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."

My Little Sister's Farming Live Stream Went Viral on the Internet

The weather suddenly shifted from clear to overcast, casting a dim light within the room. No one immediately noticed the abrupt change in Fu Ming's expression. 


The ghostly child hovering outside the terrace innocently waved a lollipop at Fu Ming, its eerie laughter piercing through the silence: "Daddy, have some candy..."


Huang Xikong, not far from the ghost, heard its muddled call and displayed a contemplative expression. 


So... this ghost mistook Fu Ming for its father?


He couldn't help but recall the near-death encounter with the ghost's real father, Ren Wenzhou. 


Merely scaring him seemed too lenient for such a bastard. 


No matter how he thought about it, he felt a bit unsatisfied! 


Huang Xikong glanced at Fu Ming, who was frantically shoving the cards away, a mocking smile curling his lips. 


Suddenly, the lights in the room flickered on, reflecting Fu Ming's terrified and frantic face in the glass. 


The Untamed Malevolence