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

Chapter 153 Digging the Dam and Releasing Water

After the blow, the armored skeleton squeaked and recoiled. Only two whiskers remained, still eyeing the cigarette in Li Qingshan's hand.

It turned around and began to burrow into the soil. Its two large mandibles, like an excavator, dug out the red soil.

Li Qingshan shook his head, knowing it was useless.

I've dug up unlucky fields myself, but when I dug any deeper, I couldn't get any further.

Sure enough, the armored skeleton raised its head again, its two large jaws moving back and forth, its long whiskers swaying in the air.

Click.

Suddenly, its two front jaws snapped into the iron cage, and with a burst of strength, it managed to bite a gap in the cage.

As soon as Li Qingshan picked up the iron rod, it rushed out, its large jaws snapping shut, trying to cut Li Qingshan in half.

Li Qingshan turned and fled, only to hear a rumbling sound behind him, as if the strange insect could bite him at any moment.

Ahead was the wall, with ghost blood vines growing at the corner. Upon smelling the blood, they immediately began to wriggle.

Li Qingshan suddenly turned around, and with a loud bang, the strange insect crashed directly into the wall, creating a hole in it.

The ghost blood vine tried to wrap itself around it, but the strange insect easily broke free.

Li Qingshan looked up and was startled.

Where the strange insect crawled, a deep trench appeared, the soil was turned up, and the air was filled with the damp smell of earth.

Seeing this, Li Qingshan had a sudden inspiration and came up with an idea.

The strange insect turned around, making a cawing sound, and prepared to charge at Li Qingshan again.

Li Qingshan threw the wrought iron rod directly at the strange insect's head with a thud.

The strange insect was immediately hit and saw stars.

You wouldn't believe it, but I have another trick up my sleeve: the stick that can be thrown out of your hand.

Li Qingshan leaped high into the air, stepped onto the back of the strange insect, and sprang forward. Upon landing, he rolled and somehow managed to escape through a gap in the wall.

The strange insect rushed at us from behind again.

Where it crawled, a long, deep ditch appeared.

Li Qingshan walked down the slope and soon arrived at the riverbank. Then, he suddenly turned and headed upstream.

Not far ahead was the dike that the officers and soldiers had temporarily built.

Tents were temporarily set up on both sides of the river, and some people patrolled the dam with torches in their hands.

Li Qingshan had barely appeared when he was spotted.

"Archers, prepare!"

"I knew he would come."

"Release the arrows."

Li Qingshan did not approach, stubbornly holding his ground outside the archers' range.

Turning around, the armored skeletons were already coming in a mighty procession, like a bulldozer.

"What kind of monster is that?"

"They must be the offspring of thieves!"

Li Qingshan held the resurrection tobacco in his hand and threw it out heavily.

The armored skeleton charged forward like a madman, bursting into the soldiers' encirclement.

It charged left and right, and ordinary soldiers couldn't stop it at all, completely disrupting the government troops' defensive formation.

In the chaos, no one cared about Li Qingshan anymore.

But the armored skeleton never forgot him; it always remembered the scent on Li Qingshan's head.

Looking up, I saw Li Qingshan standing on the dam, holding a freshly lit cigarette in his hand.

The armored skeleton immediately charged forward.

"not good!"

"Watch out for the dam."

The soldiers cried out in pain, but they were still unable to stop the momentum of the armored skull locomotive.

With its two large jaws clearing the way, almost nothing could stop it.

Boom!

The newly built dam was smashed open, leaving a hole; the armored skeleton swung its body, creating another hole.

The river water, which had been accumulating for a day, finally found a breach and rushed out all at once.

By this time, Li Qingshan had returned to the coverage area of ​​the Ten-Mile Feng Shui. With his hands behind his back, he slowly began his return journey.

The soldiers stared at his retreating figure, anxious but helpless.

The river flows downstream.

The waves surged forward, one after another, crashing against the riverbank. Unmelted ice floes also slammed together, creating a deafening roar.

The refugees in the dugouts were awakened by the noise.

"What is that sound?"

"Water! Water's here!"

Everyone crawled out of their dugouts and looked into the distance. They saw a white line rolling along the river with a rumbling sound.

An old man rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was seeing things.

"What? The water suddenly came back on? Didn't they say they built a dam?"

"It must have been the master who did it," someone said with certainty.

"Is the master really that miraculous?" Some people were still skeptical.

"Alright, everyone, stop arguing," said Qin Afu. "Go to bed early, and I'll ask the master tomorrow."

Meanwhile, at the temporary camp below the locust tree slope.

Dugu Yan sat up in bed, frowning, and asked, "What was that sound?"

With hurried footsteps, a messenger rushed in from outside, sweating profusely, and said, "General Qi, the dam... the dam has been breached."

"What?!"

Dugu Yan flew into a rage: "It's only been one night! What are the soldiers I sent there doing? What were they doing?"

"It wasn't a human, it was an armored mole cricket," the messenger said. "It was the one that knocked down the dam and killed many people."

Dugu Yan knew that this evil spirit had a hard shell and amazing destructive power; sometimes it could destroy hundreds of acres of fertile land overnight.

"Where has that strange insect gone now?" Dugu Yan asked.

"They've fled to Locust Tree Slope again."

"That's good," Dugu Yan said. "Rebuild the dam and don't let a single drop of water flow to Huai Shu Po."

"yes!"

The messenger relayed Dugu Yan's orders, and the soldiers gathered again to resume construction on the dam.

This is not an easy task.

As refugees poured into the north, the northern camps also ran out of food and supplies.

The next day is dawn.

Li Qingshan yawned as he came out of the village and ordered people to repair the damaged wall.

"Master, the water came last night, did you know?" Qin Afu asked tentatively.

"Yes, I know, I—"

"It was indeed the master who did it."

"I knew it."

"I never imagined that the old man could breach the dam all by himself."

"I was wondering why the master wasn't in a hurry at all."

Li Qingshan had barely finished speaking when the surrounding refugees became excited, their eyes shining as they looked at him with adoration.

For a moment, Li Qingshan was at a loss for words.

"Now that the water's here, let's get to work," Li Qingshan said. "Spring is here, the ground's thawed, it's time to plant the crops."

"Reporting to you, sir, we have already inspected the area. There are plenty of fields available for cultivation, but everyone lacks farming tools, so the work is progressing very slowly," said Qin Afu.

Li Qingshan knew that there was nothing he could do about it.

However, I've already learned blacksmithing, so I can just make another batch of farm tools later.

Li Qingshan sent people to build a wall around the village. They had just gathered and hadn't even started working when they heard a rumbling sound.

Everyone was stunned. Following the sound, they saw a black monster rushing towards them from afar.

again!

Li Qingshan was taken aback, thinking you had already been killed by the soldiers.

Why are you coming at me again?

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