Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

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—What's going on here? So many gifts, so many big shots.

— Drawn in by the gifts, my goodness, who is so generous as to give gifts like they're free?

—The top two on the leaderboard are fighting.

—Wow, now that I see the streamer clearly, I finally understand why the top two on the leaderboard are fighting.

—Such an authoritative face. Have the viewers in this live stream been eating this well all this time?

—The Miao people are so beautiful, I like them.

A lot of people flooded into the live stream, either following or sending gifts. Chixing couldn't thank them all, so Xie Changyang and his sister came over to talk to them.

The barrage is boiling again:

—What's going on? Why are these two so good-looking?

—What kind of place is this? What kind of feng shui is so good for people? How come there are so many beautiful women here?

—How many more surprises do you have that I don't know about?

—Can I really choose local specialties? I want these three.

—Sisters are scary, unlike me, I only want older sisters.

Xie Changyue looked a little embarrassed, her pretty cheeks flushed red, but she still said:

"No, we don't sell people. We sell mountain products and Miao specialties here."

Xie Changyang gently pushed his sister out of the camera's view and said, "Everyone, stop joking around. You're choosing from the yellow bikes."

The live stream was bustling with activity as Akahoshi read out the comments and spoke to the viewers.

The malevolent gaze lingered in the distance, and it was obvious who it was without even guessing.

"Didn't you say you were going to call someone? Where is he?" Ou Susu tugged at Ou Ming's clothes, speaking softly.

Ou Ming looked impatient, feeling that his clothes had been dirtied. These were new clothes that he had specially asked his mother to make for his live broadcast, and he couldn't let them get dirty.

"Get out of here! Who are you looking for? The number of viewers for the live stream has increased. Haven't you seen how many people like Akahoshi? If we get rid of him, who will make money for our village?"

Ou Ming patted his sleeves, his mind replaying what his father had said the night before.

"If you dare to harm anyone, I won't call the police; I'll personally eliminate you."

That was the first time Ou Ming had heard such chilling words from his father, and he was so frightened that he couldn't sleep all night.

The old man didn't mention Red Star, but Ou Ming knew he was talking about Red Star; he knew about Ou Ming's plan.

If he really disobeys and harms Akahoshi, his father will definitely kill him himself.

Ou Ming dared not gamble. He knew that from childhood to adulthood, Chi Xing held a more important place in his father's heart than he did.

He had planned to take action later when he had the chance, but his mother came to find him secretly.

The village chief agreed to let him do a live stream together, on the condition that he behaved well and didn't argue with anyone.

Thus, Ou Ming temporarily abandoned his idea of ​​harming Chi Xing.

He was going to come and learn from them that day, so that when Akahoshi came down, he could go up and do a live stream.

Ou Ming believes he is also very good-looking and will definitely gain many fans.

He practiced his smile in a small mirror, wanting to make a good impression on the audience, unaware that Ou Susu next to him was trembling with anger, her head bowed.

"You're just going to give up like this? Don't forget, he stole your priesthood."

Ou Ming frowned, and Ou Susu continued:

“If it weren’t for him, your father wouldn’t have disliked you since you were a child. Omin, if you were a priest, you would be the one standing there receiving countless gifts.”

The two spoke softly, and because the live stream was quite loud, no one could hear their conversation.

Ou Ming's smile grew increasingly stiff; he hated it when people said he was inferior to Chi Xing.

They are all the same kind of people. Just because Akahoshi was born at a good time, his father raised him. Why?

Seeing that it was working, Ou Susu softened her tone: "I feel sorry for you. He's just a stumbling block for you. What will you do if you don't get rid of him?"

"Ou Ming? Where did Ou Ming go?"

The woman raised her voice, and someone who heard her shouted, "Here! Your son is over there!"

"Ou Ming?" A middle-aged woman dressed as a married woman walked over. When she saw Ou Susu, her expression darkened slightly. She grabbed Ou Ming's arm and pulled him away.

Ou Ming stumbled as he was pulled along, forced to follow: "Mother, Mother, what are you doing? My new clothes."

Aunt Wang pulled Ou Ming around the corner of the house, raised her hand and slapped him on the head, muttering under her breath:

"You little brat, how did I give birth to such a thing as you? You're being led by the nose. Are you trying to drive your father and me crazy?"

Confused, Ou Ming clutched his aching head and asked, "Mother, what did you say?"

"What did I say? Huh? How did your father and I raise you? Don't mess with Akahoshi, do you really want to die!"

Aunt Wang raised her hand and pinched his ear hard, then dragged him home.

"Oh no, I haven't started my live stream yet, Mom, I want to start my live stream."

Aunt Wang: "What a load of crap! Go back and let your dad strangle you, you useless piece of trash."

"mother--"

250 followed, and as soon as they entered the courtyard, Ou Ming was forced to kneel in front of a memorial tablet by his mother. The tablet clearly read: "The Divine Tablet of Red Star, the Priest of Miao Territory".

When Ou Ming saw the words on the memorial tablet, his heart skipped a beat, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

"Father, Mother, what is the meaning of this memorial tablet?"

"If Akahoshi is still alive, why would he have a memorial tablet?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a bamboo whip lashed his back, followed by Ou Heng's stern and cold voice.

"Isn't this what you wanted?"

"Snapped--"

Another lash struck, tearing Ou Ming's new clothes to shreds. His back was instantly ripped open, and he was in so much pain that he collapsed to the ground, unable to even get up.

His elder brother stood to the side, his sister-in-law held the child, and the whole family stared at him with cold and solemn expressions.

"Father, Mother, you want to kill me, just for Chixing?" Ou Ming cried, sweating profusely from the pain, his lips pale.

At this moment, Ou Heng raised his whip again and lashed it down.

"You still dare to argue? Are you planning to listen to Ou Susu and have someone kill Chi Xing?"

Ou Ming trembled upon hearing this, but he still shook his head: "I didn't, I never intended to kill Chi Xing. It was you all who liked him. Why? I am your son."

Upon hearing this, Ou Heng was so angry that he was about to hit him again, but his elder brother Ou Yan stopped him.

Ou Ming thought he saw a glimmer of hope, but then he heard Ou Yan say, "Father, I think he still wants to kill our whole family. Let me beat him to death."

Ou Ming: !!

"I was wrong, big brother, please don't hit me! I was wrong! I'll never dare to touch Chixing again. I'll stay far away from him from now on. Please don't kill me!"

“Sister-in-law, your nephew is still alive. You need to keep an eye on your brother. He’s trying to kill someone. What will you do if he gets sentenced?”

Sensing Ou Yan's murderous intent, Ou Ming was so frightened that tears streamed down his face; he didn't want to die.

Sister-in-law Xie Fang said coldly, "Our whole family was killed because of you. My son was not even a year old. After being driven out of the village, he was devoured by wolves. It's all your fault, Ou Ming. You deserve to die."

The hatred in her eyes was evident, as if she were about to come over and strangle Ou Ming herself at any moment.

"I don't know, I don't know what you're talking about, sob... I was wrong, please don't kill me—"