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

Chapter 135 I've been doing this behind people's backs

Li Qingshan drew his wood-chopping knife and chopped down with it.

Click.

With a soft, crisp sound, the blade sliced ​​open the spine, leaving a clean, smooth break, with grayish-black blood seeping from the veins.

Old Zhang's head began to move, and pale red roots slowly floated up, their tails piercing the corpse's neck.

The process was slow and quiet.

Only Old Zhang's head moved slowly across the table.

Li Qingshan held his breath, made no sound, and slowly backed away to avoid the wind he created by walking blowing onto Old Zhang.

He retreated to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), sat on it, and saw that the roots under Old Zhang's head had penetrated half a foot into the corpse.

Old Zhang tilted his head back, his eyes wide open, using all his strength to move his head.

The doors and windows were all closed tightly, and the gaps were even filled with clothes, so the air couldn't circulate and the room was a bit hot.

It took Old Zhang a whole night to complete the transplantation of the roots, just as the sky outside the window was beginning to brighten.

Hehe.

A sound suddenly came from his throat, his fingers twitched twice, and his flat chest began to rise and fall abruptly.

Li Qingshan took off his shoes and walked over barefoot.

Old Zhang's eyes were wide open as he lay on his back on the hard elm table. His head and the severed part of his body had been joined together, and a ring of blood had seeped out.

However, his vital signs were still very weak, and he didn't even have the strength to speak. It will take seven days to completely transform him.

My mission has only just begun.

For seven days, he had to stay inside the house without leaving for a moment to ensure that Old Zhang would not be disturbed.

The first day passed quickly.

Li Qingshan stayed inside the house, drinking some water when he was hungry. The only problem was that he was a little bored.

To pass the time, he took out the sword diagrams of the Three Swords of Asking the Moon and lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed) to examine them carefully.

The second day passed quickly.

Old Zhang's health gradually improved; his skin regained warmth, though it was much lower than normal body temperature.

It continued until the third day.

Wang Daoren and Luo Daoren reappeared at the foot of Huai Shu Slope. Looking up, they saw that people were still coming and going in front of Huai Shu Slope.

Wang Daoren smiled broadly: "Congratulations, Brother Luo, on finally refining the bronze corpse. Today is the day it will show its worth."

Luo Daoren said, "The person who can be in charge here is definitely not simple. We should be careful and test his strength first."

Having said that, he took the copper coin sword off his back, shook it, and flicked his wrist, the sword making a trembling sound.

A woman walked out from behind him.

Her hair was tied up on top of her head, her face was ashen, she was wearing a floral cotton jacket, and her eyes were staring blankly ahead.

Luo Daoren bent his fingers and lightly touched the sword with his index and middle fingers, producing a crisp sound.

The woman walked towards the locust tree slope.

Qin Afu and Wang Suanpan are maintaining order.

"Qin Tou, have some compassion and give them some more food."

Qin Afu stood with his hands behind his back, surveying his territory like a lion.

The refugees are very hungry, and hungry people are capable of anything. Don't be fooled by their submissive appearance; if you can't control them, they will turn around and eat you.

"Get lost! The master has shown kindness, and you still want to take advantage of me?"

At this moment, the woman came from a distance and walked straight towards the gate.

The refugees stared at her swaying back as she walked, their eyes unconsciously revealing greed.

"Hey, you there, you can't come in through the gate," Qin Afu said sternly.

The woman ignored her and walked straight to the door.

"Young lady, where are you going? Do you want your brother to show you the way?"

At that moment, a man with a mustache walked up and put his hand on her shoulder.

The woman suddenly turned her head, her neck making a cracking sound. The man with the mustache instinctively stepped back, but suddenly, his hand was grabbed by the woman.

With a snap, his wrist was twisted into a chicken claw shape.

"She, she, she—she's not human." The man with the mustache grimaced in pain.

Qin Afu also noticed it.

Having wandered all the way to the north, they encountered many strange things, so they weren't surprised by them.

"Scatter and surround this female zombie."

At Qin Afu's command, the people around immediately formed a circle, carrying wooden sticks, pitchforks, and other items.

"Fire, burn her with fire."

Someone stepped forward with a torch and threw it at the woman.

Her clothes immediately caught fire. She suddenly covered her head, darted forward, and ran towards the front door.

Qin Afu thought to himself that this was bad. If he let this evil spirit get in, how would he explain it to his master?

Suddenly, the female zombie stopped, seemingly extremely resistant to approaching the door.

Bang!

Qin Afu swung the wooden stick and smashed it into her leg, breaking her shinbone.

Even though she couldn't get up, she still dragged her body along.

The crowd rushed forward and used sticks and other objects to block it until it was unable to move. Then they piled up dry firewood and burned it to ashes right in front of the door.

At the foot of the locust tree slope, Luo Daoren was not surprised by this scene.

"It's a pity we didn't see the master of this place make a move," said Wang Daoren.

"It's alright, we'll come again tomorrow."

Inside Huai Shu Village, Qin Afu arrived at the earthen house but was stopped by Zhou Huwa.

"Ah!"

He waved his hand forcefully and pointed to the earthen house, indicating that no one was allowed to approach.

"What's going on outside?" Li Qingshan's voice rang out from inside the house.

"Reporting to Master, a female zombie has appeared outside, but we have already stopped her," Qin Afu said through the earthen house. "It should be an evil spirit that has wandered in by mistake."

"Understood. You all keep watch at the gate and don't allow anyone to come near."

"Yes."

Qin Afu agreed and silently withdrew, secretly feeling a little smug.

Although the master did not praise himself, he still received recognition.

This is the most important thing to him.

I must guard the gate carefully and never disappoint the master.

Northern Camp.

Jin Wuji and the other three were all in great distress.

They were already somewhat unhappy that Dugu Yan had taken their spot.

He had originally planned to use his seniority to sideline Dugu Yan and give her a hard time.

Unexpectedly, Dugu Yan didn't take the four of them seriously at all, hitting and scolding them as she pleased, and the four of them received no respect whatsoever.

Now, they have been summoned to the northern camp for what is called special training, but in reality, it is a handover of power.

"This can't go on," Jin Wuji said. "Once she strips us of our official positions, she can kill us without even consulting us."

"It's said that she even dared to flirt with the Imperial Concubine." The usually unruly Tuoba Feng was completely speechless. "Killing us is as easy as killing a chicken."

"I do have a solution," said Zuoqiu Han, who had remained silent until now.

"Old Zuo, we still have to rely on you. Of all of us, you were the most cunning last time." Lu Botong said.

Zuoqiu Han's ashen face was turned toward him.

"Alright, Lao Zuo, you don't need to pay attention to him. Just say what you think is best," Jin Wuji said.

Zuo Qiuhan raised his head and said, "Let's sit back and watch the tigers fight."

"That old woman is pretty fierce. Who in the North can be fiercer than her?" Lu Botong said.

Jin Wuji's eyes lit up as he looked into Zuo Qiuhan's eyes, and Zuo Qiuhan nodded slightly.

Jin Wuji walked into the command tent alone.

Dugu Yan was playing with two maids, her large hands constantly kneading them, causing the two maids to gasp repeatedly.

Jin Wuji felt extremely ashamed, "I've been keeping it a secret from everyone."