A master of metaphysics is farming.

The three of them, carrying blankets, one carrying a chicken, and the other carrying a small bundle, limped up the small dam covered with weeds.

It's called a small dam, but it's actually a slightly higher earthen slope. Several years ago, some people from other places came here and stayed for a while. The thatched huts they built were simple, but still habitable.

Xiang He carefully pushed open the low gate of the fence. Inside was an open space enclosed by a fence. The simple thatched hut was not large, with a wooden frame forming an outer wall around it, and the roof was covered with thatch.

"Let's make do for tonight. Xiao Yang, go and gather some leaves and sweep them up. Give me a thick coat; I'll be keeping watch outside tonight."

She put the three chickens into the house, turned around and went outside. She stood outside the fence and looked at the house in the distance. She had good eyesight and could see the villagers being pushed and shoved out of the house. Yu was standing outside the door with her hands on her hips, and she could vaguely hear her cursing.

The family was busy inside. Xiang Dayong leaned against the door frame, watching Xiang He's figure. Her thin body stood straight. Recalling everything that had happened tonight, he felt that He girl... had changed.

Seeing him staring intently, Madam Su's gaze followed and fell on He'er. "Husband, let's ask about it tomorrow. It's been a commotion all night, and He'er must have been exhausted..."

"Um……"

Even if there are many questions to ask at this moment, they cannot be explained clearly in a short time. It is better to wait until everyone has rested before sitting down and discussing them in detail.

Xiang Dayong sighed and then fell silent. Xiang He listened to their movements but heard nothing. Her injured left wrist was no longer in pain.

She squatted down and sat cross-legged, trying to keep her voice down, "Keep an eye on that plot of land tonight, and wake me up if anyone comes."

"Hey girl, who are you talking to?"

A garment was draped over her back. Xiang He turned to look at Su Shi. "Talking to yourself, Mother. Go to sleep quickly. I'm worried that the other family will try to take our land tonight. I have to keep an eye on them."

Su squinted slightly as she looked into the distance. Although the moonlight shone down and illuminated the area, it was still difficult to see clearly.

Looking down, she saw Xiang He's earnest gaze. Madam Su frowned slightly and tightened her grip on Xiang He's shoulders. "He'er... Mother always feels..."

Xiang He's pupils trembled slightly. She raised her hand and patted her hand, her eyes crinkling as she smiled at her. "Mother, let's talk about it tomorrow morning. You should go and make the bed for the night. We'll figure out how to repair and add some things tomorrow."

Looking at that familiar face, Madam Su hesitated for a long time, but still did not ask any further questions. She just smiled gently and said, "Okay, if you can't stay up in the middle of the night, let Xiao Yang take your place."

"understood."

Xiang He watched as Madam Su returned to her room. She straightened her clothes, casually placed her hands on her knees, and closed her eyes to rest.

"Is there anything else you haven't finished? I'll help you finish it as soon as possible so you can be reincarnated."

This time, the voice was even lower, and a slight chill was felt beside her. A figure gleaming with a ghostly light squatted down. She wore the same clothes as Xiang He, and her casually tied-up hair was also the same. Looking at her pale face, it was exactly the same as Xiang He's.

That was Xiang He, who had already died. At this moment, his face was sorrowful but also somewhat relieved.

"Thank you..."

Xiang He did not reply, but her right hand fingers moved slightly. Apart from their names, the two even had the same birth date and time.

She didn't consider others, and never expected that she would have such a fate.

He was working hard and took on a job to soothe a soul, but he ended up putting his own soul inside the body. Now he's in some unknown ancient place, awakened by someone else's fresh corpse, and has to live by using that person's identity.

Xiang He was truly helpless. She still needed to find a way back, but she had to first resolve the original owner's wishes and solve the family's survival problem.

"Miss Xiang..."

A clear, ethereal voice interrupted her thoughts. Xiang He nodded with her eyes closed, "Go ahead."

Qinghun tilted her head slightly towards He, resting her chin on her hand as she looked at her profile. Her usually bright eyes now seemed empty. "How can you be sure that family will agree to split up?"

"Didn't you see that man having an affair with Xiang Lianhua? Have you forgotten what he said?"

Qinghun Xianghe suddenly remembered that half a month ago, she was kicked out by her grandmother at night to look at the land. Bored, she saw Xiang Lianhua's figure. In the middle of the night, she was heading towards the back mountain. Curious, she followed her. Unexpectedly, she found that Xiang Lianhua had arranged to meet a man. When the two embraced, she forgot to leave quickly.

A young woman who had just come of age had done such a despicable thing. She remained motionless, afraid of being discovered, until the commotion gradually subsided. She heard the man promise that he would definitely bring her home in a grand sedan chair with eight bearers and a hundred taels of silver. Afterwards, he even gave Xiang Lianhua a silver ingot.

She never dared to talk about it; it remained a deep memory.

"So that's how it is. That family is greedy; they're afraid they'll give us an extra share of the gifts they've received..."

Xiang He slowly opened his eyes. "Putting everything else aside, the reason why Xiang Lao Si agreed to divide the family property is because Father was determined and because he really didn't want to support idle people, so it was better to separate the property."

It's impossible for him to have a conscience. Xiang He said so much; I don't believe he didn't take it to heart at all. He must have considered many things and finally relented.

Looking at this face, Qinghun Xianghe felt somewhat dazed, as if it were unreal. Her heart tightened involuntarily. "Miss Xiang, could you wait until our family is settled before you leave?"

"As long as I use your body, I will always look after this family, don't worry."

The man and the ghost gazed at each other in silence, letting the long night pass by.

-

Xiang He closed her eyes to rest for a while, when a cool breeze woke her up. She opened her eyes abruptly and realized it was still dark.

The ethereal spirit beside me was long gone, its whereabouts unknown.

Her vision was blurry, but she seemed to see someone coming. Xiang He rubbed her eyes, and sure enough, a familiar figure was sneaking over.

A chill ran through Xiang He's slightly dark eyes. "In the middle of the night, why are you so eager to get beaten up..."

She sat motionless, watching the figure approach, groping for a handful of pebbles and waiting quietly.

The person was completely unaware that someone was sitting there because the area in front of her was covered by wild grass.

Thinking they were all asleep, Madam Yu hunched over as she walked forward, shouting, "You dared to steal a piece of land! I'll uproot it all tonight!"

The land Xiang Dayong got wasn't planted much to begin with, and if she ruins it again, this winter will be tough.

Xiang He watched her movements closely, and the moment her hand touched a straw, the pebble shot out from between his fingers—

"Ouch! What is that!" Yu rubbed her knee. It was so dark that she couldn't see anything, so she just assumed it was an accident.

As she moved her hand again, something struck her back. "Ouch!" she cried out, turning around in a panic, but there was nothing behind her. "That's strange..."

The moment she made a move, Xiang He would launch herself with pinpoint accuracy. Watching her twisting and turning body, Xiang He couldn't help but sneer.

Suddenly, a rose-red figure floated beside Madam Yu. Xiang He raised an eyebrow and made a few hand gestures. Qinghun understood instantly and nodded, a rare smile appearing on his face.

Xiang He aimed directly and struck Yu's forehead. The blow startled Yu, who rubbed her hands for a while. When she let go, a face glowing white appeared before her eyes!

"ah!!!--"

Screams echoed through the sky as Yu scrambled home.

"Finally, I can get some peace and quiet to rest for a while."