
The Store Never Gives Credit, Not Even the Devil
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I died ten years ago. After my death, I discovered that being a ghost is much more comfortable than being a human being. Now I am the manager of a underworld canteen, earning money in exchange for Yangshou Pills. In the eyes of others, I am a stinky Taoist priest with no ambitions. I do not do business with living people, and I do not accept RMB. "What? You want credit? I'll give it to you next time? Okay, we are good brothers." "Hang yourself! Paying back debts is a matter of course, otherwise we will go to court and let the Lord of Hell judge justice." "Wait a minute, you don't want to. Fight again, let me collect the debt first, yes, you are a drowned ghost, you bastard, you won't pay for food! Pay back the money!" I don't know what the headache is for those Taoist priests, it's just a few evil ghosts, I only know that there are many ghosts who owe me money and won't pay back. It's really fun to be the creditor of those evil spirits.
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