As a great master in the tribulation stage, I was reborn in the body of a delivery boy.
I thought that the urban cultivator would be able to catch him, but the original owner's obsession before his death was actually: he must finish delivering the 500 takeaway orders on hand.
I am a dignified immortal. I fly with a sword in my left hand and a spicy hotpot in my right hand. I have a 100% on-time delivery rate.
Until I delivered late-night snacks to a haunted house that had a note of "21 o'clock on the lunar month in yin years", the door opened was a female ghost in red.
She stared at the logo on my uniform and said faintly: "Sent to the wrong place. What I ordered... Was a takeaway from Starved to Death?"
I silently took out my mobile phone: "How about you open the Ghost Eye APP and scan this code to participate in the reincarnation coupon carousel?"
