I Offered Incense to the King of Hell, and He Taught Me the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

In July and a half, Jiang Chen was busy burning paper money for his father. As a result, my father's voice was burned out. "Just because you, little bastard, have no control, I will have to settle the account with me in hell!" "Fuckin' fever..." Jiang Chen was confused. What to burn if you don't burn paper money? "Little bastard, burn some more weapons for me. I'll fight monsters and make sure you get rich." Jiang Chen immediately became happy. "Isn't this simple?" "I'll build you an aircraft carrier right now and let you sail across the underworld!"