The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 385: Guan Lin’s Photo_1
Li Qing never expected that this icy beauty was still holding onto an offhand jest he once made.
"Principal Qi, that’s all in the past. Besides, I really wasn’t expecting any thanks," Li Qing shook his head and chuckled.
But Principal Qi stubbornly said, "No, I must show my gratitude."
"Xiao Shu’s safety is more important to me than my own life, I can’t just brush off my savior with a hasty gesture."
Li Qing glanced at the faintly visible fair skin under Principal Qi’s neckline, really wanting to say, "Why don’t you offer yourself in return then?"
In front of others, Principal Qi was definitely a towering iceberg with a powerful aura; he had no idea what she would be like in bed.
"Let me think about it some more then, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future," Li Qing said, shaking his head.
Those exaggerated words, in the end, he still dared not to voice them.
"Fine, if you never think of anything, then I’ll thank you in my own way," Principal Qi said.
"Alright, I’ll give it some serious thought," Li Qing smiled.
After saying goodbye to Principal Qi, Li Qing moved out of the school that very day with all his belongings.
On his way, he also called Guan Lin, wanting to ask her out to talk about this matter.
But Guan Lin was probably in class, and didn’t pick up the phone.
Returning to the village, Li Qing first stopped by the convenience store.
Han Mei and Wu Xingxing were both there, preparing ingredients for the evening’s barbecue.
Seeing Li Qing return, Han Mei asked in surprise, "How come you’re back so early today?"
"Couldn’t stand it anymore, that place was a bit eerie." Li Qing briefly told Han Mei and Wu Xingxing about the situation at the school’s logistics office, focusing mainly on the rumors about the mirrors and leaving out the true events concerning Li Yuanxian.
Wu Xingxing turned pale when she heard it, "Ah? The room you stayed in was haunted?"
"A room with a death history is really nothing to fear," Li Qing said.
What’s scary is that there truly is something fluttering around in a room where someone has died.
Moreover, an ancient arrow could fly out of the wall and pierce your forehead.
With that kind of place, who would dare to stay?
"That sounds creepy; it’s sensible of you not to go," Han Mei said as she rubbed her arms, "After all, there isn’t much money in it for a month, you might as well focus on doing other things."
Just hearing about the dorm where Li Qing stayed made her get goosebumps all over.
"Originally, I felt bad about leaving since I haven’t worked there long, but the continuous nightmares were unbearable," Li Qing said, "I was very worried those nightmares would turn into reality."
"Nightmares during the day, too? Must be sleep paralysis," exclaimed Han Mei, who suddenly turned around, took out a bottle of white alcohol from behind the counter, and started sprinkling it on Li Qing.
"Sister-in-law, what are you doing?" Li Qing quickly dodged.
"Don’t dodge, I’m getting rid of the bad luck for you, white alcohol wards off evil spirits," Han Mei said seriously.
Li Qing’s mouth twitched violently, wondering where his sister-in-law got such a peculiar remedy.
But Li Qing didn’t dodge anymore, allowing Han Mei to pour half a bottle of white alcohol on him before he spoke dismally, "I haven’t had a drop to drink, but I seem very drunk right now. I’m going home to wash up."
"Don’t rush to wash up, go home and soak up some sun first!" Han Mei advised.
"...All right," Li Qing said meekly.
Reeking of strong alcohol, Li Qing returned home.
Along the way, several villagers he encountered asked Li Qing in astonishment if something had happened, as the smell of alcohol could be sensed from many meters away during broad daylight.
All Li Qing could do was smile and tell them he drank because he was happy.
Once home, Li Qing took a chair to lie in the courtyard as instructed and basked in the sun.
He really didn’t want to do it, and the smell of alcohol on him was quite unpleasant.
But given his sister-in-law’s temperament, he decided it was best to comply.
She might come to check on him later.
If she found out Li Qing hadn’t followed her advice, she might just spray him with alcohol again and make him sunbathe once more.
Li Qing took out the Black Arrow, about twenty centimeters long, from his pocket and started to examine it out of boredom.
This thing isn’t even as long as a chopstick, but it’s pretty convenient to carry.
And it turned out to be a Magic Artifact.
Just like the old Taoist said, in this world, Realm determines cognition.
There really are many mysterious things that ordinary people have no clue about.
Yin Souls, spirit possession, and all that—Li Qing had always listened to them as ghost stories.
But after becoming the warehouse manager at the Third Middle School for barely two weeks, all of it actually started happening right before his eyes.
Even now, Li Qing was still somewhat in a daze.
After recalling Li Yuanxian the Han King’s memories and confirming that the ghost was indeed dead and posed no further threat, he pocketed the Black Arrow and lay on his back to soak up the sun.
Let the storms rage and the skies thunder; he didn’t have to bother with them anymore.
A jarring ring from a phone suddenly broke the silence.
Basking in the cozy warmth of the sun, Li Qing groggily picked up his phone and answered.
"Qingzi, my hotel is opening on the 18th. Come and show your support!" Lu Zong’s voice came through the phone.
Li Qing sat up abruptly, "Lu Zong, are you opening another hotel?"
Lu Zong laughed heartily, "Yes, I’m going upscale this time. The new hotel has everything."
"Accommodation, dining, and even a gym, swimming pool, and the like—it’s very comprehensive. Before the opening, come over early and try it out for a few days, help your brother out with some feedback."
"Lu Zong is indeed a man who does big things!" Li Qing said with a laugh, "Don’t worry, I’ll definitely come!"
"Good, then you go on with whatever you’re doing; I still have a lot of calls to make!" Lu Zong said with a chuckle.
After hanging up with Lu Zong, Li Qing immediately called Brother Gong.
"Brother Gong, with such a big event as Lu Zong’s hotel opening, why didn’t you tell me?"
Their longstanding cooperation had always been in Lu Zong’s shadow.
Yet he was completely unaware of the hotel opening and had to wait for someone else to inform him.
This wasn’t right!
"Ah? I thought you knew." Brother Gong said.
Li Qing: ...
"Brother Gong, next time try to keep things together, you know? This is no good!"
Brother Gong’s response gave Li Qing a feeling of déjà vu.
It seemed like he had said something similar at some point.
But Li Qing couldn’t remember when.
Nevertheless, Brother Gong’s unreliability was real.
"No worries, Qingzi, you know now, isn’t it just the same?" Brother Gong said with a laugh.
Li Qing instantly wanted to retort with a "Go to hell!",
"I don’t feel like talking to you right now, go busy yourself." Li Qing said frustratedly and hung up.
This guy, seriously unreliable.
Just the same!
How could it be the same?
Li Qing checked the date; the 18th was in five days.
Luckily, he still had time to prepare a decent congratulatory gift.
As Li Qing was pondering what to buy, he received a message from Guan Lin.
"Qingzi, are you missing me or trying to annoy me? I’m using the bathroom."
She habitually attached a photo as well.







