The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 437 Settling Accounts After Autumn_1
Qi Mengru drove Li Qing, Han Mei, and Wu Xingxing straight back to the village.
The ride didn’t involve the confrontational scenes Li Qing had been worried about.
Han Mei even took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Qi Mengru, and Wu Xingxing joined in later.
The three women actually got along quite well.
Li Qing played dead the whole time.
He wisely refrained from saying anything unnecessary.
He had some experience by now, knew that opening his mouth at times like this was akin to courting death.
Upon safely returning to the village, Qi Mengru was practically dragged by Han Mei and Wu Xingxing to stay for a day.
Unable to resist Han Mei’s enthusiasm, Qi Mengru half-heartedly agreed.
But Li Qing’s mood wasn’t so great.
The night was destined to be anything but peaceful.
Not long after Li Qing and the others had left, a luxury car pulled up in front of Qi Guoyuan’s villa.
Three men and a woman got out of the car.
"Big brother!"
A middle-aged man with a striking resemblance to Qi Guoyuan rushed over and hugged him, crying out in pain.
He looked around at the villa, which had been struck by lightning and was in ruins, and at the clan members scattered on the ground, and he let out a heartrending cry, "I beg you, distinguished immortals, save us!"
Of the four who had gotten out of the car, besides the driver, the remaining man and woman had an extraordinary air about them, suggesting they were no ordinary individuals.
"Senior brother, this looks like lightning damage, but a Thunder Talisman shouldn’t have this much power, should it?" the young woman said.
The young man, fashionably dressed, squatted on the ground to examine the scene for a moment and said, "That depends on who drew the Thunder Talisman. If it was the master’s handiwork, then this level of power is certainly possible."
"I implore you, immortal masters, save us!" the middle-aged man holding Qi Guoyuan pleaded again.
Only then did the young man with light yellow permed hair approach.
He checked Qi Guoyuan’s pulse and immediately furrowed his brow.
Seemingly struggling to come to a conclusion, he took out incense from his bag, lit it, and placed it under Qi Guoyuan’s nose.
"The divine soul is not whole; it seems a Magic Artifact has injured the soul!" the young man declared.
"Mr. Jiahua, please move the patients to a quiet room. I’ll attempt to recover their scattered divine souls."
Qi Jiahua quickly did as instructed.
One by one, he moved people like Qi Guoyuan into the villa and laid them on beds.
"Immortal master, this must be the work of that villain Li Qing!" Qi Jiahua said angrily, "Last time, he used the same trick to extort a full eight million from my brother, and now he dares to do it again!" 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
"This ruthless, despicable fiend, I only regret that I have no way to deal with such a villain myself!"
"How much? Eight million?" The young woman’s eyes widened as if she were looking at bronze bells.
"Senior brother, that’s some easy money."
"Last time it was eight million, this time he’s probably going to want around eight or nine million too."
"Senior brother, let’s take him down. Villains who lose all humanity like him deserve to be executed by everyone!"
The blonde young man glanced at the young woman and said indifferently, "Don’t jump to conclusions without understanding the situation. First, let’s find out which sect this Li Qing belongs to; we don’t want to provoke those we shouldn’t and cause trouble for our sect."
"Oh..." The young woman pursed her plump lips and nodded.
"Mr. Jiahua, are you saying that after he did this last time, he brought the people back to life?" the blonde young man asked Qi Jiahua again.
Qi Jiahua nodded, "I took a hit too, and when I woke up, I didn’t feel much else, just that my memory is noticeably worse than before. I forget things almost instantly."
"Injuring the Divine Soul is a minor issue. Had it been more serious, you might have become immediately demented!" the young man with yellow hair said.
"Let’s first investigate this Li Qing’s identity. If he truly is a vile and unforgivable character, our sect won’t sit idly by. We will ensure that Mr. Jiahua gets justice."
Qi Jiahua immediately responded indignantly, "That Li Qing is nothing but a rascal and a scoundrel, he doesn’t have any background at all."
The young man with yellow hair gave a faint smile, "Mr. Jiahua, we have our principles in handling matters."
"Listening to what you just said, the Magic Artifact in his possession might be something special, probably related to soul-binding. I guess I won’t need to set up a formation to seek souls anymore. Arrange for someone to take care of them, they won’t be in trouble for a short time."
Qi Jiahua seethed inwardly but dared not offend the two young men in front of him, so he nodded in agreement.
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Qi Mengru gradually felt like a fish in water around the village.
In just half a day, she followed Han Mei wandering in the mountains, went to the vegetable garden, and even did activities like fishing in the river and picking wild vegetables.
She also wandered around Tian Yue’e’s construction site and visited Yu Lan’s home.
Li Qing followed the entire time, but he was like a shadow.
Several attempts to speak up were interrupted by Han Mei, so Li Qing resigned himself to silence.
If it wasn’t his turn to speak or work, then following was all he needed to do.
At night, Han Mei prepared a lavish dinner at Li Qing’s house to host Qi Mengru.
The barbecue stall had been closed for the past two days, so it was even more natural to remain closed today.
After dinner, Qi Mengru was arranged by Han Mei to stay at Yu Lan’s place.
Once everything was settled, Han Mei walked into Li Qing’s room while applying hand cream.
After sitting down on the edge of the bed with her plump and upturned buttocks, Han Mei reached over and gave a fierce pinch to Li Qing’s waist.
"Hiss... Ah!"
Li Qing nearly passed out from the pain.
"Sister-in-law, your hand is too heavy," he said.
Han Mei snorted lightly, "Your hand was light enough, bringing back another one without a sound."
"Look at your yard now, how many rooms do you have to accommodate so many women?"
"Sister-in-law, my bed is big," Li Qing said with a sycophantic smile.
"Big bed?" Han Mei’s eyes immediately widened, "Little rascal, are you still mouthing off at me?"
"No, no, no," Li Qing hurriedly spoke, "some things, I sometimes can’t control..."
"Can’t control? Is it this you can’t control?" Suddenly, Han Mei reached out and grabbed Li Qing’s vital spot, "If I were to give you a snip, you’d probably settle down."
"Sister-in-law, be gentle, be gentle, it’ll come off!" Li Qing quickly exclaimed.
"Sister-in-law, sometimes I really wonder if it’s fate. That old Taoist said I’m a stone resembling Jia Baoyu, destined to have good fortune with women. Now I feel it’s true... well... it’s just... indescribable."
"Come on, find one, if you can find a reason to convince me today, I’ll let you off the hook," Han Mei glared at Li Qing, tightening her grip slightly on Li Qing’s lifeline.
But moments later, she blushed, "Just by grabbing it like this, it can rise?"
Li Qing smiled sheepishly, "It’s because sister-in-law is too tempting."
Of course, he did it on purpose.
He had been fantasizing about Han Mei bending over with her jeans half down, and that was certainly enough to get a reaction.
