Transmigrated into a fat wife, farming, raising children, and picking up husbands

The shadow was extremely elusive! Its color was deathly pale.

Liu Er's heart skipped a beat, then he began pounding the drums frantically! He stared wide-eyed, defiantly trying to see more clearly.

But the shadow flashed by in an instant, disappearing into the deeper darkness and swaying tree shadows, so fast that he almost thought it was an illusion, that he was seeing things.

But that chilling feeling was truly nailed to his spine.

"Old, old, old, eldest brother, outside, outside, outside, it seems there really is 'something' outside."

"W-what is that?!" Dog Five's voice changed, trembling.

"Hmm, it seems... there's something on the tree..." Liu Er's teeth started chattering.

"I understand!" Monkey Three covered his mouth, his voice barely audible.

"It must be that we...we...have gotten ourselves into trouble with something unclean. Did...we take over someone else's land, and they...have come back to cause us trouble?"

"Bullshit!" Jia Heiyu cursed in a low voice, but his voice lacked conviction. "This dilapidated garden has been abandoned for over a decade! If there were ghosts, they would have appeared long ago! Why would it have waited until now?"

"But..." Monkey Three wanted to say something more.

"What a load of bull! Shut the hell up, all of you!" Jia Heiyu growled irritably. "Anyone who spouts nonsense again, I'll throw them out first!"

The room fell silent again, with only the sound of the wind and the pounding of everyone's heartbeats.

On the other side, in a secluded corner of a deserted garden.

Ping An, like a nimble raccoon, silently crept behind the weeds where Lin Xiuer was hiding.

"My lady, those people inside are already terrified. If they continue to be frightened like this, they'd rather suffocate inside than come out."

Lin Xiuer stroked her chin and nodded, a cunning yet calm light flashing in her eyes.

"Hmm, the timing is almost right; it's time to 'lure the enemy into the trap.'"

She made a few soft chirping sounds, like insects chirping.

This is the agreed-upon assembly signal.

Soon, Hu Yidao, Liu Sanzhen, Chen Mingxuan, Wu Liangcai, and Liu Ruyan, who was quietly hiding in the shadows of the corridor, all gathered together silently, like shadows in the dark night.

When they heard Ping An say that the people inside were almost scared to death, their faces lit up with excitement, as if they were about to put on an even more energetic performance.

Especially Liu Ruyan, whose beautiful eyes, which always held a hint of melancholy, shone brightly in the darkness, filled with novelty and an almost childlike joy.

That was so satisfying.

She never expected that Lin Xiuer's seemingly absurd plan, combined with her and Uncle Songnian's secret ventriloquism, would have such an amazing effect.

It actually managed to terrify those usually fierce and ruthless thugs, leaving them paranoid and suspicious.

Actually, you can't entirely blame Jia Heiyu and his group for being cowardly.

After all, they've done too many bad things, and what they fear most is that the people they've killed will turn into vengeful ghosts and come after them.

She felt a little regretful: why hadn't she and Uncle Songnian thought of creating such a well-structured and visually stunning "spectacle" before?

Lin Xiuer was still sincerely praising her performance.

"Miss Ruyan, your crying, and the subsequent meowing and barking of the cat and dog, were absolutely amazing! So lifelike! To me, it sounded exactly the same as the real thing."

Liu Ruyan felt her cheeks flush slightly and a little guilty.

The crying was indeed hers, but the sharp, short meows of the cat and the subsequent barking of the dog, filled with terror and quickly fading away, were actually the work of Uncle Songnian, who was hiding outside the courtyard wall.

However, she couldn't explain the details at the moment, so she lowered her eyelashes slightly and vaguely acknowledged the "credit".

"Sister Lin, you flatter me. Your owl calls were truly vivid; they gave me chills and goosebumps."

The group hid in the shadows, keeping a watchful eye on any movement from the direction of the main house, while secretly covering their mouths and chuckling.

After the initial tension and excitement, the thrill of successfully pulling off a prank left everyone feeling somewhat exhilarated.

"Alright, everyone, the first step was a great success. What Black Fish Seven Fiends? They haven't even started scattering paper money yet, and the paper figures on the trees are already terrified into this cowardly state."

Soon, Lin Xiuer stopped joking and belittling.

"Now it's time for our 'Moonlight Beauty' plan! Everyone, hurry up and change your outfits! Let's take them down one by one."

Without further ado, the group immediately got to work. Under the cover of the dim moonlight and the corners of the ruins, they quickly changed into their pre-prepared "outfits".

Hu Yidao and Liu Sanzhen donned the towering pointed hats and wide-sleeved robes of the Black and White Impermanence, and grasped the cold, imitation soul-snatching chains in their hands.

Wu Liangcai put on the judge's robe hastily made by Liu Sanzhen, painted with a hideous ghost face, and held in his hand a "Book of Life and Death" pasted with old account books.

Chen Mingxuan changed into a flowing white dress.

Her long hair was loose, and her face was made up with rouge and powder to create a pale and tragic "female ghost" look.

He ultimately couldn't escape the fate of playing a female ghost, but thankfully the plan was adjusted.

He and Liu Ruyan had a clear division of labor.

Liu Ruyan was tasked with disguising herself as a sorrowful and beautiful lonely woman, playing the zither under the moon.

He, on the other hand, was responsible for dressing up as a terrifying female ghost with blood flowing from all seven orifices, to scare people.

One is responsible for luring people out, and the other is responsible for scaring them out of their wits.

"Splitting them like this seems to double the effect," Chen Mingxuan muttered to himself, trying to reassure himself.

At least we don't have to maintain that melancholic and sorrowful tone all the time.

He found the scary part rather amusing, and no longer dreaded the "blood flowing from seven orifices" makeup on his face.

Liu Sanzhen took out the white clothes, thin gauze, pale pink and blood red paint that had been prepared for him beforehand.

Liu Ruyan skillfully applied makeup to Chen Mingxuan, puffing thick white powder onto his face and using bluish-gray to create shadows under his eyes and around his mouth.

Finally, use the prepared "blood" to carefully draw the corners of the eyes, mouth, and nostrils.

Chen Mingxuan looked at himself in the small bronze mirror. The pale, swollen face with blood seeping from its seven orifices startled him, and he quickly put the mirror down.

Next, Liu Ruyan began applying makeup to the others.

A pale white base with dark blue outlines was used to draw majestic yet ferocious lines on Wu Liangcai's face.

Hu Yidao and Liu Sanzhen were dressed as the Black and White Impermanence. She used the whitest lead powder mixed with a little egg white and applied a thick layer to their faces.

Her skin was deathly pale, devoid of any color, even covering her lips.

Then, around their eyes, use bluish-black and dark red paint to create a deep, sunken, bloodshot effect.

After changing, the group looked each other over and couldn't help but gasp.

Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the branches and leaves, illuminating the pale, eerie faces.

Coupled with their eerie robes, they looked exactly like a group of ghost messengers and officials who had slipped out of the underworld.

Even they themselves felt a chill run down their spines when they saw it.

The eerie and terrifying city of the unjustly dead was also set up, with various bones and paper ghost figures scattered throughout the garden.

Liu Ruyan had let her hair down, put on a white veil, and sat down in the half-collapsed pavilion, holding a guqin.

The moonlight was dim, and the shadows of the trees swayed, creating a truly lonely atmosphere reminiscent of a beautiful woman sitting alone under the moon, bored and listless.