"Mr. Liu, can you help me get rid of the curse of the gods on me?"
"This curse is difficult to deal with? It's the true god who has consumed the product of his origin. How can that thing be so heroic at this time, but it is making things difficult for me, a little mortal?"
"What did I do? Well, I just fed a little bit of X to the incarnation of the god. He must be too stingy."
Even though she was a quasi-god who had experienced a hundred years, Liu Xiyan was still a little shocked when she heard what the "young man" in front of her said.
"You seem to have only been a professional for less than two years? And this curse has been around for a while."
"It's true that it was when I first debuted. I was around the second level at that time."
Well, Mr. Liu also realized that the nature of the person in front of him was probably chaotic law and random between chaotic evil.
The forest was slowly rustling, and more "Liu Xiyan" people came over, and they also became somewhat interested in this strange man.
"Do you want to expel this curse? Sometimes this curse should be very useful. I can give you the ability to control it. Just think of it as a favor to me."
The old man gave a quite tempting condition. After hearing this, Lu Pingan shook his head.
"Free is the most expensive thing. Sometimes a life is not enough for a favor, so you should just tell me the conditions."
It was clear that there was a quasi-god in front of him, but Lu Pingping was not polite.
Because on the one hand, he knows that for high-level professionals, the weight of "commitment" is too unbearable.
On the other hand, he also knew that the person in front of him would not care about his attitude towards them at all. If he really hesitated and couldn't think of words to express clearly, he would not only make the other person dislike him, but he might even look down upon him.
"Oh, it's exactly what that guy said. Interesting little guy, help me kill someone, or teach someone."
For the world of high-level professionals, favors and promises are also resources that need to be accurately calculated. The choice given by the other party made Lu Ping'an think about it.
"The one you want to kill is the rule-level one?"
"Level 6, a fugitive, not very difficult to deal with, but very good at running away." The old man's skeleton flashed black light, which seemed to have vague mood swings.
Branches fell from the sky, and a stack of information was handed over. The road turned over safely, and it turned out to be a fugitive who had fled to the outside world.
After browsing for a while, this guy died ten times.
"Okay, I remember it, but I can only promise to deal with it when I encounter it."
"Can."
The simple transaction is over. It is not a valuable "target" in the first place, and there is no time limit for killing it.
Lu Ping'an did not choose "teach someone" because he had already noticed that the karma of "master and apprentice" seemed to be even more unbearable. This guy who had probably been issued numerous death orders probably had a disciple-sun relationship with the existence in front of him. However,
Considering that this disciple killed his master, it is difficult to say whether he is still a fellow disciple.
"My family's misfortune makes you laugh."
"Haha, how dare I laugh, haha, haha, isn't this joke funny?"
Lu Pingan's casual joke made the scene solidify again.
Fortunately, at this time, Branch delivered what Lu Pingping needed.
It was a wooden mask, simple and crude, and even vaguely broken. There was a white skull-like pattern on the front, which was somewhat similar to Mr. Liu in front of him.
"It's familiar? But it's really not my self-portrait, and it's not funny, either?"
The scene became more and more solidified.
In fact, both of them have quite a sense of humor and like to joke around, but if they were separated by decades and eras of humor and then forcefully joke around, it would be a disaster.
It's probably equivalent to a game that intends to give you a little mental shock. The screenwriter and copywriter accidentally moved themselves, waiting for the players to be moved with tears in their eyes. Then the players discovered that this game is suspected of being Golf 2, and everything seems to be possible.
Although it is a bad joke that the options are more expensive than the others, it is probably quite similar to the current cold scene.
"It's a bit cold. It seems we should be more serious."
"Indeed, no one will answer my questions."
"Now let's call it joke after joke. If I come next time, I will bring the latest version of the joke collection and update it for you."
But don't say it, even if the scene is subtle, at least the attitude is up to the mark. Well, I can't make it up anymore. Even the shameless Lu Ping'an feels that there is no way to talk today.
Being able to have such a meeting with a quasi-god is actually considered a talent.
On the one hand, Lu Ping'an lacks respect for the quasi-god, and he just "looks levelly" with some basic respect. On the other hand, Lao Liu actually learned about Lu Ping'an from certain channels, and came here specifically to see if he was
I saw it, but I had no idea how to "communicate" next.
A normal visitor would have been extremely nervous/excited for a long time. The person in front of me who had nothing to do but dared to laugh at his own outdated jokes was indeed quite rare.
Before this, Mr. Liu was actually somewhat confident in his "humor" and "jokes".
However, although we get along quite happily, some things are unavoidable
"Actually, the old guy is looking for you because he still has something to say. I am here to pass the message on behalf of some quasi-gods."
Liu Lao looked at Lu Ping An, but his vision was as if he was traveling through Lu Ping An. He knew that this was not what he said to himself.
"The relationship between 'you' and 'her' was quite good at the beginning. It was so good that people suspected that you were not sisters but lovers. In fact, everyone in our circle regarded you as a couple. Well, you didn't even jump out of anger. It looks like
'Balance' really can't come out."
Lu Pingan covered his head and looked at the old guy with a depressed expression.
Forget it, why are you the one enjoying the "screaming and roaring" in your ears?
"Ha, this is a good joke, okay, okay, let me get down to business, old guys, don't rush me."
Now, Lu Ping'an understood that there must be other quasi-gods watching behind Mr. Liu.
Lu Ping'an also noticed that the "quasi-gods" probably did not only refer to the quasi-gods within Lin Nu's church. The number of quasi-gods within them was also quite limited.
"This mask also has a function. It can prevent Miss Lin from sensing you. Her thoughts have changed too much, and no one can be sure what she plans to do. Blocking her vision is a good thing for you."
Lu Ping'an touched the mask and confirmed its magical "rules" that even the Life Bank cannot analyze. Naturally, they are all outrageous things.
"We will not interfere with your senior sisters' affairs, but the time now is very limited. Don't drag everyone into your sisters' quarrel. If you are really resurrected one day, whether it is a road dispute or a personal grudge, please go alone.
Let’s settle the score with Him and don’t involve other people.”
The words stopped abruptly at this point.
The old skeleton man disappeared in front of Lu Ping'an, as if he had never existed from the beginning.
"In return, if your heir goes his own way, we old guys will not kill him in advance."
The pontoon bridge appeared again, and the forest path led to the outer area, and the heart of seeing off guests was unabashed.
What's even more strange is that as the "warned person", the big cat fell silent.
"Oh, how can I find her in my current state?"
Well, if I have the ability, I will definitely go to her to settle the score.
Lu Ping'an heard it. Even at this moment, Big Cat has not given up.