Reclaiming Wasteland and Farming: My Haunted Fields Are Spawning Monsters Infinitely

With a sharp whistling sound, the pink skull's appearance also changed.

His chin grew longer, his body became fatter, and his huge belly was covered with wrinkles, with black mud hidden in the wrinkles.

It's not just unlovable, it's downright repulsive.

A pink skull, a skull in pink, all in a fleeting moment.

Shen Liantian blew the suona loudly, urging the pink skull forward.

However, it seemed as if there was an invisible chasm in front of it, and it couldn't take a single step across.

However, driven by Shen Liantian, they could not back down, and thus became even more repulsive.

Shen Liantian had a splitting headache. Playing the suona recklessly to drive away evil spirits was also a huge drain on his mental energy.

If only I had a pipe of tobacco left, but the longevity herb was hard to come by, and I had just used up the little I had left.

Li Qingshan stood outside the gate, watching this scene with curiosity. He subconsciously pulled out a cigarette and lit it with a tumbler.

It seems that this Soul-Suppressing Wood is truly effective.

The door frame was repaired with the Soul-Suppressing Wood, and evil spirits could no longer get in.

Judging from its evil appearance, it seems to be naturally afraid of the Soul-Suppressing Wood and dares not approach it at all.

I wonder what the effect would be if I hit him with my own ghost-beating stick, which is thick at the front and thin at the back.

Li Qingshan casually tossed away the cigarette butt in his hand.

Shen Liantian suddenly opened his eyes wide.

How could this be!

Throwing away such a long cigarette butt is such a waste!

Could it be that this penniless land reclaimer is actually richer than himself?

In that moment of distraction, the pink skull slipped out of his control and immediately moved away from the gate of the stronghold.

When Shen Liantian came to his senses, the pink skull was already in front of him.

not good!

He was startled and instinctively picked up the suona, but then he smelled an indescribable fragrance.

Shen Liantian immediately lost all resistance, feeling as if he were in a dream, with only himself and the beauty before him remaining in the world.

The pink skull's appearance changed once again.

"not good!"

Jin Wuji and the other two were shocked at the same time; Young Master Shen had been devoured by the evil spirit.

"Quickly, save Young Master Shen!"

The three of them stepped forward at the same time, knowing they couldn't afford to offend Shen Qingzhou.

However, they were also somewhat curious.

Who is the woman that Young Master Shen dreams of?

It is said that the third concubine of Shen Qingzhou, the governor of the northern region, was a beauty of unparalleled grace.

Everyone was worried about Young Master Shen's life, and they couldn't help but slow down.

The pink skull's face became rounder, its lips thicker, its waistline longer, and its abdomen layered with fat.

Huh?

Jin Wuji's eyes widened in surprise. Wasn't this the auntie who sold pork in front of the Shen residence?

The expressions on the faces of the three people simultaneously turned strange.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them had already rushed to the vicinity of Young Master Shen.

None of the three dared to get too close, lest they be bewitched by the fragrance emanating from the evil spirit.

Lu Botong took out three talismans from his pocket, shook them, and they suddenly turned into three fireballs, which he then shot at the pink skull on Young Master Shen's body from a distance.

Jin Wuji and Tuoba Feng also displayed their respective skills.

After much effort, they finally managed to drive the pink skull away.

Shen Liantian, already undressed, was still not satisfied and softly called out, "Auntie!"

Jin Wuji and the other two looked at each other in silence.

"Quickly send Young Master Shen away."

"I will visit Lord Shen another day to apologize."

They put the pale-faced Shen Liantian into a carriage, which was then escorted by soldiers back to Qingniu Pass.

Jin Wuji looked up and saw Li Qingshan squatting at the gate, looking like he was watching a melon seed, with a cigarette casually between his fingers.

"How dare you!"

Jin Wuji flew into a rage and waved his hand, saying, "Bring up the cannons!"

"No!" Lu Botong immediately said, "The prince's safety is of utmost importance."

"For the sake of the nation's safety, we can't worry about anything else."

A cannon was pulled up the locust tree slope by a large cart, its dark muzzle pointed at the village gate.

A soldier stepped forward and loaded a black fireball into the cannon barrel.

"You think your gate can even stop a meteor cannon?!" Jin Wuji waved his hand and said, "Fire!"

boom!

The sound was like thunder, making Li Qingshan's scalp tingle.

The shell blasted directly onto the locust tree slope, creating a large crater.

The lingering effects took a long time to dissipate.

"Do you understand now, you country bumpkin? If you don't release the prince, we'll raze this place to the ground," Jin Wuji said. "Aim the cannons at him."

Under the soldiers' control, the dark muzzle of the cannon was aimed at Li Qingshan.

When Li Qingshan moves to the left, the cannon also moves to the left; when Li Qingshan moves to the right, the cannon also moves to the right.

Jin Wuji sneered, "Are you scared now?"

Li Qingshan turned and walked towards the earthen house.

"Fire!" Jin Wuji shouted.

"No, the prince is still inside."

"I'm only giving you one last night. If you don't release the prince by dawn, I'll blast you into dust."

When Li Qingshan returned to the earthen house, Old Zhang opened his eyes and asked, "What's all the noise outside?"

Li Qingshan gave a brief description.

Old Zhang was startled: "That meteor cannon is terrifyingly powerful. It's said that one shell can create a huge crater, and it can even flatten evil spirits."

Li Qingshan nodded. This could also be considered a form of physical demon-subduing.

"What's your idea?" Old Zhang asked.

Li Qingshan did indeed have a plan: at worst, he could open the gates of the underworld and hide in a barrage of cannon fire.

However, this method will not be used unless absolutely necessary.

"What can I do? They're going to start firing after dawn."

"Aren't they afraid of blowing up the King of the North as well?"

"Perhaps this is the result they wanted." Li Qingshan noticed that Lu Botong and Jin Wuji seemed to be working in unison just now.

"Impossible! They are loyal to me and would never let me die," the King of the North suddenly said, opening his eyes.

Li Qingshan squatted down: "The fact that you said that shows you're afraid."

"They weren't like this before," the King of the North said weakly.

"People change, don't they?" Old Zhang said. "You weren't always like this, were you?"

That night, the King of the North leaned against the stove without moving, but everyone knew that he was not actually asleep.

The next morning, before dawn, a commotion broke out outside.

Li Qingshan walked out of the earthen house alone and came to the front gate.

The cannons remained pointed here. Jin Wuji sneered, "You've figured it out, are you ready to release the prince?"

Li Qingshan said, "Go ahead and blow it up. At worst, we'll all die together."

"Fine, I'll grant your wish." Jin Wuji made a ruthless decision. He first pretended to accidentally kill the Northern King, leaving only Li Qingshan. Even if Li Qingshan had three heads and six arms, he couldn't defeat an army of thousands.

With the death of the King of the North, the court will surely appoint another ruler of the North. Who will be chosen will depend entirely on their abilities.

The torches were already lit, and the cannon's breech was mostly exposed as the soldiers adjusted the direction.

Li Qingshan pondered how he could sneak up and snatch the cannon back.

"Destroy!"

At that moment, a crisp sound rang out, and the torch in the soldier's hand suddenly went out.

Everyone turned to look and saw a cultivator dressed in white robes and wearing a tall crown slowly approaching.

Li Qingshan was taken aback; this was the white-robed wanderer he had encountered last time.

"May the light shine upon all." The visitor bowed.

Jin Wuji was somewhat taken aback, then returned the greeting and said, "May I ask what instruction you, Master?"

"To uphold justice," the white-robed traveler said with a slight smile.

Amidst the puzzled looks of the crowd, he spoke up: "My Buddhist name is Dingkun. I've heard a rumor that the barbarians who are wreaking havoc in the north were let in by the King of the Northern Border?"

Everyone was startled.