Xiao Chenyuan said he was going to burn spirit money for QingWu, and he meant it literally.
In the underworld, there were only three types of recognized offerings. The first was the most common—paper coins resembling copper money, imbued with the wishes of the living but of the lowest value. The second was sycees adorned with gold and silver. And the third, the most valuable, was real gold and silver.
What Xiao Chenyuan prepared for her was the most ordinary kind—stacks of paper coins. QingWu glanced at them, raising an eyebrow slightly.
"If you're burning offerings, you need either the recipient's birth and death dates or their full name," she remarked.
Xiao Chenyuan met her gaze. "If I write the name 'Ying Rushi,' will you receive it?"
QingWu's expression remained unchanged, but inwardly, she chuckled. So this was what he was after?
