Xiao Meng inherited an old building—a relic of the past. But the terms of the inheritance were anything but ordinary. The building couldn't generate income from the living; instead, it was reserved for ghostly tenants seeking to accumulate spiritual merit. Those with abundant virtue would find fortune in the mortal realm.

Xiao Meng grasped the situation instantly: "Forget the stock market; I'm playing the lottery!"

At a haunted site, where everyone screamed and fled, Xiao Meng defied the tide. Clutching her brochures, she swam upstream: "Interested in real estate? North-facing, premium haunted house available! Guaranteed afterlife placement, inclusive of ghostly wedding banquets and soul queue management. Consider it!"