Chapter 1617: Conversation with temporary workers, let me try it, you guys

Chapter 1617: Conversation with temporary workers, let me try it, you guys
"What is the taste?"

"I can't explain it, but it's just different from us."

Feng Baobao said honestly.

Zhang Chulan was about to say something, but suddenly he felt a strange breath. The originally noisy sounds on the street gradually quieted down, and everyone's eyes involuntarily turned to the same direction.

The sunlight sprinkled on the street, as if pulled by some invisible force, gathering into a beam of light. In the beam of light, a figure slowly walked towards her. She was only wearing a simple short-sleeved shirt, but she seemed to be covered with star-like light, and every step she took carried a presence that could not be ignored.

People on the street stopped involuntarily, unable to take their eyes off her. Even the owner of the breakfast stall forgot about the spoon in his hand and stared at her blankly.

"Are you talking about me?"

Her voice was soft, but clear to everyone's ears.

Zhang Chulan stood up suddenly, and the chopsticks in his hand fell on the table with a "click".

"Su... Sister Yunqing?"

Su Yunqing smiled, his eyes swept across everyone, and finally landed on Zhang Chulan.

"Hey, Zhang Chulan, long time no see."

Her appearance seemed to make time stand still for a moment.

Wang Zhenqiu narrowed his eyes, twirled the straw in his mouth, and spoke with a hint of teasing in his tone.

"Hey, is this the legendary 'visitor from another world'? I've heard a lot about you."

"It's just a different world. It's not something rare."

"Aren't you also people from another world to me?"

"Besides, shouldn't the aliens who come to Earth be taken more seriously than me, a person from another world who only comes to your world occasionally?"

"What do you think? Wang Zhenqiu."

Su Yunqing glanced at Wang Zhenqiu with a hint of amusement in his tone.

Wang Zhenqiu's squinting eyes widened slightly. The straw stayed in his mouth for a moment, then turned it around as if nothing had happened, with that cynical smile still on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, you're talking about aliens? Sister, you're kidding me."

His tone was still frivolous, but his fingers under the table unconsciously clenched the straw, his knuckles turning slightly white. A light flashed across Xiao Zizai's glasses, and his gaze suddenly turned to Wang Zhenqiu. Lao Meng's chopsticks stopped in mid-air, causing ripples in the hot and sour noodle soup in the bowl.

Zhang Chulan's pupils shrank slightly, and he thought to himself that something was wrong. He was too familiar with Wang Zhenqiu's appearance - smiling on the surface, but already thinking about how to ask questions or set a trap in his heart. But this time, Wang Zhenqiu's reaction was obviously wrong.

Could this guy have really seen aliens?

"alien?"

Zhang Chulan interrupted in a casual manner.

"Sister Yunqing, you're jumping to different topics a little too quickly. How come you have time to come to our place?"

"I just want to witness a famous scene."

Su Yunqing withdrew his gaze, but did not talk more about the topic of "aliens".

She was actually not very clear about this, because she had only watched Under One Person and had not watched the other party's previous work. She just knew a little bit.

But a little is enough.

Isn’t Wang Zhenqiu shocked by her now?
"Famous scene?"

"It's just for me, you don't have to take it too seriously."

Su Yunqing replied nonchalantly, then walked straight to Feng Baobao, pulled out a stool and sat down.

As soon as she sat down, Feng Baobao turned her head, with half a vermicelli in her mouth, and asked vaguely: "You want to eat vermicelli too?"

Su Yunqing smiled and nodded, then looked up and called to the owner of the breakfast stall, "Boss, give me a bowl of noodles."

The boss was originally staring at Su Yunqing in a daze, but when he heard her voice he suddenly came to his senses and began to prepare in a hurry.

As he added ingredients to the bowl, he couldn't help but steal a glance at Su Yunqing, but his hands didn't stop moving at all. He piled all kinds of ingredients into the bowl as if they were free. At the end, he even added an extra spoonful of red chili oil and carefully handed it over.

"Girl, your fan."

The boss smiled a little awkwardly, and the bowl of noodles was so full that it was almost overflowing.

Su Yunqing took the bowl and smiled politely: "Thank you."

Zhang Chulan looked down at the lonely beef slices and vegetables in his bowl, then looked at the pile of ingredients in Su Yunqing's bowl, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly:

"Boss, your discrimination is quite obvious."

The boss smiled awkwardly and rubbed his hands: "This girl is obviously a distinguished guest. Of course, distinguished guests should add more ingredients."

Zhang Chulan looked at the boss with dead fish eyes and said unhappily, "You are just trying to get the right dish for me."

The boss laughed dryly and turned around to do other things.

Su Yunqing picked up the chopsticks and stirred the noodles in the bowl slowly. The aroma of red oil and chili filled her nose. She picked up a handful of noodles and blew away the hot air. Just as she was about to put it in her mouth, she suddenly seemed to remember something and turned to look at Feng Baobao: "Sister Baoer, do you want to try mine? It has a lot of ingredients."

Feng Baobao's eyes lit up and she nodded without hesitation: "Okay."

Su Yunqing smiled and gave half of the noodles in his bowl to Feng Baobao. His movements were so natural, as if they were old friends who had known each other for many years. Zhang Chulan felt a little complicated when watching this scene.

In fact, he didn't want Su Yunqing and Sister Baoer to get too close, because Su Yunqing's identity as a person from another world was too important, and the whole country and even the whole world might be paying attention to her.

Su Yunqing has no fear of these people or things, but Sister Baoer cannot.

The temptation of immortality is even greater than the Eight Great Skills. Even though they were paying attention to Su Yunqing and sensed a hint of Sister Baoer's peculiarity, it was still a very bad thing for Sister Baoer.

Although the old Taoist priest in Mount Longhu said that if he had any problems that he couldn't solve, he could come to Mount Longhu to find him, but even the old Taoist priest couldn't resist the covetousness of so many people.

At present, Zhang Chulan still doesn’t know what kind of terrifying power Zhang Zhiwei possesses, nor does he know what kind of existence Su Yunqing is. He just tries his best to guess their powers based on his understanding of the extraordinary people.

He also knew that he might have underestimated them, but when it came to Sister Baoer, he couldn't put all his hopes on others.

Wang Zhenqiu suddenly came over and asked with a smile: "Sister Yunqing, does the famous scene you mentioned have anything to do with us?"

"A little, but not much."

Su Yunqing thought for a moment and said.

Although the temporary workers besieging Ma Xianhong was interesting, it was not what she wanted to see.

Moreover, in the "Wang Ye's Outing", the protagonists are of course Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing, and it has nothing to do with them.

"That's it."

Wang Zhenqiu nodded thoughtfully, but the smile on his face did not change, and he retreated with a smile.

Su Yunqing didn't say anything and just lowered his head to continue eating noodles.

Although the taste is far from comparable to what Chef Boy, Erina and the others make, it’s still acceptable to eat it occasionally.

The table was temporarily calm, with only the sound of Feng Baobao slurping noodles being particularly loud. Zhang Chulan looked at Su Yunqing, then at Feng Baobao, feeling vaguely uneasy.

He always felt that Su Yunqing's appearance was not just to "watch the fun".

After a moment of silence, when Su Yunqing finished eating the noodles in his bowl, Zhang Chulan suddenly looked at Su Yunqing with a smile and said:
"Sister Yunqing, I've always heard from the old Taoist priest that you are very strong. Can you tell me how strong you are now?"

"Back then at Mount Longhu, you didn't take the Wang family and the Lu family seriously at all."

Su Yunqing looked at him speechlessly. Although he didn't know what Zhang Chulan meant by this, he was sure that he didn't just want to ask about her strength.

This guy has been hiding for a long time since he was a child, and she doesn't believe him if he doesn't have some calculation in his words.

But she didn't care.

"If you want to know my strength, why don't you just come and experience it yourself?"

"It's a good opportunity for me to see how your strength has improved during this period of time."

"Find a place to try?"

Zhang Chulan's smile froze slightly. Is it so direct?
"Sister Yunqing, this isn't appropriate, is it? We are on a mission right now, and you know about Ma Xianhong's situation. We..."

"I know the situation over there with Ma Xianhong better than you do."

"Don't worry, it's just a sparring match. I won't do anything to you."

Su Yunqing paused here, his eyes swept across everyone, and finally landed on Zhang Chulan, with a hint of regret in his tone: "After all, this world is a little small, there are no immortals. Even if you reach the realm of Zhang Zhiwei, you are still in the category of 'human'. If you have been practicing Taoism since childhood, you may become the second Zhang Zhiwei. Even if not, at least you can become the second Zhang Huaiyi."

Zhang Chulan was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Sister Yunqing, I don't deserve what you said."

Su Yunqing shook his head, with a hint of emotion in his tone: "What a pity."

Zhang Chulan is very talented. At a very young age, he mastered the orthodox Golden Light Curse and Thunder Method of Longhu Mountain. The practice of Yang Wu Lei, in particular, requires a very high mentality and qualifications.

After a ten-year gap, he quickly recovered his strength through short-term special training with Feng Baobao, and was even on par with Zhang Lingyu in the Luotian Dajiao. Even though Zhang Lingyu was not in his prime at that time due to some indescribable reasons, his strong talent was still evident.

He is tactically gifted and is good at exploiting psychological warfare, environmental factors, and even the character weaknesses of his opponents. He can formulate strategies quickly in life-and-death battles and has a calmness and decisiveness that is inconsistent with his age.

The Old Farmer's Skill, which possesses a suspected Qi body origin, can disintegrate all Qi-based magic structures. Although it is a "skill", it is related to "Qi" and does not deviate from the essence of practice for the sake of a powerful "technique".

If there had not been that ten-year gap, with Zhang Chulan's talent, no one in the younger generation would be able to match him. Even if he was not as good as Zhang Zhiwei of the same period, he would definitely not be inferior to Zhang Huaiyi.

But the self-discipline and forbearance of the past ten years are, to some extent, more valuable than his talent. They also led to Zhang Chulan's precocious character and the ability to weigh the pros and cons in complex situations.

However, this trait is not in line with Taoist practice.

However, in the world of Under One Person, even if one has reached the pinnacle of practice, one cannot become an immortal. So if it doesn't meet the requirements, then it doesn't meet the requirements.

Zhang Chulan has no aspiration to become an "immortal".

"Let me make it clear first, we temporary workers are not easy to deal with."

Clarinet has been in the circle for so many years and believes that he has seen many strange people and things, but he has never thought that there would be a person from another world in this world, and this person would tell everything as long as people asked.

If it weren't for the company, their Yiren website would have been filled with all kinds of secrets long ago.

But even if the company took action, it could not stop them from spreading the news privately. Plus, there were people from almost every sect and school on Mount Longhu, so the news had already spread throughout the extraordinary circles in China.

So he was actually quite curious about Su Yunqing.

Now that he has the opportunity to test Su Yunqing's strength, he naturally would not refuse.

But this guy doesn't look that strong.

Su Yunqing chuckled, with a hint of amusement in his tone.

"Don't worry. I know your strength better than you do. If you can really hurt me, I'll find it interesting."

Wang Zhenqiu said with a smile:
"Sister Yunqing's words really make me feel itchy. Then we won't be polite."

Xiao Zizai pushed his glasses and said nothing, but the lenses reflected a cold light.

Su Yunqing shook his head, then stood up and glanced at everyone:

"Let's go and find a more spacious place."

In a forest far from the street, surrounded by tall trees, the ground was covered with thick fallen leaves. The sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, creating mottled light and shadows on the ground.

Su Yunqing stood in the middle, with his hands behind his back, looking calmly at the temporary workers opposite him:
"You can come together, you're welcome."

Wang Zhenqiu smiled and moved his wrist:
"Sister Yunqing, this is what you said. Don't blame us for bullying the minority later."

Zhang Chulan stood aside, feeling a little uneasy, but still said:

"Sister Yunqing, why don't we just forget it? Let's..."

Su Yunqing waved his hand and interrupted him: "Let's start."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Zhenqiu had already taken the first step. His figure flashed like a ghost and instantly appeared beside Su Yunqing. His palm was like a knife, cutting her neck directly. At the same time, Xiao Zizai's Qi machine spread out like a spider web, blocking all of Su Yunqing's retreat routes. Lao Meng stood in the distance, with the Qi in his body surging, ready to provide support at any time.

However, just as their attack was about to hit Su Yunqing, an extremely terrifying aura suddenly erupted.

"Boom!"

The sky seemed to be torn apart in an instant. Dark clouds rolled like ink, blocking out all the sunlight. Thunder surged wildly in the clouds, making a deafening roar, as if the sky was roaring. The fallen leaves on the ground were picked up by an invisible force, spinning wildly in the air, forming violent whirlwinds. There was a suffocating sense of oppression in the air, as if the whole world had stopped at this moment.

The temporary workers' movements came to an abrupt halt, as if they were held down by an invisible force and unable to move. Wang Zhenqiu's palm was only an inch away from Su Yunqing's neck, but he could no longer move forward. His smile froze on his face, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably. Cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead, and his face turned as pale as paper.