The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 677: Invisible Entry_1

Zi Ling actually felt indifferent toward those things.

But today, after being drenched in Li Qing’s wet kisses and fondled for good measure, it was as if the genetic lock within her had been released.

Suddenly, she found herself quite curious about such matters.

Once back in her own room, and driven by that strange sensation, she felt as if her insides were being scratched by a cat. She then asked her best friend for some more artistic and subtle movies to watch.

However, after watching, she found herself unable to put the brakes on her body and mind, which is how she ended up forgetting to send the curse words to Li Qing.

But to her surprise, such an embarrassing situation was discovered by Li Qing.

Staring at her chat history with Li Qing, Zi Ling truly wanted to evaporate on the spot.

How come almost all the few embarrassing things that happened to her were discovered by that bastard?

"Xiao Xue, I’m screwed. I accidentally included a screenshot of the movie in the chat, and that stinky rogue saw it, what should I do?" a deeply frustrated Zi Ling messaged her best friend, seeking comfort.

"Then you might as well take this chance to discuss the technique with him!" Xiao Xue’s reply came back, accompanied by a series of teasing smileys.

"I don’t want to, he’s a heartless radish, he has as many women as the emperor’s harem..." Zi Ling pouted in her response.

"A man like that must be skilled."

...

While Zi Ling was chatting with her girlfriend to relieve the frustration in her heart, Li Qing was experimenting with the Invisibility Talisman.

He chanted the incantations, and he had the talisman in hand.

But... how could he know whether he was invisible now or not?

To verify, Li Qing turned his attention to the taxis that passed by on the street from time to time.

He’d try to hail a cab. If the driver could see him, it would be obvious that it hadn’t worked.

He tried hailing several taxis in a row, but no car stopped. It seemed like he had succeeded.

Still, Li Qing was not entirely reassured, so he walked ahead and happened upon a taxi parked by the curbside.

He went up and knocked on the car window.

A middle-aged man who looked to be about fifty was playing with his phone inside the taxi. Hearing the noise, he turned his head to look.

He then looked down suspiciously and started searching for something.

Seeing his reaction, Li Qing assumed he hadn’t been seen, and decided it was safe to go find Yu Baishuo.

He didn’t continue to knock on the window, not wanting to unduly frighten the driver.

But just at that moment, the driver suddenly opened the car door and stepped out, with a Money Sword in his left hand and a stack of joss paper in his right.

He expertly squatted down on the curb, lit the joss paper, and chanted under his breath, "Take it and leave quickly. It’s tough for all of us. I don’t have anything else to give you, and you won’t gain anything from me either, so please go."

Li Qing watched the scene, the corner of his mouth twitching.

It was clear that the driver must often encounter such things; look at how practiced he was, it had almost become a routine for him.

Li Qing didn’t linger and headed toward Yu Baishuo’s warehouse.

The front door on the first floor was firmly shut, but windows on the upper floor looked accessible.

Li Qing looked around and, like a nimble monkey, climbed up the wall with his bare hands.

Although he was only at the initial stage of Qi Cultivation and couldn’t beat Zi Ling, such a wall still couldn’t stop him.

Having smoothly reached the second floor, Li Qing quietly pushed open the window and climbed in.

Inside, the faint sound of a television was audible; Yu Baishuo seemed to be watching a movie.

Li Qing stepped lightly, slowly making his way to the living room.

Strangely though, Yu Baishuo was not in the living room; only a drama movie was playing on the TV, lively and intense.

Li Qing tiptoed into the bedroom.

A few pairs of stockings were laid out neatly on the bed; it seemed like Yu Baishuo was planning to use them and had set them aside for selection.

But there was no one there either.

Having checked all the rooms without finding a soul, Li Qing finally turned his attention to the tightly shut bathroom.

Yet strangely, there were no sounds from the bathroom either, nothing to suggest the presence of anyone inside.

No one was there?

Li Qing was somewhat confused.

Where had Yu Baishuo gone in the middle of the night?

After about seven or eight minutes of sitting in the living room, footsteps suddenly sounded from outside the door.

Shortly thereafter, the front door opened, and Yu Baishuo walked in holding a bag in her hand.

Naturally, she didn’t see Li Qing, who was cloaked by an Invisibility Talisman; she went straight to the coffee table, rubbing her hands together as she opened the bag she brought.

As winter approached and the temperature plummeted late into the night, she, clad only in a pair of shark pants and a thin hoodie, seemed to be freezing.

She pulled out one item after another from her bag.

And, to her surprise, it was a pile of clothes, in all sorts of styles.

Student, teacher, sailor, lolita...

"Which one should I wear? I don’t even know what style he likes. Nevermind, I’ll go for the student look. Men like them young," Yu Baishuo muttered to herself, picking up the blue and white student outfit and heading into the bathroom.

Li Qing couldn’t help but smile; actually, he thought the outfit she was already wearing suited her better.

The shark pants that contoured her body curves perfectly, paired with the somewhat innocent white hoodie, were truly captivating.

So prim on the top, yet one could make out the shape of her buttocks below; this combination of purity and allure was even nicer than the student outfit.

It seemed that Yu Baishuo thought that the stockings she had would not produce the effect she wanted, and that’s why she went out to buy them on a special trip.

In the late-night streets, most other shops had already closed early, but these 24-hour unmanned stores were still frequented by customers, doing business specifically at this late hour.

Li Qing stood up, shifting his feet, and slowly moved closer to the bathroom.

The sound of water splashing came from inside, and the wisps of steam cast a reflection on the bathroom’s frosted glass.

Li Qing stealthily disarmed his protections and gently turned the doorknob.

Slowly, very slowly, he opened the door just wide enough to squeeze through, with utmost caution.

He didn’t dare to open it too wide, for fear of drawing Yu Baishuo’s attention.

Under the steaming curtain of water, Yu Baishuo, with her fair neck, closed her eyes and let the water shower down from above.

The soft flow brushed over her fair skin, carrying the lather of the shower gel into every nook of her body.

Li Qing didn’t rush to do anything; he sat quietly on the toilet outside, admiring the graceful and beautiful figure behind that pane of transparent glass.

After a long absence, Yu Baishuo’s figure seemed even more dazzling.

Li Qing still remembered that once at the movie theater, Yu Baishuo was explaining the types of pecs to him while snacking.

He had to admit, of the many shapes, Li Qing really preferred Yu Baishuo’s the most.

Firm and perky, lovely to look at, and the touch, amazing—an elasticity far superior to other shapes.