The peasant woman quickly calculated that the entire village had been preparing for a mass exodus th

"Snapped!"

A hard slap landed on her face, Zhao Taohua's ears rang, and she staggered and fell to the ground...

Who would dare to hit her?

Her cheeks stung, a sweet, metallic taste rose in her mouth, and she felt utterly weak. Zhao Taohua was so hungry her stomach was cramping; she felt like she could eat a whole cow right now…

She is someone who pampers herself the most and has never let herself suffer. How could she let herself go hungry?

"spit!"

Zhao Taohua spat out the blood in her mouth. She tried to raise her head, ready to curse the other person, but when she looked up, she saw a small old woman dressed in ancient costume with a dark and sinister face, looking down at her with disgust...

Has she seen a ghost again? Or is it an ancient ghost?

This ghost doesn't seem to have much yin energy, so how could it drag her into such a realistic illusion?

Zhao Taohua looked around at the surroundings. The small, traditional courtyard had uneven walls with countless cracks.

The house was dilapidated, with a sparse thatched roof and several collapsed sections.

The doors and windows were all on the verge of collapse, the interior was dark and gloomy, and the few pieces of furniture were broken and incomplete.

A dilapidated wooden table, its legs of varying lengths, leaned crookedly against the corner of the wall, with several chipped coarse porcelain bowls on it.

Just as Zhao Taohua was filled with doubt, she heard the old woman's sinister voice: "Little dog, it's already decided that you'll be Master Li's ninth concubine. Even if you die, you'll be a ghost of the Li family. Stop playing tricks and put on your wedding dress now!"

what?

Master Li? Nine concubines?

Zhao Taohua clenched her fists in anger. How dare that old hag humiliate her like this, making her a concubine for a ghost?

"Get out of here! You want me to be your ninth concubine?"

Zhao Taohua got up and slapped the other person twice, but the person was limp and had almost no strength in her hands.

Grandma Sun was furious and embarrassed. She had lived half her life and never imagined that one day she would be slapped in the face by her granddaughter.

"You little bastard!" Grandma Sun was so angry that she wanted to beat Zhao Taohua to death on the spot, but when she thought that she was about to miss the auspicious time, she forcibly suppressed her anger.

She directed her youngest son, Zhao Sanshi, and his wife, Wang Shi, saying, "You two, quickly put her in her wedding dress and send her to the Li residence right now!"

When Zhao Taohua heard the old woman's words, a flood of unfamiliar memories automatically rushed into her mind. This person was her grandmother, and she...

Is she a fourteen-year-old village girl from Zhao Family Village?

So, she's traveled through time now, instead of seeing a ghost?

Zhao Taohua was utterly dumbfounded. She was a powerful metaphysical master in the 21st century, and she was an expert in everything from fortune telling and ghost catching to feng shui, drawing talismans and refining elixirs. Many wealthy people asked her to do feng shui, fortune telling, and exorcising evil spirits.

She was only twenty-six years old and already had a ten-figure annual income. She pampered herself like a wealthy and beautiful flower every day. Now she has transmigrated into a poor and miserable village girl in ancient times.

The original owner of this body was also named Zhao Taohua. She was from Zhao Family Village, which was named because it was a clan village where everyone had the surname Zhao.

Zhao Village is surrounded by mountains, with frequent fog and high humidity, resulting in poor harvests. It is a well-known impoverished village in the surrounding area, and many people choose to work in the town to make a living.

Zhao Taohua's family didn't even own any land, so her parents worked in town year-round. They couldn't bear to see Zhao Taohua suffer like that, so they let her stay at home.

Zhao Taohua's father was the second son of the Zhao family. Back then, Qian Shi risked her life to give birth to Zhao Taohua, but she could no longer have children. So, Old Lady Sun made a fuss about divorcing Qian Shi.

Zhao Ershu remained steadfast in his refusal to divorce his wife, which angered Old Lady Sun so much that she separated the second wife from the Zhao family's old house. Years passed, and although the family lived a simple life, they remained together.

Unexpectedly, Old Lady Sun would take advantage of Zhao Ershu and his wife's absence to set her sights on Zhao Taohua.

Mr. Li, a fifty-year-old wealthy man in the town, suddenly fell seriously ill and needed to find a woman born on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month to bring him good luck. Mr. Li was willing to pay twenty taels of silver as a betrothal gift.

Twenty taels of silver!

This was a huge sum of money for the Zhao family's old house; the whole family could only earn two taels of silver a year through hard work.

Grandma Sun's grandsons are at the age of growing up and they always complain that they are not full. If they could get these twenty taels, life at the Zhao family's old house would be much better!

So, Granny Sun steeled herself and tried to persuade Zhao Taohua to become Li Yuanwai's ninth concubine. However, the original owner of the body refused, so Granny Sun locked her in the house and starved her for three days, and she eventually starved to death.

When I opened my eyes again, this body contained a different soul.

Today is the day of her wedding. Old Mrs. Sun has come again, bringing her youngest son and daughter-in-law. She insists on sending Zhao Taohua to the Li family mansion, no matter what!

Zhao Taohua felt a pang of heartache just thinking about the money in her 21st Century Bank account, her villas and luxury cars, and how her boyfriends were all eighteen years old with eight-pack abs. Now she was being asked to become a concubine for a dying fifty-year-old man to bring him good luck.

She's always the one breaking spells for others; no one's ever used her to break spells!

Grandma Sun was in charge of the Zhao family's old house. Zhao Sanshi and Wang Shi were used to listening to Grandma Sun. After all, Zhao Taohua wasn't their daughter. Besides, as long as they sent Zhao Taohua to the Li family, they would get twenty taels of silver, and then they would have meat to eat three times a day!

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing undisguised excitement in each other's eyes.

Zhao Sanshi and Wang Shi were tall and short, and both were thin, but they looked much healthier than Zhao Taohua. Besides, Zhao Taohua hadn't eaten for three days.

Zhao Taohua tensed up as she saw the two men approaching. If they really sent her to the Li family to be a concubine, she would be doomed!

Unfortunately, she was too weak to outrun the three of them.

Suddenly, Zhao Taohua sensed a trace of spiritual energy within her body.

Although it has little spiritual energy, it is better than nothing.

Her gaze fell on Zhao Sanshi, whose body was so filled with evil spirits that he was almost invisible, and whose yang energy had been drained to near zero by the evil spirits.

However, at this moment, no one could tell that anything was amiss.

Zhao Taohua narrowed her eyes slightly, a plan forming in her mind. She secretly made a hand seal with her right hand, channeling the last bit of spiritual energy into Zhao Sanshi's body.

However, that amount of spiritual energy was far too little to produce immediate results.

She asked casually, "Uncle, have you been having nightmares lately, being chased by evil spirits that you can't shake off no matter what you do?"

As soon as Zhao Taohua said this, Wang Shi, who had just taken a step towards her, felt a chill in the room and immediately couldn't help but shiver.

She thought it was because the door hadn't been opened for three days that the room was so cold.

Zhao Sanshi's pupils contracted: "How did you know?"

Zhao Sanshi was suspicious. He hadn't told anyone about his recent nightmares, so how did this brat know so much detail?

Zhao Taohua sneered inwardly: Of course she knew!

"Uncle, did you dream last night that you were being choked by a demon and almost died?" Zhao Taohua asked again.

Zhao Sanshi's expression changed drastically; he was absolutely right!

Zhao Sanshi stared wide-eyed at Zhao Taohua and asked, "Why does that evil spirit appear in my dreams every night?"

"Because there is a cause and effect between you and it, that's why it's clinging to you so tightly, and it will soon take your life."

To outsiders, Zhao Sanshi appeared no different from any other person, but in Zhao Taohua's eyes, Zhao Sanshi was on the verge of death.

His face was as pale as paper, devoid of any color, with sunken eyes and cracked, chapped lips, his yang energy nearly gone due to the evil spirits draining it away.

Zhao Sanshi's face was extremely ugly.

Old Mrs. Sun scolded, "You little bastard, what nonsense are you spouting? My youngest son is the kindest of all. He wouldn't even kill a chicken, how could he possibly harm anyone?"