A Ghost Messenger's Life of Burning Paper Offerings and Granting Wishes

[Coming Soon: "The Pixiu Makes a Living by Spitting Out Money". Please add it to your collection, mwah! This really matters to this bald author!]

[This is the blurb for the upcoming novel. The blurb for this novel is at the very end.]

With an acquaintance's help, a little Pixiu started working at a bank.

She turned into the bank's ATM, spitting out money with a rat-a-tat every day.

And crying pitifully as she did it.

"QAQ I'm a Pixiu! How can I spit out money? I've disgraced every Pixiu in existence, sob sob sob."

The little Pixiu secretly vowed that the demon realm must never find out she was working as an ATM in the human world.

But things didn't go according to plan.

On a certain "dark and stormy" day, her creditor, Zhulong, came to collect his debt.

The Lucheng Bureau of Demon Affairs received multiple complaints. They all said that the money dispensed by Lucheng ATM No. 250 was soaking wet, as if covered in the greedy drool of man-eating demons.

Zhulong was put in charge of the case. He led a team of demon-realm elites to lie in wait around ATM No. 250.

The elites nervously opened the ATM door.

Inside crouched a little black fluffball, curled up with its arms around itself. At that moment, it was looking at them with tearful eyes.

The elites cautiously took one small step forward.

The fluffball gave a frightened shiver, and tears burst from its eyes, instantly flooding over everyone's ankles.

What a crybaby...

The instant Zhulong saw the black fluffball, his brow twitched. Wasn't that the Pixiu from his hometown? That clingy crybaby!

At first, Zhulong had come to the human world to escape the Pixiu.

Later, he searched the human and demon realms from end to end, just to see that little crybaby one more time.

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-- Blurb for "I Am Dead. Burn Paper Offerings If You Need Me" --

The third young lady of the Ju family was falsely accused and tormented to death.

Unfortunately, she had performed so many good deeds in life that the dark underworld could not contain the Buddhist radiance surrounding her.

She could not cross the Naihe Bridge, drink Meng Po's Soup, or enter the cycle of reincarnation.

So she was appointed an Offering Paper Official, in charge of people's prayers made by burning paper offerings.

After I died, everyone who had harmed me, wronged me, hated me, or resented me started burning paper offerings to beg for my protection.

Pah! Like hell I'll protect you!

As she watched her enemies kneel one by one, burning paper offerings and praying with all their hearts, the third young lady of the Ju family glowed with golden Buddhist light and thought darkly to herself.

One day, a great Buddha descended from the heavens.

"Do you know where all that Buddhist radiance comes from?"

The third young lady of the Ju family honestly shook her head.

"It's because you saved a Buddha."

I'm that amazing? How come I didn't know?

What the hell, so you're the culprit who kept me from reincarnating!

The third young lady of the Ju family flipped the table.

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Theme: By saving others, you ultimately save yourself. Keep a kind heart, okay!