Xia Zhihuai was a top-tier star who rose to fame at a young age. However, after his group disbanded, he encountered a series of unexpected accidents, facing a streak of bad luck.

One day, the police asked him to claim a three-and-a-half-year-old runaway child who claimed to be his younger sister. When they first met, the little one had a serious expression and solemnly told him that he was about to face a big wave of bad luck. Xia Zhihuai rolled his eyes in disbelief, thinking, "Who would believe such nonsense?"

However, a few days later, Xia Zhihuai lost all his resources and completely faded from the spotlight. In pain and frustration, he resolutely went back to hold onto little Wanwan's short legs, begging, "Boss, help me." But Wanwan replied, "Helping for you is impossible. Brother, you'd better come back home and farm with me."

Since returning to his hometown and starting farming, Xia Zhihuai felt that his previous self was a fool. Why struggle when living a leisurely life as a slacker? Every day, he enjoyed the spiritual fruits and vegetables, witnessed his cute little sister's full of enthusiasm, and also live-streamed the daily life of farming in the countryside. Watching various top-tier figures from different realms paying big money for his family's produce, Xia Zhihuai's life became more and more comfortable.

On the other hand, seeing her brother becoming more plump, Wanwan fell into contemplation. "Why are other people's brothers so outstanding while my brother is a lazy bone?" So every day, Wanwan asked, "Fellow immortals, how can I motivate my brother to strive for progress? Waiting online, quite urgent."

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Huang Xikong held a Yin Gathering Talisman and quickly absorbed the surrounding Yin energy, feeling satisfied and restoring his appearance to its original state. 


When he had a moment, he replied, “It wasn’t me. That Taoist used a Thunder Talisman to strike several blood corpses.”


Huang Xikong couldn’t help but feel that her “sigh” was too melodramatic and filled with mockery. However, he had no evidence.


“That big monk and the Taoist entered the room at the end of the 19th-floor corridor. Just now, there was a woman’s scream from that room, but I always felt that the room was dangerous.”


Huang Xikong hesitated whether he should go in or not.


Wanwan was somewhat surprised. Huang Xikong was a thousand-year-old ghost, and there weren’t many things that made him feel danger and trepidation.


“If you feel it’s dangerous and don’t want to go in, then come back.”


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