My name is Chen Mo, and I inherited a funeral shop that was about to close down. Until I discovered that for every paper bundle I sold, the customer would actually receive it in the underworld. The burned mobile phone has become the latest model in the underworld; the burned villa has allowed the dead ghost to live on the flat floor.
From then on, people in the underworld queued up to ask me to purchase on their behalf. I relied on the supplies in the underworld and became the best seller in the underworld. But as the business grew, trouble also came - Impermanence wanted to have a relationship with me, the judge urged me to improve my performance, and the King of Hell asked me to be his "living judge" in the world.
Okay, then I will interrogate today. The enemy who caused the tragic death of my parents back then - guess, the next thing I burn for him, will it be paper money or handcuffs?
The yin and yang are so magical
It's pretty and interesting.