The 24-Year-Old Is a Farmer, Carrying a Hoe to Bury the Gods.

Ye Xing travels through the fantasy world, taking with him his hometown's courtyard house and everything in his home. After coming here, those things have also been strengthened. The sickle that cuts the body has become as sharp as clay, and even the strongest evil cultivator can still cut it without fail. The tractor is so powerful that it can pull even though it is a mountain thousands of feet high. Even the cat* at home seems to be acting strangely, and the mythical beast is also in awe of it? Ye Xing doesn't have any lofty ambitions, but he just doesn't want to be wronged. Wage arrears, right? Robbery of civilian girls, right? Robbery, right? He's still a kid, right? Relying on the old and selling the old, right? Ye Xing couldn't bear it, and he wanted justice. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.