Shinhwa Delivery

Lin Yuan is the most ordinary food delivery rider in Cangcheng. He earns 120 yuan a day, rain or shine. Until that day, an order popped up in the system: shipping fee was 800, and the delivery item was Pangu Water. He thought it was a prank. After taking the order, I discovered that there was a partition underground in Cangcheng. The partition was cracking. What leaked out of the crack was not wind, but God. The city god is on duty at the funeral parlor, the river god lives in the underground river, the kitchen god opens a small restaurant and sells rice bowls worth twenty yuan, and the earth god squats in the flower bed and grows golden rice. They are all waiting for someone. Lao Zhou has been waiting at the site for eight hundred years. Su Tang has been sitting behind the receiving desk for nine years and has not aged a day. Lin Yuan sent one order after another. The tears of the Dragon King, the seeds of Hou Tu, the knife oil of Emperor Guan, and the red thread of the Weaver Girl. After each order was delivered, the red marks on his arms began to climb higher. They call it Jie Yin - a road leading to the door. He thought he was the chosen rider. It turned out later that he was not a rider. He himself is the crack. The day the partition shattered, he had to go in and close the door from the inside. Once you get in, you can't get out. Su Tang said: "I'll wait for you. Fried noodles, I'll treat you when you come back." He said: "Okay."