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

Chapter 152 Armored Mole Cricket

Dark clouds hung low, and a fierce wind swept up the dust.

Li Qingshan stood at the entrance of Huai Shu Village and looked around. Huai Shu Slope was already completely surrounded.

The soldiers have even begun to set up camp at the crossroads.

He could see Dugu Yan from afar; the way she looked at him was as if she were looking at a skeleton in a tomb.

Li Qingshan couldn't understand what kind of deep-seated hatred could drive someone to block the enemy's hideout and take his life.

"Master, Master—" Qin Afu rushed over and said, "Something terrible has happened! They're going to cut off our water supply."

Upon hearing this, Li Qingshan was also startled and hurriedly followed Qin Afu and the others to the back of the village.

There used to be a river behind the locust tree slope, and the river water had just thawed.

At this point, the river's flow gradually slowed down.

Li Qingshan led his men upstream along the river. Outside the Huai Shu Po area, the soldiers were gathered together, building a dike to block the river.

"They outnumber us, and it won't be long before this river dries up."

"We're about to plant the seeds, what will we do if there's no water?"

"Not only will we lack water for farming, but in a few days we won't even have water for drinking."

The crowd began to murmur and all looked toward Li Qingshan.

Qin Afu asked, "Master, what do we do next?"

Li Qingshan frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Let's go back and talk about it first."

The group returned to the front of Huai Shu Village and gathered together, waiting for Li Qingshan to make a decision.

"You've all seen the situation now. In a few days, perhaps none of us will survive. If you want to leave, is it still not too late?" Li Qingshan said.

"We're not leaving."

"We are willing to stay with you, sir."

"Nowhere else will take us in."

This scene was somewhat unexpected for Li Qingshan. He had thought that everyone was in a state of panic and couldn't wait to leave.

"In that case, let's draw some water from the river to get through these few days, and then we'll figure out a solution later."

The refugees took out earthenware pots, wooden buckets, and other items and went together to the river to fetch water.

Li Qingshan took a first look at the vassals of Huai Shupo; they were incredibly poor.

Not to mention water vats and earthenware basins, they didn't even have many clothes. Their bodies, covered in black mud, were exposed to the air. Li Qingshan found it hard to imagine how they had survived the winter.

At this moment, Lu Botong had already led his men to set up camp outside Huai Shupo. Dugu Yan sat in the tent, gazing at Huai Shupo in the distance.

"General Qi, the soldiers have already started construction, and the dam will be completed tonight. At most two days, Huai Shu Po will run out of water. At most ten days, they will be kneeling down begging for mercy." Lu Botong sneered, "Let alone the feng shui of ten miles, as long as we block it from the outside, it will definitely be cut off from the wind and water. They want to hide inside and be cowards for the rest of their lives? No way."

"Ten days?" Dugu Yan said coldly, "Then we'll wait ten days."

On the locust tree slope, Qin Afu led a group of people back, looking disheveled.

They intended to breach the dike built by the soldiers blocking the river, but the dike was heavily fortified, and they had no chance to make a move.

"I'm so thirsty, can someone give me some water?"

"If this continues, we'll all die of thirst."

"What should we do with the crops in the field? If we don't plant them soon, we might miss the planting season."

"Stop arguing, everyone. Trust the master, he'll definitely have a way," Qin Afu shouted.

Li Qingshan is now also somewhat troubled.

Water is the source of life; without it, nearly two thousand refugees would die of thirst.

Moreover, with spring planting just around the corner, crops cannot grow in the fields without irrigation.

After much deliberation, Li Qingshan decided to seize an opportunity to launch a surprise attack and destroy the dam that was blocking the water.

Although he had strict defenses, there was no reason to guard against thieves all day long.

The night grew deeper.

Night once again enveloped Huai Shupo.

Filled with anxiety about tomorrow, the group of refugees gradually drifted off to sleep.

Li Qingshan, however, opened his eyes wide, holding a wrought iron rod, and squatted by the edge of the field.

Tonight is the night the evil field is refreshed.

Time ticked by, and who knew what would happen tonight?

Monster respawn time: 3 minutes and 13 seconds. Li Qingshan stared at the center of the fierce field, and heard the familiar rustling sound again.

Inside the monster spawner, a head gradually emerged.

Li Qingshan was startled.

The head was as big as a millstone, with a bluish glow on top, and two whiskers that emerged from the iron cage were over ten feet long.

It has six legs in total, with its two front legs resembling two giant iron pincers.

Once its entire body emerged from the ground, the monster spawner was already too small to hold it all.

Click, click!

Accompanied by a rough sound, it seemed as if it could crawl out of the iron cage at any moment.

Li Qingshan subconsciously took a few steps back, wondering to himself, "What kind of monster is this?"

Li Qingshan arrived in front of the old locust tree, pressed his hand on the bark, and began to read the monster's information.

A new entry has appeared on the Myriad Demon Locust Tree.

Armored Mole Cricket: A giant insect from the depths of the Yellow Springs, three zhang long, with heavy armor on its back and jaws like knives, it can pass through mountains and ridges as if it were commonplace.

Required Green Locust Coins: 0000

Click, click.

The armored mole cricket struggled incessantly in its cage, interrupting Li Qingshan's thoughts.

Li Qingshan stepped forward carrying a wrought iron rod, just in time to see that it was about to break free from the iron cage.

Its enormous compound eyes stared at him with a chilling gaze, as if it wanted to crush him into mincemeat with its massive jaws.

Li Qingshan charged forward, carrying a wrought iron rod.

Because of the limitations of the iron cage, the chopping stick and the upright stick were not very useful, making it inconvenient for Li Qingshan to use his full strength.

However, Li Qingshan still had a trick up his sleeve: thrusting with a stick.

He took a few steps back, gripped the wrought iron rod with both hands, and charged towards the armored mole cricket's head.

Boom!

When the iron rod struck its forehead, it seemed to produce sparks. Li Qingshan felt his whole body go numb and subconsciously took a few steps back.

The armored mole cricket was also seriously injured and retreated backward.

Come again!

Li Qingshan resorted to his old tricks, using the same method to attack the armored mole cricket's head.

Again and again, like striking a bell.

The refugees outside the village were all awakened by the noise.

"What is the master doing now?"

"Could he be practicing some kind of evil technique?"

"The village is very strange, so don't wander around, or you might get eaten."

dong dong dong.

Time and time again, Li Qingshan was very strong and had the stamina to hold on.

Moreover, he felt that after these impacts, his body felt exceptionally comfortable, as if the dragon blood in his body had been digested more thoroughly.

Although he had already fought Dugu Yan, there was still a gap between them, and she could not serve as a whetstone for him.

At this moment, Li Qingshan felt hot all over, wishing he could bump into the armored mole cricket a few more times.

At this moment, the armored mole cricket retreated a little, looking somewhat hesitant.

Li Qingshan lit a cigarette, comfortably exhaled a puff of smoke, and pondered how to completely deal with this strange insect.

At this moment, the mole cricket in the cage stretched out its antennae and tentatively reached towards the smoke in the air, greedily sucking in a few mouthfuls.

"what?"

Li Qingshan was somewhat surprised that this strange insect was also interested in the resurrection tobacco.

He exhaled another puff of smoke, and the mole crickets in the cage suddenly rammed into it, causing the iron cage to shake violently.

Li Qingshan subconsciously took a step back, then raised the iron rod and rammed it down again.

"You're still not being honest."