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

Song Jinyan was terrified: "I really don't know what happened to Song Mian! Song Mian abandoned our family and ran away a long time ago. I don't know what happened to her! Every wrong has its perpetrator, so tell me what happened!"

"What else could it be? Of course Song Mian tricked me! We agreed that if I helped her make money, she would buy me a cemetery. But I made a million for her in one go, and she disappeared. This is clearly a scam... No, it's a scam!"

When Song Jinyan heard this, his soul almost flew out of his body.

Song Mian actually managed to make a million dollars by relying on ghosts? !

With this thought in his mind, he could no longer consider anything else. Song Jinyan's eyes darted around: "This Song Mian has absolutely no moral standards. She's capable of doing anything shameless! Uncle Ghost, I hate her the most too. If you have any grievances, please tell me. I'll find a way to resolve it for you!"

Seeing that Song Jinyan was fooled so easily, Song Mian's eyes became more sarcastic.

Sure enough, in Song Jinyan's view, money is the most important thing.

"Are you serious?" Chen Shubin put away his frightening expression and replaced it with a skeptical one. "You talk better than you sing. Who knows if what you say is true or not?"

"Everything I said is true! I am different from Song Mian. I don't have so many tricks and schemes. If you want to catch me for revenge, you can catch me at any time. So if I lie to you, there will be no good ending for me. I will definitely not take the risk." Seeing that Chen Shubin was not aggressive, Song Jinyan quickly forced a smile at him.

"Uncle Ghost, is what you just said true? Is there really a way to make a million in a short time?"

"Chinese ghosts don't cheat Chinese people. I'm a dead ghost, so I'm not interested in money. If it weren't for the cemetery, I wouldn't have found Song Mian to work with. But that damn girl was so dishonest that she took the money and didn't do anything!"

"Song Mian is just that kind of person!" Song Jinyan changed the subject and continued with a smile, "But Song Mian and I are different. I'm not that kind of person! Uncle Ghost, if you want to cooperate with me, I can give you my grandmother's grave."

Unexpectedly, Song Jinyan would actually mention something about grandma here. Song Mian's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he almost wanted to rush over and cover his mouth.

Chen Shubin might know her grandmother, and she still has no idea of ​​Chen Shubin's true purpose. If Chen Shubin knew that Zhang Guiying was her and Song Jinyan's grandmother, it was hard to say what kind of difficult situation would arise.

Just as Song Mian was struggling, Chen Shubin showed great interest in Song Jinyan: "Are you serious? I'd like to find someone to work with me to deal with Song Mian. I'm looking for you just like I'm looking for anyone else, but if you try to trick me, I promise you'll die a miserable death."

Song Jinyan agreed immediately and swore several times.

Chen Shubin then pretended to be skeptical and took Song Jinyan to a deserted residential building not far away.

Song Mian had installed cameras here in advance, so there was no need to get close to Song Jinyan. It was enough to wait and watch the surveillance downstairs where there was a signal.

Along the way, Chen Shubin told Song Jinyan in a complaining tone how he was deceived by her.

After listening to some of it, Song Mian found that Chen Shubin was no pushover. Even when he was telling lies, he could do so in an orderly and convincing manner.

It can be said that if she had not discussed the specific plan with Chen Shubin in advance, she would even think that Chen Shubin was telling the truth.

By the time they entered the abandoned residential building, Song Jinyan had completely trusted Chen Shubin. "Uncle Chen, Song Mian is such a jerk. She treated you like this, you must not indulge her! How about this, I'm going to go find Song Mian and beat her up first to vent my anger."

"What's the point of beating her? Song Mian values ​​money the most right now. If we want to take action against her, we must attack from that direction. I've made up my mind. I want to help you and the Song family behind you make money. When you make enough money, go to Song Mian on my behalf and help me mock that damn girl."

Song Jinyan was eager to ask, "Okay! Then how do we do it?"

Seeing Song Jinyan looking at him with bright eyes, Chen Shubin said, "If you want to make money, the first thing you need to do is accumulate merit. This thing is illusory and needs to be collected. How about this, I will test you next. As long as the merit you gain next is more than I expected, then I will help you make money."

"Okay! I'll do whatever you ask me to do! First, tell me what I need to do now."

Chen Shubin looked down at Song Yuan from above, floating in the air. "I am the ghost. Tsk tsk tsk, I don't know why you guys have to be so noisy all the time. You're not steady at all! Song Jinyan, didn't you tell your cousin about my rules?"

Song Jinyan obviously trusted Chen Shubin completely, and said to him flatteringly: "Uncle Chen, this is my cousin's first time dealing with ghosts, so he doesn't quite understand the rules. But as long as my brother makes money like me, he will trust you!"

"Making money is actually very easy. Look, after a busy day, you've already accumulated merits worth nearly 30,000 yuan. However, Song Mian has people helping her all the time. We need to find a simpler way to force Song Mian to fall." After thinking for a moment, Chen Shubin asked Song Jinyan, "Does Song Mian have anything that she values ​​very much? Or who in your family does she have the best relationship with?"

"Song Mian and my grandma have the best relationship!" Song Jinyan said this, his whole body looking gritting his teeth: "Ever since I was a child, my grandma has been partial to Song Mian. She would give all the delicious and useful things to Song Mian, and never to me!"

Chen Shubin didn't say anything, but just looked around at Song Jinyan.

He really didn't know the truth of the matter, but Song Jinyan was tall and strong, standing there like a small mountain, and he didn't look like he had been abused or starved since childhood.

The young boss, on the other hand, looked at the delicate and frail little girl, who was so thin that her bones were almost visible. She really looked like she was not getting enough to eat.

It was obvious who was lying. Chen Shubin touched his nose and was too lazy to argue about this topic with Song Jinyan.

"In that case, did Song Mian's grandmother leave anything behind, such as money or a house?" Chen Shubin asked immediately.

"Well... there are some things. The house is the one where Song Mian is now. Also, I know our grandma still has a bank card, but the bank card is with us, and only Song Mian knows the password. Our grandpa has always wanted to know the bank password, and Song Mian has always wanted to take this bank card away." Song Yuan then spoke, and then found that communicating with ghosts didn't seem that scary.

At least the old ghost in front of him didn't seem to be that difficult to deal with.

More importantly, this ghost is now obviously on their side and on the same front with them.

"What if we give this bank card to Song Mian?" Chen Shubin smiled. "Then we can get the password and let Song Mian withdraw the money."