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

Down the slope, Wang Dahu was still lying in the grass. When he heard the crying coming from the slope, he realized that something terrible had happened.

They were careless, absolutely careless. Li Qingshan was not someone to be trifled with.

He gritted his teeth, endured the excruciating pain, pulled his hands out of the rope, and then untied the restraints on his body.

A faint smell of blood wafted through the air.

Wang Dahu knew things were going badly. He gritted his teeth, took the three horses beside him, and left.

Whether it's barbarians or soldiers, they're all difficult to deal with; one wrong move and you could lose your life.

I need to find another way.

Li Qingshan heard the neighing of horses coming from down the slope, glanced at it from afar, but saw nothing.

He looked away and continued with his work.

Under the locust tree, a white figure guarded the pile of paper, while in the darkness, two figures continued weeding.

rustle.

That's the sound of a shovel sinking into the soil.

Li Qingshan worked all night and cleaned up the traces again following the previous procedure.

He stood beside the treacherous field, looking at the newly leveled pit, feeling that the trouble was getting bigger and bigger.

However, he was no longer as nervous as the first time; he had become mentally accustomed to it.

Let them do whatever they want; we'll deal with whatever comes our way.

Suddenly, his vision blurred and the data on the panel changed.

升级倒计时：5天1小时44分——升级倒计时：3天1小时44分

Huh?

Li Qingshan was stunned. It was supposed to take seven days to upgrade, but now it had been shortened by two days.

Could it be related to the corpse buried in the ground?

If that's true, burying more corpses would surely accelerate the upgrade of the cursed field.

I wonder what will happen in the treacherous field after the upgrade is complete.

In the following days, Li Qingshan focused on hunting and farming while keeping an eye on the outside world.

Nothing happened.

The survey teams in the vicinity became increasingly rare, and eventually stopped being active altogether.

Does this mean the matter is over and done with?

After all, the North is a vast land, and the death of one or two people, buried among the weeds, is really nothing.

Despite saying that, Li Qingshan was still somewhat uneasy.

…………

Dogmouth Forest.

Wang Dahu was hanging upside down from the tree, his blood surging, and his face turned bright red.

Surrounding him were several burly men, their chests and bellies exposed, looking at him with mocking expressions.

There was also a peddler-like man holding the reins and leading several horses.

It was Wang Dahu who was hiding in the woods, preparing to make a deal with someone.

But in the end, he was betrayed and double-crossed.

The leader wore a straw hat, and half of his face was covered with a cinnabar birthmark, making him look particularly eerie.

He patted the horse that Wang Dahu had brought over with satisfaction, and casually waved his hand, saying, "Kill it, give him a clean break."

"it is good."

Immediately, someone stepped forward with a knife, staring at Wang Dahu's neck. His face had turned a deep purplish-red, and it was time to bleed him.

"Wait, wait..." Wang Dahu said with difficulty, "Are you Red-Faced Dog?"

"How dare you! You even mention our boss's nickname!" one of the bandits shouted.

"Heh, so you do recognize me." The red-faced dog sneered. "Before you die, is there anything else you want to say? Thieves have their code. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, as long as they're not excessive, we'll take care of them."

"I have a great fortune to share with the head of the household."

"What great wealth?"

With a flick of his knife, the red-faced dog severed the rope binding Wang Dahu's ankle, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

……

Late at night.

The sky was cloudless and filled with stars.

Li Qingshan stood guard by the fierce field, feeling both expectant and apprehensive.

Tonight will be the night when the evil field completes its upgrade.

Nobody knows what will happen after the upgrade is complete.

Time until upgrade completion: 2 hours 59 minutes

He squatted by the fire, roasting meat while staring at the fierce field in front of him, waiting for the countdown to slowly run out.

From the wild grass at the foot of the slope, the red-faced dog smelled the aroma of meat and subconsciously sniffed.

"You mean up there?" He grabbed Wang Dahu, who was beaten black and blue.

"Absolutely true," Wang Dahu said decisively. "His house has a lot of grain stored in it, enough to weigh over a thousand catties."

Red-faced Dog was still not quite convinced that he could establish himself in the North; vigilance was his top priority.

At this moment, one of the henchmen crept over in the dark and approached Red-Faced Dog, saying, "We've found out everything. The kid up there is indeed very rich. Someone saw him hauling several cartloads of grain. Many people are envious."

"I wasn't lying, was I?" Wang Dahu quickly said.

"Everyone is so poor now, why does he have so much food?" the red-faced dog asked, puzzled. "What ability does he have?"

"He was a hunter, and he caught a lot of prey. He even sent a tiger to the army camp and exchanged it for a lot of food," Wang Dahu quickly explained.

"He's actually a tiger-slaying hero!" Red-faced Dog exclaimed in surprise. "Damn it, you're sending us to our deaths! Let's get out of here!"

Wang Dahu never expected that the notorious bandit Red-Faced Dog, who was notorious in the north, would be frightened.

"His family has a lot of grain and other valuables. If you don't act, someone else will steal them," Wang Dahu said.

Red-faced Dog hesitated for a moment, glancing at his subordinates, whose eyes also held a restless urge.

The North is very poor, and besides themselves, there are many ruthless bandits.

There are too many wolves and not enough meat, and the brothers also need to get through the winter. They finally encountered a big player, and if they don't rob him, they won't be able to convince the others.

"Crazy Donkey, Sixth Brother, you two go up and take a look first."

Seeing this, Wang Dahu wanted to warn them to be careful of evil spirits, but he thought to himself that they were already timid, and he didn't want to frighten them further.

It would be best to make them enemies with Li Qingshan, so that they would fight to the death, and then I could solve the problem once and for all.

Not long after, Mad Donkey and Old Six returned, looking excited. "Boss, we've checked. There's no one else up there, only one."

"Only one?" the red-faced dog asked. "What's he doing?"

"They're grilling meat right now." Old Six's mouth was watering.

Upon hearing this, the red-faced dog flew into a rage.

What kind of year is this? Even bandits have no surplus food, and you're still roasting meat to eat.

"Fuck him."

"Fuck them!" the bandits shouted in unison.

"Prepare the big net, sneak up in the dark, and trap him so that even if he has the ability, he can't use it."

Wang Dahu wanted to fall behind and find a chance to slip away, but the red-faced dog dragged him back: "You, go first."

Wang Dahu looked unwilling, but had nowhere to retreat. Taking advantage of the crowd's inattention, he secretly rolled up two clumps of grass and stuffed them into his ears.

A group of people crouched down and moved forward in the dark. Someone took out a large net from his pocket, crumpled it into a ball, and was ready to strike at any time.

From afar, everyone could see a fire burning in front of the house, with a dark figure crouching beside it, and an enticing aroma wafting over.

Everyone subconsciously swallowed.

Li Qingshan was staring at the meat that was gradually roasting and smelling fragrant when he suddenly noticed that the mourning ghost next to the locust tree took out a handful of paper money, and then flames immediately ignited.

again!

Li Qingshan was startled; this was another attempt to ask him for money.

Immediately afterwards, a sobbing sound rang out.