C236 What Kind of Soup Is This?

What soup?

The white thread in his hand was torn apart by him, and he took out underworld money. The underworld money burned, and the paper money scattered all over the sky: "Su Zhi Qing, you've arrived."

At the same time, he burned the bright yellow piece of paper in front of the tombstone.

A strong wind blew past and rolled up the paper money, blowing up the ashes of the underworld money