I Live in a Haunted House, and My Sculptures Are Cursed

Chu He transmigrated to a parallel world. At the age of twenty-three, he inherited the estate of an aunt he had never met: a villa, tens of millions in assets, and a woodcraft shop.

With no need to worry about money, Chu He spent his days leisurely carving wood, cultivating his character.

But sometimes, late at night when thick fog rolled in, strange customers would appear.

They treasured a cup of purified water as if it were priceless.

A wood carving he had made just for practice left them utterly amazed.

To get their hands on the wood carvings in his shop, they would always offer things of extraordinary value in exchange.

Chu He looked at the emerald the size of a pebble in his hand, then at the customer happily leaving with a wood carving he had casually made. His expression turned strange.

Chu He: "Is something wrong with these customers' heads?"

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