Shen Hengzhi knelt in the corner of the poor field. He dug three inches with the ancestral soil shovel and found only dead spiritual roots. The eldest brother took away ninety acres of fertile land, leaving him one and two acres of wasteland. Even the hired workers laughed at him as "the shame of a casual cultivator." He didn't know that when the tip of the shovel touched a black stone, a picture flashed in front of his eyes - three feet below the field, the spiritual treasure house of the ancient manor was buried. Little does he know that the blonde girl Isabella who comes to deliver black bread every day is being forced by her family to marry his brother. That day, his elder brother led people to steal his fallow field and forcefully sow it. The shovel suddenly trembled: there were "blood wheat" seeds hidden in the field that the lord could rob. Mavis Avril led people to burn down his hut. Isabella rushed into the fire and put the ancestral shovel back into his hand: "I will believe you in whatever you dig out." Shen Hengzhi clenched the shovel, with a dark fire burning in his eyes. He wants everyone who tramples on him to see that there is something more valuable than the spiritual field under this poor field. And that girl, whoever touches a hair on her head will let her soul die for three seasons.
