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

Li Qingshan immediately held his breath, trying to get closer to see, but no matter what he did, he couldn't make out the other person's face under the brim of their hat.

The other person seemed to be right beside him, yet also very far away, giving Li Qingshan a sense of disorientation.

"The Yellow Springs Peddler?" Li Qingshan asked tentatively.

The other party didn't react at all, still shaking the rattle drum, repeating the same sentence over and over again, "You can't take it with you when you die."

"A deal?" Li Qingshan asked again.

The other party seemed not to have heard Li Qingshan's words. He simply stretched out his claw-like hand from his sleeve, lifted the lid on the cargo pole, and pointed at himself.

This should be it.

Although Li Qingshan wasn't 100% certain, he was at least 60-70% sure.

After all, the probability of someone else impersonating a peddler from the underworld is not high.

His heart leaped into his throat. The red spots on his body were spreading rapidly, and he knew he didn't have much time left.

He carefully stepped forward and approached the carrying pole.

On the carrying pole were several snake-like things, grayish-brown, about the thickness of a thumb and about a bundle long. As Li Qingshan looked at them, they suddenly began to wriggle.

"What is this?" Li Qingshan was startled.

"Ghost Blood Teng".

Li Qingshan hadn't expected to hear a reply, but the Yellow Springs Peddler behind the shelf suddenly spoke up: "Growing in the earth, it stirs at the smell of blood, blooms once every three years, and bears fruit once every three years. It has sharp thorns, so living things should stay away."

"It's actually grown in the soil."

Li Qingshan nodded. This thing was indeed useful to him. If he could plant it near the ominous field, he wouldn't have to worry about intruders.

However, he didn't come for the Ghost Blood Vine, but for the red spots on his body.

"Is there anything else?" Li Qingshan asked. "Something that can cure illnesses."

The peddler shook his head, still pointing to the ghost blood vine on his carrying pole.

Li Qingshan's heart sank to the bottom.

The peddler from the underworld, on whom so much hope was placed, did not possess what he desired.

Does this mean that after today, I will only have death as my only option?

"How much are these?" Li Qingshan asked, disheartened.

The peddler held up one finger. "One copper coin."

Huh?

Li Qingshan's eyes widened in disbelief; it was so cheap!

No wonder everyone else was eyeing the exorcising copper coin in my hand; it turns out its purchasing power was so strong.

There were only ten sticks in front of me, which amounted to no more than ten copper coins.

"I'll take them all." Li Qingshan waved his hand, looking heroic, but in reality, he was just throwing caution to the wind, since he couldn't have made a wasted trip anyway.

The peddler tied up ten Ghost Blood Vines and handed them to Li Qingshan. The Ghost Blood Vines were huddled together and were still writhing and struggling.

Li Qingshan tied it around his waist, so he couldn't take it off himself.

Although this is of no use to a dying person.

The peddler from the underworld always had a limited selection of goods, and this time he didn't bring anything that could save his life.

But what can I do if I leave this place?

"slow."

Faced with Li Qingshan on the verge of collapse, the peddler suddenly reached out and slowly opened the second shelf.

Huh?

There are also treasures.

Is this second shelf exclusive to VIPs? Did I gain access to the second shelf because of my generous spending?

Just then, two people emerged from the nearby white mist; they were Jiang Rong'er and the man in the yellow robe.

"It's a master and a peddler from the underworld!" Jiang Rong'er exclaimed excitedly.

The man in the yellow robe nodded and reached out to stop Jiang Rong'er: "Wait a minute. According to the rules of the Yellow Springs Peddler, it can only trade with one person at a time. If we rush over, we'll scare it away."

Jiang Rong'er nodded and stood side by side with the man in the yellow robe, watching them from a distance.

Li Qingshan didn't notice the two people behind him; his entire focus was on the second layer of goods carried by the Yellow Springs Peddler.

There was only one item inside: a brass bell.

"The Bell of Penetration."

The peddler from the underworld said in a measured voice, "Those from the underworld, by holding this bell, can command things from the netherworld."

Li Qingshan was somewhat tempted, but he wondered if the bell could control the living corpses.

If it's useful, I can command the zombies to do work, which would be a great asset to me.

"How much?" Li Qingshan asked.

The peddler from the underworld stretched out his palm, flipped it over, and said, "Ten copper coins."

Is it really that cheap?

It seems I need to reassess the purchasing power of the exorcism coins. Such a bell is clearly an extraordinary treasure; it could fetch tens of thousands of taels of silver in the human world and people would be scrambling to buy it.

But the peddler in the underworld only charges ten copper coins.

Without hesitation, Li Qingshan paid ten copper coins, then eagerly asked, "Is there a third level?"

Satisfied, the peddler collected the copper coins, closed the lid layer by layer, then hoisted his load onto his shoulder, gently shook his rattle drum, and walked into the white mist.

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

Ugh!

Li Qingshan's eyes widened in surprise; it was over.

Jiang Rong'er was also puzzled: "Master, why did it leave?"

"this……"

The man in the yellow robe was taken aback, then looked sharply at Li Qingshan. "He bought up all the goods, so the Yellow Springs Peddler carried his load away."

"Then what about your injury, Master?" Jiang Rong'er asked.

"Only he can save me from my injuries."

The man in the yellow robe strode up to Li Qingshan, bowed deeply, and said, "Sir, does the Yellow Springs Peddler have any medicine to treat injuries? I am willing to pay a high price to buy it."

Li Qingshan remained in despair and didn't hear him at all.

The man in the yellow robe repeated it again.

"No," Li Qingshan said, almost roaring.

The man in the yellow robe and Jiang Rong'er then realized that the mysterious expert's voice was not as hoarse as it had been at the beginning; in fact, it sounded somewhat childish.

"What did you buy? Is there any life-saving medicine? I'll agree to any request as long as it can save my life," the man in the yellow robe said urgently.

"What can you promise me? What else do you have?" Li Qingshan said with a sad smile.

"I, I..." The man in the yellow robe touched his chest, then suddenly pointed at Jiang Rong'er and said, "This is my maid. I'm giving her to you. Please save me."

"I!"

Jiang Rong'er froze on the spot, unable to believe what she was hearing.

Am I just a commodity?

Li Qingshan looked up at her, feeling utterly frustrated, and said, "What use is she to me?"

Jiang Rong'er felt even more humiliated.

The white mist around them gradually dissipated, revealing the figures of other people who were looking around in bewilderment.

"What's going on?"

"Where did that peddler from the underworld go?"

The man in the yellow robe clung to Li Qingshan, refusing to let him leave, still refusing to believe that Li Qingshan didn't have medicine to cure the disease.

Li Qingshan felt he should leave; once the white fog dissipated, he feared he wouldn't be able to leave even if he wanted to.

"Don't go, please save me," the man in the yellow robe pleaded.

Li Qingshan reached into his money pouch, pulled out a blood-red jade, and tossed it to him, saying, "Try this. See if it can heal your injury. I don't care about anything else."

Having said that, he took advantage of the moment when the man in the yellow robe was stunned and slipped into the white mist.

The sky was just before dawn, and the earth was covered in a white expanse.

Li Qingshan walked dejectedly through the wilderness when he suddenly heard a rustling sound behind him.

Someone is following me.

They want to kill someone and steal their treasure.

Although he knew he was nearing the end of his life, Li Qingshan did not intend to die immediately.

Thinking of this, Li Qingshan immediately sped up.