"Boss! I want all the underworld coins produced by Tiandi Bank!"
The boss of Yongshou Hall was surprised when he looked at the fair-skinned and sweet woman in front of him.
It's really rare for someone to come out to arrange a funeral at such a young age, and there's still no sadness in their expressions.
The boss flicked the ashes of his cigarette slowly: "Little girl, how much do you want?"
"All of them!" Su Qingyu paused, "As long as it's stamped with Tiandi Bank, I want them all!"
"all?"
The boss hesitated. His store was a regular store, and the quality of the Ming coins he bought was guaranteed. Unlike those shops that cut corners, in order to make the Ming coins look beautiful, the goods he bought were all marked with the name Tiandi Bank.
The Ming coins with Tiandi Bank printed on them have registered trademarks and are produced by a local company.
The whole warehouse is like this.
The boss put out his cigarette and asked, "Is this... too much?"
"Not much! I want as much as I want! Money is not an issue!"
After saying that, Su Qingyu opened her VX balance, stretched her hand forward, and showed it in front of her boss.
The seven-digit balance made the boss's eyes light up.
Adhering to the mentality of being a fool if you don't make money, the boss immediately called the waiter to get the goods for Su Qingyu.
He sighed: "Little girl, you are quite filial. With your money, you can buy up all the cash I have here."
"I still have it in my card. If I can transfer it from other warehouses, I'll take as much as you have."
"Yes, yes." The boss's eyes narrowed with a smile, "I'll call someone to transfer the goods to you right now."
What is money? Life is more important.
Besides, she was now exchanging money for more money.
Su Qingyu paced in the store, looking at the gold ingots, paper figures, sedan chairs, and various clothes and furniture on the shelves, which were all used to worship ancestors during the Ghost Festival.
The more fashionable ones include modern villas and sports cars.
Recalling the description of these things in the novel, she pointed to the tributes on the shelves: "Boss, I want these things too."
The boss secretly wondered: If I buy so much, can I burn it all?
Based on his professionalism, the boss still helped her count the goods.
And Su Qingyu knew in her heart that the paper money and tributes were not burned to the ancestors, but to herself!
Not long ago, she found herself in a novel called "Thriller Arrival" and became a little-known passerby.
According to the development of the plot, in three days, the entire world will become a human purgatory filled with strange things.
As an ordinary person, you will unknowingly step into a dungeon full of weirdness. Only by using the rules can you survive.
Otherwise, it will be contaminated by "it".
At that time, Hades Coin was the only common currency in the horror world.
The rules for using Ming coins are:
[Underworld coins must be marked with Tiandi Bank. 】
[Before burning the Ming coins, light three sticks of incense for yourself. 】
[You can only burn it to yourself during the Ghost Festival before the strangeness comes. 】
Fortunately, tomorrow is the Ghost Festival, and Su Qingyu must seize the last chance.
I bought out the Ming coins of several Baishi shops one after another, and loaded dozens of pickup trucks with stuff.
The moving master helped her move her things onto the truck, and then silently complained about Su Qingyu's prodigality.
Even if it is a ghost coin, if you burn it this way, your family will be completely empty!
Su Qingyu's fists in her coat were tightly clenched. If the horror world didn't come in three days, she would stay in this world to work and pay off her debts for the rest of her life!
Ghost Festival.
Su Qingyu asked all the truck drivers to deliver the things to Baishi Mountain before twelve o'clock, in the wilderness and sparsely populated areas within a ten-mile radius.
Those drivers delivered things early and unloaded them without wanting to stop for a second longer.
This black crow is circling, the bare mountain top, coupled with the piles of paper money, gold ingots, and the paper man Su Qingyu is holding in both hands, anyone who looks at it will curse inwardly that it is bad luck!
Su Qingyu poured the gasoline and waited quietly. As soon as the second hand reached 12, Su Qingyu started to burn incense for herself.
Auspicious beast incense burner, white smoke curls up.
The scent of sandalwood seemed to penetrate deeply into the soul, making Su Qingyu feel an unprecedented sense of tranquility.
There is no vegetation on Baishi Mountain, just bare white boulders.
When the three sticks of incense reached the bottom, Su Qingyu quickly lit the match and threw it on the pile of paper.
A spark expands instantly.
To prevent herself from getting hurt, she stood upwind.
The raging fire was actually emitting a green light, as if it had been boosted, and it burned very quickly, without Su Qingyu turning over the coins to fuel the flames.
Taking advantage of the fire, Su Qingyu threw all the paper figures, paper cars, gold ingots, paper villas, etc. she bought into the fire.
These things are called tributes.
According to my memory from the novel, the rules for using tributes are:
[The tribute will not be contaminated, it will be destroyed. 】
[Before the strangeness comes, you can pay tribute to yourself. 】
[After the strangeness arrives, tributes can be bought, sold, and given away. 】
[Tributes are loyal to their owners. 】
This also means that when the end of the world comes, everything Su Qingyu burns will become physical objects.
What's more important is that the tribute will not be contaminated, allowing her to get a temporary rest in a world where weirdness is rampant.
After one night, everything was burned out, and Su Qingyu felt that there was still sandalwood on her fingers.
Seeing the mess all over the ground, Su Qingyu made a very good call for cleaning and hired ten hourly workers to clean up Baishi Mountain.
Back in her rented apartment, Su Qingyu browsed the computer absentmindedly, trying to find the book "Thriller Arrival" she had read and weird-related topics.
But the Internet is full of "ghost legends", and there is no such thing as "weird".
Su Qingyu scratched his head, crossed his slender legs on the computer chair, and tilted his head back, feeling a little distressed.
If it were just an ordinary time travel instead of traveling through a book, her sold RV and overdrawn credit card could force her to restart her life.
"How come there are no signs at all?"
"Could it be that there was no warning in advance and the end of the world would come in an instant?"
Incandescent lights glared from the ceiling, and the phone rang.
"Qingyu, the final exam is coming soon, why don't you come to school?"
The caller was Su Qingyu's deskmate and best friend, Zhuang Xiaodie.
Su Qingyu rubbed her temples and sighed pretending to be weak: "Xiaodie, I'm not feeling well and need to take a few days off."
Anyway, the end of the world is coming tomorrow.
At that time, no one will go to class at all, and no one will care whether Su Qingyu really asked for leave.
As soon as Zhuang Xiaodie heard that her good friend was sick, she immediately asked anxiously, "Ah? Are you okay? Do you want me to take leave and come over to see you?"
Although she is a time traveler, Su Qingyu still inherits all the memories of the original owner, so she still has feelings for this good best friend.
"No, no, no, you have to focus on studying. My illness will be cured soon." Su Qingyu kindly reminded: "Xiaodie, tomorrow is Saturday and Sunday. You should review at home and don't go out casually. Well...if you are around The environment changes and you find a strange note. You should judge carefully and don't treat it as a prank."
Zhuang Xiaodie didn't know why, and a confused voice came from the other side of the phone: "What are you talking about? That's scary."
"are we friends?"
Zhuang Xiaodie replied without hesitation: "Definitely."
"Then trust me, go buy some paper crafts, similar to houses and cars. Light three sticks of incense and burn them!"
