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

He was already prepared to fall, but suddenly he felt himself pass through the building and be swallowed by a black hole that appeared out of nowhere.

By the time he realized what was happening, he was already back in the familiar courtyard.

Every blade of grass and every tree here is exactly the same as when I had that dream last time; it's the rural courtyard from my childhood memories.

The only difference is that last time I saw myself as a child, but now I see my dad sitting in the yard using bricks to build a table, covered with tiles, and leisurely pouring water from a blackened aluminum teapot into a bowl and drinking it heartily.

"dad!"

Zhang Chen cried out, almost in tears.

I thought something had happened. Judging from the situation, he probably stayed up all night.

Upon hearing the word "Dad," Zhang Jianguo paused, his hand holding the porcelain bowl still. He turned around and saw his brat standing in the yard, sniffing at him.

"What happened? Who bullied you down there?"

Zhang Jianguo slammed down the porcelain bowl, stood up, and his loud voice made it sound like he was about to start a fight.

"Nobody bullied me. I just kept having trouble getting a message in your dreams, and I was worried something had happened to you guys!"

Zhang Chen strode over and gave Zhang Jianguo a bear hug.

"You brat, what are you cursing your parents for? What could possibly happen? It's just... you can't sleep!"

Zhang Jianguo hesitated for a moment, too embarrassed to tell his brat about stealing the paper figures; it was just too shameful.

However, the changes he observed definitely need to be mentioned.

"My mom can't sleep either?"

Zhang Chen expressed strong doubts.

It's one thing for Dad to have irregular sleep patterns, but Mom's sleep patterns have always been very regular, so something must be wrong.

But it shouldn't be anything too serious, otherwise Dad wouldn't be so relaxed.

"Your mom really can't sleep. It's not that she's not alive... well, you're not exactly alive, it's just that she's too excited to sleep because she knows she can see you again. What could possibly be wrong?"

Zhang Jianguo smiled, pulled him to sit down at the table, and asked, "Son, did you receive the money I burned for you?"

"You've received the money, but what about those seventeen or eighteen sexy female paper dolls?"

Zhang Chen asked with a smile.

Zhang Jianguo laughed heartily, then gave an awkward laugh, followed by a slightly embarrassed expression. He then said, "I can't buy any. I don't know what's going on. The incense and candle shops are completely out of stock. I've gone all over the county town and even the surrounding townships, but I just can't find any. And many artisans in this trade have also disappeared. I feel like something's strange!"

"Is that so?"

Zhang Chen frowned. He felt something was wrong even in the underworld, and it seemed the same was true for his father.

"Also, there have been a lot of people burning incense and paper money here lately, in huge numbers, like a buying frenzy. It's got an unusual feel to it, and I think things might get a little bad. How's it going on your end?"

Zhang Jianguo asked.

"A complete mess, all I can say is..."

Zhang Chen shook his head; the past was too painful to recall.

During the year underground, I watched as the situation worsened. Confirming my father's words, it seemed that both the Yin and Yang realms had changed simultaneously and were intertwined. It was probably not as simple as they thought.

"Will money do the trick? Otherwise, I'll find some more paper effigies and burn a few more for you. How about a female bodyguard? Won't she get headaches and fevers down there? Or should I burn a female doctor for you?"

Zhang Jianguo inquired.

"Dad, the paper doll is a bit fragile. It breaks easily and could disintegrate at any moment; it's kind of creepy!"

Zhang Chen couldn't help but say.

The girl was pretty, but she was really too fragile; it wasn't like he hadn't been through it before.

Zhang Jianguo became interested upon hearing this and pressed on, "How come it's crispy? Tell Dad, let Dad learn something new!"

Zhang Chen rolled his eyes and retorted, "Dad, do you think I don't know what you're thinking? It's not as complicated as you think. I just... accidentally destroyed a few paper figures during the fight!"

"She's a girl, right? Not bad, and she's a good fighter!"

Zhang Jianguo had a smug look on his face.

Zhang Chen was speechless. Goodness, he really did inherit his father's personality. This cheeky look of his—he used to not believe people when they said he was just like his father, but now he did.

Seeing Zhang Chen's speechless expression, Zhang Jianguo chuckled dryly. "Let's get down to business. Hmm, finding a woman isn't easy, but I reckon I should be able to. The main problem is the short timeframe—only one day. Wait a minute, I'll definitely be able to burn seventeen or eighteen pretty young girls for you. But there's something else important. Your Uncle Ping told me today that he wants to arrange a ghost marriage for you, oh, I mean, find you a wife. I heard she's quite pretty, and she's the daughter of the owner of Xinda Group in our city. Do you want her?"

"A ghost marriage?"

Zhang Chen immediately looked interested.

But when he heard that she was the daughter of the owner of Xinda Group, Zhang Chen couldn't help but frown.

"This doesn't seem right. Why would the daughter of such a big boss want me to be her bride in a ghost marriage?"

"I asked her too, and she said she wants someone handsome and the right age. You're twenty, she's eighteen, it's perfect!"

Zhang Jianguo said.

"I still feel like there are pitfalls. Besides, although I don't know what procedures are going on with the ghost marriage, the community just sends you a wife, and she's your original spouse. You have to live together, which means you're directly bound to her. It's not the same as having a wife like that. I think it's better to avoid it for now!"

Zhang Chen used to be in a hurry to go on blind dates because he was poor and had no other choice.

But now that I have a trillion dollars, I have plenty of money, so why would I need to find a wife?

After a marriage is arranged between a living person and a ghost, it is absolutely necessary, otherwise it will interfere with one's ability to have affairs... no, it will interfere with one's ability to have a free love affair. Yes, it will interfere with one's ability to have a free love affair.

Most importantly, Zhang Chen felt that this whole thing was too unreliable.

He didn't think he'd get the chance to marry the daughter of a powerful boss in a ghost marriage.

What might fall isn't a windfall, but a bomb.

"Okay, I understand. Let's put it off for now. I'll find you some female paper dolls. Is there anything else you need?"

Although Zhang Jianguo found it quite difficult, he would do his best to do it because his son liked it.

"I love villas, yachts, nice clothes, and everything else!"

Zhang Chen smiled.

Although you can buy it if you have the money, who would complain about having too much of this kind of thing? Besides, burning it is so much more direct; you can use it right away.

"Fine, I'll burn them all for you!"

Zhang Jianguo nodded.

It's difficult, but we have to do it; our son likes it.

When the father and son met in their dreams, Wei Xiulan sat next to Zhang Jianguo, staring intently at him.

He had often seen the old man's rough sleeping posture when he slept, and he had even gotten used to the sound of his snoring.

But today was unusually peaceful.

Even in his sleep, a kind smile appeared on his face, completely different from his usual sorrowful expression.

Wei Xiulan knew that her son was already in the old man's dreams.

She just wanted the old man to finish explaining so that it would be her turn to meet her son.

Just then, Wei Xiulan suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the courtyard.

It sounded like paper scraping against the ground, quite distinct in the quiet night. Wei Xiulan couldn't help but look towards the bedroom door. For some reason, she felt a chill run down her spine, a particularly strange feeling.