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Guanzhong County. Lin Jue's body was lying in the hospital, in a lost-soul state, basically like a vegetable, but just a tiny bit better than that.
The Scorching Sun Department gave them the result, but they still couldn't let it go. They hired someone to summon his soul—didn't work. In the end, worried that Lin Jue was used to living large and might suffer losses in the Netherworld, they burned a pile of stuff they thought might help him out over there.
What they didn't know was, the only thing that could actually reach Lin Jue would be the one thing they thought was most useless—paper money.
Though even that paper money, they'd paid way more than what you'd normally pay for the cheap stuff at a funeral shop.
They just got someone to take a look, and everyone said Lin Jue was only in a lost-soul state—not dead yet, so there was hope. They didn't mind the expense.
The Guanzhong County chief hadn't slept in over a day—his head felt like it was about to explode.
