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

There were many corpses on the ground, some of them barbarians, others of refugees.

Looking at the corpse in front of him, he felt a little sorry for it. If he had taken it back to Huai Shupo, he could have turned it into a lot of fertilizer.

Li Qingshan stood in the middle of the open space, examining the wounds on his body. He pulled the arrow out of his shoulder, and because the medicinal effects of the Blood Red Jade were still present, the wound healed quickly after the foreign object was removed.

Sigh, I used to always pursue the no-damage method.

However, after two consecutive battles, Li Qingshan realized that his strength was already quite formidable.

Consuming the Blood Jade increased his strength, and frequent hunting further honed his speed and reaction abilities.

If I play well now, I can handle seven or eight barbarians.

With the addition of the Blood Jade that restores health and the special beans that enhance stamina, dealing with a dozen or so barbarians is a piece of cake.

He lit a cigarette he carried with him and felt his spirit gradually strengthening.

He had already seen something that terrified him.

In chaotic times, human life is less valuable than that of pigs and dogs.

He looked around; the surviving refugees huddled behind the collapsed wall, watching him with fear.

People didn't know where this dark-faced man came from; he seemed even more terrifying than a barbarian.

"Have you seen where the barbarians went?"

Everyone shook their heads. Nowadays, everyone was avoiding them like the plague, so why would they inquire about the whereabouts of the barbarians?

Ugh……

Li Qingshan spat out the cigarette butt; it seemed he would have to try his luck himself.

Not long after he rode away on horseback, a group of pioneers followed him to this place.

"Who was that just now?"

"He saved us."

"He killed more than a dozen barbarians here."

After whispering among themselves for a while, they finally decided to follow Li Qingshan.

Before leaving, they grabbed whatever they could find to use as a weapon for self-defense.

Li Qingshan soon encountered a second group of barbarians. There were only seven or eight of them, which was just enough for Li Qingshan to eat.

Moreover, the two consecutive battles also gave him valuable experience.

His knife was sharp, and his gun was heavy enough.

As long as the horse's speed is increased, a single charge can finish off an enemy, giving them no chance to shoot an arrow.

He simply charged, charged, and charged again, and wiped out the barbarians before him.

After resting and recuperating, Li Qingshan continued searching for targets in the vicinity.

He became increasingly adept at it, and it seemed that he now possessed the strength to confront people head-on, in addition to lurking in the shadows and plotting against them.

Night deepened, and darkness enveloped the land.

Li Qingshan took out the yellow gourd from his pocket. Although he already had the strength to confront people head-on, he was still more used to scheming behind their backs.

In the darkness, a cacophony of ghostly wails and howls echoed all around.

The barbarians had been fighting here for a day and a night, and the blood had already flowed like a river. The aura of the dead had attracted many demons and evil spirits, who were now roaming around under the cover of night.

Li Qingshan saw the upside-down man covered in iron plates, the ghost of the unjustly killed woman in her wedding dress, the ghost of the hanged man without a tongue, and the water ghost squatting by the river, endlessly grieving.

Sometimes, even Li Qingshan couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was a human or a ghost.

The boundary between the underworld and the human world is becoming increasingly blurred.

He simply led the mourning ghosts, operating stealthily in the darkness, and hunted them down for an entire night.

Just like he promised Zhou Ergou, he would avenge him. And just like he promised Zhang Ada, he would tell others how much a land reclamation farmer's life is really worth.

…………

In a cave near the grassland, a campfire was burning. Zheguer stretched comfortably and turned the roasted chicken on the fire over.

Ulemon, on the other hand, seemed somewhat distracted. Zheguer urged, "Drink up, it's so cold, have some wine to warm yourself up."

"I'm just curious, why would the Azure Scale Clan get involved in this?" Ulemon was a little preoccupied, mainly because he noticed that Zheguer was unusually excited, as if something good had happened.

"Just killing some prey when I have nothing else to do," Zheguer said casually, though a hint of excitement lingered in his heart. As long as the blood beasts that had eaten their fill were returned to their caves, the Azure Scale Lord would replenish his blood energy, which would accelerate his transformation into a dragon.

If the Azure Scale Clan were blessed by a dragon, then they would have no rivals on the entire grassland.

And it's not just the grasslands...

The dragon is destined to rule the world.

At that moment, a barbarian from the Red Bone tribe rushed in and entered the cave.

Before he could speak, another barbarian from the Canglin tribe barged in, his face bearing the exact same panicked expression.

"Chieftain, something terrible has happened!"

Zheguer frowned: "What could be so bad? Tell me in detail?"

The barbarian from the Azure Scale tribe reported, "There is a person hunting us down. He has killed many of us. The Red Dog tribe has been wiped out."

Ulemon was immediately shocked: "The Red Dog tribe has two or three hundred people, how could they be wiped out? Was it done by one person?"

"According to those who escaped back, there was only one person," the barbarian from the Red Bone tribe reported.

"How could one person possess such great abilities? Is he a cultivator among the Southerners?"

"I don't know, none of the people who came back can say for sure."

"Alright, don't be too anxious." Zheguer clapped his hands. "There are many hidden talents among the Southerners. There may be some who are not easy to deal with, but in my opinion, they are nothing special."

Having said that, he clapped his hands and emerged from the darkness of the cave, a shadowy figure stepping out.

The temperature in the cave suddenly dropped a few degrees.

This is a water ape, standing at least twelve feet tall, its entire body wet, with bluish scales growing on its eyes, neck, armpits, and other areas.

Its eyes were a vibrant green, just like human eyes.

Ulemon recognized him as the master swordsman of the Canglin clan, known as Lord Shui, who was skilled with a large sword and possessed immense strength.

"Go, find that person, and bring his head to me," Zheguer ordered. The monster squeaked and left the cave.

With a broad smile, Zheguer said to Ulemon, "Let's continue drinking and eating. This little thing isn't worth worrying about."

Ulemon was troubled, however, because the Canglin clan was hiding its strength too deeply. If they couldn't rescue the Red Bone Lord this time, the Canglin clan would probably be in charge of the grasslands from now on.

……

A large group of people had already followed behind Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan's horse was fast, and they couldn't keep up, but they still chased after Li Qingshan.

Although the North is vast, apart from Li Qingshan behind him, there is nowhere else that can give them a sense of security.

Now, the barbarians are on guard, making it increasingly difficult to find them.

"Hey, slow down, you riding the black horse."

Suddenly, a sound rang out, and a burly man in a Taoist robe hurriedly walked out from behind the rock.

He was over nine feet tall, carrying a handy shovel, and his shoulders were like door panels.

"I heard there's a guy riding a black horse who killed a lot of barbarians. Could it be you?" the burly man asked.

"Who are you?" Li Qingshan gripped the black iron spear.

"Don't make a move, don't make a move! My name is Shi Bujing, and I'm from the Three Corpses Sect. I'm stuck here because I'm looking for trouble with the barbarians," the Taoist said. "The barbarians are hard to capture now, so let's cooperate."