Maybe it was because the dream was particularly beautiful, and because she slept very late, Yi Qingqing woke up a little late the next day.

A faint morning light filtered through the window frames, and when I looked at the time, it was already past six o'clock.

She rubbed her eyes, got up from the bed, and opened the window of the room.

It was indeed daybreak, but the most beautiful view was still through the open window of the kitchen opposite.

A tall figure in a white shirt and black trousers is busy at the stove. The steam rising from the pot makes the scene seem a little unreal.

Hearing the sound of the window opening, Yun Guyuan turned around and looked at her. It was rare to see her sleepy and with messy hair. "Are you up? I made chicken noodle soup. It will be ready soon!"

"Okay, I'll be right there, my dear Mr. Snail," Yi Qingqing said with a silly smile, and then she ran into the bathroom to wash up. She couldn't let her Mr. Snail wait too long.

She washed up as quickly as ever, changed her clothes, braided her hair, and rushed to the kitchen.

Yun Guyuan had just served the noodles and brought them to the table.

As soon as Yi Qingqing entered the kitchen, she took a deep breath and said, "What a nice smell! A Yuan, when did you get up? How did you sleep? This chicken soup must have taken quite some time to cook, right?"

"I just woke up. I slept very well. The chicken soup was made before and placed in the Yintu Ghost Road," said Yun Guyuan, who couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and secretly got up to make chicken soup.

Yi Qingqing nodded and muttered, "The things I saved when I was in the countryside have been almost all used up in the past six months. The cooked food cabinet is empty, but there is still a lot of food. We can make some cooked food and store it during the summer vacation, so that we can occasionally have a snack when school starts."

"I still have a lot of meat left," said Yun Guyuan.

Yi Qingqing said mischievously: "Let me guess, is the most abundant one rabbit meat?"

They both thought of how Yun Guyuan had spent a long time catching rabbits in order to collect rabbit fur, and smiled at each other.

The hot noodle soup awakened my stomach. I took a sip and drank another mouthful of soup. I said contentedly, "It's so comfortable! I can eat such delicious chicken noodle soup as soon as I get up. It's so happy!"

"I feel very happy too," said Yun Guyuan.

It felt so good to be in her own space like this, living in the same house with her. Just the two of them, eating and chatting together like a family, spending every moment with each other, and time seemed to slow down.

Yi Qingqing's eyes seemed to be fixed in the shape of a crescent moon, with shallow dimples and the corners of her mouth raised up and never lowered.

"By the way, Ayuan, can you tell me about the Yin Yang Pavilion of your Yin Ling? What does it look like? After worshiping yesterday, I gained a new special skill, also called Yin Yang Pavilion. I wonder if it has any connection with the Yin Yang Pavilion on the Yin Ling."

“The Yin Yang Pavilion on the Yin Order is an antique shop that claims to contain everything in the Yin and Yang worlds. As long as you can pay the price, you can buy anything. It is said that its location is always moving and only those who are destined can see it.

The underworld and the master of Yin Yang Pavilion have cooperation, so the ghost messengers can contact Yin Yang Pavilion through the Yin order at any time to purchase things.

However, the Yincha mainly uses salary, ghost money, soul power or Yinde consumption..." Yun Guyuan explained the situation of Yinyang Pavilion in detail.

Although the Yin-Yang Pavilion that A Yuan mentioned was a magnificent wooden building with an indeterminate number of floors, larger than a department store in the imperial capital, and very different from her Yin-Yang Pavilion which only had a stone platform stall, Yi Qingqing still felt that the Yin-Yang Pavilion he mentioned had many similarities with her own Yin-Yang Pavilion skills.

For example, they buy and sell and collect soul power, and they are always moving.

Yun Guyuan also said: "Maybe your Yin Yang Pavilion skills are the original version of Yin Yang Pavilion?"

Yi Qingqing nodded. It was possible, and the possibility was very high. It seemed that the dream she had yesterday was not unreasonable. If this was true, it would not be impossible for her to become the richest woman in the underworld in the future!

It seems that we should pay more attention to the skills of Yin Yang Pavilion and manage it well. Maybe if we upgrade it, it will slowly become the Yin Yang Pavilion that A Yuan described?

It’s a store that sells everything from the Yin and Yang worlds! You can even buy RMB!

Even if you die in the future, you don’t have to worry.

She didn't think it was too early for her to think about life after death. Her boyfriend was a ghost, so she had to think about life after death earlier, and she was even looking forward to it.

"Ayuan, after knowing that you are the ghost, I don't seem to be afraid of death anymore," Yi Qingqing was surprised at her own psychological transformation.

She used to be very afraid of death, but the obsession formed by not living a good life in her previous life was cured just like that.

"Although I have never been to the underworld, I have heard from other official underworld officials that the underworld is not as colorful as the world of the living. The world after death is dull and boring, so you should take good care of your body and try to live longer. But don't be afraid of death. I will be with you no matter in the world of the living or the underworld." Yun Guyuan said seriously.

Yi Qingqing wanted to talk but stopped herself, and finally just nodded. She still found it difficult to talk about going to the underworld with her memories to draw lots for reincarnation. It was too fantastical to talk about.

She knew much more about the underworld than A Yuan, a living ghost who had never been there. The underworld is now very trendy, with neon lights and lottery machines. Although the weather is not very good, it is quite picturesque.

After finishing breakfast, Yi Qingqing left the portable space and ran to the northeast corner courtyard, wanting to see how much gold paper she had exchanged for the gold ingots she burned for Yinshui Lane yesterday.

When they reached the hanging flower gate in the northeast corner of the courtyard, Yi Qingqing couldn't help but squint.

What did she see?

There was too much gold paper! It almost formed a small mountain.

She smoothed it and found that the quality was indeed very good, it was top quality gold paper.

He put them in the storage room of his personal space in piles, and the pile was very high, with a total of ninety-four pieces.

Did the gold ingots she folded have such strong purchasing power? She only burned a basket of gold ingots yesterday, which was equivalent to 940,000 ghost money?

She won't have to worry about gold paper in the short term.

This piece of paper can be cut into several pieces, and several gold ingots can be folded! The basket of gold ingots didn't even use half a piece of paper, which means that she only made a little effort to fold it, and she made a net profit of more than 930,000 ghost money.

The money Ayuan earned from an ordinary ghost-catching mission was not as much as her basket of gold ingots!

"Ayuan, if only I could burn gold ingots for you, then we could become rich by reselling them a few times," Yi Qingqing sighed.

Unfortunately, the ghost money she burned could not be exchanged for things in the world of the living in the Yin-Yang Pavilion like the ghost money earned by living ghosts when completing missions.

Otherwise, Yi Qingqing could become a money-printing machine in the underworld by folding gold ingots!

With this skill, why worry about not being able to develop and prosper your Yin Yang Pavilion?