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

Chen Shubin suppressed his displeasure and softened his tone. "I didn't mean to do that. It's no use trying to embarrass me. Why don't you tell me what you plan to do next?"

"You owe me a lot of food and drinks. Since you are too poor to pay me back, then find a way to help me deal with those people in my family." Song Mian quickly told Chen Shubin about what had happened recently.

After hearing what Song Mian said, Chen Shubin shook his head worriedly. "Your family members are really more bizarre than the last. I'm really curious, how did you endure all these years?"

Song Mian thought for a moment but still didn't know how to answer Chen Shubin's question: "I have important family members staying at the Song family. To protect them, I had no choice but to get along with my grandfather and his family. But I soon discovered that some people are just bad at heart, and no matter what you do, you can't change them."

"Then how do you want me to help you? Let's make it clear first. We ghosts cannot do anything that directly harms the living. Otherwise, if the ghost world sends people to capture us, we will be doomed!"

"Didn't you say last time that you could bring my grandmother's dowry over? And this store that I currently own is also very important to me. As long as you can succeed, I will cooperate with you no matter what." Song Mian thought about the whole process of getting along with Chen Shubin before, and felt that as long as he insisted on cooperating with Chen Shubin, the situation would not be too bad.

Chen Shubin said thoughtfully, "Has Qian Xingyue never come to see you again?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Song Mian asked in confusion.

Chen Shubin smacked his lips and asked, "Qian Xingyue wanted to attack you at first, but it was because of me that she failed. Just because she can see ghosts doesn't mean she will continue to be afraid of them. On the contrary, I think they are very likely to take advantage of this."

"What you mean is that I can make so much money because I can see ghosts. So when other people in the Song family realize that Qian Xingyue can also see ghosts, they might use this matter to harm me?" Song Mian asked.

Chen Shubin said calmly, "It may not be disadvantageous to you. I can also go down the same path as you. Little boss, as long as you trust me, I can help you solve this matter perfectly, but the prerequisite is that you must cooperate with me."

"Tell me first what I should do specifically." Song Mian looked at Chen Shubin and smiled, letting the other party whisper several words in his ear.

"Are you sure it's feasible?" Seeing Chen Shubin nod, Song Mian asked uncertainly, "What if they don't believe it?"

"Why are the Song family pestering you? It's all about money! If they know they can get money by cooperating with ghosts, why wouldn't they cooperate? Don't worry, I've come across many greedy people who always think about getting something for nothing. This kind of thing is too tempting for them."

"Then I'll try it with you tonight. If it doesn't work, you have to help me think of other ways." Seeing Chen Shubin nodding continuously, Song Mian finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then went out with Chen Shubin.

After going out, Song Mian went to the more remote alleys first.

Song Jinyan had just become an adult and had been hanging out in places he shouldn't have been, so over the years, in order to find Song Jinyan and bring him home, she had figured out the locations of various chess and card rooms and small casinos.

After searching around the street, Song Mian soon found Song Jinyan in a billiard hall.

Song Jinyan's attention was all on the pool table, so he didn't notice Song Mian's existence at all. He was rubbing the top of the pool cue in his hand with an annoyed look on his face.

Next to Song Jinyan was the man who had bet with him on the ball game. The man said to Song Jinyan with a teasing look on his face, "Xiao Song, if you lose this round again, you will owe me another three thousand. Add to the previous three thousand, and I will give you five thousand. You must give it to me tonight."

Song Jinyan had little patience to begin with, so after hearing what the man next to him said, "I'm not going to default on my debt, so why are you constantly pushing me? I'll give you what I owe you, so stop talking nonsense."

The man just smiled and did not refute Song Jinyan. He just watched Song Jinyan's actions.

It was not surprising at all that Song Jinyan lost this game.

The man stretched out his hand to ask Song Jinyan for money, but Song Jinyan was completely unfazed: "Money? I'm just playing with you verbally. If I lose, I lose. I don't have any money even if you ask me for it! What are you doing? Are you planning to hit me again? Let me go!"

The man stroked the yellow hair on his head and sneered angrily: "Haha, I've seen many people looking for death, but I've never seen someone looking for death like you! You were the one who came here to play a game with me, and now you come here and talk nonsense to me. Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

"Guys, drag this brat to the alley behind the door and teach him how to behave!" With the order from the yellow-haired man, Song Jinyan had no way of escaping.

Seeing that Song Jinyan was quickly dragged to the back door, Song Mian listened to his shouting from afar and quietly went around to the alley behind the back door.

Song Jinyan was pushed to the ground and beaten severely.

All kinds of insults were heard in the alley. Song Jinyan was lying on the ground, twitching all over, looking like he was dying.

The yellow-haired man spat at Song Jinyan, his tone full of disdain: "You stinky boy, you dare to confront me head-on? You are really courting death."

Song Jinyan didn't dare to move. He waited until the yellow-haired men left before finally getting up from the ground.

Listening to the fragrance coming out of Song Jinyan's mouth from afar, Song Mian's eyes became more disgusted and he winked at Chen Shubin beside him.

According to their original agreement, it is now time for Chen Shubin to take the stage.

Chen Shubin's figure quickly drilled into the wall.

Song Mian carefully hid outside the alley and secretly watched the situation in the alley.

Song Jinyan grimaced in pain and was thinking about where to go next when a chill came over him again, mixed with gusts of cold wind that blew on his body, almost freezing his whole body.

Song Jinyan suddenly felt cold and shivered, so he quickly hugged his arms and shook them off.

After looking around but not finding any clues, Song Jinyan was wondering when he heard bursts of inexplicable sneers coming from under his feet.

"Hehehe, you are Song Jinyan?"