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

"What big trouble could a sword cause?" Li Qingshan asked, puzzled.

"Last time I entrusted the sword to an acquaintance for care, but unexpectedly, some passersby saw it and really wanted it, so they came to me. I can't make the decision either. Do you want to sell that sword? Judging from their expressions, if you don't sell it, I'm afraid there will be trouble."

"That sword was the first weapon I ever forged, and it means a lot to me. If they really want it, they'll have to pay extra."

Tuesday Dog: "..."

Anyway, there's plenty of pig manure in the pit. If they want one, they can just make another one themselves and hone their skills.

"How much money are they prepared to offer?"

"One hundred taels of silver." Zhou Ergou waved his large hand. "Cash."

This was a shocking number for Zhou Ergou, but Li Qingshan clearly didn't react much.

Perhaps he had never seen so much money before and didn't know what a hundred taels of silver meant.

"Actually, I don't need the money much. There's only so much I can buy in the north," Li Qingshan said. "Could you discuss having him send over a cartload of iron, preferably for trade outside the pass?"

Zhou Ergou said, "I'll go and discuss it with them. It's not easy to transport a cartload of iron to the border. I don't know if they will agree."

After the dog left on Tuesday, Li Qingshan came to the pit again. Now that the iron material was exhausted, the black pigs started gnawing on the soil again, making them look like earthworms.

Unexpectedly, this is a money-making pig; with this pig, I can continuously gain wealth.

With enough iron, you can build your own iron cage and create a high-level monster spawner.

This is exactly what Li Qingshan has been longing for.

At this moment, several more piles of pig manure appeared in the pig pit. Li Qingshan shook a brass bell and summoned a zombie bandit, ordering him to carry a basket down to collect the manure.

He lit a cigarette to replenish his depleted mental energy.

The bandit was much more agile. He slowly crept down into the pit and was just about to pick up the dung when the black boar suddenly rushed over and bit off one of his hands.

Ok……

Just as Li Qingshan was about to stop them, he thought that since the zombie had lost a hand, it couldn't work anymore, so they might as well be used as feed, as a reward for the black pig.

He then took his black gun and personally went down into the pit.

When the black pig saw the black gun, it remembered its previous experience and shrank into a ball, hiding in a corner.

Li Qingshan picked up the pig manure, closed the fence again, and went to the blacksmith's shed.

He started a fire, threw pig manure into the furnace, burned it into iron billets, and then forged them on an anvil.

The metal pig manure was melted into a block, slowly unfolding its shape, and eventually becoming a sword blank.

"Aoyamaro, Aoyamaro."

Just then, another voice arrived. Li Qingshan glanced outside the shack and saw Shen Ying, dressed in men's clothing, riding over on horseback.

"Young man, what brings you here?"

"Why can't I come and see you...?"

Shen Ying jumped off her horse and suddenly froze. Inside the shack, Li Qingshan was shirtless. The shack was sweltering, and sweat streamed down his muscles, making him look both red and black.

Li Qingshan hurriedly put on an outer garment, as the red spots on his body had not yet faded, and he couldn't let Shen Ying see them.

"What, are you embarrassed? We're all men, what's there to be afraid of?"

Shen Ying, on the contrary, became nonchalant, walking into the shack with her hands behind her back: "What are you doing?"

"It's not that I'm embarrassed, it's just that my pectoral muscles aren't as well-developed as yours, brother." Li Qingshan fastened the last button of his outer shirt.

Shen Ying's gaze fell on the unfinished sword blank, and she said, "You know how to forge iron?"

"Farmers, just figure it out yourself. What can't you do?"

"Perfect timing! I've never seen blacksmithing before. I'd like to see how you do it."

Li Qingshan was covered in sweat, and his outer clothes felt sticky and uncomfortable after he put them on.

He picked up the hammer and banged it haphazardly a couple of times, trying to get rid of Shen Ying.

Shen Ying opened her eyes wide and saw Li Qingshan's muscles tense up when he swung the hammer, and she couldn't help but swallow.

"You know so much! You can farm, hunt, and even carve wood."

"Well, it's always good to have more skills," Li Qingshan said.

"Let me try..."

Shen Ying became interested and squeezed next to Li Qingshan. Suddenly, she felt a little dizzy and lightheaded, but she couldn't tell whether it was the heat from the stove or the aura emanating from Li Qingshan.

She suddenly felt her face flush, and tried to grab the large hammer in Li Qingshan's hand, but couldn't quite get a grip. Then she picked up a small hammer next to her and tapped it a few times.

Ding ding ding.

Stab it!

The sword blank was plunged into the bucket of water, revealing clear and captivating black patterns.

Shen Ying suddenly froze. Although the sword was not yet sharpened, she could already feel its captivating power.

"This is the first sword I've ever forged myself. Could you give it to me?"

"..." Li Qingshan thought to himself, "I clearly collected the manure and lit the fire myself, so how did it become that you personally did it?"

"Since you want it, then I'll give it to you. We're friends, after all," Li Qingshan said, somewhat reluctantly.

Upon hearing this, Shen Ying's heart stirred; she didn't want to owe Li Qingshan a favor.

"Look at how stingy you are. Do you think I would take your things for free? This..." She reached into her clothes and suddenly realized that she had changed into men's clothes today and had not brought anything valuable with her.

"Never mind, never mind, we're friends after all."

Shen Ying shook her head, then suddenly raised the riding whip in her hand: "Consider this a token. In the future, I can grant you one request, a request that will absolutely not disappoint you."

"Actually, there's no need."

"What I say goes. I never owe anyone a favor." Shen Ying exhaled softly, revealing the unyielding aura of a person in a superior position.

"Alright, alright, I'll accept it," Li Qingshan said.

Shen Ying then smiled broadly and said, "The sword-testing competition is about to begin. If I take this sword, I'm sure I can cut all their swords in half."

"What is the Sword Testing Tournament?" Li Qingshan asked, puzzled.

"It's when the young people from the North gather together and compare their weapons. I always lost in previous years, and several of my swords were broken."

Shen Ying no longer seems to be hiding her identity. Could someone who can shatter a sword in a year be an ordinary person?

"Does this sword have a name? Why don't you give it one?"

"Let's call it the Pig Dung Sword."

"The God-Slaying Sword." Shen Ying nodded. "What a great name, so powerful."

Li Qingshan: "..."

Shen Ying had only come here on a whim, but unexpectedly obtained a fine weapon. She was already looking forward to the upcoming sword-testing tournament.

She was about to take her leave of Li Qingshan when she suddenly saw him raise his small riding whip and say, "Can I make a request of you based on this?"

Shen Ying nodded emphatically: "Any request is acceptable, I will definitely make you satisfied."

"Any request is acceptable?"

Li Qingshan wiped the sweat from his face and looked at Shen Ying. Shen Ying was about to agree when she suddenly realized that his gaze was naked and aggressive, like a beast in the mountains staring at its prey, ready to strip it bare.

Her expression suddenly became somewhat unnatural, her breathing became rapid, and she subconsciously tensed her legs.

"Then please help me retrieve the riding whip." With that, Li Qingshan threw the riding whip heavily into the distance.

"You..." Shen Ying looked at the whip that had fallen into the dust, her face turning from red to white with anger. She jumped onto her horse and rode away.

"You bastard!"