My blind date paper figure rejected me because I was poor, so my dad angrily burned ten trillion.

"Click~"

The door opened.

A sickly, thin bamboo pole poked its head out.

"Aunt Zhao?"

The skinny guy called out, and his eyes lit up the moment he saw the woman.

"Hey, Aizhu, your father arranged a ghost marriage for you. The ceremony was held in the mortal world, and our neighborhood committee and civil affairs bureau issued a certificate and registered it. From now on, we're all family. You have to treat her well~"

After saying that, he turned to the shy woman and said, "Go on, and live a good life!"

"Thank you, Aunt Zhao!"

The woman bowed, her face turning red.

"Thank you, thank you Aunt Zhao, thank you neighborhood committee, thank you my parents~"

Zhao Dezhu was so excited he was almost incoherent.

"Hey, Xiao Zhao, your wife is really beautiful!"

"Why don't my parents arrange a ghost marriage for me too? I'm so envious!"

"Old Li, you're already in your seventies or eighties, you don't have parents anymore, why don't you just ask Brother Hai to rent a paper doll to satisfy your craving!"

"Haha~"

A large group of people burst into laughter.

The woman became even more flustered, her face filled with panic.

"Get out of here, this is my wife, what are you looking at!"

Zhao Dezhu was consumed by jealousy and dragged his wife inside.

Before long, they started huffing and puffing.

"Damn it, it's not soundproof at all!"

Zhang Chen was depressed.

There was no more drama to watch, so the neighbors all went home one by one.

Aunt Zhao then turned and rushed towards Zhang Chen.

"Aunt Zhao!"

Zhang Chen asked with a fawning expression, "About my blind date?"

"My dear, isn't it you I'm here? We made an appointment, it's 2 p.m., at the Night Fragrance Chinese Restaurant on the third floor of Century Plaza. You're going to see a girl wearing black stockings, a short skirt, and very revealing clothes. Her name is Ye Wei."

Aunt Zhao speaks with a strong Central Plains accent.

Zhang Chen was stunned.

Finally, I could make out the five characters "Hey Silk Girl Ye Wei".

Oh!

And the location.

Century Plaza?

Night Fragrance Chinese Restaurant?

I rely on.

We don't have enough money.

"Aunt Zhao, this... I can't afford it..."

He kept his head down, feeling ashamed.

"It's alright, that girl has plenty of money, she'll pay!"

Aunt Zhao affirmed.

"real?"

Zhang Chen's eyes lit up.

Whether it works out or not, at least I can get a free meal.

"Why would I bother you?"

After saying that, Aunt Zhao turned around and headed to the next house.

"Oh, Aunt Zhao, it's finally my turn..."

"Okay, okay, you're all ready..."

"Um, ma'am, can you speak Mandarin?"

"Good, you, yuo, yuo..."

"..."

……

I received the news.

Zhang Chen couldn't stay still any longer.

Carefully tuck the incense stick, which was missing a single stick, into your pocket.

Only then did he leave the house, the building, and the residential area.

Outside the residential area, traffic is heavy.

There are tall buildings in the distance.

There is a road in front of me.

There is a red light at the intersection.

There are cattle and horses under the lamp!

It looks just like the world of the living.

But it lacked vitality.

It looks lifeless.

Walk forward along the road.

Passing by a restaurant.

Passing by the school.

Passing by a bathhouse!

Passing by a nightclub...

A short while later, we arrived at the Huangquan District Cultural Road branch of Tiandi Bank.

I watched as a wealthy woman with a Golden Swallow Card from Tiandi Bank entered the ATM with two burly, sunglasses-wearing bodyguards carrying long guns.

He quickly took out stacks of banknotes.

Then he casually put it in a bag, walked out, and entered the Black Warrior Raptor 150.

He stepped on the gas and drove off in style.

He was so envious.

Look at other people's parents and relatives.

It's not just that much money that's being burned.

Even the male paper figures were burned so fiercely.

I wonder if this rich woman can handle it tonight?

I looked up at the huge clock at the end of the street.

It's already past 1:30.

He didn't dare to delay and hurried on.

I can't afford to take a taxi.

I have no choice but to walk.

Fortunately, the distance is not too far.

When you reach an intersection.

Suddenly, a girl dressed as a maid, about eighteen or nineteen years old, came up to them holding a stack of flyers.

"Sir, our Dragon Brother's Dreamland store is having a grand opening sale! It's not 198 anymore, only 9.8 yuan! Please take a look at the flyer!"

"Um, 9.8 yuan?"

Zhang Chen took a look out of curiosity.

Sure enough, the flyer had huge red lettering that read: "Shocking Price: For just 9.8 yuan, you can enter your loved ones' dreams. You can have your loved ones burn a trillion for you, or ten life-size female celebrities, or even a whole English castle. At Brother Long's Dream Shop, anything is possible."

He crumpled the flyer into a ball and threw it into the wastebasket.

Who would believe such a deceptive trick?

I've been dead for a year now, and it's not like I haven't tried it.

Various dream entry training courses.

A small smuggling gang.

Cross-border e-commerce.

What hasn't he done?

To sum it up in one sentence.

Do not believe anyone who claims they can help you reunite with your deceased relatives or smuggle you into the world of the living; they are all scammers.

This place, I want to return to the world of the living.

That's simply impossible.

It is said that long ago, the living and the dead in the realms of Yin and Yang actually had the opportunity to meet.

On the fifteenth of the seventh lunar month, the gates of the underworld open, the road to the Yellow Springs is open, and the spirits and ghosts can leave the Yellow Springs and enter the world of the living.

It also allows them to see their relatives.

There are also two other major festivals, Qingming Festival and Hanyi Festival, during which one can re-enter the mortal world.

But a long time ago.

The realms of Yin and Yang have been completely closed.

Perhaps some high-ranking, powerful, and extraordinary dead ghosts can open the road to the underworld and enter the mortal realm.

Or they may have some kind of ability to communicate with their relatives.

But these are things that ordinary people like them can't even dream of.

The only way for them to prosper is to hope that their living relatives will remember them, burn more paper money, more offerings, and more human figures!

However, during this year, Zhang Chen vaguely heard that this world of the dead might face some kind of calamity.

I don't know if it's true or not.

of course.

Whether it's true or false doesn't matter.

Having something to eat is what matters.

Looking up at the incredibly luxurious Century Plaza.

Even though Zhang Chen had visited many times, he was still quite shocked.

The entire Century Plaza, just the outer plaza alone, is as big as their residential complex.

The shopping mall behind it is even bigger.

It can be said to be the largest commercial area in the Huangquan District.

I heard that the entire Century Plaza shopping mall building, the plaza statues, and everything else were burned down by people.

The big boss used this to quickly accumulate a huge fortune and reach the top in one fell swoop.

Today, he is the richest man in the entire Huangquan District.

The gold notes in his hand were huge.

I took a breath.

Zhang Chen followed the crowd into the mall.

Upon reaching the third floor, we found the Night Fragrance Chinese Restaurant.

As soon as I entered, I saw a long-haired beauty wearing black stockings, a mini skirt, and a white tank top sitting by the window, her legs elegantly crossed, waiting for me.

"Holy crap, it's so beautiful?"

Zhang Chen's eyes lit up.

That's absolutely amazing!

A-cup mini skirt, openwork black stockings, crystal high heels, and a tank top that's impossible to pull off...

This is incredibly advanced!

Thinking of this, he quickly bent down and straightened his wrinkled suit.

Then, I went inside.

"Sir, what would you like to order?"

The waiter immediately greeted us with a smile.

She showed no disdain for his attire whatsoever.

"I'm looking for someone!"

Zhang Chen pointed to the rich, beautiful, and slightly slovenly woman.

"Mr. Na, please!"

The service attitude is very good.

Tsk.

Of course, that would be great.

Paper figures, you know.

In this world, there are always some people with unique tastes.

He likes waiters, saying it's exciting.

But once it reaches this point, it's a completely different story.

They had no choice but to release paper figures to help make money.