I'm not a drama god

Of course Jian Changsheng wanted to complete the mission well, but he didn't know what happened. The defense in the world of mortals was suddenly so tight. As soon as he got off the car, he was labeled as a wanted criminal, and then he was hunted down all the way...

In such a catastrophic start, it would be a problem for him to survive. Where would he find the free time to establish a firm foothold and find a stronghold?

Chen Ling's expression suddenly became a little subtle...

If he guessed correctly, Jian Changsheng's miserable situation had nothing to do with him.

Chen Ling's thoughts changed and she slowly said: "I can help you with the task of the stronghold."

"real?!"

Jian Changsheng raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of surprise.

He immediately stepped forward, patted Chen Ling on the shoulder, and said with a warm smile: "Six of Hearts, good brother! I knew you wouldn't die without saving me!"

Chen Ling glanced at him and continued unhurriedly: "However, this is not for nothing... you have to help me with something."

Jian Changsheng's smile suddenly stiffened, "...what's the matter?"

"There is a red sandalwood Buddha of Peace in the warehouse on the second floor of Hongchen Hotel. You can help me smuggle it out before eight o'clock and put it in..." Chen Ling told the two of them an address.

"Just transporting something?" Jian Changsheng thought for a while, "That's easy to handle."

Compared with the "ethereal" task of establishing a foothold and finding a stronghold, a clear task made Jian Changsheng feel much simpler. At least he knew what he should do, and he agreed without much thought.

"By the way, what is the second task?"

"Looking for a painting."

"Painting?" A look of surprise appeared on Chen Ling's face.

"Yes, you told me that you wanted to find a copy of a portrait painting, but I don't know whose hands it is or where it is. I only know that it is in the main city of Hongchen..." Jian Changsheng's tone was very resentful, as if he had already died. I have complained about this task countless times in my mind, "You ask me to find a painting in such a big city? What is the difference between that and finding a needle in a haystack??"

"Copying portraits..." Chen Ling frowned unconsciously, "Is that all you said? Is there any more specific direction?"

"No more...but the mission said that on the back of the painting, there is a mark of the 8 of clubs."

8 of clubs?

Chen Ling was stunned, and suddenly thought of the young man she had seen in the Aurora Realm... Wasn't that guy the 8 of Plum Blossoms? Is this painting something he left behind? So where did they go?

Chen Ling didn't know what happened to Plum Blossom 8, and he was helpless with this task... After all, he didn't have time to search the whole city just to find a portrait.

"By the way, can you discuss with your senior brother...to unblock us first?"

The 9 of Hearts finally spoke. He pointed to his nose stained with white ash, his eyes full of helplessness, "This thing is here, it affects the performance too much."

"Leave this to me."

It was getting late, so Jian Changsheng and Hong Xin 9 immediately got up and headed to the Hongchen Hotel. Chen Ling sat alone in the room, looking around the Western Zhou Dynasty, and then walked to the open window.

A faint blue light fainted from his pupils, and Chen Ling's eyes instantly locked on the edge of the window. The pair of tiny footprints stretched along the wall to the road not far away.

"Is it there..."

Chen Ling took off her golden mask and rolled out of the window in a flash.

……

early morning.

The streets of the main city of Hongchen are crowded with people. Ordinary people who are busy going to work hold briefcases under their arms and pace in a hurry; figures riding bicycles pass by on the road one after another, ringing the silver bells on the handles. Makes a crisp sound.

"Sell newspapers! The special envoy of the Gold Club and the chairman of the Beidou Consortium have become friends! Let's work together to promote the economic prosperity and development of the main city!"

"The chairman of the Huadu Consortium and the special envoy became friends! The Rose Girl Group gave a hot performance and set the dinner ablaze!"

"Actress Lu Aizhen was exposed to have cheated on her husband! The person was actually her best friend's husband?!"

"..."

The sound of shouts echoed in the bustling streets. Many figures stopped to buy newspapers and put them together with their briefcases. At the same time, they were discussing something with each other eagerly, their eyes shining.

At the same time, in front of a breakfast shop on the street, a short figure was standing on tiptoes, looking longingly at a cage of steaming meat buns, and swallowing crazily.

"Kid, would you like a steamed bun?" Seeing this, the shop owner in a white apron asked proactively.

"Yeah!"

"Two pieces for the big one, one piece for the small one...Children, which one do you want to eat?"

"Hey!!" The clown pointed at the largest cage.

"Okay, two pieces each." The boss skillfully put a meat package into the bag, and stretched out his other hand in front of the clown, as if waiting for something.

The clown blinked in confusion for a long time, then silently placed his little hand on the shop owner's palm.

"Yeah?"

"..." The shop owner's expression suddenly looked a little strange, "Child, you are not out of money, are you? You can't eat without money... Let's ask your adults to come."

The clown watched helplessly as the shop owner put the meat buns back, his eyes shuddering. He kept swallowing, gesticulating with his hands and babbling to the boss, but the boss waved his hands impatiently and started to look around. Western Zhou Dynasty:

"Whose child is this? Where are the parents? Don't delay our business..."

Seeing that the boss was unwilling to give him buns, the clown's face was full of disappointment. He walked to the roadside dejectedly, squatted down and huddled up, looking longingly at the auction building in the distance. Think about something.

Gollum—

A thunderous sound sounded from his stomach, causing passers-by to turn around in confusion... He had not eaten for several days.

"Hello, a meat bun." A plain-looking figure walked to the breakfast shop and took out two copper coins and placed them on the table.

"Okay, wait a minute!"

The shop owner quickly packaged a piece of meat and handed it to the man's hand. The meat-scented bun and the steaming heat made the thunder in the Harlequin's stomach even louder. He couldn't help but swallow and simply turned his head. Turn to the side and stop yourself from looking too much.

At this moment, a hand handed the meat bun in front of him.

The Harlequin smelled the fragrance close at hand, and opened his eyes doubtfully. After seeing the strange young man in front of him, the doubts on his face became even stronger... He stared at that face for a long time, as if he had discovered something. The man suddenly stood up from the ground!

"Uh...huh?!" He shouted in a panic, turned around and wanted to run away.

The young man seemed to be prepared. He grabbed his back collar with one hand, lifted his head and slid it in front of him.

"I said... why are you running away?" Chen Ling, who had changed her face, said helplessly, but the clown didn't dare to look at him at all. He just lowered his head and remained silent.

Seeing this, Chen Ling stuffed the meat buns in her hands into Harlequin's arms. The latter was slightly startled. The rich aroma of the meat whetted his appetite, and the sound in his stomach became louder and louder.

He cautiously looked up at Chen Ling.

"You have been secretly out with me for so long. You must be starving, right?"

Chen Ling looked at his pitiful look and sighed, "Eat it... I bought it especially for you."