The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 855: The Successfully Pinched Streamer

Chapter 855: Chapter 855: The Successfully Pinched Streamer

The matter casually mentioned by Shangguan Yu was indeed one that needed to be treated with caution.

If someone really got hexed or something here, it would be a huge loss.

However, Li Qing was not opposed to Qin Wenjun’s idea; in fact, it was a very worthy idea to try. The only problem was that it was necessary to solve the potential issues of Burning Man Valley, such as how to ensure that one wouldn’t get hurt while experiencing these strange and enigmatic events.

For the time being, Li Qing hadn’t figured it out, but he planned to ask someone who really knew their stuff tomorrow.

Whether it was his sect, Nine Truth Palace, or people like Hong Fang Zhenren, they were all very knowledgeable about these things and would definitely have corresponding solutions. If this could be handled well, Burning Man Valley might one day become the quintessential calling card of Sanhe Village.

The crimson red of the Danxia landform, the stories passed down from mouth to mouth, and those mysterious events that one could feel so vividly... all of it was clouded in mystery and boundless speculation—it was a truly unique experience.

The car stopped at the entrance of the village, where the barbecue stall was bustling with people. The dancers sent by Lü Zong were performing energetically, and with explosive music and frenzied twisting of waists and hips, the atmosphere was incredibly heated.

Cheers, applause, and the sounds of drinking games rose and fell in waves.

If you were someone who liked quiet, you definitely wouldn’t enjoy this scene.

But if you loved lively atmospheres, you’d probably be overjoyed with this one.

In the crowd, Li Qing suddenly noticed a few very special figures. They were squatting outside the wooden fence of the barbecue stall, holding selfie sticks up high, live streaming the scene at the stall.

Seeing this, Li Qing couldn’t help but laugh. He didn’t expect that Brother Hu and those bastards would actually keep their word.

He got out of the car and walked over, peeked into the live stream, and asked with a smile, "Your popularity is actually quite high, isn’t it?"

"Bro... you you you, you’re here?" Brother Hu shuddered at the sight of Li Qing.

Li Qing almost scared him into having a psychological shadow.

If it hadn’t been for Li Qing revealing his special identity the day before, he definitely wouldn’t have come tonight.

Only a moron would actually come and do this kind of thing.

But after seeing Li Qing’s hidden identity, Brother Hu chickened out and didn’t dare not to come.

He was afraid that if Li Qing didn’t see them live streaming here today, not only would he make things difficult for them, but he might actually bury them alive.

A barbecue shop owner with a special identity who occasionally played tricks like burying people alive? How could that not send chills down people’s spines? He couldn’t outplay Li Qing, whether in the open or in secret—how could he not come?

In Brother Hu’s mind, Li Qing was not just some barbecue shop owner; he was a palace master!

"What’s up with these comments?" Li Qing pointed at the phone screen and inquired.

Brother Hu immediately became anxious, "Bro, I really can’t help it. Some of my viewers are here to see cultivators, and some are here to see... see if you have a sister-in-law, right?"

"You could say that," Li Qing replied casually.

At that moment, in Brother Hu’s live stream, nearly eighty percent of the comments scrolling by were asking about the cultivators and Jing Yan and the others.

The rest were obsessing over the dancers with their gracefully undulating and enchanting bellies.

"You aren’t intentionally steering the conversation in those two directions, are you?" Li Qing asked with a disapproving look at Brother Hu.

The topic of cultivators was naturally taboo, and Li Qing did not want Jing Yan and the others to become the butt of jokes in Brother Hu’s live streams, exposed for all to see.

Brother Hu immediately shook his head like a rattle drum, "Bro, I swear there’s no such thing. It was an accident last night—it just got filmed, and some sharp-eyed viewers spotted it. I truly didn’t plan anything like that for today, bro, cross my heart."

"I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt for now, but if I find out you’ve been playing tricks on me, you’re dead meat!" Li Qing said in a stern voice, "Just focus on your streaming. If you actually make something of it and achieve some results, I’ll pay you a wage."

Brother Hu’s face was plastered with a sycophantic smile as he nodded repeatedly, "You can count on me, bro. I’ll give it my all to hype up our Sanhe Village, and make sure your barbecue stall is bustling with customers and packed with crowds every day."

"Don’t be so quick to make big promises. If you can’t deliver, just be prepared to settle down here, or even be buried here for good." Li Qing said with a cold laugh, thinking he could surely handle the old rascal.

If Brother Hu hadn’t shown up today, Li Qing might not have even remembered this incident since it could be considered in the past.

But since he did show up, all of Li Qing’s irks and irritations instantly resurfaced in his mind.

"Bro, I’ll give it everything I’ve got, everything I’ve got!" Brother Hu grinned obsequiously, nodding continuously.

Although he was cursing inside, he didn’t dare show even a hint of disrespect on his face.

Who would’ve thought that the motherfucking owner of a barbecue stall hidden in the village actually had a hidden identity, a rather high one at that.

So high that messing with him was like squishing a lump of mud, easy to mold however he pleased.

If he wanted to squeeze it round, he’d make it round; if he wanted square, he’d make it square. If he was displeased, he could just as well return it to dust, to the earth with one stomp.

"Alright, I’ll trust you this time." Li Qing lifted his hand and patted Brother Hu’s broad shoulder with a smack before walking into the barbecue stall.

Watching Li Qing walk away, Brother Hu let out a long sigh like a deflated ball. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Damn it, what a tough life. Why did I have to cross paths with such a jinx!" Brother Hu muttered under his breath.

And at that moment, several messages suddenly popped up in his live chat.

"Brother Hu, are you being held hostage? I thought I overheard someone threatening you just now."

"I think I heard it too. They were talking about burying Brother Hu somewhere or something, and Brother Hu acted like a total lapdog, continuously agreeing."

"I heard it too..."

"Brother Hu, you’re not really being kidnapped, are you?"

"Do you need me to call the cops for you, bro?"

"Here’s what you do: if you’re being coerced, switch the camera angle to show yourself."

As Brother Hu, who was just about to switch the camera angle to explain, saw this message, he immediately retracted his finger.

This couldn’t be done.

He could only say directly, "Guys, you heard wrong. I’m not being coerced, that was just my boss’s voice. He was giving me a few simple reminders just now, please don’t misunderstand."

"Brother Hu, you have a boss? How come I’ve never heard about this before? Weren’t you always working solo?"

"Yeah, I also recall Brother Hu seemed to be flying solo, and now suddenly there’s a boss?"

Faced with a constant stream of questioning in the chat, Brother Hu wiped the sweat from his forehead and hurriedly explained, "Well, it’s like this, working solo doesn’t make money, so now I’m taking some gigs live streaming food reviews, just scraping by. Brothers and sisters, handsome dudes and beautiful ladies, wealthy sponsors and aunties, if you have time, why not come by and take a look?"