About the Time I Sold My House in the Underworld

My name is Lian Pian. I was hit and killed when I went out to buy donuts. After my death, I opened a real estate center in the underworld and sold all kinds of weird houses to various ghost friends. Ah, what the hell? Everyone is my God! I'm in hell. Come on! Instead of 998, just 688, take home the underworld villa! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.