The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 413 Joining in on the Fun Just Adds to the Trouble_1
Guan Lin took the initiative to ask him for a ride, which was the most direct hint imaginable.
Li Qing saw no reason to refuse and happily agreed.
After arriving in town, Li Qing bought a fifty-cent milk cake at the small shop by the school entrance, squatted by the roadside to eat it while waiting for Guan Lin to finish her evening self-study.
A black Audi car stopped not far from him.
Two young men got out of the car and carried someone down from it.
Li Qing was curious, so he couldn’t help but take a longer look.
Suddenly, his gaze shifted slightly; the person being carried was Qi Sanpin.
And at that moment, Daoist Master Shishan also got out of the passenger seat.
The group hurried into the school.
Li Qing couldn’t help but feel suspicious; why were they bringing the divinely injured Qi Sanpin to the school?
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. Li Qing quickly finished the ice cream, started his car, and rushed to the back of the school’s sports field.
After hiding his car, he quietly snuck through the broken wall of the school, heading straight to the logistics area.
His intuition told him that Daoist Master Shishan might be heading there.
But it seemed that his intuition was somewhat off.
On the old site of the logistics building, there were only a few dark sheds, and no trace of anyone.
They hadn’t come this way!
"What are they doing, bringing people to the school?" Li Qing muttered in confusion.
Just then, the sound of voices came from not far away.
"Everyone, be quiet."
Li Qing quickly crouched down and quietly focused on the source of the voices.
Several figures hurried over from the distance; it was Daoist Master Shishan and his group.
They unlocked the iron gate of the construction site and carried Qi Sanpin into one of the central sheds.
They had indeed come here.
Turns out they had walked behind Li Qing.
Unable to contain his curiosity, Li Qing hesitated for a while but still followed them.
But, they had locked the iron gate cautiously.
Li Qing looked around; the entire logistics site, including half of the sports field, was enclosed by an iron fence.
The iron fence was over two meters tall and closely welded; it wasn’t easy to climb over.
After inspecting for a while and finding no other way in, Li Qing quietly slipped to the experimental building downstairs.
There was an equipment room there, normally filled with various items like ladders and brooms.
This was an advantage of having worked in logistics.
Li Qing grabbed a ladder, brazenly walked to the edge of the construction site,
and, under the cover of darkness, climbed over the fence.
After successfully entering the construction site, Li Qing tip-toed and approached the central shed quietly.
They hadn’t turned on the lights inside but had lit candles instead.
"Listen carefully. No matter what you hear or see later, no talking is allowed, and if you want to cough, hold it in! When I say ’open the coffin,’ you open the coffin immediately and then put Qi Sanpin inside."
It was Daoist Master Shishan’s voice.
His voice, husky like a drake’s, was easy to distinguish.
Li Qing quietly moved to the side and used his car key to drill a small hole in the shed to peek inside.
In the center of the shed, there was a black coffin shockingly placed.
Around the coffin, an uneven number of candles were arranged, and incense was inserted as if for some ritual.
What on earth were they doing?
Li Qing felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.
At that moment, Daoist Master Shishan, holding a Peach Wood Sword, suddenly started walking around the candles.
His pace was swift, now east, now west, now forward, now spinning in place.
In short, he almost made Li Qing dizzy with his movements.
And what was even more astonishing was that despite his rapid pace, the wicks of the candles remained completely still.
This discovery quietly sent a chill down Li Qing’s spine.
Damn it, this place is definitely cursed.
This Taoist Priest from the Stone Mountain is also cursed!
As his pace quickened, the temperature around him dropped almost instantly. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂
The sensation was very real.
Although the weather had been somewhat muggy, suddenly it felt as if he had plunged into a water well several dozen meters deep, cold to the bone.
Li Qing clearly saw strands of black mist rising from the ground, winding around the black coffin.
"No, I can’t stay here any longer."
Li Qing’s thoughts were clear, and he really intended to leave, but his body seemed to be frozen in place.
No matter how hard he tried inwardly, his body refused to move an inch.
This discovery made Li Qing’s soul panic.
Fuck this shit, what’s going on?
Indeed, I should have stayed away from other people’s business.
And at this moment, he had an even stranger feeling.
The coffin seemed to have an irresistibly strong attraction to him, making him involuntarily drift towards it.
Li Qing forcibly suppressed this terrifying sensation, controlling his body to slowly shuffle a step outward.
Just then, as he moved, the black mist entwined around the coffin also whipped violently.
Clenching his teeth, Li Qing mustered all his strength and finally managed to shuffle another step outward.
The dense black fog around the coffin, now so thick it nearly obscured the coffin, drifted outward as well.
But Li Qing was unaware of this.
At that moment, he had only one thought in mind.
Hurry up and leave this damned place.
He swore he’d never get involved in this kind of chaos again.
After gasping for breath a few times, he bit his tongue, and using the sharp pain, he shimmied two more steps away.
These short two steps felt like an insurmountable chasm to Li Qing at this time.
Only he knew how difficult it was for him to take these two steps.
The damnable Stone Mountain rogue must have done something; there was definitely something eerie about this.
After resting for a while, Li Qing did the same thing again, biting his tongue and, with the pain, shuffled two more steps outward.
And in that instant, the pressure that felt as heavy as Mt. Tai suddenly vanished.
Li Qing’s movements regained their fluidity.
He quickly got up and rushed towards the fence.
Positioning the ladder, he climbed over the guardrail, grabbed the ladder, and scrambled down.
The entire sequence of actions was smooth and flowing, like clouds gliding through the sky.
Under the intense stimulation of fear, he unleashed a tremendous potential for scaling walls.
Just as he was getting out, a wisp of black mist whooshed into his body and disappeared through his third eye.
The instant Li Qing thought he had escaped, joy blossoming, he froze in place, his eyes suddenly bulging.
God damn it, Li Yuanxian... not again!
Li Qing distinctly felt that familiar presence, as well as a tide of chaotic memories suddenly flooding in.
But just as Li Qing was scared to death, on the verge of collapsing,
he suddenly discovered that he seemed to be all right.
And a sudden burst of clarity illuminated his heart...
At this moment in the work shed, the Taoist Priest from the Stone Mountain finally stopped his magical pacing and abruptly opened his eyes to shout,
"Open the coffin, quick!"
"Wait, what’s going on? Why don’t I feel the presence of the Yin Soul?"
"Priest, are you talking about the black mist? It ran... it ran away!"
