She finally became a master of metaphysics, but how could she ever imagine that she would be transformed into a cannon-fodder widow in a farming novel? Not only was she ugly and fat, but she also carried two oil bottles. Fang You slammed the table angrily, trying to force her to tell fortunes and change her luck against the will of heaven! One hand is farming and doing business, the other hand is searching for dragons and acupuncture points, focusing on making a fortune, catching monsters and exorcising evil spirits, never thinking of falling under the pomegranate skirt... As for her evil-hearted and treacherous brother-in-law who is always pestering her, Fang You gritted her teeth angrily, "I happen to be short of a house-keeping mythical beast at the door of my house, I think you are quite suitable."