What to do if you're forced to marry a demon king's daughter in a horror game?

Time is up.

Su Yu reluctantly closed the door.

As she was leaving, a strange question suddenly popped into her mind: If people in this world burn paper money, will people in the other world actually receive it?

If you receive them, which is bigger, the gold ingot or the paper money?

Furthermore, if you can receive paper money, then can you receive other things you burn?

Strange questions are popping up everywhere.

She decided to wait until she reached the horror world to properly ask Miss Ghost King.

In the darkness, the system's voice suddenly rang out:

"Please choose to return to the rest area or your residential area!"

Su Yu naturally chose to return to her residence.

There was nothing in the rest area, and after what happened with Ning Qingzhi's sister, she felt that the rest area was not safe at all.

"You have selected a residential area. Teleportation will begin shortly..."

When the darkness dissipated, they had entered Su Yu's new home.

However, as soon as Su Yu entered, she heard a knock on the door.

Well, to be precise, it was the sound of banging on the door.

The other person was clearly rude.

"What's going on?" The loud noise made Su Yu cover her ears.

"I'll go take a look."

Miss Ghost King yawned and walked towards the door.

"They're probably here to deliver packages."

"Delivering packages?!"

Si Nan and Su Yu exchanged a glance.

How could there possibly be a deliveryman here?

Besides, even if she did, Su Yu hadn't bought anything.

When Miss Ghost opened the door, they realized what the so-called "delivery" meant.

A man in yellow overalls stood at the door, holding a wooden box in his hands.

"What do you sell?" Miss Ghost leaned against the door, lazily sizing up the deliveryman in front of her.

"What's sold here are all rare and excellent items."

The deliveryman slightly raised his head, revealing a blank expression.

His ashen face showed no trace of human life.

"Would you like me to open it and show it to you?" As he said this, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Oh, open it!"

After obtaining Miss Ghost's permission, he opened the box.

Inside was a huge heart, still beating in the black mist, looking very fresh.

"Oh? This is a good thing."

"It looks like the heart of a vengeful ghost. Eating it could prolong life, right?"

Miss Ghost King showed an interested look.

"However, you obviously assumed that the people here couldn't afford this, which is why you sent it over."

“If the owner of this house cannot come up with more than one million ghost money, you will forcibly charge for the heart under the pretext that it must be purchased after the box is opened.”

"Forced buying and selling, that's your usual tactic."

She hit the nail on the head.

The deliveryman standing in front of her twitched at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, he could no longer laugh.

Although he didn't know the Ghost King, he knew that the guy in front of him was definitely stronger than him.

This deal is off.

He turned to leave, but the Ghost King pressed down on his shoulder.

"You can't do business like this. If you walk by the river often enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet." Miss Ghost slammed the lid shut and snatched the wooden box away. "I'll teach you a lesson."

After saying that, she closed the door.

what?

Ask her for money?

Please, you don't need to pay money when you buy things here.

Having witnessed her daily zero-yuan shopping behavior, Su Yu was now quite calm.

Si Nan, on the other hand, looked on with admiration.

She wants to be that strong too!

She also wants to buy things but won't pay!

"Let's have grilled heart tonight."

Miss Ghost King stroked the smooth, fresh heart and began to imagine tonight's dinner.

"It just so happens that Xiaoyu has almost twelve days of vacation."

"This is big enough to eat."

"Oh, right, Si Nan, go buy some seasonings and charcoal!"

……

……

In the world of horror, the night is actually no different from the day.

At least, Su Yu couldn't tell the difference.

Miss Ghost King rarely cooks, but she made something that looked completely inedible.

Even Ryoko, who usually has a great appetite, frowned.

"I said, is this heart sashimi?"

"Yes! Isn't it obvious?"

“So, since it’s sashimi…” Ryoko picked up a fragment of a heart, shook it, and a lot of black and red powder fell off: “What is this?”

Miss Ghost pointed to the black powder: "Pepper powder."

He then pointed to the red powder: "Chili powder."

Ryoko put down the piece of meat.

I sneezed loudly.

"This smells like something from the underworld. You should have said so sooner if you couldn't cook..."

"Hey, don't get me wrong, that one is yours."

As she spoke, Miss Ghost King brought out a small stew pot.

This stewing pot is completely transparent and glitters under the light, exuding an aura of "I am very expensive".

Upon opening the stew pot, a unique aroma immediately wafted out.

Everyone was stunned.

"This one is for my dear wife."

076. I'll give you my tail as a pillow.

The infamous double standard expert, Miss Ghost, has truly taken double standards to the extreme.

Yes, she's not a good cook.

But what does it matter?

Anything cooked in this stew pot, even rotten meat, will smell delicious.

"You're willing to take this out?" Ryoko gave her a deep look: "You really will stop at nothing to please Yu."

Miss Ghost King looked at her with a smile: "You're not convinced? Then you take one out too."

Clearly, this crystal-clear stew pot is a one-of-a-kind treasure.

Ryoko has no chance of pulling one out unless someone tries to steal it.

"Xiaoyu, darling, wife~ try it!"

Miss Ghost King took the art of being cute to the extreme, using coquettishness and rubbing against legs to provide a one-stop service.

That cloyingly sweet voice made Su Yu blush and feel dizzy.

Seeing this, Si Nan couldn't help but applaud her.

You even said you don't know the art of charm!

The big shots are just being humble.

Ryoko rested her chin on her hand, watching the scene before her.

It would be a lie to say I didn't feel a little sour inside.

It's not extremely sour, though.