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

The white smoke rings gradually dissipated, filling the air with a pleasant fragrance.

Manager Fang and the dozen or so burly men behind him all took a step back.

This treasure, which was not long ago being snapped up by everyone, is now being fought over like a raging flood.

After exhaling a smoke ring, Li Qingshan looked at them calmly, his expression neither sad nor happy.

Seeing his arrogant demeanor, Manager Fang had no more doubts. He waved his hand, and the burly men behind him took another step forward.

Li Qingshan picked up the iron hammer beside him. The heavy hammer felt as light as a feather in his hands as he banged it against the red-hot iron blank on the anvil.

Shopkeeper Fang gritted his teeth and threatened, "Are you crazy? Do you know who you've offended? This is a matter of life and death! Hand over the antidote now, and you might still be able to save your life."

Ding ding ding.

Li Qingshan remained silent, only tapping the iron ingot.

"This time, even Eunuch Bai in the palace has been poisoned by your opium. He's a figure who has connections to the highest levels of government. With a flick of his finger, he could crush you to death."

Ding ding ding.

"Hand over the antidote, and the Tian family will discuss anything you want with you!" Manager Fang's tone softened, changing from a threat to a plea.

Only then did Li Qingshan raise his head, still looking at him with an expressionless gaze: "Do you think you're qualified to talk to me?"

Manager Fang's heart skipped a beat, as if he had been pierced by a sharp arrow.

He had shot the arrow himself not long ago, but now it had taken a detour and struck him squarely in the chest.

Without asking the young master to take action, any further discussion will be useless.

……

In the backyard of Jiangnan Restaurant, Manager Fang met the young master. At this moment, the red patches on his body continued to expand, and some had already joined together.

As the young master spoke to him, his face kept twitching, and bits of flesh kept falling off.

"Bang!"

He slammed a teapot to the ground, enduring the excruciating pain, and said, "Has he gone mad? A farmer, thinking about eating at the table. Arrest him, now!"

"Master, it's more important to find a way to obtain the antidote first. Other matters can be discussed later. I think you might as well talk to him and see what conditions he offers?"

"Talk to me? He's not worthy!" Tian Wuwang's teeth were already bleeding from clenching them. "Have him arrested tonight. Anyone who dares to go will receive a hundred taels of silver."

After leaving Jiangnanlou, Manager Fang gathered a dozen or so people and gave each of them fifty taels of silver.

"When you return, there will be fifty taels. If you can capture the person, the master will reward you handsomely."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes widened.

"Don't worry, Manager Fang."

"Leave it all to us."

"To die or to live?"

"As long as people don't die, nothing else matters."

"Okay!"

……

At night, a dozen burly men, their faces covered with black cloths and carrying weapons, stormed into the Big Locust Tree Slope.

Li Qingshan was snoring on the kang (a heated brick bed) when he suddenly heard a series of sobbing sounds coming from outside.

He put on his clothes, carried a black iron gun, and pushed open the door of the earthen house.

In the dim moonlight, the mourning ghost held a handful of paper money in its hand and threw it on the ground, making a whimpering sound.

The sound of crying was heartbreaking to hear and brought tears to the eyes of all who heard it.

In the open space in front of the house, a dozen or so dark figures stood silently, weapons in their hands.

Li Qingshan's eyes lit up. These were people who had come to replenish his long-term laborers. They were all in good physical condition and were good at working.

Li Qingshan shook the bell, and they gathered together, lining up in a row in front of him.

Li Qingshan gave each of them a straw hat and a loose robe, thus effectively incorporating them into the ranks of farmhands.

Huh?

What is this?

While draping clothes over them, Li Qingshan discovered that one of them had fifty taels of silver on him.

He searched carefully and found several packets of silver on the other people, each containing fifty taels.

Not bad, not bad, this is not only a gift but also a gift of money.

Li Qingshan carried the silver back to the house and piled it all in an earthenware jar by the kang (a heated brick bed). When he returned to the house, he didn't forget to give the mourning ghost a copper coin to ward off evil spirits.

……

The next morning, at Jiangnan Tower.

"What? Not a single one has returned!"

Tian Wuwang almost jumped out of bed, his eyes wide open, and more chubby face powder fell.

Manager Fang nodded: "I waited all night, a total of thirteen people, and not one of them returned."

A barely perceptible fear flickered deep in Tian Wuwang's eyes. His large lips trembled for a long moment before he finally uttered, "How did he do that?"

"Master, please talk to him. If this continues, I really can't take it anymore."

Tian Wuwang clenched his fists so tightly that he didn't even notice his nails digging into his flesh: "Fine, I'll talk to him, I'll have a good talk with him."

……

Northern Camp.

Zhou Wohu was tidying up his fishing rod behind his desk when a personal guard came in from outside.

"General Qi, there's more news."

"Speak?" Zhou Wohu didn't even raise his head.

"It's said that there was something wrong with that batch of tobacco, and the Meng, Qi, and Tian families were all scammed, especially the Tian family, who were scammed the most."

"Such a thing is true!" Zhou Wohu looked up, somewhat incredulous. "They're all seasoned business swindlers; how could they be so easily fooled?"

"They probably didn't take that person seriously."

"So that's how it is." Zhou Wohu pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I didn't expect that kid to be so ruthless. I'm starting to admire him more and more. However, offending three families at once isn't something you can handle with just a little cleverness. Have someone keep an eye on him from the shadows, and if he can't hold on, remember to help him."

"Yes."

Zhou Wohu raised his head, looked at the empty chairs in the command tent, and said, "Why hasn't that little girl bothered me lately? She's gone, and it's strangely quiet."

"It's said that Miss Shen is ill, quite seriously ill."

"So you were sick." Zhou Wohu nodded. "It's normal to get sick in the windy autumn."

After saying that, he continued to lower his head and arrange his fishing rod.

……

Big locust tree slope.

A horse-drawn carriage stopped at the bottom of the slope, followed by two large carts, one loaded with iron and the other with grain.

Manager Fang helped Tian Wuwang up the slope.

"Where is he? Where is he?" Tian Wuwang whispered.

"I'll go call him, young master. This is urgent, you mustn't get angry."

At this moment, a man stood up beside the haystack. He had been sleeping against the haystack, but now he stood up with a straw in his mouth.

"Young master, it's him."

Tian Wuwang could hardly believe it. This person was still very young, yet he had managed to get himself into such a mess.

Shopkeeper Fang said, "Li Qingshan, this is my master. He came here specifically to talk to you. You can state your terms now."

"How dare you speak to Mr. Aoyama like that!"

Tian Wuwang turned to Li Qingshan, his face immediately beaming with smiles, the fleshy buds under his skin wriggling like maggots: "Mr. Qingshan, there may be some misunderstanding between us. Whatever your request, please feel free to make it, and I will not refuse."

Shopkeeper Fang's eyes widened. He had initially worried that his master wouldn't be able to adapt, but he hadn't expected him to change his expression so quickly.