A quarter of an hour later.

The door of the bookkeeper.

I sat on a large stone with a smooth surface, and in my arms I was silly and happy with seventeen bulging gold-patterned money bags in my arms.

"Yan Jun, look, it's right there!"

Not far away, bucktooth straightened his little arm and pointed towards me.

Cui Jue, who rushed to hear the news, glanced at it, stopped his hurried footsteps, frowned, and said, "How did she become like this?"

The bucktoothed ghost scratched his head, "This, this subordinate doesn't know, it's my aunt who suddenly got a lot of golden beans today, and then it became like this, the subordinates waited for a few to call the aunt for a long time, and I didn't see her pay attention to the subordinates, so I had no way to invite Yan Jun." ”

On the way here, the bucktooth ghost had already carefully told Yan Junda about the bizarre events that had happened in the underworld.

The account room in the underworld is indeed in the account every day, and the people in the yang world burn paper and send money to the underworld, which happens all the time, and the funeral of the deceased, the first seven to seven is the initial stage of the accounting, and it is also the period of primitive accumulation of wealth.

The three major ghost festivals of Qingming Festival, Zhongyuan Festival, and Winter Clothes Festival are the three major ghost festivals that can be received in the next few days, not only to keep accounts for those ghosts, but also to ensure that each ghost is accurate.

"Lord Yan, why are you here?"

The ghost that suddenly appeared was the ghost official surnamed Xing who was in charge of the account room, and his entire outline looked blurry, like a seriously out-of-focus image taken by a camera.

Generally speaking, the goblins in the dungeon will appear in this state, and there is only one possibility that they will be tired and lose focus.

"Brother Xing, why are you like this?" the bucktoothed ghost's eyes widened.

Xing's ghost official's figure shook, and his voice was infinitely aggrieved, "Today's income in the account room is growing exponentially, more than the three major ghost festivals in previous years combined, and the subordinates have to distinguish which ones are the income of the seventeenth tortured ghosts, and which ones are from the aunt of the east, and later there are many ghost officials who come to exchange gold beans for the aunt, it is too busy......"

"Has it been dealt with?" Cui Jue kept his face calm, and his gaze never took off my body for half a minute.

Xing Ghost said: "The income has stabilized,

It's also strange to say, how can there be so many relatives of the Yin Soul who burn paper on the same day, and they all bring a little bit to Aunt Dongtian?"

Cui Jue's face became even more ugly.

On the side, the bucktoothed ghost drooled with envy, "Auntie, this is a good overnight rich, I'm afraid those golden beans in her arms won't be able to spend them for thousands of years!"

Xing Ghost Officer answered, "No, all the gold beans in our account room have been handed over to my aunt, and the ghosts in each hell have also gained a lot, and the prices in our prefecture are afraid that they will rise, otherwise inflation will be chaotic." ”

"These problems, you should first do a good job of prevention, and the price should be raised, and don't be soft. ”

Cui Jue was so serious that he whispered a command, then waved his hand and said, "You two should go and take care of your own affairs first." ”

The bucktoothed ghost and the Xing ghost officer glanced at each other, and they felt that they bowed back and retreated, and they said in unison: "Yan Jun, the subordinates retire." ”

The two ghosts turned into ink shadows and dispersed.

Cui Jue sighed and walked over to me with his feet up.

"Leaning eastward. He stretched out his big palm and slapped it on my heavenly spirit cover, and at that moment, my eyes suddenly went black, and the three souls and seven spirits woke up as if they had returned to their places.

"Old Cui, you are light!"

I grinned in pain, and instinctively wanted to rub my head, but because there were so many heavy golden beans in my arms, I didn't dare to act rashly if I let go for fear that it would fall out.

Cui Jue glanced at me, "Look at your little bit of talent." ”

"Huh. ”

I scoffed, glaring back unceremoniously, "You've lived so long and seen so much money? I can tell you, I have fifty-five thousand five hundred and twenty-one gold beans and twenty-one silver ingots! Do you know what that means?"

Seeing that my expression instantly became serious, Lao Cui subconsciously answered, "Your number?"

What number?

I was stunned for a moment, didn't react at all, and corrected him with a sigh: "What are you talking about, my full of gold beans and silver ingots means that from today onwards, I will be the No. 1 nouveau riche in the underworld when I lean eastward!"

Nouveau riche, I dreamed of a career for six hundred years, starting with the first copper and ending with a small coffer

When I had seven hundred and forty bronzes, three silver and two gold, I thought it was time to give up this dream, but I didn't expect that at this moment, it brought me a surprise like ascending to heaven!

Cui Jue didn't want to pay attention to my sand sculpture thinking at all, rubbed his eyebrows, and said: "What if you become a nouveau riche, what kind of things can be bought and sold in the underworld? Who told me more than a hundred years ago that I was tired of playing with things in the underworld, and asked me to bring you new things from the world?"

At the most ** moment of my ghost life, Cui Jue splashed a basin of cold water on my head, and I stomped my foot angrily, "You...... You ghosts and gods born with a golden spoon in your mouth, how can you understand the feelings of people like me in the underworld!"

"What I'm holding is not a golden spoon, it's a ghost order. ”

Cui Jue wrapped his hands around his chest, and told a cold joke about being able to freeze a ghost with great interest, and then squinted at me and said, "What are you going to do with these golden beans?"

"Find a place to keep it!" I gave him a blank look, stupid question, although I am the richest ghost now, it does not mean that I have to splurge lavishly.

"Hehe, can you hide this huge sum of money in that hut?"

Cui Jue gave me another ghost crit.

I froze for a moment, not to mention that my hut had not been repaired, but had been restored to its original state, and how could there be any place to seal so many golden beans in the yard and the hut?

"Then, then you say, where should I put it?"

"Collect the account room, let them pay you a deed, and calculate the rental fee according to the interest of half a cent per month, so that the account room can operate normally. Cui Jue's eyes flashed, that kind of calculating shrewdness was common to me in the past.

I thought about it carefully, and pretended to be scheming and tentatively asked, "You old guy can't think of tricking me, right?"

Cui Jue slapped me on the head, and glared at me angrily, "Then you dig a pit and bury it yourself!"

As he spoke, he turned his head to leave, I jumped up and pulled his sleeve in a hurry, and the money bag instantly fell to the ground like a fairy scattering flowers, I had a pain in my flesh, and my facial features were twisted up, "Ouch hey~"

"You see, how inconvenient. Lao Cui spread his hands.

I gritted my teeth, "Listen to you!"