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

"It's a peddler from the underworld!"

Qiu Niang's eyes lit up, and she took a step forward.

Although located at the boundary between Yin and Yang, not everyone can encounter the Yellow Springs Peddler.

Sometimes, the peddler of the underworld would disappear quickly after completing a transaction.

"We didn't expect to be so lucky. We've only been here a short while, and we've already run into the Yellow Springs Peddler."

"Wait a minute." The dark-faced man stretched out his arm, frowning. "Something's not right with this peddler."

"Something's not right?"

"Although I have never seen the Yellow Springs Peddler, I have heard people talk about him. Some peddlers carry loads on their backs, some push carts, and some carry bags on their backs, but this person clearly has nothing at all."

Li Qingshan was initially a little apprehensive, but when he heard the dark-faced man say that he had never seen the Yellow Springs Peddler, he felt more at ease.

Since you've never seen me, how can you tell if I'm a human or a ghost?

He remained calm, continuing to fiddle with the copper coin in his hand, making a clicking sound.

Qiu Niang also felt that Li Qingshan's face was somewhat familiar, but being in the place where Yin and Yang met, surrounded by white mist, she couldn't quite tell.

Just as she was about to get closer to take a better look, she suddenly heard a rustling sound in her ear.

From the white mist emerged one evil spirit after another, some several meters tall, some with eyes like lanterns, and some carrying coffins.

They appeared as if by prior arrangement, standing behind the red-faced peddler, who seemed to be the leader of all ghosts.

Qiu Niang and the dark-faced man both gasped in surprise.

"Perhaps we can give it a try. We don't know everything about the underworld either," Qiu Niang said.

"Be careful." The dark-faced man was very cautious.

The dark-faced man boldly approached and squatted down opposite Li Qingshan, looking left and right as if searching for Li Qingshan's carrying pole or cart for loading goods.

"I only buy, I don't sell," Li Qingshan replied in a mechanical voice.

The dark-faced man and Qiu Niang exchanged a glance, and Qiu Niang nodded slightly, indicating that they could try the peddler across the street.

The dark-faced man took a jade pendant from his waist and asked, "How many copper coins can this be exchanged for?"

Li Qingshan stared blankly ahead, his face expressionless, deliberately remaining silent.

Qiu Niang squatted down, took out a brocade box, and said, "I have a 300-year-old ginseng here. How many copper coins can I exchange it for?"

Li Qingshan held up two fingers.

Qiu Niang's eyes lit up. This was a great deal. Two copper coins, and she would only make a profit.

The dark-faced man nodded, signaling Qiu Niang to hurry up and make the deal, as it would be difficult to find such a cheap deal elsewhere.

The dark-faced man took the knife off his shoulder, gently lifted the white cloth covering it, and was about to hand it to the peddler in front of him.

Qiu Niang reached out to stop him, wanting to test the peddler again: "Do you recognize this knife?"

The peddler opposite raised his head and said in a mechanical voice, "Ghost~face~roar, weighs 231 jin."

"hiss!"

The dark-faced man couldn't help but gasp, while Chong Qiu Niang gave him a thumbs up.

That's amazing!

This peddler from the underworld actually knew the name of the sword I always carried, and even gave me the exact weight.

There are still things in the underworld.

"I'd like to exchange for ten exorcism coins, is that possible?" the dark-faced man tentatively inquired.

"Successful transaction".

Seeing Li Qingshan take out ten more copper coins, the dark-faced man had no more doubts.

Aside from the Yellow Springs Peddler, where else can mortals find so many old Yin coins?

He held the exorcising coin in his hand, and couldn't help but smile.

"The peddler here only buys, he doesn't sell. There might be other peddlers nearby. Let's go find them."

"With these copper coins, we'll be more confident in getting what the old master wants," Qiu Niang said.

"I've heard that the Underworld Peddler seeks out the person with the most copper coins," the dark-faced man said. "Perhaps we're the first to find the Underworld Peddler."

"Who has more copper coins than us?"

The two took a few steps and then disappeared into the white mist, never to be seen again.

Li Qingshan immediately opened his eyes, and his expression became lively.

That's a huge profit!

He easily obtained an old ginseng and a good weapon, all for a few copper coins.

By guarding the dangerous field, you can continuously farm copper coins.

Moreover, this tells Li Qingshan that his plan is feasible.

In this misty, yin-yang boundary, anything can happen.

I said, "This is what the peddler in the underworld looks like. What can you do about it?"

I should hurry up and find the real Yellow Springs Peddler. If I encounter someone else, I can play the role again.

He hurriedly grabbed his belongings and immediately moved on. After advancing through the white mist for a while, he heard movement ahead and immediately stopped. He leaned against a large tree, feigning mystery, and continued in a mechanical voice, "Exchange."

Jiang Rong'er and the man in the yellow robe emerged from the mist.

Upon seeing them, Li Qingshan was immediately disappointed.

There's no profit to be made from them.

Jiang Rong'er's eyes lit up, and she pointed to Li Qingshan, who was surrounded by a chaotic mob of demons behind her, and said, "Master, is that the Yellow Springs Peddler?"

The man in the yellow robe hurriedly took out all the exorcism coins he had on him and came to Li Qingshan's side, but he couldn't find his pocket, cart, or carrying pole.

"My master has been wounded by an arrow and is seeking a wound medicine that can cure this serious illness." Jiang Rong'er pushed five exorcising copper coins in front of Li Qingshan.

"Only buy, not sell." Li Qingshan was still in character.

The two exchanged a glance, both showing expressions of disappointment.

"May I ask where we can find a peddler to buy things from?" Jiang Rong'er asked.

Li Qingshan pointed in a direction to urge them to leave quickly.

After the two of them left, Li Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Deceiving people is not an easy thing to do; it puts a lot of pressure on you.

It's more important for me to find the Yellow Springs Peddler as soon as possible and find a way to cure my problems.

Just then, a man emerged from the white mist; it was the fortune teller with the triangular eyes.

Li Qingshan immediately got into character, shirtless, his body flushed, holding a few copper coins in his hand, and said in a mechanical voice, "Want to trade?"

The fortune teller frowned, bent over, and slowly approached Li Qingshan, getting closer and closer to him as he stared intently at Li Qingshan's face.

"Are you alive?" he suddenly asked.

Li Qingshan turned and fled, not even bothering to pick up the things on the ground.

He ran a long way in one breath, and was covered in sweat.

This is absolutely terrifying.

However, he didn't understand how the fortune teller had seen through him.

Logically speaking, I think I'm putting on a very convincing act.

Unfortunately, I didn't have time to take the big knife and box I received in exchange.

To be honest, it's not a big deal that I was found out; the main reason is the embarrassment.

That was really quite embarrassing.

Li Qingshan quickly put on his clothes, covered himself with a black cloth, and put his straw hat back on to avoid being seen again.

Just as Li Qingshan was still in shock, he suddenly heard the sound of a rattle drum.

dong dong dong.

dong dong dong.

Li Qingshan was startled and looked in the direction of the sound. A person emerged from the thick white fog, carrying a carrying pole on his shoulder.

He was dressed in blue, wearing a small hat, and shaking a rattle drum in his hand.

Knock knock knock, knock knock knock.

You can't take anything with you when you die.