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

Liu Er suddenly rolled his eyes.

He wanted to escape, he wanted to get away immediately! Right now! From this godforsaken place!

But as soon as he exerted force, he realized something was wrong.

My whole body felt incredibly heavy, as if I was being pressed down by something, and I couldn't move at all.

Turning his head, his gaze shifted downwards, and he realized that the cold soil was almost up to his chest.

The female ghost, dressed in flowing white robes with dark red "blood" trickling from her seven orifices, sat steadily on the mound of earth, smiling as she looked down at him.

The smile, illuminated by phosphorescence and moonlight, was distorted and terrifying!

Liu Er's whole body immediately stiffened.

He thought seeing the female ghost change her face was the ultimate horror, but now... the female ghost's true form, that skeleton, might just be the one right next to his head.

And the spirit of that "female ghost"... was sitting on him, burying him alive!

Then look at the pale paper banner next to it, fluttering in the night wind, with the words "Summoning the Soul" written on it...

Finally, the gaze returned to the skull beside its head, whose eye sockets were emitting green flames, as if it would speak at any moment...

All the terror combined to create an extremely horrifying scene that his fragile nerves simply could not bear!

Liu Er's mouth opened and closed unconsciously, like a fish out of water, making strange "hoarse" sounds in his throat, but he couldn't make a sound no matter what he did.

Extreme fear had seized his vocal cords.

Chen Mingxuan, standing at the edge of the pit, looked down at him with great interest, admiring the fascinating changes in his face as he contorted with fear.

Liu Er stared back and forth at the suffocating scene before him: the skull, the pit, and the soil that reached his neck.

And the heavy weight on her body, the rustling soul banner beside the female ghost...

Time seemed to freeze for a moment.

All the visual shocks, along with the deep-seated, horrific memories, converged at this moment into a torrent that destroyed all reason!

finally--

"ah--!!!"

A roar, seemingly fueled by the utmost of his life force, filled with extreme terror and desolation, suddenly erupted from deep within Liu Er's throat!

It shattered the silence of the wilderness!

"Holy crap! There's a ghost!!!"

"Help! Help me, please!!!"

His limbs began to struggle and twist wildly, trying to break free from the mud binding him and to overturn the "female ghost" sitting on his chest.

I wanted to escape this nightmarish pit! Tears and snot instantly covered my face, mixed with cold sweat and the smell of urine, making me look extremely disheveled.

In another, more remote, overgrown, abandoned courtyard.

Zhao Si was awakened by a faint, extremely shrill, and terrified howl coming from afar.

The cry was filled with despair, like a cold needle piercing his unconscious consciousness.

His eyelids twitched, and he slowly woke up.

My eyelids lifted heavily, and my vision was still a little blurry.

The image of that hideous, grotesque face with blue fangs and blood dripping from its eyes, which I saw before I lost consciousness, still lingered in my mind!

My heart skipped a beat, and fear instantly returned!

He tried to move, but found his body was firmly bound and he could not move.

My gaze slowly focused, and I felt something in my eye.

The thing was very close to him, less than a foot away, swaying slowly in the night breeze.

It was a humanoid thing. I moved my gaze slightly upward and saw a deathly pale face with two round, rosy cheeks, and an exaggerated smile that stretched to the ears, drawn with ink.

The most horrifying thing was that a long, scarlet, terrifying tongue dangled from that gaping mouth!

The paper figure had a thin rope around its neck and hung from a low tree branch.

When the wind blew, the paper figure swayed, and its "tongue" flicked back and forth, almost touching Zhao Si's nose.

Mom... Oh my god...!

Zhao Si was so frightened that his soul almost left his body, and his mind went blank. He almost fainted again!

This scene was so thrilling! It was even more bizarre and creepy than that ghost mask from before!

He wanted to struggle, to scream, to call for help, and to tear the monster in front of him to pieces!

But his mouth was stuffed tightly with a stinky, hard rag.

His cheeks bulged, and he could only make muffled, desperate "uh-uh" sounds, unable to utter a single clear syllable!

Extreme fear made him struggle frantically! He wanted to break free of his restraints and escape this ghostly place with paper figures hanging from heads and sticking out tongues!

The more he struggled, the tighter the ropes binding him became.

His neck, in particular, was being tightly bound by the rough rope, causing a burning pain that made it difficult for him to breathe and made his vision blur.

But the paper figure with its "long tongue" sticking out, swaying back and forth, was right in front of him! He couldn't close his eyes, nor could he look away.

He could only watch helplessly as that thing swayed in the night wind, its pale face and scarlet "tongue" constantly assaulting his senses.

Extreme fear, a feeling of suffocation, and an intense visual impact are intertwined.

Finally, Zhao Si's body trembled violently, and his crotch felt hot—he had wet himself in fear.

The cold urine soaked through his thin trousers, bringing a negligible, humiliating warmth, but doing nothing to dispel the bone-chilling cold and despair that enveloped him.

He slumped against the tree trunk, only heavy, painful moans and uncontrollable trembling remaining.

Inside the room, Jia Heiyu looked at the several injured and sick patients lying haphazardly, and was gripped by a deep sense of powerlessness.

Just as he was hesitating, several more terrified and desperate screams came from afar.

The cry was extremely mournful, echoing through the empty wilderness and graveyard, even more tragic than the previous one.

The voice sounded inhuman, filled with the terror of impending death and utter collapse.

It drifted in intermittently through the dead of night, each time like an icicle piercing Jia Heiyu's heart.

Upon hearing this, Jia Heiyu's pupils suddenly contracted, and cold sweat broke out on his back. His grip on the iron rod tightened involuntarily.

What terrifying thing did Liu Er and Zhao Si encounter outside? How could they be so scared?

That scream was unlike anything one would make when encountering a human!

Monkey Three and Dog Five also heard it.

The two were already terrified, and now they were even more pale, their eyes filled with fear that was almost overflowing. They huddled together in a corner, trembling like leaves.

"No, I won't go... I'd rather die than go..."

Monkey Three coughed and mumbled incoherently, desperately trying to shrink back.

"I...I can't move..."

Dog Five, his voice trembling with tears, hid his head, which was wrapped in cloth, behind Monkey Three.

Jia Heiyu's heart grew colder and colder, sinking to the bottom.

It's only just past midnight, and there are still several hours until dawn!

The night is still long. After that unknown "thing" outside finishes dealing with Liu Er and Zhao Si, the next one... won't it be these people in their room?

Can this dilapidated house stop that thing? They're all injured and crippled now, how are they going to deal with it?

No! He can't just sit here and wait to die! He has to run! He has to run right now!