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

Chapter 6 The wealth treasure arrives in the account

"Don't visit our graves anymore. Once they're reincarnated, burning anything won't help. It won't benefit those wandering ghosts and cause you any trouble.

Remember to always pay attention to the candle and go back before it goes out, otherwise your life will be shortened.

Remember to save some paper money for the dead every year and pay taxes at the government office. If you are late, you will be fined.

Remember to read "Fengdu New Ghost Notes" and learn "The Secret Art of Paper-making" well.

Hold the cane and protect yourself.

I'm leaving. See you in the mortal realm if we're destined to meet again! "

It seemed that time was really running out. Grandma spoke quickly and reminded her of some important things, then floated out of the store at an extremely fast speed.

"Too milky!"

Song Miaozhu chased out of the store, only to see the old lady merge into the bustling group of ghosts on the street. She never looked back and soon disappeared.

She stood blankly at the door, a faint reluctance rising in her heart.

The last relative has passed away. I don’t know if I will be able to recognize him when I see him again.

Although she had never seen her when she was alive, and only met her in the few days after her death, and she had been a nightmare to her before, in this short period of time, her grandmother always thought about her and gave her such a great gift.

"Ding-ling!" The copper bell rang again.

When Song Miaozhu came to her senses, a fat ghost guest carrying a large cloth bag passed by her and entered her family's Anshou Hall.

"Give me one first-grade gold ingot and ten second-grade gold ingots. Eh? Where's the boss?"

"Here, here!" Song Miaozhu hurried into the store: "I'll get the goods for you right away!"

The fat ghost turned around and saw a strange face: "Has the boss changed?"

"You think I'm too naive? She just passed away." Song Miaozhu said.

"Oh, are you also going to catch that spiritual energy tide?" The fat ghost said with understanding: "If you ask me, spiritual energy tides are rare, but how can it be as safe as Fengdu City!"

"You're right!" Song Miaozhu nodded, agreeing halfheartedly while opening the box under the counter to take out the gold ingots.

"Hey! You look very young, how did you die?" the fat ghost asked curiously.

Song Miaozhu laughed in silence. Ghosts can be quite gossipy too!

But she is not dead.

"I know it even without you telling me. He's so thin, it's obvious that he died of illness." The fat ghost said with certainty.

Song Miaozhu looked down at her own body without a trace of excess fat, smiled, and did not refute: "The gold ingots you want are all here, one second-grade, ten first-grade, and two thousand ghost money for you."

The fat ghost put the big bag on the counter and said, "Take some! I just cooked it for me at home."

When Song Miaozhu opened the bundle, he saw that it was filled with banknotes worth trillions of yuan from Tiandi Bank.

But this Tiandi Bank is not the same as the Tiandi Money House in the underworld.

The banknotes look very delicate and can be considered as top-grade banknotes in the world of the living. It’s a pity that they are all printed by machines and are just for show in the underworld.

All these piles added together were still far less than the amount of longevity she had received from the second-grade ingot before.

The Fat Ghost Guest obviously had some complaints about this:

"Paper money from the living world is becoming less and less useful these days. It can't hold any spiritual power. A large piece of money only holds a tiny bit of spiritual life, and it can't even withstand a single absorption.

This time during Qingming Festival, we burned a lot of paper money, and the graveyard was full, but it was less than 20,000 pieces of paper money.”

After Song Miaozhu became the owner of the Ghost Shop, he could recognize the number of ghost years on the banknotes at a glance.

If one hour of ghost life is worth one ghost coin, then this pile of ghost money, as the fat ghost guest said, does not add up to that much ghost money, and is not even enough to buy the empty gold ingots that the fat ghost guest wants.

"I'm sorry, there are only 1,990 ghost coins here, and we are still short of 10 ghost coins." The fat ghost guest took a look and found that it was true!
He took out another stack of ghost money from his pocket and added:
"The paper money in the world of the living is really not good. It's getting worse every year. Not only can it not save much, but the speed of loss is also getting faster and faster!

I counted and sorted the money in the cemetery and brought it over, and found that there were only ten ghost coins missing!
I hope that after the spiritual energy is revived and nourished by it, the situation will improve!
Oh, I won’t talk to you anymore, I have to go home quickly and transfer all the longevity money in the banknotes at home into gold ingots to save! "

As he said this, he hugged the ingot on the counter in his arms and ran away with it.

At this time, only a little of the white candle on the candlestick was left burning, and she didn't have much time left in the underworld today.

Song Miaozhu quickly closed the shop door, and then threw all the banknotes on the table into the treasure pot of Tiandi Bank.

She remembered that the fat ghost said that the life span in these banknote molds would be lost.

It is still worth two thousand ghost money now, but it may depreciate again in a while.

It is said that there is inflation in the underworld and ghost money is worthless. In fact, it is not the ghost money that is worthless, but the printed paper money burned in the world of the living!
The palm-sized treasure bowl couldn't even be filled with such a large pile of banknotes.

And the ten thousand ghost money I earned before was all put in for conversion.

Pat the cornucopia: "Transfer to my Zhifubao account."

A golden light flashed in the treasure bowl, and all the paper money in the bowl disappeared.

Song Miaozhu picked up the book "Fengdu New Ghost Notes" from the box with one hand, and took the cane given to her by her grandmother with the other hand, urging the owner to issue a certificate and return to the world of the living.

In the main hall of the Song family's old house in Xiaozhushan, an ancient town in the distant mountains, the person on the recliner opened his eyes.

He clenched his hands slightly: "Hmm?"

Why is my left hand empty?

Song Miaozhu looked down and saw that the ancestral ghost-beating vine given to her by her grandmother was still in her right hand. She had successfully retrieved it from the underworld.

The "Fengdu New Ghost Notebook" in his left hand is still there, but the feel is a little different.

This book is not as thick as it was in the underworld. It looks unreal, as if it is nothing in my hand and has no substance.

Perhaps it originally existed in the same form as a ghost.

Fortunately, she had no problem picking up and flipping through the book.

Thinking of the Heavenly Eye that Grandma mentioned, Song Miaozhu thought, "This is good. I don't have to hide the book anymore. Others probably can't see or touch it."

Only then did she realize that the room was dark and there was only a dim light outside, but she could see things very clearly and was not affected by the light at all.

I guess it’s because I have opened my third eye.

"By the way, what time is it?" Song Miaozhu quickly took out her cell phone to check.

As soon as the phone screen lit up, a prompt message popped up.

【24000 yuan has been received from Zhifubao. 】

The RMB transferred from ghost money has arrived!

She also saw the time at this moment, "18:14".

She arrived home at exactly two o'clock in the afternoon, took the golden key and went to the underworld.

She came back when there was only a little candle left.

I spent less than four hours in the underworld.

In four hours, he earned 24,000 yuan. Song Miaozhu no longer cared about spring or autumn recruitment.

Grandma is right, the business of the underworld shop is much better than a job offer.

No recent graduate can find a job that pays 24,000 yuan a day.