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

Chapter 128 The Corpse Searcher

As Li Qingshan returned to Huai Shupo, a string of words suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Monsters will respawn again in 2 days, 23 hours and 59 minutes until the next refresh.

Not knowing what would happen this time, Li Qingshan felt a faint sense of anticipation.

What he was more concerned about was the serpent he encountered in the underworld.

That concerns his fourth transformation.

It costs 300 Green Locust Coins to open the Gate of the Underworld once, and I don't have much savings right now.

Besides, even if he encountered that serpent again, he would not be its match.

With this on his mind, he stepped forward and pushed open the door of the earthen house.

Old Zhang, sitting in the basin, looked at him and said quietly, "I should go."

"Walk?"

Li Qingshan suddenly realized that Old Zhang's seclusion had ended long ago, and it was time for him to leave.

He taught me the art of transformation, which helped me escape the barbarian curse.

And the current state of his head being empty is something he brought upon himself.

"What can I do for you?" Li Qingshan asked.

"I need a corpse to complete the final ritual of the transformation."

"That's easy, it's already prepared for you."

Li Qingshan shook the bell, lit a cigarette, and prepared to summon the two zombie soldiers outside.

"No need," Old Zhang said. "I've already checked them; they're not suitable."

"What are your requirements for this corpse?" Li Qingshan asked, putting down the brass bell.

"First of all, living people won't do, nor will those who have been dead for too long. They must have just died, but not yet stiffened."

"Can a woman do it?" Li Qingshan asked curiously.

"Um?"

"Just saying, you can continue."

Old Zhang rolled his eyes at him, the key point being that he himself didn't know either, as the ancestral master hadn't explained it.

What's with this restless feeling?

He gathered his thoughts and continued, "You need to have all four limbs intact, with no defects in your hands and feet, and then—it all depends on fate."

"Fate?" Li Qingshan was taken aback.

"Not just any corpse will do. I need to see it in person to know which one is suitable for me," Old Zhang said. "Could you please help me find one? After all, the Northland has no shortage of corpses."

"That's true," Li Qingshan said. "I'll go out and look for it for you right away."

Li Qingshan harnessed the horse to the carriage, led the little black horse, and set off.

Winter is not yet over, and more refugees are pouring into Qingniu Pass.

Many emaciated and ragged refugees stood by the roadside; some fell to the ground and never got up again.

Despite the lack of food to provide relief in the north, the imperial court continued to send refugees there in droves.

Then even more people froze and starved to death.

As Li Qingshan led his horse along, he saw a woman by the roadside covering her nose and weeping over a corpse.

The corpse was around thirty years old, emaciated, and dressed only in simple clothes; a cotton robe appeared to be draped over the woman's body.

He loosened the reins and strode over.

"Are you selling this corpse?"

"This is my husband. We supported each other all the way to the north. He gave me his clothes, but he froze to death by the roadside."

Li Qingshan took a bag of grain from the cart: "Use this bag of grain to exchange for this corpse, or not?"

"My husband is dead, and I am all alone. Sir, please have mercy and buy me. I will serve you tea and water, just to appease my husband."

The woman raised her head, brushed a strand of hair from her head, her forehead was smooth, and her eyes were red; she was actually quite attractive.

"Fine, if you're not going to sell, then forget it." Li Qingshan turned and left.

"Damn it, you want to take advantage of me? Don't you even know who I am? My legs are bigger than your head when I spread them out!"

The woman suddenly started cursing loudly behind him.

Li Qingshan got into the carriage, and the woman started sobbing again: "Sell, sell, poor my husband."

Li Qingshan walked back, left the grain behind, and carried the body onto the cart.

Using the same method, he soon collected seven or eight corpses.

By the time they returned, it was already dark. Suddenly, several refugees jumped out of the roadside bushes, brandishing wooden sticks and glaring menacingly at Li Qingshan.

"Kid, I know you have food. Hand over your grain."

Li Qingshan pursed his lips helplessly and picked up a wooden stick from the ground.

A moment later, he continued leading his horse back, followed by several more refugees crying and wailing.

We returned to Huai Shu Po.

After looking at them, Old Zhang didn't like any of them.

"So picky?" Li Qingshan asked in surprise.

"The time isn't right yet."

Helpless, Li Qingshan had no choice but to bury the body in the haunted field, not knowing when the fate Old Zhang had mentioned would arrive.

Green locust money +1

Green locust money +1

Green locust money +1

At that moment, a string of words suddenly appeared before Li Qingshan's eyes.

Huh?

Li Qingshan was taken aback, but then felt a surge of joy.

In that case, wouldn't I be able to obtain a continuous stream of Green Locust Coins?

With the Green Locust Coins, one can frequently enter the Underworld to seek opportunities to kill the serpent.

Killing the serpent will allow you to complete the fourth transformation.

Li Qingshan felt a faint sense of anticipation.

I'm only at the third transformation now, but my arms already have the strength of two oxen. If I were to complete the fourth transformation, I'd be able to take off right away!

In this chaotic world, every bit of strength brings a bit more hope.

Before dawn the next day, Li Qingshan set off with his cart.

Collecting corpses is an easy task.

Driving the cart forward, not far away, under a withered willow tree, a large group of refugees had gathered.

Dingkun, from the Great Brightness Sect, was surrounded. Behind him were two other people dressed in white robes and white crowns, boiling a pot of water.

Ding Kun said loudly, "Those who are chosen are destined to be with my Great Brightness Sect. They can drink a bowl of talisman water, which will cure all diseases and allow them to go without food for three days."

"Master, save us! Save us!"

"Alas, though the light shines brightly, it cannot illuminate those who are not destined to receive it. Those who have been chosen, go to the left and collect the talisman water over there."

He searched among them for his favorite target. The person chosen drank a bowl of boiled water and immediately stood tall and proud, his face glowing.

Li Qingshan discovered that those who were chosen were all strong and healthy.

It seems that the Great Light Cult has already begun its missionary work in the North.

Noticing Li Qingshan's gaze, Dingkun nodded gently, his smile as warm as the sun.

Li Qingshan didn't greet him. He lit a cigarette and suddenly realized that the boiling water wasn't white water at all, but bright red blood.

It's just a simple smokescreen.

Because his spirit is strong, he cannot hide it from himself.

Li Qingshan shook his head and drove the cart to continue collecting the bodies.

Along the way, they encountered many extraordinary figures from the martial arts world. Some were searching everywhere, while others, like Dingkun, were selecting disciples to expand their sect's ranks.

Before dark, Li Qingshan planned to return to Huai Shupo. Two people walked towards him, both dressed as Taoist priests. One of them carried an exaggerated copper coin sword on his back.

As they walked and talked, one of them asked, "Brother Wang, how was your harvest last night?"

"Catching only two evil spirits is of little use. I did hear that Brother Luo found a bronze corpse."

"1

"It's nothing, nothing at all," the man carrying the copper coin sword said gleefully.

The two men walked towards Li Qingshan as they talked. The one carrying the copper coin sword suddenly stopped, glanced at Li Qingshan, and said, "Not bad horse."

"Hmm, not bad." Li Qingshan led his horse past the two of them.