The key point is that Boss Qin inquired about the houses in Xiangshan just yesterday, and then coincidentally, the underworld's treasury was depleted last night?

Whether others believe it or not, he certainly doesn't!

But the ghost messenger in charge of real estate was no fool; he understood the meaning in an instant.

He knew that the underworld couldn't possibly be in debt, but Boss Qin didn't!

So this reason wasn't meant for him, but for Boss Qin!

So he quickly messaged Qin Yunie, asking her if she wanted a house in Xiangshan.

Qin Yu Nie's message had barely been sent when he received a reply: "[Yes! The Underworld's treasury is a bit tight lately, and they need to sell a batch of properties, including one in Xiangshan. It's just that Mr. Qin happened to be there; otherwise, the house would probably be gone in no time. Would you like it? If so, I'll take you to see it in a bit.]"

Upon seeing the words "Treasury in the Underworld is in dire straits," Qin Yune frowned slightly. Could it be that even the Underworld couldn't avoid a shortage of funds?

Qin Yunie pondered, "Why don't I hand over my share of the profits from this period later? It's almost 20 million, which, while not enough to cover the expenses of the Underworld, is better than nothing."

Thinking of this, she sent a message to the ghost messenger in charge of the property: "I need it. Could you please take me there in a bit? Also, I might need to go to the King of Hell's palace first."

The ghostly official in charge of real estate: [Okay, no problem!]

After having breakfast, Qin Yunie went to the underworld. First, she went to the restaurant to put the ingredients away, and then she went to the Yama King's Palace.

This time, the ghost messengers at the entrance didn't stop her, and Qin Yune went straight into the Yama King's Palace.

After Qin Yune went inside, he saw that King Yama was busy, so he didn't disturb him and said directly, "King Yama, I've brought you your share of the profits for this period."

Yan Wenjing looked up, his gaze fixed on Qin Yunie below, his expression as cold as ever. Hearing her words, he simply said in a low voice, "Yes, bring it up."

Qin Yune heard a voice that sounded no different from usual, but she keenly sensed something was amiss. She looked up at the King of Hell sitting above, and it was still the same King of Hell.

She walked slowly toward the King of Hell, observing as she went. He seemed no different from usual, except that his expression was even colder. If she had to describe him, this King of Hell seemed to be closer to the gods described in novels, without so many emotions.

It seemed that there was no difference between her and other ghosts.

What's wrong with the King of Hell?

Or is this the real King Yama?

Surely no one would dare to impersonate the King of Hell in the underworld?

As Qin Yunie thought about it, she took out the prepared ghost money and placed it on the Eight Immortals table. "This is the profit share for this period of time. Please take a look."

Yan Wenjing turned a page without looking up and responded in a very faint voice.

She looked for a while but still couldn't find anything wrong. Then she saw Yan Wenjing frown and look at her. "Is there anything else?"

Qin Yunie mumbled, "That's all."

Yan Wenjing nodded slightly: "If there's nothing else, you can go downstairs."

This is what Yama, the King of Hell, often says to other ghosts.

After Qin Yunie respectfully took his leave, he departed from the Yama Palace.

After leaving, Qin Yune was still a little uneasy and specifically asked Meng Po: "Sister Meng, surely no one can impersonate King Yama in the underworld?"

Meng Po instantly realized that Qin Yune had probably met the King of Hell in the Yama King's Palace, which was why she asked such a question.

Meng Po: [The Underworld's barrier can only be activated by King Yama. No matter how high one's spiritual power, no one can budge it even slightly, except for King Yama himself. The Underworld's barrier strengthens periodically, and only King Yama's spiritual power can cover it; otherwise, the barrier will collapse due to repulsion.]

Upon seeing Meng Po's reply, Qin Yune immediately understood that the one sitting in the Yama King's Palace was indeed the Yama King himself.

For some reason, Qin Yune felt that the King of Hell was a stranger today.

Perhaps the King of Hell has always been like this, but this is the first time she has faced him like this, which makes her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Qin Yunie glanced back at the Yama King's Palace, pursed her lips, and turned to leave.

The ghost messenger in charge of real estate quickly took her to Xiangshan to see a house. This house was next door, and the interior layout was similar to that of the King of Hell's house. Qin Yune liked it quite a bit after seeing it.

Qin Yune looked it over and asked, "How much is this set?"

After a quick calculation, the ghost officer in charge of real estate replied, "This unit, after the discount, is around 54 million."

Hearing the price, Qin Yunie couldn't help but gasp; it was indeed not cheap.

An ordinary villa would only cost a little over ten million ghost coins, and even the nicer and larger villa she looked at yesterday would only cost a little over twenty million ghost coins, which is double the original price.

Converted to RMB, this is worth hundreds of millions!

You can buy a great house anywhere now.

Qin Yunie calculated the money he had; it was enough to buy one set, but he didn't have much left over.

That means she's been working for nothing for the past month or two.

We've gone back to square one overnight.

But good houses don't wait for anyone. Just like the ghost messenger in charge of real estate said, once this house is put on the market, those rich ghosts will probably go crazy fighting over it, and the price certainly won't be so favorable.

With that in mind, Qin Yune made the decision without hesitation, "I'll take this house."

Afterwards, Qin Yunie followed the ghost messenger in charge of the property to complete all the formalities, paid the money, and the house was hers. Her account balance also dropped from fifty or sixty million to just a few million.

Looking at the house under her name, Qin Yunie felt extremely satisfied. She had finally achieved the goal of owning a car, a house, and a shop, and was no longer penniless.

Unexpectedly, she achieved what she couldn't achieve in her past life in this one.

That kind of feeling is something that others can't understand.

Her level of joy reached its peak; she had succeeded.

When Qin Yunie returned home, Jian Er immediately noticed that she was in a good mood, raising an eyebrow slightly, "Looks like things have been taken care of."

Qin Yune asked in confusion, "How did you know?"

Jian Er: "Your face clearly says you're in a great mood. The only thing that could make you so happy is that you finally got what you were worried about last night done."

She was in a good mood and wanted to share it, so she smiled and said, "You guessed it, I'm in a great mood today. What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you today! Anything I know how to cook is fine with you."

Jian Er deliberately rubbed her chin, pretending to think, "Anything is fine? Then I'll have to think about it carefully."

Qin Yunie hummed a song as she walked into her room. "Hmm, take your time thinking about it."

Jian Er followed her into the house.

Qin Yune's singing voice drifted into the kitchen. Aunt Wang heard the sound and followed it. Before she even reached the door, her voice arrived first, "Yune, you're back?"