After completing the first takeaway order, Senior Brother Ning Qing's takeaway experience has been greatly improved, and his level as a takeaway employee has also improved a little.

Lu Yuan followed Senior Brother Ning Qing to experience almost a whole day of takeout experience. He confirmed that his takeout level had improved to an intermediate delivery man. After entering the room, he could deliver takeout alone, so he felt relieved to let Senior Brother Ning Qing go out to experience it alone.

Now Ning Qing is driving his flying sword plaque to shuttle through the city's traffic.

His adaptability was very fast, and he had become accustomed to the scenery of modern cities from the four days from awakening to the present.

But compared with those of ordinary citizens, Ning Qing still feels out of place.

The biggest reason may be that Ning Qing lived in the past... in troubled times.

It is not a chaotic world for monks like him, but a chaotic world for ordinary civilians.

Demons are rampant, bandits are wandering, and practitioners are chaotic in times of life.

In the era in Ning Qing's life, civilians are always the most miserable... Unless they are protected by sects and states, residents of small villages dare not go out at night, even if they stay at home, they may be kidnapped by demons.

But in this era, ordinary people who lived at the bottom of the past were their masters.

Ning Qing likes this peaceful and lively era very much.

But suddenly a loud noise came from beside him broke Ning Qing's thoughts.

Demon attack?

Ning Qing immediately put his hand into the sleeve of the takeaway suit and prepared to take out his flying sword to fight.

But he quickly realized that his natal flying sword Duansu had already died in three parts when he came to the outside world with him.

Moreover, the spiritual energy of this era is thin, so it is impossible for any powerful monsters to breed.

Thinking of this, Ning Qing stopped the electric car and looked at it. He found that two cars collided on the road.

Car accident...

Ning Qing heard Lu Yuan repeatedly instructed that he must be careful when crossing a road called Malu. Those magical weapons called cars are out of control and are no less powerful than any advanced immortal art.

This shouldn't have been done with Ning Qing, but a car hit the side door of the van, causing the side door to be unable to open. What's worse is that the van caught fire.

Someone is calling for help! As a disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect, he cannot sit idly!

Without thinking, Ning Qing directly crossed the road blocking pole and came to the fire van. Ning Qing didn't know how the van door opened, but he recognized the glass thing.

Although the flying sword broke into three pieces, the hilt of the sword is still there!

Ning Qing took out the hilt of the sword and knocked it directly at the four corners of the van's glass. In less than three seconds, Ning Qing broke the window of the van.

"Come out quickly!" Ning Qing reached into the van and caught a crying baby first. However, after the baby was caught, Ning Qing didn't know where to put it. When she turned around, Ning Qing found that everyone around had gathered.

"Brother, hurry up! This car is about to explode!"

One of them took the baby from Ning Qing's hand and shouted loudly.

Ning Qing was slightly stunned. When he was waving through his senses, Ning Qing found that a large number of people had gathered next to the fired van, and some of them rushed up and pulled out the unconscious driver in the car.

Ning Qing did not hesitate at this moment. After everyone worked together to rescue the other two passengers in the van through the window, the sound of fire trucks also came from a distance.

Everyone had been rescued, and the fire truck felt in time that the van was lit by flames, and the people around him who came to help disperse.

Ning Qing didn't stay, and pushed the electric car away as if nothing had happened.

But when Ning Qing came to an uninhabited alley on the street, a burly man stood in front of him. Ning Qing immediately became extremely solemn when he saw the expression on the person in front of him.

"Mr. Mo, long time no see." Ning Qing met the burly man in front of him. If Lu Yuan had been here, he would definitely shout "Zhang Fei".

But Ning Qing knew that the person in front of him was the manager of the Mo family, one of the great Taoist families!

Qinglian Sword Sect has frequent contacts with the Mo family, and Ning Qing and Mr. Mo are also very familiar with him, but in the past, Mr. Mo was well-dressed... As a result, he is now covered in dust and his expensive Taoist robe has also broken many big holes.

It seems that he has suffered a lot when he came to this world, and Ning Qing did not feel any spiritual fluctuations in the car accident just now. The car accident should not be caused by him.

"Yes, it's been a long time since we haven't seen each other for thousands of years. Seeing that Master Ziqing from the Qinglian Sword Sect is still so lively, Mo was relieved. Master Ziqing also asked him to report to his respected teacher. There is something in our Mo family that we want to discuss with his respected teacher." He said.

"Just tell me if you have anything to do." Ning Qing didn't want to wait here for too long, he still had two orders on his hands.

"Okay, if there is no great disaster, Master Qing may have replaced the position of respecting the teacher, so I will just say it." Mr. Mo spread his hands and said sincerely, "I'll ask the Qinglian Sword Sect to join our Mo family... and create another peaceful and prosperous era after the great disaster!"

"Create another peaceful and prosperous era? Isn't the era you are in now a peaceful and prosperous era?"

Ning Qing turned around to show Mr. Mo the road behind him. Firefighters and medical staff had arrived one after another. The fire in the van had been controlled by firefighters. The medical staff hurriedly gave the injured driver emergency treatment and sent it to the ambulance.

This was a absolutely invisible scenery in Ningqing's era.

"Master Ziqing, would you mean the era created by the common people who could not practice Taoism and become immortals?"

"The name of Mr. Mo's country has changed. You are no longer the Mo family manager above ten thousand people, and I am no longer the respected Qinglian Immortal. Everyone is just a commoner, just a mortal." Ning Qing said.

"That's why I said to create another peace... a prosperous era of immortal cultivation!" Mr. Mo's voice finally couldn't maintain peace. "You and I are both talents who have attained enlightenment and become immortals! They are born with spiritual roots and qualifications and intelligence, and are all rare immortal cultivation geniuses that are rare in ten thousand years. Why should we confuse them with these ordinary people?"

Ning Qing sighed long and said nothing more... He bowed to Mr. Mo again.

"The way is different, I don't plan to each other, so I'll say goodbye." Ning Qing said as he pushed his electric car and planned to leave, but Mr. Mo stood in front of Ning Qing.

"Master Ziqing, your Qinglian Sword Sect may also be facing a disaster of extermination? Now our cooperation is the best choice." Mr. Mo seemed not to plan to give in.

"You really don't want to?" Ning Qing put his hand into his underwear pocket of his takeaway jacket.

"It's only been three days since I woke up, but I've been sleeping for a thousand years and haven't fought for a long time! Master Ziqing, please give me advice!" Mr. Mo made a boxing gesture directly.

Ning Qing's expression became even more solemn. He took out a magic weapon from the windbreaker...a magic weapon called a mobile phone.

"Hey? Is 110? Someone here rushes takeout... Location? The place is in the alley at No. 21 Jiqing Street, please hurry up." Ning Qing finished speaking and put his phone back.

"Master Ziqing, what secret code did you just say?" Mr. Mo realized that something was wrong.

Ning Qing didn't answer, and waited anxiously for about twenty seconds. Finally, the police officers who were dealing with the crash rushed to this alley.

"Who snatches takeout?" A policeman walked in and saw that Ning Qing immediately raised his hand and waved it a little aggrievedly.

Then these police officers came to Mr. Mo.

"You're snatching takeaway?"

"Hmph! Do you think these mortals can really stop me?" Mr. Mo punched the police with some disdain, and this punch hit... In terms of boxing, these young police officers may really not be Mr. Mo's opponents.

It’s a pity that Mr. Mo only knows boxing now.

"I dare to attack the police!"

So under the sad gaze of Senior Brother Ning Qing, Mr. Mo was directly handcuffed... No matter how hard he struggled, it would be meaningless.

"Do you know who I am? The Supreme Emperor dare not attack our Mo family! Who is responsible for your yamen? Who is responsible!"

"What the Supreme Emperor? Old sir, have you not woken up? Please cooperate with our work!"

Ning Qing silently watched Mr. Mo get into the police car, then waved to Mr. Mo, and then he breathed a little relieved.

Now he can finally go to deliver food.

"Hello, comrade... please go and make a record with us." A policeman who stayed behind said to Ning Qing.

"What is the record?" Ning Qing was stunned again. He just wanted to deliver takeaway happily now.

"I heard from outside that you went out to save the person as soon as possible in a car accident? By the way, if you still have a order to deliver it, let's accompany you to deliver it." The policeman was very polite. "After delivering it, please cooperate with us to take the transcript. It won't be long."

“Can you send the order first?”

"OK."

"grateful."
Chapter completed!