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

"Aoyamaro, Aoyamaro..."

The sun had just risen when Zhou Ergou drove his cart to the front of the earthen house, where Li Qingshan was sitting on the threshold.

He wore a straw hat, his face was covered with a black cloth, and two holes were cut out for his eyes, his black pupils staring at him in a somewhat eerie way.

"Qingshan Lang... why are you covering yourself up so tightly? Aren't you afraid of getting heat rash?" Zhou Ergou asked tentatively.

Li Qingshan lifted a corner of the black cloth, letting him take a look.

Tuesday Dog was startled; Li Qingshan looked like he'd been boiled alive.

"Qingshan Lang, don't worry, I've found out about the Yellow Springs Peddler!"

Hope rekindled in Li Qingshan's eyes: "Where is he?"

"I don't know where he is."

Li Qingshan: "..."

"Qingshan Lang, I know you're a little anxious, but don't worry," Zhou Ergou said. "Although I don't know where that peddler will appear, I know how to find him. As long as we find that Yellow Springs Peddler, he can definitely cure your illness."

Li Qingshan stared intently at him, thinking to himself, "Maybe I should just bury him in the field."

I don't have much time left.

"I've been inquiring about the Yellow Springs Peddler for you these past few days. I've noticed that quite a few strange people have come to the city, so I've been keeping an eye on them. I found a cook, and a pair of strange people are staying at their shop. According to what the cook overheard, they're leaving the city today to look for some kind of peddler."

"If I follow them, I'll have a good chance of finding that Yellow Springs Peddler," Li Qingshan said.

Zhou Ergou nodded vigorously: "Qingshanlang, you are a lucky person, don't worry too much."

Li Qingshan couldn't help but worry.

My whole face was already red, and the redness started to spread down my neck, and it was spreading faster and faster.

Once the red spots cover the entire body, it will turn into blood.

The information brought by the dog on Tuesday was not accurate, but it was his only hope, and he had to take a gamble.

"Qingshan Lang, hurry up and get ready. We'll go to the city gate and block it. Take my carriage, and be careful not to miss it."

Li Qingshan returned to the house and dug out the earthenware jar containing the exorcising coins. He roughly counted them and found there were more than a hundred coins, all of which Li Qingshan had painstakingly saved.

Worried that it wouldn't be enough, Li Qingshan put all the items into a pocket and added three more blood-red jade stones to save his life.

Afterwards, he tucked a wood-chopping knife into his sleeve for self-defense before leaving the earthen house.

On Tuesday, the dog pulled him in a large cart all the way to the city gate.

Li Qingshan covered his face with a straw hat and carefully watched his surroundings to avoid encountering barbarians again.

Although I'm not afraid, it will affect what I need to do.

During the process, strange people kept coming out of the city gate: there were bald monks, swordsmen, and fortune tellers holding up signs.

"Look, Qingshan Lang!"

Zhou Ergou pointed, and Li Qingshan looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a man and a woman walking out of the city gate.

They were probably father and daughter; the man was in his fifties and the woman was around twenty. The woman was wearing a blue jacket, and the man was wearing a brownish-yellow robe; both were dressed in simple clothes.

But Li Qingshan could tell at a glance that they were deliberately pretending to be poor. Although they were dressed in plain clothes, the men were pot-bellied and the women had fair skin, which was not how poor people should look.

"Qingshan Lang, that's them. You'd better keep a close eye on them." Zhou Ergou was eager to try. As a peddler in the mortal world, he was also very curious about the peddler in the underworld.

But he was also a cautious man and dared not take risks: "Qingshanlang, live well and tell me in detail when you come back."

Li Qingshan nodded and was about to follow the father and daughter when he suddenly saw another person walk out of the city gate.

Qiu Niang.

She rode a green donkey, followed by a burly man with dark skin, over eight feet tall, carrying a ghost-head knife on his back.

What is she going to do?

Li Qingshan shook his head, not thinking much of it, and quietly followed her after she left the city.

Li Qingshan's target was the father and daughter, but Qiu Niang and the dark-faced man were stuck in the middle.

Could it be that Qiu Niang is also going to find the Yellow Springs Peddler?

After walking for a while, Qiu Niang turned onto another road.

It seems she's going to buy some goods to run a warehouse in the city, constantly transporting goods back to the Central Plains.

Ginseng, animal hides, and jade from the North were luxury items in the Central Plains and could fetch high prices.

Now, none of this matters to me. What I want most is to heal the red spots on my body and then live on.

He stared at the father and daughter ahead, about a mile apart.

The hunting of barbarians in recent days has enhanced Li Qingshan's tracking and counter-tracking abilities, and he has remained undetected.

After walking for a while, the father and daughter ahead stopped to rest and sat by the roadside to drink water.

Jiang Rong'er took out a water pouch and said, "Master, please drink some medicine first. After walking such a long way, are your injuries alright?"

As she got closer to the man, she smelled a pungent jasmine scent, which was meant to mask the smell of the ointment on his body.

Not long ago, while he was out hunting, he was shot in the chest with a hidden arrow, which is now festering and stinking.

The man in the yellow robe took a sip of the medicine, which barely suppressed the pain in his body.

"Master, we've traveled a long way, why don't we hire a carriage? Your body can't withstand the bumpy ride," Jiang Rong'er said.

The man in the yellow robe shook his head: "The news of my injury cannot be leaked. I trust no one but you. From now on, let's address each other as father and daughter."

"Yes, Father."

"Alright, we should go now. Hopefully, we can find that peddler today."

Jiang Rong'er quickly helped her master up, still feeling somewhat worried.

The master was ambushed by a villain and wounded by an arrow. The wound continued to fester and became increasingly critical. Only the things in the peddler's basket could save his life.

But the things the Yellow Springs Peddler sells are not fixed, and no one knows whether he has life-saving medicine in his load.

Even if it were available, could I really afford it?

After much effort, I have only managed to save up three exorcising copper coins.

As if knowing what she was thinking, the man in the yellow robe said, "Let's walk a little further. Usually, near where the Yellow Springs Peddler appears, martial arts masters gather to trade the exorcism coins they carry. If we can get two more, making a total of five, we won't have to worry anymore."

"Five exorcising copper coins!" Jiang Rong'er sighed. "That's an astronomical sum."

The two continued walking, and a forest appeared ahead. Jiang Rong'er had inquired before coming here and knew that this place was called Gou Zui Zi Lin (Dog Mouth Forest).

According to the intelligence we've received, the Yellow Springs Peddler will appear nearby tonight.

Just then, a bonfire was lit not far away, and there seemed to be shadowy figures moving around.

Jiang Rong'er subconsciously gripped the hilt of the sword at her waist. Although she was a woman, she was quite skilled, which was one of the reasons why she followed the man in the yellow robe.

"Don't worry, they usually don't double-cross each other at this time," the man in the yellow robe said. "Let's light a bunch of fires, and if anyone wants to make a deal, they'll come over."

At this moment, Li Qingshan also arrived nearby and saw the bonfires burning in the darkness, but he was still unsure of what was going on.