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She Can See Ghosts

This text has no male lead, no romance. The female lead is slightly timid in the first volume, a bit infatuated in the second, and from the third volume onwards... life seems like a Siberian Husky. Below is the sequence of volumes, if there are chapters missing, they're probably blocked. 1 Who's best at murder and dismemberment? Look in the suitcase for jackals and wolves. 2 I can handle tutoring, even rocks can be turned to gold. 3 Freshman military training brings tears, Changan loves to eat smoked sausage. 4 A thousand miles of predestined marriage hangs by a thread, whether it's good or bad all depends on fate. 5 My idol is the absolute best, the idol chose me to be their partner. 6 The boss behind the scenes is here, doing whatever they want without logic. 7 Ghost Festival inspiration comes late, helplessly put here. 8 Official advancement and wealth cost a child's life, a good son leaps like a carp over the dragon gate. 9 A trip to the plastic surgery clinic, all the fat is shaken off. 11 Who in the Human World can resist a beauty? Run out of roman numerals, use numbers instead. 11 Turtles may live long, but still dread the end, the characters fear a 404. 12 The local zombie looks handsome, cries out adorably when opening its mouth. 13 One dance captures the city, the beauty of the past fades away. There's a lot more, too tired to write the summary...

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Chapter 3 Exchange Rate

This year's Ghost Festival came a bit late.

Normally, by the end of August on the solar calendar, it would almost be over, but this year happened to leap two months. After one delay and another, the Ghost Festival coincidentally fell during the eleven-day holiday. Many people were simply preoccupied with thinking about the holiday and completely forgot about this tradition. Otherwise, the middle-aged male customer in Tang Ji's shop wouldn't have rushed over in such a fluster.

The middle-aged man really couldn't understand it all.

It was just these two bundles of paper and some other assorted stuff that he had bought last year at a sundry store, ten bucks for a bundle, and the incense was two dollars a bunch. Sure, there was more expensive stuff, but the most expensive paper was just a few dozen bucks... If Tang Ji quoted three or four hundred, he'd turn on his heel and leave—definitely a rip-off!