I cried after fighting with the villain [Quick Transmigration]

Li Yu stared at the light screen and pondered for a moment, but couldn't quite understand it.

"What does the secret of the red moon mean?" he asked, "So the task content can actually be narrowed down to a certain range?"

Instead of blindly only having a mission title like "Secrets of the World" which is too general.

1551, "The tasks are all issued by the above, and I am only responsible for passing them on to you."

The system is basically a novice who doesn't know what to ask. Li Yu gave up and continued to struggle with this problem, and continued to eat meat.

The three of them ate and drank harmoniously. At about one o'clock, they each wiped their mouths, got up and left.

Tang and Song drove the temple master back to Beishan, and then returned to the urban area. It was past three o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still an hour left before the red moon opened.

It was neither too early nor too late, and the two of them suddenly had nowhere to go.

Li Yu fumbled in his trouser pocket, took out the business card of the wax shop, and handed it to Tang Song, "If you go here, can you come back before the nightclub opens?"

Tang Song took the business card, the address on it was not biased, it was considered an old town, "What are you doing here?"

Li Yu told about his plan to burn paper figurines for jealous ghosts, Tang Song was dumbfounded, "Is that okay?"

"It should work...well, I can only try it." Now that it has been determined that Sheng Yiming is the target of the mission, the sooner the spiritual peach blossom beside him can be sent away, the better, lest he go crazy and hurt the target.

As soon as Tang Song mentioned the thing lurking in the dark, he panicked and subconsciously went to find the triangular yellow talisman hidden in his shirt pocket.

He put the fist holding the yellow talisman on his chest, as if he was willing to stab his brother, "Okay, I will accompany you through this journey."

Cars come and go on the main road, and the sidewalks on both sides are also crowded with people. The hustle and bustle gives people a lively sense of security.

Li Yu looked at the sunlight outside the window, but couldn't feel the warmth at all.

He touched the back of his neck, always feeling that there was a line of sight wrapped around the back of his head, but when he turned his head, the back seat was empty again, with nothing there.

Rubbing the center of his brows tiredly, Li Yu said, "Tang Song, I would like to take an hour off in the afternoon and take a nap in the lounge."

Tang Song said no problem, he turned the steering wheel half a turn, and drove the car into an alley.

The alley is neither big nor small, with a one-way street, just enough for a car to pass by.

Looking at the small green bags under the eyes, he said, "I will change the office when I go to work later. When you were away, I have already asked the temple master, and he suggested that I move to the guest room department on the top floor, the southernmost That room. The sun can shine in that room in the morning and evening, and the air is convected after the windows are opened, so it is not easy to hide dirt."

Li Yu, "..."

This rhetoric has been learned one by one, which is amazing.

Li Yu had no objection to this, and only said, "Leave two single beds, and when I can't survive the night, I will go up and lie down for a while."

Tang Song said yes, "Set up a small bar with two bottles of wine, and we two brothers can have a few drinks if it's okay."

Li Yu's thoughts were still on the topic of the single bed.

He frowned slightly, nodded and then shook his head, "No."

"What's wrong?" Tang Song just stopped the car.

Li Yu looked at him and analyzed seriously, "It is definitely impossible for the two of us to stay in the office at the same time every time. Have you ever thought that when you are lying on the bed alone, will the other bed be the same?" Lying alone..."

Tang Song imagined the scene, his scalp was numb, he quickly opened the car door and rushed down, eager to be baptized by the blazing sun.

Li Yu didn't get any better, he was so frightened by himself that he quickly rolled out of the car.

The two stood in the sun, you stared at me, and I stared at you.

Tang Song couldn't bear it first, "What should I do then?"

Li Yu thought for a while, and suggested, "Why don't you get a tent and a sleeping bag? The space is small, and it feels more secure."

Tang Song made a final decision, "I'll call the outdoor goods store later."

After solving the most difficult problem in the new office, the two began to formally look around.

This is a very old community, the community is quiet and desolate, and there are sorrowful sorrows and joys floating from a certain building behind.

Li Yu pursed his lips and pushed Tang Song into the corridor.

According to the address on the business card, the scented wax shop they were looking for was the resident with the odd number on the fourth floor.

The residential building is backlit, and because it is an old community, it is not often cleaned. The stairs are sloppy, and cockroaches sometimes crawl past. When you look up, you can still see dense spider webs.

Li Yu, "...1551, how old is this neighborhood?"

1551, "It has been 44 years, and the building structure is somewhat aging. It is estimated that the government will plan this area as a reconstruction area in the near future."

Ahead, Tang Song screamed suddenly, jumped up, struggled and waved his arms in mid-air, and fell backward uncontrollably.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Li Yu grasped the handrail with one hand to stabilize himself, spread five fingers with the other hand, and pushed hard towards Tang Song's back.

Tang Song hurriedly grabbed the handrail, and immediately after standing still, he ran down and hid behind Fa Xiao.

The corner of Li Yu's mouth twitched, "What's wrong?"

Tang Song pointed to a corner ahead with trembling fingers, "There are mice!"

"..." Li Yu didn't know what to say, a big man was afraid of mice.

He took out a pack of napkins from his pocket, pulled out two and held them in his hand, and walked to the corner landing of the stairs in front of him in two steps.

Tang Song stretched his neck to peek, and saw the young man raised his foot and stepped on a certain place, then bent down, and lifted something through the thick napkin.

The dusty mass was raised by its tail, struggling with a squeaky sound, trying to roll over its body and attack the human hand.

Li Yu frowned, threw it downstairs, and threw the tissue into the trash can next to it.

Tang Song, "..."

Li Yu looked back at him blankly, "Let's go."

In a blink of an eye, they reached the fourth floor. Looking around, the innermost one on the right hand side was the scented wax shop they were looking for.

Tang Song, "It's too unlucky for such a store to open at home."

Li Yu guessed casually, "I guess the shops outside are too expensive."

After finishing speaking, it happened to stop outside No. 415.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, and soon heard the sound of footsteps coming from inside. The sound was very procrastinated, and it could be heard that the person must be inconvenient.

Click, the door opened, and then there was the old creaking sound of the iron door.

An old face appeared at the crack of the door.

The old lady's right eyeball is covered with a light gray layer, and the left eye is intact. She looks to be about 60 years old, with a short stature, only in her early 1.4 meters.

She raised her head and looked at the two young men, vigilantly not opening the door completely.

Li Yu bent down slightly, and took the initiative to speak, "Old lady, we were introduced by the master of Beishan Taoist Temple."

Only then did the old lady sideways pull the door open and let people in.

There are wreaths and paper ingots everywhere in the house, and some thin bamboo strips and papers of various colors are spread on the floor.

It is true that the old lady has bad legs and walks very slowly. She stopped in the middle of the living room and pointed to the sofa casually, "Sit wherever you want."

After the two sat down, she also sat back on the small stool in the center of the living room and continued to weave the outline of the paper figurine with bamboo strips.

Li Yu got up and walked over, squatting in front of her, "Old man, I want to be a paper man."

"Men and women, handsome and ugly, fat and short, write it down by yourself, there are paper and pens in the cabinet over there."

Li Yu looked up and saw what he was looking for in an old-fashioned cabinet not far away.

As soon as the young man squatting in front of him got up, the old lady turned her head and glanced at him, her lips were pursed, her eyelids drooped and she continued to work.

Li Yu held the pen, straightened the yellow paper, and began to write on the cabinet.

Handsome is for sure, tall, long legs, well-proportioned figure, not too fat, not too thin, otherwise it will not feel good.

After writing a long list, the young man put down the pen, folded the paper, and handed it to the old lady.

The old lady looked up at him again, her blindfolded eye, as if she could see, was firmly locked on the young man's shoulder.

She put down the things in her hand, dusted Li Yu's left shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice, "Young man, your body is covered with dust."

Tang Song muttered, "No, it's pretty clean."

After being glared at by the old lady, he didn't dare to speak anymore.

Li Yu glanced at his shoulder and understood something, "Thank you."

The old lady bowed her head and remained silent, her fingers moved nimbly. After a while, she raised her head and seemed to realize that the two were still there. She moved her lips and said an amount.

Li Yu hurriedly took out the money, and then asked cautiously, "Old man, when can I pick it up?"

"The day after tomorrow, help me close the door when I leave."

The owner said so, and the two of them were too embarrassed to bother. When they left, they not only helped to close the door, but also took away the garbage at the door.

Sitting in the car, Tang Song shivered, "Why do I feel that the nagging guy upstairs."

"Don't talk nonsense." Li Yu glared at him and urged, "Let's go to the store first, it's the rush hour for commuting soon."

This city has a prosperous economy and is full of various CBDs. When it comes to commuting time, the roads are congested.

At about five o'clock, a black car drove into the parking lot on the east side of Red Moon.

The guard at the door saluted the boss's car, opened the lever, and said to the passenger in the car through the window, "Mr. Ding, someone left something for you."

Li Yu got out of the car and asked Tang Song to drive away first.

After receiving the package, I saw that it was a mobile phone. The box had been opened, and a post-it note was pasted on the inner layer of the box cover, signed by the original owner's eldest brother.

At this time, Tang Song had already parked the car and came, habitually raised his elbow, trying to put it on Fa Xiao's shoulder.

Seeing that the two were about to fight each other, the Lord's advice suddenly popped up in his mind.

He withdrew his hand back embarrassingly, and was afraid that the other party would misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained, "Ding Lian, I didn't mean that, I just..."

Just fear.

"I know." Li Yu said confidently, "When the paper figurine is ready, I'll burn it for him, and life should return to normal."

The viewer said that it is fate and can only be faced, but in his view, any problem that dares to face can be solved and overcome.

No matter how many hurdles there are in fate, just turn over one by one.

That old man is not an ordinary person at first glance, and the paper figurines he made are definitely good-looking, and when the time comes to burn them, the jealous ghost will take a look, tsk, it will be love at first sight.

Thinking that after getting rid of the gloomy ghosts, he can concentrate on digging out the secrets of his goals, Li Yu feels that life is still very good.