My backyard leads to the underworld. I became famous by selling goods.

"Hao Zai Lai Funeral Clothing Store is having a special sale today, buy one get one free. New and old customers are welcome to come into the store and shop!"

Listening to the loud shouting coming from the small loudspeaker at the door of the store, Song Mian sat in the store and sighed.

Three days ago, her grandmother who had taken care of her since she was a child was hospitalized due to a heart attack. She had to take over the funeral clothing store run by her parents from her grandmother. As a result, three days passed and no customers came to the store.

"Even if no one comes, a ghost will do!"

Taking out her cell phone and checking the balance of only a few cents, Song Mian thought about the hospital bills she would have to pay in two days. After hesitating for a long time, she decided to sell this old house that was older than her grandmother!

Thinking about going to the agent tomorrow, Song Mian suppressed his hunger and drank two sips of boiled water, then leaned against the counter and fell into a deep sleep.

Ding-a-ling-!

Song Mian was suddenly awakened by the sound of the bell on the shop door ringing in his sleep.

"Welcome...!" Song Mian hurriedly looked towards the store door and was surprised to find that there was no one at the gate.

Just as she was wondering, a gust of cold wind blew, making her shiver. She turned her head to look at the direction where the cold wind came from.

I saw a woman in ancient costume standing in front of the glass door leading to the backyard of the funeral shop.

The woman kept her head down, and from Song Mian's perspective he could see her pale, pointed chin.

The woman was wearing an ancient costume from an unknown dynasty. The lotus-pink blouse was dull in color. The originally delicate embroidery on the clothes had long since faded due to its age, but the exquisite workmanship could still be vaguely seen.

Song Mian could tell at a glance that the clothes the woman was wearing had a long history. She took a breath and realized it!

This must be a rich young lady from some wealthy family. She actually went out wearing antique clothes. She might be a big money donor!

But why did she come out from her own backyard?

Song Mian didn't care about that. She showed her standard eight-tooth smile: "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't notice you come in just now! What do you need? Our funeral clothing store provides one-stop funeral services. Moreover, our store has a variety of brand-new funeral clothes, all imitated from the clothes worn by the living. You can choose according to your needs! Or if you have any questions, you can ask me, I can recommend them to you!"

The woman raised her face at this time.

Her hair was very long and the bun on her head looked a little messy, which made Song Mian unable to see her eyes clearly because of her hair. He could only see her pale lips.

"Embroidered...flowered...shoes..." The woman spoke slowly, and her muddy voice sounded particularly eerie.

A biting chill drifted over along with the woman's voice. Song Mian felt goose bumps instantly covering his arms and subconsciously glanced at the woman's feet.

Seeing this, Song Mian almost fainted from fright.

The woman's toenails were pulled out and were covered in blood and wounds.

And the most important thing is that women’s feet are translucent!

"I want a new pair of embroidered shoes..." The woman, no, the female ghost, was floating towards Song Mian while speaking.

Feeling a fishy smell coming towards him, Song Mian subconsciously closed his eyes and began to mutter to himself.

“Believe in science, start with me!”

"I must have opened my eyes incorrectly just now. Try again! Song Mian, you can do it!"

Song Mian mustered up his courage, took a deep breath, and opened his eyes.

As a result, he happened to meet the female ghost's eyes, which were shedding tears of blood.

The ghost girl's eyeballs had been gouged out, leaving only an empty pit. Sticky black blood flowed out from it and dripped onto the ground.

Oh, she only mops the floor during the day!

"Liar, liar, you don't have any embroidered shoes here..." The ghost lowered her head and looked at the translucent feet, her voice becoming increasingly sharp. "You clearly said you had everything, liar, you are a liar, wuwuwu, wuwuwu..."

Song Mian was originally just frightened to the point of having weak legs, but now she was so frightened that she almost fell to her knees!

Can you please stop crying, big sister? Shouldn't she be the one who wants to cry?

The cold air around was getting thicker and thicker, and even the light bulbs on the ceiling began to flicker as if they had poor contact.

Song Mian felt that the store was getting colder and colder. It was midsummer, but she couldn't help shivering.

If this continues, she will be frightened to death or frozen to death.

"Although we don't have embroidered shoes in our store, we have this year's most popular shoes! No matter if they are alive or dead, as long as they have worn them, they will say they are good!" Song Mian remembered that he had just bought a few pairs of plastic sandals and placed them on the shelf nearby.

The female ghost was so close that Song Mian didn't dare to make any big movements. He could only reach out and feel around inside the counter.

While Song Mian was groping, the female ghost kept staring at her with her empty eyes, making her scalp tingle.

Finally, her fingers touched something hard and she immediately took it out!

"This is the treasure of our store, the dream shoes in the hearts of countless women, the Crystal Princess sandals... Wait? Why is it Chelsea?!" Song Mian looked at the golden Chelsea that suddenly appeared in his hands, and was almost blinded by it!

The ghost girl tilted her head, her voice filled with dullness and dissatisfaction: "These are not the embroidered shoes I want."

Song Mian's mind immediately popped up scenes of cannon fodder dying in various horror movies.

It’s over, her life is in danger!

Song Mian thought he would be killed instantly by the female ghost, but he waited for a long time but the female ghost did not make a move.

Only then did he realize that the female ghost had been standing there motionless. Song Mian quickly made up for it, "Although these aren't embroidered shoes, they are the most popular and fashionable item in our store. Fashionable women from eight to eighty all love to wear these shoes!"

"Look at these shoes, they're gleaming with gold. They represent great wealth and honor! Unless you're someone of exceptional status, how could you possibly afford to wear something like this? The luster of these shoes is dazzling, golden! What does this represent? It represents infinite brilliance and a promising future!"

"Put it on and you'll be the most beautiful ghost in the whole village!"

"..." The ghost girl tilted her head, and suddenly she felt that this pair of Chelsea shoes looked quite pretty. "But they say that women can only wear embroidered shoes. I have never had the opportunity to wear other shoes."

Seeing the female ghost looking at Chelsea cautiously, Song Mian suddenly felt a little sad.

When she lived with her grandfather, he always said that she was a girl and should be obedient and sensible, but he never used such rules and regulations to restrict her younger brother.

"Embroidered shoes look good, and Chelsea shoes look good too. No one stipulates what girls must wear. Wear whatever you like!" Song Mian said, bending down and putting Chelsea shoes on the ghost girl's feet.

Seeing that Chelsea, who was originally solid, became translucent the moment she came into contact with the female ghost, Song Mian widened his eyes slightly.

"Thank you, I like these shoes very much." The ghost girl's voice echoed in the air. Then she stretched out her hand and pointed in the direction of the backyard: "There is a treasure under the yellow flowers by the well."

Song Mian blinked and watched the female ghost disappear.

She pinched herself quickly.

It hurts so much, it’s not a dream!

Did she really encounter a ghost?

What about the treasure that the female ghost mentioned?

Subconsciously, Song Mian thought that the female ghost might be deceiving him, but then he changed his mind and felt that it was unnecessary.

If the female ghost wanted to harm her just now, she could have done it directly.

Since that’s the case, she’s free now anyway, so why not give it a try!