I am the only one who can do it: I think I am really going to become an immortal

Or……

And after he closed his eyes.

In the bamboo flying sword that he was nervously holding in his hand, special fluctuations began to flash faintly.

Qingyuan didn't notice.

But in his dream, he once again faced the cutscene of the Demon Star in Troublesome Times, and was once again surprised by the shocking scene.

This time.

He tried to explore down the mountain.

result……

This time we still didn't reach the building between the distant mountains.

Before he had gone far, he was eaten by a three-eyed tiger on the road.

Then I woke up in a cold sweat.

Listening to the sound of rain that never stopped around him, he looked at the bamboo flying sword in his hand.

A gleam of light flashed in Qingyuan's eyes.

Recalling the still clear dream just now.

He understood that all this was true!

And if all this is true, then it means...

Thinking.

There was a gleam in Qingyuan's eyes.

Stroking the exquisitely carved bamboo flying sword in his hand, he had an idea at this moment: that is to try to find the half-immortal!

Although this idea is a bit bold.

However, modern science cannot explain this situation, and it is most likely a supernatural phenomenon.

He found it really hard not to be interested.

It’s hard not to try to explore it.

Although he knew that facing such a possibly supernatural person, rash contact would mean a lot of uncertainty and a high probability of danger.

But he still wanted to go!

Thinking.

A gleam of light flashed in Qingyuan's eyes.

Chapter 281 Like a Divine Punishment

On the morning of May 10th, the weather was still not very good.

However, the rain only temporarily turned into a drizzle.

Judging from the gloomy weather, the rain will probably get heavier in a while.

therefore.

The whole city fell into silence.

Many people are basically unwilling to go out at this time unless it is necessary.

Of course, the city cannot stop because of rain.

Especially today, on a working day.

So in addition to the large number of motor vehicles constantly passing by, there are still some pedestrians passing by on the street from time to time, but it is indeed a little quieter than when there is no rain.

therefore.

Chen Yun, who was also walking on the street, did not walk straight in the rain in a conspicuous manner, but instead held up an umbrella as if to pretend to be walking.

In this way, he would not attract too much attention, and people coming and going in the rain would not pay too much attention to him who was alone.

So no one noticed.

Chen Yun, who was holding an umbrella, actually had no water stains on his body and was extremely clean and tidy.

Holding an umbrella can indeed keep out the rain.

But rain doesn't fall straight down, the wind makes the rain attack at different angles, plus the splashes from various reasons, it's easier to wet pedestrians.

therefore.

It is actually almost impossible to have no water stains on your body.

But no one noticed this.

Few people in the world have such strong observation skills, and even fewer people will pay attention to whether pedestrians on the roadside are completely dry.

After all, people who go out on rainy days have something to do. Most of them are busy with their own things and rush through the rain.

Chen Yun was also one of those people who had something to do with it.

After finishing his routine of typing, exercising, feeding the dog, etc. last night, he went out directly at around eight or nine in the morning.

This trip is for no other reason.

I came here purely for the smell of wild game I smelled in the food court yesterday.

It was a unique and unforgettable scent.

It is a scent that mixes earth, forest and some ancient secrets.

It is neither the fishy taste of fish nor the muttony taste of poultry, and is certainly different from the mellow taste of beef or the bland taste of pork.

It is wild, with a hint of damp grass and a faint metallic taste, as if it can make people think of the mystery and tranquility in the deep mountains and old forests.

The smell is not strong or pungent, but it has a penetrating power that can easily stand out from the aroma of other foods and hit the depths of people's senses.

It reminds people of the strange beasts in ancient legends, the creatures that lurk through the jungle late at night, and the stories and mysteries they carry.

For Chen Yun, the smell aroused a hint of greed in him.

That was the smell of snake meat.

Chen Yun could be 100% sure.

And judging from its super-space and temporal sense of smell, it is a rare snake caught in the wild.

No one knows snake meat better than him, and no one knows the smell better than him.

Yesterday, when he was fortune-telling and looking for his destined partner, he relied on his powerful ability to perceive the world and basically determined that the store that secretly sold wild game was selling snake meat, but there was no snake meat that day.

then.

Chen Yun rushed to the food street early this morning.

Just to see if that store has any stock.

It's not that he can't survive without snake meat. In fact, he doesn't need to eat at all since his first evolution.

From the beginning of my round-the-world travels until now, I have only occasionally eaten some dried snake meat to satisfy my craving, but I do not have a necessary need for snake meat.

However, the greed still exists.

He was very curious about the taste of the snake meat here.

After all, China has a vast geographical territory, and the eating habits of different places are quite different.

soon.

Chen Yun came to the food street he had been to once before.

Because of the rain, there weren't many people here.

Many of the tents and stalls set up outside were indeed empty, but there were still quite a few pedestrians and customers in the stores.

Chen Yun walked into a restaurant with a clear goal in mind.

The interior decoration of the hotel is simple and elegant. The wooden tables and chairs are arranged in an orderly manner. There are several ink paintings depicting local scenery hanging on the walls, adding a bit of literary atmosphere to this seemingly ordinary hotel.

There was a light scent of spices in the air, which contrasted sharply with the humidity outside and made people relax involuntarily.

At first glance, this two-story building looks very serious and does not look like a restaurant that dares to sell game.

But this is understandable.

Game is not something that can be sold openly.

But nothing could be hidden from Chen Yun's perception. He had already discovered snake meat and some game hidden somewhere in the store.

While Chen Yun was thinking, a waiter in neat uniform came up to him.

He said with a smile: "Welcome, sir, are you here to eat or do you need any help?"

Chen Yun's eyes were sharp and deep as he spoke directly: "Please ask your boss to come out for a moment. I have something to discuss with him."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting the customer to be so direct.

But his professionalism allowed him to quickly adjust his expression and politely replied, "Okay, sir, please wait a moment."

After saying that, he walked backstage.

Leaving Chen Yun standing there.

Soon.

A slightly plump middle-aged man with a shrewd look in his eyes walked over from the kitchen.

He was wearing a clean white chef's uniform and a white scarf around his neck, looking quite like a chef.

Obviously.

This guy is both the chef and the boss.

He came in front of Chen Yun.

He looked me up and down first, then smiled and said, "You're looking for me? I'm the boss here, how can I help you?"

Chen Yun nodded.

Without much greeting, he said directly: "I heard that your restaurant has some special dishes. I would like to try them."

Chen Yun's attitude was basically straightforward.

The boss's eyes flashed with an imperceptible light, and then he regained his composure and whispered, "We do have some special dishes here, but they are not available all the time. Which one would you like to try?"

Things like game.

Not everyone can eat here.

It’s not about whether or not one is qualified, but this kind of profit-making behavior that operates in a gray area must be concealed a little and the threshold must be increased.

Chen Yun was very clear about the ins and outs of this.

So after the boss finished speaking, he took out a black plastic bag from his bag and stuffed it into the boss's hand.

At the same time, he is skilled in using emotions to motivate his boss, allowing him to quickly trust him.

This made the boss, who was on guard, stunned at first.

Then, when he realized by touch that there was a bundle of banknotes in the plastic bag, he was stunned.

So...direct?

Is it true that a sponsor has come?

Or is it that the official department is conducting a sting operation?

At this moment, the boss's face changed slightly, but under the influence of Chen Yun's ability, he quickly regained his composure, and there was a little more tenderness in his eyes when he looked at Chen Yun.

He said softly, "Let's talk about this upstairs. There are too many people here and they are all gossiping."

Chen Yun nodded.

I followed the boss up the stairs and came to a private room on the second floor.

It is obviously much quieter here than downstairs, and the decoration inside the box is more exquisite.