One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

The three of them let out a low shout in unison.

The three thugs were so frightened that they scrambled into the crowd and disappeared in an instant.

The flies were driven away.

The three of them turned around almost simultaneously, their fierce expressions vanishing instantly, replaced by concerned voices.

"Girl, are you alright?"

Zhang Tianyi examined Chen Duo's arm:

"You didn't get brushed, did you? Those filthy things didn't touch you, did they?"

"No...it's nothing."

Chen Duo held the Sad Frog and looked at the three tense faces in front of her.

She felt a burning sensation in her eyes.

She shook her head and hugged the frog in her arms even tighter.

“I have you all.”

She said in a low voice.

Zhang Tianyi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and put his arm around her shoulder:

"That's right!"

"You have us!"

Chapter 89 Another staged accident? This time it's a pervert!

Behind the bustling Liupanshui pedestrian street lies a dark and cramped alley.

Two figures were crouching in the shadows behind the trash can like thieves.

Only two pairs of cunning eyes were visible, staring intently at Zhang Tianyi and Chen Duo, who were strolling leisurely not far away.

"I said... Chu Lan."

The speaker was a young man with long blond hair and an androgynous appearance that made it difficult to tell whether he was male or female.

He was dressed in a flashy casual outfit and was twirling a lollipop in his hand.

Wang Zhenqiu, a temporary worker in the Southwest Region, is known as a "rascal".

Wang Zhenqiu squinted his peach blossom eyes, which always carried a hint of mockery.

He eyed the man in the distance, dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe and wearing sunglasses, with suspicion.

"Are you sure... that's our target?"

"Is that Taoist priest dressed like he's going to film an ancient drama the mysterious person who's with Chen Duo?"

"Shh! Brother Qiu'er! Keep your voice down!"

Zhang Chulan nervously covered his mouth, his acting skills worthy of an Oscar. He leaned close to Wang Zhenqiu's ear, lowered his voice, and spoke with an air of mystery that suggested he knew the inside story:

"Brother Qiu, would I lie to you?"

"You know, these days, there are all sorts of birds in a big forest."

"That Taoist priest... cough cough, actually I've looked into it too."

Zhang Chulan looked around, as if afraid of being overheard, and said mysteriously:

"He's a rich kid! The kind whose family owns a mine!"

"These days, rich people, you know, they get tired of sports cars and young models, so they like to do this kind of cosplay."

"I thought it would be cool and sophisticated to have some kind of cultivation and immortality theme, and that it would attract young girls."

Zhang Chulan pointed in that direction, his face filled with heartache:

"Look at Chen Duo's looks, her temperament, and her pitiful appearance... This rich second-generation Taoist priest must be captivated by her!"

"How could he know that Chen Duo was a Gu-body Saint Child?"

"He probably thought she was some autistic little girl next door, acting out a 'domineering Taoist priest falls in love with me' drama!"

Wang Zhenqiu was stunned.

He tilted his head, looking at Zhang Tianyi in the distance, who was playing with game tokens and walking with a brisk pace, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Really?"

"Why do I feel... there's something strange about the Qi emanating from that Taoist priest?"

"Although he's been very discreet, my gut feeling tells me... this guy's not simple. You're not trying to trick me, are you?"

"Hey! Ball Bro!!"

Zhang Chulan slapped his thigh hard, making a crisp sound, and his face showed an expression more wronged than Dou E's:

"We're like brothers, aren't we?!"

"I'd cheat anyone but you!"

"Besides, even if that Taoist priest has some skill, can he be as skilled as the scourge of the Southwest... oh no, the masters of the Southwest?"

"If you don't believe me, why don't we try it and see?"

Zhang Chulan's eyes darted around, and he began to fan the flames:

"Brother Qiu, you're the expert at testing people among our temporary workers. Do you really need to hesitate over something as small as this?"

Wang Zhenqiu looked at Zhang Chulan's confident expression, then glanced at the seemingly unguarded figure in the distance.

A hint of excitement, even a touch of perverse amusement, gradually surfaced in those eyes that always gleamed with restlessness.

"Hehe...that's interesting."

Wang Zhenqiu licked his lips, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes:

"Although I know you never tell the truth, this matter... has certainly piqued my curiosity."

"A rich second-generation Taoist priest who likes cosplay? And he's hanging out with the Gu-body Saint Child?"

"This combination... is so much fun."

"Since that's the case..."

Wang Zhenqiu stood up, dusted off his bottom, and straightened his clothes.

His face instantly changed to an expression of harmlessness, even a bit of recklessness, like that of a passerby.

“Then I’ll go…and help this Taoist priest verify his authenticity.”

After saying that, he turned and walked to the milk tea shop next door, and bought a cup of piping hot, uncovered milk tea.

Watching Wang Zhenqiu's departing figure, Zhang Chulan, who was crouching in the shadows, instantly lost the look of grievance on his face.

He revealed an extremely cunning and gloating smirk.

"Hey hey hey..."

"Brother Qiu, Brother Qiu, this isn't me trying to trick you."

"This is an opportunity for you to get up close and personal with the truth."

"Go, you perverted ball."

"Let the second master teach you what it means to be brutally beaten by society."

……

On the pedestrian street.

Wang and Zhu have just been sent off to purchase equipment and supplies for the music festival.

Zhang Tianyi, in a good mood, was leading Chen Duo as they searched for their next restaurant.

"Girl, those guys were such a killjoy."

As Zhang Tianyi walked, he fiddled with a coin in his hand, his tone relaxed:

"Let's go eat something sweet later to calm our nerves."

"There's a soufflé shop up ahead that looks good in the ad; those soft, fluffy cakes, you should like them."

Chen Duo hugged the green sad frog and nodded obediently, "Mmm."

Just then.

A young man with dyed blond hair and a brisk walk walked towards us.

He was looking down, seemingly at his phone.

Holding a steaming cup of milk tea, she walked very fast, almost recklessly.

It looked like he was about to bump into Chen Duo, who was walking on the inside.

Based on this distance and speed.

That scalding hot milk tea would definitely spill onto Chen Duo's newly bought white dress, and might even burn her skin.

However, once attacked, the Gu poison instinct within Chen Duo's body... will definitely be activated.

This was Wang Zhenqiu's plan.

Simple, direct, and effective.

It quickly reached less than a meter.

Wang Zhenqiu's peripheral vision was fixed on Chen Duo.

Her pace didn't slow down at all, and the lid of the milk tea cup in her hand had already been quietly loosened.

"oops!"

Just as they were about to collide, Wang Zhenqiu pretended to slip and dramatically lunged forward.

The cup of hot milk tea in his hand flew out and transformed into a scalding brown parabola, heading straight for Chen Duo's face!

However, before Wang Zhenqiu made that fake fall move.