After my grandmother called me home in my dream, my spiritual energy revived

Chapter 120 Cuiliu Lane

Although Song Miaozhu had never been to Cuiliu Lane, she had heard of its reputation a long time ago.

As the name suggests, the alley is a treasure land for seeking pleasure in flowers and willows in Fengdu City.

All the famous ghosts in Fengdu who make their business by relying on their figures and beauty are here.

However, ghosts do not have physical bodies and cannot have physical contact like living people, so the business here is about selling service, atmosphere and feeling.

Each street and lane in Fengdu has its own main business scope and selling points.

The selling point of each store in Chunyi Lane near Xiangyun Pavilion is talent.

The shops in Yinshui Lane mainly sell paper-made incense sticks and candles, which are basic necessities for ghosts' daily life.

What Cuiliuxiang sells is the services and emotional value that come with appearance and figure.

Xiangyun had previously said that the strip bar opposite her Xiangyun Pavilion was more suitable for Cuiliu Lane because the selling point of the strip bar was more in line with Cuiliu Lane.

Cuiliu Lane and Chunyi Lane have always been at odds with each other and look down on each other.

The Yunlai Tower that Song Miaozhu is going to today is said to be the oldest brothel in Cuiliu Lane.

The brothels in Cuiliu Lane come and go, but Yunlai Tower is always there.

She asked her ghost friends in advance and got a poem:

"In the autumn of Fengdu, a magical place full of ghosts, the most stunning beauties in the city gather in this building. Even Xi Shi and Pan An are inferior to them. The clouds and jade trees are full of elegance."

Before reaching Yunlai Tower, Song Miaozhu felt something was different as soon as he came out of the fork in the road and entered Cuiliu Lane.

At the door of every store, the shop assistants who greet and see off customers all have great figures and good looks.

Even the ghosts walking on the street, regardless of their appearance, all look the most youthful in their lives.

Unlike the ghosts that often roam in Yinshui Alley, there are many ghosts that look like old ladies, old grandfathers, and children.

There were even some newly dead ghosts that came out with a look of tragic death.

Normally, when the ghosts in Yinshui Alley saw this ghost, they would just look at it with disdain because it did not take care of its appearance before going out, and would not say much.

But in Cuiliu Lane, if such an eye-catching ghost breaks in, it will probably be driven out.

The appearance of a ghost's soul will be frozen at the time of death. By using ghost power, the soul can be transformed into the appearance at any time in its life. The greater the difference from the appearance at the time of death, the more ghost power is consumed.

Generally speaking, if the death was tragic, slightly modifying the scene before going out is considered respecting the social etiquette of the underworld.

This doesn't take much energy.

It is the most economical way and will not offend other ghosts.

If a ghost is not young when he dies, then only those ghosts who pay special attention to appearance, love beauty, and have a large deposit of ghost money will spend a lot of ghost power to keep their souls in the appearance of their youth.

From this we can see that most of the ghost tourists who come to Cuiliu Lane for shopping are also wealthy.

After all, shopping is spending ghost power! Ghost power is ghost money!

As Song Miaozhu followed the flow of ghosts, she admired the ghost shop assistants soliciting customers outside the shops on both sides, which really opened her eyes.

The left side of the street is lined with Nanfeng restaurants, staffed by a variety of handsome men: sunny and handsome, domineering and macho, gentle and unrefined, mature and cool, elegant and noble... They also come in all kinds of styles, from ancient noblemen, young warlords of the Republic of China, to modern-day overbearing CEOs... In short, there's everything. Each one of them stands there, their eyes and postures alluring.

Song Miaozhu, a single woman, had never seen anything like this before! Suddenly, her heartbeat quickened for a few seconds when she made eye contact with a handsome man. She finally looked away.

If she hadn't seen countless handsome guys on the Internet, and if she hadn't known that these handsome guys were ghosts and could only be looked at but not touched, her resistance would probably be even weaker.

She turned her gaze to the right side of the street, trying to calm herself.

This is the case before she even reaches Yunlai Tower. How can she make friends with the owners of the paper-made ghost shop in the underworld and do her business once she gets to Yunlai Tower, which is known as "the most beautiful women in the city gather here"?
It turns out that it's not much better.

There are brothels on the right side of the street, and the shop assistants are all kinds of beauties, pure and lovely, gentle and intellectual, aloof and proud... everything is available.

As a woman herself, Song Miaozhu also found it very pleasing to the eye.

Some people's charm is not limited to men or women and transcends gender.

I guess all the good-looking and carefree ghosts have come here!
Song Miaozhu only walked a few hundred meters on this street and felt that the beauty was overwhelming everywhere.

If ghosts had no physical form, could be seen but not touched, and had no sense of touch, with her financial resources, she really wouldn't have to consider finding a partner in the world of the living.

The ghosts in Cuiliu Lane are enough!
No, wouldn't it be better to make a paper figurine that can understand her heart based on the appearance of these good-looking ghosts?

The life-size paper figures made by the true paper-making method can completely restore their beauty after being enlightened!
Wouldn’t it be great to have a room full of male models?

The paper male model is real and you can feel his hard muscles!
When Song Miaozhu thought of this, her heart calmed down. She no longer dared to look at the ghost, but instead calmly and indifferently admired and studied it.

"This guy has just the right amount of muscle, not too much, not too little. Learn!"

"This ghost has a really nice jawline. I have to remember this and make something like this when I get the chance."

"This ghost's eyes are hazy and soulful. Can I create the same effect? ​​I think I need to improve my painting skills to achieve this!"

……

By the end, Song Miaozhu's eyes were a little blurry, and there were a lot more images of handsome guys in her mind.

However, these few glimpses on the street were definitely not enough for her to set up her own paper mannequin group in the future.

Unconsciously, they arrived in front of Yunlai Building. Looking at the endless huge facade, Song Miaozhu was amazed: "This facade is too big!"

Seeing Song Miaozhu standing in front of the door, still wearing a realistic fourth-grade paper robe, with an imposing aura, a handsome male ghost wearing a crescent-shaped white robe with wide sleeves immediately came forward to greet her:

"Sir, this is your first time here, right? My name is Fufeng, and I'd like to introduce you to something, is that okay?"

The voice was as clear and pleasant as a spring, which immediately caught Song Miaozhu's attention.

His movements are as frail as his name suggests. He has a weak body but a strong temperament. He has the air of a scholar. If he were in the mortal world, he could be a big star based on his looks.

Song Miaozhu had learned about Cuiliu Lane in advance, especially the rules of Yunlai Tower. If you want the male or female ghosts in the tower to accompany you, you have to pay paper money for the dead.

Money makes things easier. Song Miaozhu took out a few first-grade yellow paper money from the ghost shop warehouse, thought for a while, and then changed it for a first-grade gold ingot with a larger face value and stuffed it into Fu Feng's hand:
"Let me ask you a question first. Before you reincarnate, would the male ghosts of Yunlai Tower be willing to sell their image rights?"

Fu Feng held the ingot in his hand, thinking that he had not been mistaken. This guest was very generous. He was about to answer patiently when he was suddenly stunned. "What did you say?"

(End of this chapter)