I Accidentally Became a Merchant in the Underworld

"Hey, female ghost, you were speeding! The rules say your vehicle gets confiscated. Haunt someone's dreams and get them to burn some money for you, then come buy a small-engine car from me."

"Ox-Head, according to the Underworld Management Regulations, you're too ugly. Come buy some skin-repair ointment from me... Hey, hey, hey, don't hit me..."

Nearby, two little ghosts whispered to each other: "Look at that idiot, out selling things again. Granny Meng's soup is getting less and less effective..."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.