Chapter 2045: Chapter 2005: Items for the Dead

Over a billion!

Ye Qiu was unfazed, but Ye Weidong and Xiaomai, Lin Xiang could hardly believe it; they thought the Huaxia Yuan had depreciated!

After Ye Qiu went upstairs, he planned to check out the abandoned buildings in the suburbs tonight.

Ye Qiu had very vivid impressions of that Ghost Market last night.

However, tonight, he needed to bring some joss paper money with him.

Watching Ye Qiu go upstairs, Ye Weidong said to Chen Fang, "Go make some snacks to go with drinks."

"You’re having a late-night snack?"

"I’m in a good mood today."

Ye Weidong said.

He thought his precious son was truly impressive, over a billion!

He wouldn’t even dare to think about that for himself.

He figured he must check out the Jade City tomorrow.

"Ye Xue, you’re not going to work tomorrow, let’s go to Jade City together."

"Dad, I’ll skip work tomorrow."

When Xiaomai and Chen Fang were in the kitchen making snacks, Lin Xiang went back upstairs.

She already knew that Ye Qiu was likely far more impressive than she had imagined.

However, not seeing Li Qianqian tonight probably meant Ye Qiu’s room wouldn’t emit those strange sounds.

This bastard messed around with someone named Louise in France, with Miss Cao in the Capital City, and now, returning to Jinling, is entangled with Li Qiangin.

Yet, he seemed to never touch her.

Could she be inferior to them?

Lin Xiang couldn’t believe it.

Ye Qiu stayed in his room until after eleven at night; he didn’t shower, and went downstairs directly.

On the way down, he saw Ye Weidong and Chen Fang eating.

"Hey kid, want to come for a drink?"

"Mom and Dad, I have something to go out for."

Ye Qiu left, got into his car, drove away from Peach Blossom Source, and headed to places selling joss paper money.

Actually, this so-called deceased money is just joss paper.

Now, Ye Qiu arrived at a shop specializing in joss paper which were mostly closed at this hour.

Ye Qiu knocked on the door of one shop.

After a moment, an old man came to open the door.

"Young man, what do you need?"

"I want to buy some money."

The old man led Ye Qiu inside.

Ye Qiu realized this place specialized in selling things for the deceased, truly keeping up with the times, featuring small cars, luxury cars, mansions, and even phones, TVs, everything’s here, plus, there’s a whole bunch of joss paper, and paper dolls.

"Who are you going to buy these for, young man?"

"For myself."

For myself? 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The old man turned pale with fright.

He thought he’d run into something unclean in the dead of night.

But this young man didn’t seem like a dead person!

He was undeniably alive!

Clearly in perfect health.

Seeing the old man fearfully step back a few paces, Ye Qiu said: "Don’t be scared, I’m alive."

"Then how are you using these things?"

"As long as they’re useful."

Ye Qiu bought a complete set of everything and took a lot of joss paper, placing it all in the car trunk.

The old man noticed that the vehicle was a genuine Land Rover!

How could this belong to a deceased person?

After the old man calculated everything, Ye Qiu spent thousands of dollars buying these, then drove away directly.

Watching Ye Qiu’s Land Rover leave.

The old man still found it hard to believe; it was unheard of, how could a living person buy these joss paper money for himself?

Could it be that this young man knew he was about to die, thus using these things?

Thinking about the cash received, he wondered if it was real.

"Honey, honey, come quickly and check if this money is real?"

The old man called his wife to come out.

Quickly, an old woman emerged, seeing her husband’s uneasy expression.

"What are you shouting about in the middle of the night, summoning spirits?"

"Just now a young man came by, acting oddly, and he said he was buying these for himself. I thought I’d encountered something unclean."

Since they were earning money from deceased, they occasionally felt fearful.

So, every day they would burn incense and candles at the shop’s entrance.

"Did he pay?"

"He did, it’s all here, look if it’s real money."

The old man took out the thousands, all are red hundred-yuan bills; the wife turned the lights brighter, clearly, it’s real money.

It’s undeniably real.

"This is real money, what’s to fear? But why spend so much money on those things?"

"He bought a mansion, two cars, two license plates, a cell phone, a TV, and quite a lot of money, also bought a pair of dolls."

Buying so much?

Adding those up, at these prices, since most are handmade, they’re quite costly.

Of course, the young man overpaid a little.

"He said he bought it for himself, scared me to death, thought I encountered something unclean, really can’t do business at midnight, close shop and let’s sleep."

"Scaredy-cat, there are no ghosts in this world, frightening yourself," the old woman remarked at her husband.

By now, Ye Qiu was driving toward the abandoned buildings in the suburbs.

If it weren’t for his big enough car, it’d be impossible to fit so many things; ordinary sedans wouldn’t suffice.

Now arriving there, it was already past midnight, the night was quiet, with no sounds heard.

However, upon inspection, aside from the particularly heavy ominous feel here, it was utterly silent.

It felt terribly eerie.

Normal people likely wouldn’t stay here for even a minute.

Ye Qiu unloaded the stuff, arranged them, then lit a fire; he got back in his car, watching the fire burn hot.

Until only some smoke remained.

Ye Qiu didn’t get out of the car.

Unaware of how much time had passed, Ye Qiu opened his eyes, finding himself in another world.

Things indeed changed.

Currently, Ye Qiu found himself outside a luxurious mansion on a bustling street.

Looking closely at the mansion.

This was exactly what he’d bought and burned earlier.

A three-story luxury villa, and Ye Qiu saw a pair of figures, the paper dolls he’d burned.

They appeared as paper figures above, but now looked like real people.

As for everything else, plus those burned joss paper, now all laid out on the table.

He indeed arrived at the Ghost Market.

Ye Qiu called over the two male and female servants; he intended to visit that brothel again.

Since learning from Lin Xiang and Xiaomai that those hearing the music Ye Qiu recorded found it extremely disturbing.

Because Ye Qiu knew, it wasn’t meant for the living to hear.

"Come on, let’s go out for a look."

Leaving the mansion, Ye Qiu noticed at the entrance were two characters ’Royal Mansion’, what nonsense, these were just written by others.

But it certainly wasn’t.

Ye Qiu shook his head, leading the group toward the brothel.