agreed.

He had stayed in the blood pool for several days, and his cultivation had recovered by more than half. He also wanted to go out and test his strength.

The Sword Master thought for a moment and said, "Boss, do you need me to buy you anything else?"

"no need."

Song Mang asked him, "How is your strength recovering? Do you have any problem dealing with the Ghost King?"

"That must be no problem."

The Sword Master rubbed his fists and said, "It's been so many days, and I can't even beat the Ghost King. I don't deserve the salary you give me. Do you want me to help fight?"

When he talked about the latter part, he was a little excited.

But Song Mang said, "There's no need to fight, just deliver a takeaway. Am I the kind of person who likes fighting? It would be so bad if I accidentally hurt someone."

"That's what the boss said!"

Song Mang hung up the phone, and the Sword Master left the opera house and came to the place Song Mang said.
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Inside the Yellowbird Hotel.

Zhao Yuang and the mantises around him heard Song Mang's phone call and learned that she had asked other people to deliver the takeaway.

Someone came up to Zhao Yuang and asked, "Mr. Zhao, she knew the delivery man couldn't come in, so she found a swordsman to help deliver the food. Who is this swordsman?"

"Juggernaut?"

When Zhao Yuang heard this title, he frowned and said, "The only one in the Chinese Xuan Sect who can be called a sword saint is the head of the Xuanyuan family, a hidden Xuan Sect.

The Xuanyuan family practices swordsmanship, and all members of the family are sword practitioners. The current head of the Xuanyuan family is over 400 years old, older than the head of the Tianshi Mansion, Xiao, and is also known as the number one swordsman in China.

Among the old Jindan monsters in the Huaxia Xuanmen, the Xuanyuan family master's cultivation is still the most powerful. It is said that he has reached the late Jindan stage and is about to be promoted to Yuanying. Some people respectfully call him the Sword Saint. "

"I think I've heard of it!"

Another person came over and said excitedly, "The ability of China's number one swordsman is not to be underestimated.

Before the end of the world, more than 20 high-level Yin-Yang masters came from Japan and secretly destroyed the dragon veins of China. As a result, they were severely injured by a sword from the head of the Xuanyuan family.

More than ten people died among the twenty or so people, and the others ran back in shame!

There are many cultivators in the world who use swords as weapons, but the only one who can be called a sword saint is the head of the Xuanyuan family! "

There was reverence in his eyes.

"You mean, Song Mang asked the head of the Xuanyuan family to deliver food to her? How is that possible?
Even the director of the Ghost Bureau of Jiangshi Town may not be qualified to meet the head of the Xuanyuan family, let alone ask the head of the Xuanyuan family to deliver takeout to someone!

Song Mang doesn’t know how to practice yet, and she doesn’t have any spiritual power at all. She probably doesn’t even have the chance to contact the head of the Xuanyuan family! "

"Of course that's impossible!"

Zhao Yuang glanced at the man and said, "The sword saint that Song Mang mentioned is definitely not the head of the Xuanyuan family.

Besides, even if the Xuanyuan family head himself came, he couldn’t just barge in.”

Although the head of the Xuanyuan family has a high level of cultivation and his swordsmanship is superb, he is only considered very powerful compared to human practitioners.

Even a cultivator of the ability of the head of the Xuanyuan family is still like an ant in front of the gods, and cannot interfere with the rules created by the gods.

Unless the statue invites him in.

Zhao Yuang thought for a moment and said, "The sword saint that Song Mang mentioned should be a sword cultivator friend she knows. To ordinary people like her, a sword cultivator who can fly with a sword is as powerful as a god.

But even the head of the Xuanyuan family didn't force his way into this six-star instance, let alone other sword cultivators." After he finished speaking, he looked at the cicadas outside the door and said, "Don't wait there, you will definitely not be able to eat, Song Mang will cancel the order later.

If you really want to eat something good, I can use the ghost money to buy it on the third floor, and then treat you to a meal. But the prerequisite is that you all have to vote for me. "

Song Mang glanced at him and said, "You haven't even been to the third floor, how do you know that you can use ghost money to buy food there?"

Zhao Yuang didn't answer, as if he didn't hear what Song Mang said, but lowered his head to look at the photos in his phone.

His phone had no signal in the copy, but he could view previously saved photos.

Those were several photos sent to him by one of his ancestor's subordinates. The setting of the photos were all in the Yellow Bird Hotel.

One of the photos also took a picture of the restaurant on the third floor, where there was a large turntable with a lot of food written on it, but one had to pay ghost money to draw.

If you are lucky, you will get a big meal, and if you are unlucky, you will get a lollipop.

Zhao Yuang took a look at the words written on the big turntable, which said that one could draw once by using one hundred ghost coins.

He still has a lot of paper money in his card, so if he draws 10,000 times, it won't be a problem to treat these people to a good meal.

Zhao Yuang looked at Sister Hong and asked, "Sister Hong, is there a big turntable on the third floor where you draw food? Whatever you draw, you get that food?"

"Yes."

Sister Hong nodded.

Zhao Yuang looked at the cicadas outside and said, "You all heard it, right? You only need to pay some money to win a lot of delicious food on the third floor. Vote for me first, and I will go and draw food for you right away!"

After Zhao Yuang finished speaking, he held up his phone and let the people outside take a look at the big turntable in the photo.

"This photo was taken of the restaurant on the third floor. The large turntable is filled with human food and purified water."

When Zhao Yuang showed the photos of the restaurant, Sister Hong looked at him strangely, a little surprised why he had photos of the restaurant on the third floor.

but.

There's something wrong with that photo of him.

Sister Hong couldn't help but say, "Guest, where did you get this photo? This photo is not accurate."

Zhao Yuang said unconvincedly, "Why is it inaccurate? Don't underestimate me. I am a descendant of the Zhao royal family. I have many ghost veins in the underworld."

"..."

Sister Hong's mouth twitched and she said, "Anyway, the picture in your photo is a little different from what I saw. But if you don't believe it, forget it."

"How is that possible? The weird person who took this photo couldn't be playing a trick on me. Are you trying to play a trick on me?"

Zhao Yuang looked at her suspiciously.

Sister Hong didn't say much, just turned around and left. Instead, Song Mang came over to take a look.

Song Mang said playfully, "Mr. Zhao, your ghost veins in the underworld are quite strong. Do you have any other photos? Let me see them too."

Zhao Yuang didn't expect Song Mang to be so shameless. They are competitors now, and he dares to come up and look at his photos?
He said impatiently, "Get lost, who wants to show you these? These are my cheat codes!

So what if you have a ghost general and a ghost card? They are useless in this dungeon. They are not as useful as my cheats for clearing the level!"

Song Mang smiled and said, "I won't watch it for nothing. When the takeaway arrives later, I'll share some with you."

"Stop bragging! It's been over two hours and your takeaway hasn't arrived yet. It definitely can't be delivered!"

Sudden.

A deep and majestic voice sounded not far away, "Boss, the takeaway has arrived! I also brought you some other supplies!"

(End of this chapter)