The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 883: Potato Murder?

Li Qing suddenly felt like he was back in school, being lectured incessantly by Guan Lin.

You’re not unintelligent, you’re not incapable of learning, you’re just too lazy.

Regarding this issue, Li Qing felt that he could actually argue a bit.

There’s just too much to do every day.

Busy during the day, busy at night, now normally things go on till the early hours of the morning.

He really had little time to engage in cultivation like he had during the past sixteen days.

But he would absolutely never admit that a woman was the stumbling block on his path of cultivation.

Not only would he not say it, but he also wouldn’t move that stumbling block away.

Since Jing Yan had said so, from now on he might as well try to cultivate next to that stumbling block.

Issues are static, but people are dynamic, there’s always a way to think of a solution, right?

"Husband, why don’t you continue hiding for a couple more days?" Jing Yan suddenly pursed her lips and chuckled lightly.

Li Qing looked at Jing Yan with some suspicion, "Is there something else?"

"Did husband forget something?" Jing Yan asked with a grin.

This question baffled Li Qing completely. He thought for a long time but still couldn’t come up with a reason, shaking his head in slight confusion.

"Zi Ling has been openly mumbling these days, saying that you were so anxious to deal with her that you just went into seclusion without a word. Oh, right, she also mentioned something about transferring her affections, not hanging herself on your crooked tree anymore." Jing Yan said with a laugh.

"Oh my, my poor brain..." Li Qing slapped his forehead, a bit bemused, saying, "I completely forgot about it, I had a lot on my plate that day, I was preoccupied with other things and truly didn’t think of this."

"Anyway, I see that the girl has been quite resentful these few days, probably even more than Burning Man Valley." Jing Yan said with a light laugh.

Li Qing, a bit bemused, scratched his head, "Perfect, I just happen to need to go out for a bit, I’ll take her with me and try to diffuse some of her resentment. Yan’er, when you have time, keep an eye on Burning Man Valley. Although there shouldn’t be any issues now, we still need to be cautious."

Jing Yan nodded, "I just heard the husband make a phone call on the roof, has another restricted area appeared?"

"It’s not clear yet, Wang Baichuan didn’t say on the phone, we’ll know once we go there." Li Qing said.

"How about I accompany you, husband? Zi Ling might not be able to handle a formidable opponent on her own," Jing Yan suggested.

Li Qing thought for a moment then said, "Let’s go and see first, if the opponent is too strong, I’ll call you. If it’s just a minor issue, you don’t need to show yourself, just maintain the home front."

"That’s fine, be careful in everything, husband," Jing Yan said with a nod.

Although the matter with the Underground Palace had been temporarily suppressed by the strong intervention of the Nine Truth Palace and the Ninth Bureau,

Jing Yan’s identity was still quite sensitive, and she was aware of this fact.

"Like this, I’ll go and tell Zi Ling, husband. If you try to phone now, she probably won’t pick up," Jing Yan said, unable to suppress a chuckle as she saw Li Qing getting ready to call Zi Ling.

She wasn’t laughing at Li Qing but found it rather amusing that Zi Ling had harbored such great resentment over this issue.

Just like a little kid.

"Was her temper this big this time?" Li Qing said with a laugh and tears.

"Although I can’t understand, since husband had already agreed, and it didn’t count, I think it’s reasonable to be angry," Jing Yan said with a smile.

Li Qing nodded in agreement, standing someone up like that wasn’t really nice, getting angry was justified.

Sounds of car horns came from outside; Jing Yan looked outside and said with a light smile, "You go ahead, husband, and wait for me at the village entrance. I’ll go find Zi Ling; she’s setting up her house in Burning Man Valley today."

"Setting up a house?" Li Qing asked, somewhat puzzled.

He had just been in seclusion for half a month, and it felt like a lot had changed.

Jing Yan nodded and said, "The wooden cabins at the Burning Man Valley campsite have been erected, and these days they are being furnished. Zi Ling and I have chosen a house there to often stay in. It seems that this restricted area of Burning Man Valley has a deeper legacy than I envisioned. Not to mention other things, at this rate, the concentration of spiritual energy should reach about three times that outside."

"This progress is really fast, it’s just half a month," Li Qing couldn’t help but remark, "Remember to get a big bed; otherwise, we won’t have enough room to toss and turn!"

A touch of faint shyness appeared stealthily on Jing Yan’s cool face, and she gently pushed Li Qing, saying, "Go ahead, husband, don’t make people anxious. Everything has already been arranged; the bed will definitely be big."

Li Qing laughed, took the opportunity to get a little cheeky, and then walked out of the house.

Outside the courtyard, Wang Baichuan was standing next to a black sedan that looked as though it had just come from a battlefield.

Li Qing walked around the car and frowned, "What happened to your car? I can’t imagine what kind of accident could make your car end up like this. Was it smashed by a rock falling from the sky?"

The car, which presumably could have been worth about seventeen to eighteen thousand, was covered in pits of various sizes.

The large ones were about the size of fists, and the small ones were also fist-sized.

There’s no hail in this weather, otherwise it would be somewhat understandable.

Li Qing truly couldn’t imagine what else could have caused this kind of damage to the car.

"Qingzi, why don’t you take a guess? Guess right, and I’ll give you this car!" Wang Baichuan said with a pained smile.

"No thanks, I don’t want it," Li Qing waved his hands and knocked on the car’s hood, "You’re giving a car to someone who doesn’t even have a driver’s license, aren’t you harming me? This car of yours doesn’t look that fragile, how did it end up like this?"

Wang Baichuan shook his head sorrowfully, "You might not believe it if I told you, but I was attacked by potatoes! If I hadn’t hidden inside the car in time, those vegetables we eat often would have disassembled my bones. I’ve lived so long; this is the first time I’ve seen something like this."

"Wait a minute, what did you just say hit you?" Li Qing asked in astonishment.

This thing he’s saying sounds incredibly bizarre!

"You heard right, potatoes, just the usual ones we eat," Wang Baichuan said, "Let’s not investigate further; get in the car first, and you’ll understand what’s going on once we get there."

"You better explain now; I’m really curious!" Li Qing said.

Potatoes that smashed the car into this mess, who would believe such a thing?

As a cultivator, his tolerance level had become quite high.

But, he truly couldn’t imagine how a vegetable could come to life and attack people.

"Today, while it was still light, the Ninth Bureau suddenly received a call, a villager from Five Springs Village reported that his potatoes were murdering people. The operator at first thought ’potatoes’ was someone’s name. It turns out it was real potatoes," Wang Baichuan said, somewhat amused.

"The operator thought someone was playing a prank and was about to scold when suddenly, screams came from the other end, and the caller hysterically shouted that the potatoes really were killing people."