218: Chapter 218: Paper money exchanged for real money, the whole network is discussing whether there is a ghost

The icy phoenix carriage rolled over the desolate Point Nemo at high altitude.

Target: Dragon Country! Handong!

Late night.

On the outskirts of the city, an old residential building.

In the darkness, Lin Mo's figure silently materialized.

His feet touched solid ground.

He looked up.

The doors and windows from his memory were tightly shut.

Covered in dust.

"Break," Lin Mo's eyes were indifferent.

Beside him, Nie Xiaoqian's phantom flickered!

Click! Hiss—!

The sturdy old-fashioned lock, along with part of the door frame, instantly froze! Then it exploded into fine ice shards! As if crushed by an invisible immense force!

The door opened.

A stale, musty air wafted out.

Inside the room.

Pitch black.

Dead silent.

Dust danced in the moonlight.

The electricity meter had stopped running days ago.

Darkness posed no obstacle to Lin Mo.

He scanned the room.

Empty.

Cold.

Lifeless.

The flames of revenge churned in his chest!

Lin Tianhe!

He must die!

But before killing him… he needed to locate him!

Where did he live? Where was his company located?

More importantly… he needed startup capital! Tracking! Investigation! All required money!

Currently, Lin Mo's pockets were empty.

Barefoot, his tattered clothes still stained with dried blood.

"Young Master…"

Dong Xiaowan's gentle voice sounded in his ear.

She floated out from Lin Mo's arm, solidifying into a physical form, her cyan qipao glowing faintly in the darkness. She looked around, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, her gaze filled with tenderness:

"Young Master, why are you in such distress…?" She gently pulled up her sleeve, revealing her slender jade fingers.

"Xiaowan… perhaps can solve this urgent problem."

Her fingertips moved slightly!

A wisp of cyan energy swept across the dusty old dining table!

Swish swish swish—!

On the tabletop, a thick stack of things "grew" out of thin air!

Gold foil! Glistening brightly!

Piled up into a small mountain!

All of them were—rectangular paper gold bars! The front was printed with "Heaven and Earth Bank," and the back with "One Thousand Liang"! They were clearly the style of joss paper currency used for offerings!

But the material… was real gold foil! As thin as a cicada's wing!

Lin Mo casually picked up a "joss paper" gold bar.

It was light.

The texture was strange.

Poof!

He pulled out a lighter, which he had taken from some corpse, and the flame licked a corner of the gold foil!

Sizzle… There was no charring smoke! No blackening!

The extremely thin layer of real gold instantly melted! Turning into a rice-grain-sized, slightlyYin and cold-tinged golden water droplet! It fell!

It wasn't a state of melting from high temperature! It was more like… melting upon contact with fire! Like ice meeting spring sunshine!

It was real gold in this world too!

"Heh," Lin Mo's lips curved into a cold arc.

"Tomorrow. I'll use this 'joss paper'… to exchange for some real money."

Having so easily resolved the urgent problem, Su Bai wrapped his left arm around Dong Xiaowan's waist and his right arm around Nie Xiaoqian's waist.

He pushed open the bedroom door; it was time to rest.

The next day.

Morning.

Handong City's largest gold and jewelry city.

It had just opened for business.

There weren't many people.

Lin Mo wore a cheap tracksuit, but it couldn't conceal the inherent coldness and bloodlust in him.

He carried an inconspicuous canvas bag and walked directly to the largest gold recycling counter.

Thud!

He placed the canvas bag heavily on the clean counter!

He unzipped it!

With a flick of his arm!

Clatter—!!

A large pile of glittering golden foil "joss paper," imprinted with "Heaven and Earth Bank," "One Thousand Liang," and "Underworld Currency," poured out like golden trash! Instantly covering half the counter!

The golden light shimmered! Dazzling to the eyes!

Behind the counter, the young female clerk, who was organizing documents, suddenly looked up!

Her eyes widened like brass bells!

Stunned!!!

Completely and utterly stunned!!!

Her mouth formed an O-shape, wide enough to fit an egg!

What the hell was this?!!!

Did she encounter a madman so early in the morning?! Bringing joss paper for the dead to exchange for real money?!!!

She instinctively recoiled, looking at Lin Mo as if he were a mental patient: "Sir… Sir… This… This isn't real gold… We buy gold… not… paper…"

Lin Mo's eyes were cold: "Burn it. It's real."

The female clerk was almost in tears! Who the hell burns this stuff?! It's so unlucky!

"Manager! Manager! Please come quickly! Quickly!" She shrieked, her face pale with fright.

A middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses and a shrewd expression quickly walked over at the sound. His brows were tightly furrowed: "What's going on?"

"Manager! Look!" The female clerk pointed at the counter full of "joss paper," her voice trembling.

The manager was also stunned by the pile of glittering "underworld currency." His mouth twitched.

He had been in the business for decades and had never seen such a sight!

But he was more experienced. Seeing the inexplicable chill emanating from Lin Mo, he suppressed his anger and sense of absurdity: "Sir… This… isn't this going too far with the joke?"

"Burn it," Lin Mo said only one word, cold as a knife.

The manager's eyes narrowed. He looked at the gold foil joss paper.

He gritted his teeth!

He took out a professional blowtorch!

He took a deep breath! Pointing it at a corner of the nearest "joss paper" gold bar—

Whoosh!!

Blue flames shot out!

The scorching high temperature instantly enveloped it!

All the clerks held their breath! Waiting to see this unlucky stuff turn to ash!

However—

Sizzle… fizz… There was no ash!

The corner of the gold foil instantly melted! Like ice and snow in spring! Turning into a sparkling, pure golden bead! It solidified without falling! Emitting a faint and cold metallic luster!

The manager's eyes suddenly bulged! Unbelievable!

He immediately stopped the blowtorch!

Carefully picked up that piece of "joss paper"!

He examined it! Rubbed it! Then looked at the melting point!

Pure gold!

And it was pure gold of extremely high purity!

He hurriedly burned several other pieces from different positions!

The result was the same!

All real gold!!!

"This… this…" The manager's hands were trembling slightly! His worldview was shattered! His voice was dry: "Sir… are you… are you sure you want to sell these… uh… 'gold papers'?"

"Count them," Lin Mo's voice was utterly calm.

The manager jolted!

No more nonsense! Professionalism instantly kicked in!

He immediately put on gloves, took out a precise small scale and tools, and began frantically counting and weighing!

Every piece was a full-weight real gold foil!

"One piece… two pieces… ten pieces… one hundred pieces… two hundred fifty pieces!!" The manager's forehead was sweating: "In total… 2.5 kilograms! Based on today's market price for recycling, deducting a little processing loss…"

He furiously tapped on the calculator.

"Equivalent to RMB… 5,015,200 yuan!"

The manager reported a number, his heart pounding! This person in front of him was simply a god of wealth… or rather, a god of wealth who crawled out of a graveyard!

"Transfer."

A few minutes later.

The money arrived.

Lin Mo retrieved his bank card, picked up the empty canvas bag, and turned to leave.

He didn't say another word.

Leaving behind a group of petrified staff in the gold store.

"Manager… what… what is going on…?" The female clerk looked at the counter full of counted "Heaven and Earth Bank," "Underworld Currency" gold bars, her voice shaky.

The manager wiped cold sweat from his brow, looking at the huge transfer record on his mobile banking app, and smiled wryly: "Who cares what's going on… real gold and silver… genuine…"

"No! It's too strange!!" The female clerk suddenly pulled out her phone and frantically snapped pictures of the pile of counted gold foil joss paper still scattered on the counter! Especially the words "Heaven and Earth Bank" on them!

As she took pictures, her hands trembling, she quickly edited a Douyin video:

【Breaking! Handong City sees the most bizarre buyer! Comes with "Heaven and Earth Bank" underworld currency gold bars to exchange for money! And it turns out they're ALL real gold!! (Real photos)】

【God knows how I accepted this batch of "goods"!】 【Video title: Joss paper for real cash? I might have met a 'cash'-powered ghost!】

The video was instantly posted!

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【Douyin Comment Section (Handong's Hottest Gold Store Girl)】

1st Floor (Handong's Hottest Gold Store Girl): Video link My dear friends, who understands?! I'm still numb! Looking at this pile of "goods," I have chills down my spine… This money makes my heart pound! 😱 😱

2nd Floor (Gossip Eater, Not Garlic Eater): What the hell?! Someone actually exchanges this stuff for money? I've seen it all now! 😂 😂

3rd Floor (Metaphysics Enthusiast Xiao Zhang): Wait! This plot! Why is it so similar to that ghost story I read last month? Underworld bank sends gold paper in a dream, unfilial son burns it at the wrong grave… then… *hiss*! Chilling when you think about it! Tremor Tremor It's terrifying when you think about it

4th Floor (Scientific, Not Superstitious): Upstairs, stop scaring people! 😡 There are no ghosts! It must be a novel way of showing off wealth or performance art! This person just has very heavy taste! 👃

5th Floor (10 Years Professional Gold Recycler): @ Handong's Hottest Gold Store Girl, girl, was the recycling process compliant? Was the gold tested? Don't tell me it's a new scam! ❓

6th Floor (Handong's Hottest Gold Store Girl Reply Professional Gold Recycler 10 Years): 😭 Don't worry, Brother Chen, our manager tested it three times, fire test, water density test all passed, it's all pure gold! It's just… it's just that the presentation is too damn creepy! 🤦‍♀️ 🤯

7th Floor (Did You See a Ghost Today): Doesn't anyone think the buyer's description is strange? Cheap clothes, but eyes cold as ice, terrifying aura… and carrying a canvas bag for joss paper… I bet fifty cents! He's not human! 💡

8th Floor (Sunny and Cheerful Big Boy): Unlucky! So unlucky! Who sells money for the dead?! The store owner is also bold, daring to accept this money! Aren't they afraid of attracting something? 😨 😨

9th Floor (Big Hairy Guy): Upstairs, you drama queens! It's gold! It's real money! Who cares if it was joss paper or dog poop before! As long as it's valuable! Give me a bag, I'll sleep with it every day! 🐶 🐶

10th Floor (Sherlock Holmes Conan): What I'm more curious about is… what kind of person would go to great lengths to make real gold look like joss paper? Too much time on their hands? Or… does it really involve some mysterious transactions? 🤔

The topic grew hotter and hotter.

Joss paper for real cash shot to the top of the local trending list.

Online discussion was fervent.

Lin Mo, however, in an unnoticed corner, with the card holding five million in cash, disappeared into the morning traffic of Handong.

The first move was made.

The cold blade was already unsheathed.

Next target—Lin Tianhe!