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

Ironback had seen Bald Salt play with this black iron spear before.

This gun is exceptionally heavy; you can only use it to smash and slash three times in your hand.

But in Li Qingshan's hands, it was like a needle.

Wrong, completely wrong.

Li Qingshan was not the kind of cunning person who was powerless to even kill a chicken.

But if you clearly have such strength, why hide in the shadows?

Ironback had no time to think about the problem. The iron spear pierced his chest, and red blood flowed out, gushing out like a spring and spreading everywhere.

His body fell silently, his palms opened, revealing a small, shiny red pebble in his hand.

What is this?

Li Qingshan bent down and picked it up. Looking up, he saw that the battle was almost over.

Under the attack of the water ghost Adie, the barbarians were almost completely routed.

At this moment, a white figure appeared under the locust tree, raised its head, and smiled at Li Qingshan with a face covered in white hair.

The mourning ghost appeared.

The weight lifted from Li Qingshan's chest.

The mourning ghost simply raised the paper money and cried for a long time, which drove away the souls of some people. In the end, only a few people fled in panic.

Li Qingshan tossed a ghost-repelling copper coin to the mourning ghost, and then gave another one to the water ghost, Adie.

Ok?

The two evil spirits looked at each other, staring at the exorcising coins in each other's hands, their eyes seemingly sparking with rage.

It seems that new employees and old employees don't get along very well.

Li Qingshan shook his head and began cleaning up the battlefield.

He shook the bell, gathering the zombie laborers in the open space in front of the haunted field.

In the battle just now, some of the zombies had their heads chopped off or had large holes punched in their bodies.

Their work has just ended, and they are about to move on to the next stage—fertilizing the fields.

Fortunately, the mourning ghost captured another group of barbarians, who were not only physically stronger but also more skilled in combat.

Therefore, our staff not only did not decrease, but actually increased.

Li Qingshan shook the bell and began directing the zombie laborers to work.

They took hoes, dug pits in the murder field, and buried the bodies in the soil.

Newly acquired Green Locust Coins +1

Green locust money +3

Green locust money +5

……

Seeing the numbers in front of him keep changing, Li Qingshan took advantage of the opportunity to make a hefty sum of money.

With these Green Locust Coins, he can summon more monsters from the Fierce Field.

While the farmhands were busy, Li Qingshan lit a cigarette and stepped back into the house.

Inside the house, Old Zhang was still smoking his pipe.

Li Qingshan handed the red pebble to him and asked, "What's this?"

Old Zhang frowned, examined it carefully for a while, and said, "This should be the Blood Spirit Stone of the Barbarians. They take the vertebrae from human bones, break them into sections, and play with them in their hands. They also add secret medicine until the stones become transparent and colorless. Only then can this evil treasure be considered to have been refined."

"What's the use of refining it?" Li Qingshan asked.

"It can suck blood."

Li Qingshan was startled, as if he had been bitten by a snake, and almost dropped the corpse on the ground.

"It doesn't suck your blood, it sucks the blood of the dead. When a person is just dying but not quite, their blood and energy are at their peak, and that's when they're most nourishing. If you swallow a blood-red stone like this, once it's fully saturated with blood, it's enough to extend your life by ten years."

Li Qingshan frowned: "So, how much blood does this stone have to suck before it's saturated?"

"There must be at least a thousand people."

Li Qingshan frowned even more, staring intently at the pebble in his palm, and said, "So, the barbarians' purpose in coming here this time is to feed this stone?"

"There might be more than one. Maybe there's something else going on, and this bloodstone was just a side effect," Old Zhang said.

……

As the night passed midnight, the surrounding area was ablaze with firelight.

Huyan Chigou was riding his horse along the road when he suddenly felt uneasy and couldn't help but glance into the distance.

Ironback has been gone for a while now, why hasn't he come back yet?

"Chieftain, Chieftain..."

A group of people arrived on horseback, panting heavily, their faces filled with terror.

"What's going on? Where's Ironback?" Huyan Chigou exclaimed in surprise.

"Ironback is dead."

"What!" Huyan Chigou was shocked.

"That place was too eerie. There were pigs, ghosts, and a wailing monk. Out of more than thirty brothers, only a few of us escaped."

Huyan Chigou looked incredulous. His raid on the northern lands was pre-planned. Just like countless times before, the pioneers would either stand motionless under his blade or run away with their heads in their hands, waiting for him to strike them down.

The barbarian hooves will plow through the entire northern lands.

This time, I've run into a tough nut to crack.

During the process of plowing the court and sweeping the caves, he knocked out his molar.

There shouldn't be people like this among the land reclamation households!

"Where is that Blood Spirit Stone?" Huyan Chigou asked.

"What Blood Spirit Stone?" The subordinate looked completely bewildered.

Oops!

Huyan Chigou knew he was in trouble. The Blood Spirit Stone belonged to Wulemon and had been distributed to a few of his most trusted people.

If he finds out that I lost the Blood Spirit Stone, how will I ever be able to stand on the grasslands again?

Thinking of this, Huyan Chigou tightened the reins and said, "Turn back and avenge Tiebei!"

The subordinate, who had just escaped with his life, immediately changed his expression.

"Chieftain, that person is incredibly powerful!"

"We can't just go and throw our lives away."

"Stop talking!" Huyan Chigou shouted, "The blood of my Chigou tribe cannot be shed in vain. I don't believe there are such stubborn people among the Southerners. Call everyone over and come with me."

Seeing Huyan Chigou's behavior, everyone knew that saying anything more would be useless.

Everyone put their hands together, placed them to their lips, and let out long howls.

The whistling sound pierced through the night and traveled very far.

The Red Dog tribe members, who were slaughtering each other in various villages, all raised their heads and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

"What does the chieftain want with us?"

"Could it be that they discovered some treasure that they can't take away?"

"Go quickly, go quickly."

The crowd gathered like a stream, and in the blink of an eye, there were two or three hundred people.

Holding torches and riding swift horses, they resembled a red river in the night.

They converge in the same direction.

……

Zhang Ada finally left the camp under cover of darkness. After all, there weren't many people rushing to escape at this time, and the camp's sentry posts weren't particularly tight.

Before leaving, he also took a horse. Seeing that there was no one around, he mounted the horse and rode towards home.

What I saw and encountered along the way was simply hell on earth.

The entire village was slaughtered, the corpses lay on the ground, and a pungent, fishy smell filled the air.

"Is this still the human world?"

Is this how I ended up after traveling so far to the north?

Zhang Ada's heart was pounding, and he gritted his teeth to keep from falling off his horse.

He must get home as soon as possible to see his wife and children and confirm their safety.

"Big Aru!"

A child ran out from the collapsed ruins, looking at himself with some surprise.

"It's Da Aru, we're saved!"

"We can defeat even the barbarians of the Great Arulen Grassland."

More people emerged from the corner, their eyes brimming with tears: "Big Aru, help!"