"The Pavilion Master's status is so high?" Yi Qingqing said in surprise.
She was just thinking that she must accumulate more merits in this life, and when she enters the underworld next time, she will apply to join the underworld and become a public servant, and work as a ghost messenger with A Yuan! Unexpectedly, she was hit by such great good news.
“The ghosts and gods in the underworld are all ghosts who enter the underworld and are promoted step by step by accumulating soul power and good deeds. In essence, they are still dead people. No matter how high their positions are, they can only manage the underworld and ghosts and cannot affect the world of the living. However, the Lord of Yin and Yang Pavilion is a darling of heaven. He can travel freely between the Yin and Yang worlds. He is a very special being.” Yun Guyuan said.
"God's favorite? Me?" Yi Qingqing pointed at herself, unable to believe it: "How is it possible?"
She is a background female supporting character whose name hardly appears in the book!
If she was really the favorite of heaven, then the golden book would not be written from Li Mengxue's perspective. She didn't believe that she was the favorite of heaven!
"And even if my stall is the original version of the Yin Yang Pavilion in the underworld, your Yin Yang Pavilion in the underworld is not the favorite of the heaven. How can a real favorite cause damage to the Yin Yang Pavilion? Is the source of this information really reliable?"
Yi Qingqing's logic was clear. The Yin Yang Pavilion might indeed be precious, but it was not to the extent of being a favorite of the heavens! She was afraid that she would be poisoned to death if a pie really fell from the sky.
Yun Guyuan thought of his colleague's story as he drank the wine he offered: "Maybe it's not that reliable."
"Well, let's not think too much about it. You do your job as a ghost messenger well, and I will manage my Yin Yang Pavilion well. We can earn more merits while we are still alive, so that we can get promotions and salary increases after we die and live a good life." If the life span of the ghost is long enough, Yi Qingqing doesn't want to reincarnate for the time being.
Unless it is an abnormal way of reincarnation, the soul cannot retain the memory of the previous life. Without the previous memory, it will become a new person.
She has a deep understanding of this, after all, she has experienced it personally.
After she was reincarnated in this life, her memories of her past life were only sealed for a dozen years, and she was raised to be a naive and good person. After being fooled a few times, she jumped into the trap. If the burn had not restored her memory, this life that she exchanged for with her merits would have ended sooner or later.
A person’s growth environment is very important. She likes herself now and doesn’t want to reshape her personality again.
Even those born in a good family can grow up badly. If they grow up to be a little stupid like before they regained their memories, it is only bad for them. But if they grow up to be a big villain and their merits become negative, then they will be reborn in a bad way for generations to come!
"Okay," Yun Guyuan felt as sweet as if he had eaten candy when he saw that she also included him in her plan for her afterlife.
"Our combination is also weird in the underworld. Normal people would start discussing what happens after death when they are alive!" Yi Qingqing couldn't help laughing: "Other lovers agree to be husband and wife for all their lives, but for us, we just want to be a ghost couple after we die, haha!"
"The soul power earned from normal ghost work is more than enough to prolong the ghost's lifespan. You earn more and not less by running the Yin-Yang Pavilion. It is obvious that being a ghost couple is more sustainable in the long run," Yun Guyuan said seriously.
He really thought so. Life is short. How could being with Qingqing for just a few decades be enough?
Yi Qingqing noticed that he emphasized the word "long-term" and seemed very determined, so she asked him, "Do you really like me that much? Wouldn't you get tired of being with me for hundreds or thousands of years? I've seen many couples who were very good lovers when they were young, but after a few years of marriage, they gradually developed rifts..."
Yun Guyuan shook his head: "No, I can't bear to let you go. I can't imagine what it would be like to lose you. Just thinking about it makes me feel desperate."
Yi Qingqing couldn't say such a firm word as he did, because she hadn't experienced such a long life, and didn't know what she would be like at that time. She just said: "In the future, if there are any conflicts in our relationship, we must talk about it in time to solve it. Don't suppress it in your heart, or it will only lead to resentment. I hope we can always be like this!"
"I definitely will," Yun Guyuan held her hand tightly.
The two smiled at each other, and went into the kitchen in the afterglow of the setting sun. After a while, a little smoke rose from the kitchen chimney.
Today, Yi Qingqing went to restock the small stall. She gave away all the gold ingots she had folded in the past few days to the stall. This left a gap in the gold ingots used for the Ghost Festival. The Ghost Festival is next month, which is less than a month away. She has to fold some more in the next few days.
Later, she spent an extra hour every day folding gold ingots.
The days passed by peacefully. With continuous study and practice every day, her various skills were improving. However, because the skills she was learning now were all above level 3, even her practical skills had broken through level 3 in the past two days, and the ones she was mainly learning were even level 4 and above, so the progress was slow.
The large amounts of gold, silver, incense and candles used for this year's sacrifices have also been prepared bit by bit.
One morning a month later.
"There are only the last few pieces to be painted today, and it will be done quickly," said Yun Guyuan.
In fact, he had already made all the parts of the objects a week ago and started to apply copper paint in batches. These are the last few pieces.
"Then let's make something delicious for lunch today to celebrate?" Yi Qingqing said.
She saw Ayuan making these things one by one starting from planing the wood. It was really a huge project, even more complicated than when they first decorated the courtyard house. After all, she had taken out some of the signed furniture at the beginning, and Ayuan only made a few additional pieces.
"Okay," Yun Guyuan said, "When the paint dries in a few days, I will assemble everything at home before they come back, put it in the Yintu Ghost Road, and bring it over to the shop at once, so that I don't have to run back and forth."
He had originally planned to prepare all the panels and parts at home, and then slowly move them to the shop and assemble them there. However, he did not expect that Li Mengxue and the others would be in Hai City for a month, which made it convenient for him as he could move everything there at once.
Yi Qingqing nodded: "Okay!"
Normally, buying fabric wouldn't take that long if it was done through an acquaintance. However, half a month ago, Li Mengxue sent a telegram saying that they would have to wait for more than half a month before she could return. Calculating the time, it would be almost the day before her birthday.
This was indeed the case. Just two days after Li Mengxue and her friends arrived in Hai City, Wang Lingling went to her aunt to smooth things over and went to the warehouse to select cloth.
It is easy to buy cloth, but it is not easy to bring the cloth back to the imperial capital from Haishi.