Some people worry about not being in a relationship.
Others worry about being in one.
Take this person, for example, with messy hair and dark circles under their eyes.
If someone had told Su Ji a week ago that he would be troubled by being in a relationship,
He wouldn't have believed them.
He would have called them sour grapes.
After twenty years of being single, he finally found someone. Why would he be bothered?
He should be happy!
He should be ecstatic!
But all of that stopped a week ago.
Now, he really didn't know what to do.
Because his girlfriend... died a week ago.
And turned into a ghost.
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"Ding~ Advancement Mission: Drifting Bottle Wish (2/3)."
"Rewards will be distributed upon mission completion. Keep up the good work, host!"
The Underworld.
After Jiang Lin completed a series of procedures with Bai Shuangshuang and settled her in,
The system's prompt sounded.
Although Bai Shuangshuang lingered in the human world, she hadn't done anything bad.
She and her husband, one unwilling to leave, the other willing to stay.
It was hard to say who was holding whom back.
Furthermore, she only turned into a ghost because of that incident.
She had indirectly saved those children.
All in all, Bai Shuangshuang received good treatment.
Even if no one burned joss paper for her in the human world,
She wouldn't have to worry about suddenly disappearing in the short term.
"So this is life in the Underworld..."
Bai Shuangshuang looked around curiously.
Her eyes were still red from crying earlier.
"It doesn't seem much different from when I was alive..."
After looking around, she said to Jiang Lin:
"Thank you, streamer. If you're busy, you can go ahead. I'll just wander around and get used to it~"
She had watched the "Daily Healing in the Underworld" live stream many times before.
Now that she was actually in the Underworld, she felt a sense of familiar strangeness.
It was quite peculiar.
Jiang Lin nodded slightly, then took out a small bottle.
Inside the bottle was a tear.
It was from Bai Shuangshuang's previous crying.
Unlike the one Xu Nan shed, this one was white.
—Depending on the ghost's condition and the reason for crying.
The color and effect of tears would also differ.
"Keep this. You can use it for trading in the future, to exchange for things you want."
Bai Shuangshuang took the bottle and asked curiously, "Thank you, streamer. What is this?"
Jiang Lin: "Ghost tears. You probably won't need them for now."
Bai Shuangshuang put the bottle away. "Okay."
Thinking about her earlier crying fit, she felt a bit embarrassed.
Sometimes, emotions would overwhelm her, and she couldn't hold them back.
However, she thought again.
The streamer had been a ghost messenger for so long, he must have seen it all.
Her crying a little wouldn't be a big deal.
Thinking this, she no longer felt awkward.
"By the way, streamer, can I send dreams to him in the future? And my family?"
Jiang Lin: "Yes."
"Sending dreams is also a side job for ghost messengers in the Underworld. When the time comes, go to this place in the ghost market..."
Jiang Lin pointed out the place where ghost messengers often took on side jobs.
However, ghost messengers didn't always go there.
Once they took on more business and developed their own client base,
Some ghost clients would directly find their residences.
Or they would be introduced by other ghosts.
In such cases, ghost messengers wouldn't need to go out as often.
They could take on side jobs at home.
Bai Shuangshuang listened attentively. "Streamer, how much does it cost to send a dream?"
Jiang Lin: "It depends. Generally, between one hundred and a thousand."
"Wow... that's quite cheap."
Bai Shuangshuang was a little surprised.
She had been worried that Wei Yan wouldn't burn enough money.
She hadn't expected it to be so unexpectedly little.
Thinking about the large denominations of joss paper in the human world, wouldn't she be a billionaire casually?
Jiang Lin glanced at her, shattering her fantasy.
"After the joss paper from the human world is burned, there's a certain exchange rate."
"And not every piece can be successfully delivered to you."
"It depends on each person's vitality, luck, merit, and so on."
There were many factors involved, not too many, but not too few.
Otherwise, wouldn't ghosts be able to burn money for themselves?
What ghosts competed for in the underworld was not just money, but the energy contained within.
This energy could allow them to maintain their ghostly form and prevent dissipation.
It was similar to faith, wish power, and so on.
Seemingly intangible, yet containing miraculous power.
For someone with low vitality, they might burn one or two hundred million, but only one or twenty could be converted into underworld currency.
For someone with strong vitality, they might only burn ten or twenty thousand, but could convert it into forty or fifty thousand.
Therefore,
Humans couldn't burn joss paper every day and have it be effective every day.
After successfully burning joss paper, the body would also need some time to recover the used resources.
However, humans themselves generally wouldn't notice these changes.
At most, they would feel a bit tired.
"Ah... so that's how it is."
Bai Shuangshuang's mouth was slightly agape after listening to Jiang Lin.
She was greatly surprised.
No wonder there were "working souls" in the Underworld.
And they even had to take exams to get positions.
She mumbled, "When the live stream first appeared a few years ago, wasn't there a trend of ancestors..."
"I even bought a basket with my friends to burn..."
So burning joss paper wasn't just about the quantity...
No wonder her friends and she felt tired that night after returning home.
And slept quite soundly...
Jiang Lin: "Did your ancestors respond to you?"
During that time, he had also spread some information in the Underworld.
So, if human viewers successfully burned joss paper,
If the ancestors received the underworld currency, they would think of their descendants, wondering if they were looking for them.
However, whether or not they responded to their descendants depended on them.
After all, some ancestors had been dead for a long time, and their descendants were many generations removed.
Some ancestors were doing very well in the Underworld and didn't lack money.
They were too lazy to go out and look.
Therefore, during that period,
Millions of viewers in the human world summoned their ancestors, but only a minority successfully met them.
Bai Shuangshuang gave an awkward smile. "I didn't dream of them. I don't know if my ancestors have all reincarnated."
"Yes. That's also a possibility."
After chatting with Bai Shuangshuang for a few more sentences, Jiang Lin left.
"Goodbye, streamer~ヾ(￣▽￣)"
Bai Shuangshuang watched the streamer leave.
She looked around and tried to cry.
But she found that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't cry.
"It seems ghost tears aren't that easy to obtain."
"Right..."
She suddenly thought of something, grabbed her right arm with her left hand.
And pulled.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
Why couldn't she detach her arm?
Weren't ghost bodies supposed to be assembled freely?
Just as Bai Shuangshuang was wondering if she was a fake ghost...
A ghost resembling a woman approached.
"Little girl, you want to change your arm? You can't do it like that..."
As she spoke, she pulled off her own arm and then her head,
Demonstrating to Bai Shuangshuang.
"You have to first think that you are a ghost, and your body can be disassembled."
"Then, silently repeat, this arm is not important, not important..."
These ordinary ghosts didn't understand energy transfer, they only knew that doing so was feasible.
Bai Shuangshuang listened curiously, listened.
She was almost tricked into changing into a pair of long legs.
"Wait, stop, stop!"
She instinctively asked, "Is this business of yours legitimate? Can it pass the anti-fraud app?"
Why did it sound increasingly wrong?
The woman was stunned. "Ah?"
Anti-fraud app?
What a strange term.
The woman looked at Bai Shuangshuang strangely, then twisted her waist.
And walked away, looking for her next target.
"We're already in the Underworld, why bother with legitimacy? It's a waste of my time."
"..."
Bai Shuangshuang stood there, watching the woman walk away.
She blinked, still a bit dazed.
That last sentence was purely a reflex.
Because her husband often lectured her about it... to the point where she had formed a habit.
"Wow!"
Bai Shuangshuang's expression was blank, then her eyes widened.
She clenched her fists, tapping her left hand with her right.
"When my husband comes down, won't he have something to do?"
It would be a form of work, at least.
Right, she also needed to inquire if this kind of "debunking" was paid.
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