The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 909: We Must Bury One!

Li Qing scraped away the yellow soil covering the charred head below and unexpectedly discovered that this fellow was not just barely breathing; by the looks of it, there were at least two or three breaths left in him.

Because he actually still had the strength to struggle.

When Li Qing reached out to lift the soil, that guy even grabbed his arm.

It’s just that the very refined suit he wore was completely ruined, shredded to ribbons, and one could clearly see the charred flesh beneath, emitting a foul smell that could only be described as that of burnt meat.

Brushing the man’s arm aside, Li Qing let out a cold chuckle and said, "Let go of your claws, eh? If you try that again, I’ll really take your life!"

The middle-aged man’s eyes, tightly shut, trembled fiercely a few times, and he let go of his hand, no longer trying to stop Li Qing.

Li Qing swiftly cleared away the yellow soil and rescued the middle-aged man from the mound of earth. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

As for the other broad-faced middle-aged man, there was no knowing where he had gone.

Li Qing circled around but didn’t see any trace of that person.

Just now, at least that man’s head had been sticking out, but the other one, not to mention a head, not even a toe could be seen.

"Odd, really strange, even if he was blown to pieces, it shouldn’t have been so complete," Li Qing muttered incredulously, looking up and around, trying to find if the person was blown into a nearby tree.

But there was nothing around either.

"Could it really have been blown to smithereens? It can’t be that terrifying!" Li Qing murmured doubtfully.

A person, even when blown to pieces in an area this size, would surely leave some trace behind.

This was a strike from lightning, not a cannon shot that might have carried him far away.

Now, with no trace at all left, it’s likely that he was directly vaporized by the explosion.

Just as Li Qing was puzzled, the middle-aged man he had dug out of the pit suddenly let out a strange cry, his finger lifting with great difficulty, and pointed towards the deep pit where he had been lying.

"What do you mean?" Li Qing asked, puzzled.

"Ugh... ah ah..." The middle-aged man’s mouth seemed to be injured, and he couldn’t speak properly, only making strange noises from his throat, crying out unintelligibly.

"What are you trying to say?" Li Qing asked, frowning.

He couldn’t guess what the man was trying to convey.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man’s smoke-reddened eyes suddenly widened with all his strength. Again, he let out an unintelligible cry, his emotions slightly agitated.

A sudden realization struck Li Qing’s heart, "Are you saying your senior brother is beneath here?"

The middle-aged man’s expression instantly relaxed, and he nodded repeatedly.

"Damn, no wonder I couldn’t see a thing. So he was buried directly, eh? That’s convenient, let’s just leave it at that. Having you is enough, I should be able to ask whatever I need to know," Li Qing said with a faint smile.

The middle-aged man’s expression became agitated again, shouting with all his might, but still, it was only an unintelligible shout, without a single intelligible syllable.

"Right, I should probably bury you too, looking at the state you’re in, you can’t even speak coherently," Li Qing shook his head and said, "I was counting on asking you some things. Almost let this damn fool delay me."

The only pair of eyes that the middle-aged man could move stiffened abruptly, and then he shook his head frantically.

Facing the real threat of being buried alive by Li Qing, this guy seemed to be scared too.

"Just wait a minute, let me figure out which one of you should be buried first," Li Qing said with some difficulty.

This guy’s mouth was in such a state, he couldn’t even ask a clear question.

Furthermore, he didn’t want to waste elixirs on this guy, so he decided to first check out what state the other one was in.

But looking at that deep pit, Li Qing’s indecision flared up again.

He didn’t want to dig another hole by hand, and after hesitating, he suddenly slammed his palm into the pit.

He hoped he could control his strength well enough not to kill the person buried deep underground with a single slap.

With a boom.

A fierce gust of wind burst forth instantly, lifting a large cloud of dust and smashing it like a tidal wave against the ground a few meters away.

The strength seemed to be well controlled, but the amount of dirt lifted was a little less, at most the equivalent of seven or eight shovelfuls.

Li Qing glanced into the pit, but still didn’t see the middle-aged man.

How deep had this bastard been buried?

He slapped down again, and as the fierce wind blew, a charred figure flew out of the earth pit along with the yellow dirt and thumped onto the ground in front.

He looked even worse than the previous middle-aged man, rigid as he fell to the ground.

As if he had already gone cold.

Li Qing walked over, turned him over, and then pressed his finger on the man’s scorched black nose to check, "Seems like there’s still a trace of breath," but it was weak, and he looked like he was about to go at any moment.

"With this, I’ve got no one to ask," Li Qing muttered discontentedly.

Both men’s conditions were simply worse than the other’s.

Given this situation, getting any information out of their mouths didn’t seem easy.

Having no choice, Li Qing reached into his pocket and took out two Revitalizing Pills, stuffing them into the mouths of the two middle-aged men.

"Whether you live or die now depends on your own luck, whoever comes back to life first, I won’t bury! It’s up to you guys to decide, if you want to die you can give up on this breath, but if you want to live, fight for it, at least make sure you can talk," Li Qing said.

The middle-aged man who had previously regained consciousness but seemed still quite out of it immediately struggled violently, his arms flailing up and down as if he were directing traffic.

To Li Qing’s surprise, the square-faced middle-aged man who seemed to be on his last breath was the first to come back to life; he coughed violently as if suffocating, hacking up a bunch of blackish yellow dirt and regaining consciousness.

Li Qing looked on with some surprise, then turned to the middle-aged man who had been dug up first and said mockingly, "You see, your luck isn’t very good. You save him, but you have to die. Well, die peacefully, I’ll leave you a whole body. If I remember later, I’ll give you some Joss Paper so you won’t lack money to spend down there."

"I...wait...wait..." the middle-aged man’s eyes bulged as he cried out urgently.

"Oh, your voice is back too? You seem to have a strong will to live, but I can’t go back on what I just said, blame it on your bad luck," Li Qing said, shaking his head.

Since I said someone’s got to be buried, definitely one will be!