My tablet has become the palm of the antique tycoon

Ming Yi turned around and found that Cao Xuanhe had chased him out at some point, and was looking at him coldly.

"doing what?"

Ming Yi tried his best to hide his emotions, but the choked voice still betrayed him.

Cao Xuanhe looked into his red eyes and asked, "Do you feel wronged?"

Ming Yi turned his face aside, deliberately not looking at him in a fit of anger.

Cao Xuanhe raised his hand, turned his little face back, looked at him, and after a long time, said calmly: "Since you feel wronged, don't come here again."

"Sister Juan and the others have no relatives and nowhere to go, so they choose to stay in the store. Although I don't know your identity, I can tell that you are not some lonely ghost. You have relatives, friends, and It belongs to your own cemetery, there is no need to hide in this small shop of mine all day long."

"I still say the same thing, I don't need friends, and you don't need to waste your energy, just leave early."

Finally, Ming Yi's tears couldn't be held back, overflowing from his eyes, he yelled at him angrily: "Just leave, I will come to your shop again in the future, I'm just a dog!"

Cao Xuanhe looked at the closed shop door, the corners of his lips gradually tightened.

Sister Juan came out from behind the screen, and tentatively asked, "Master, do you need me to chase after..."

"Need not."

Cao Xuanhe lowered his eyes, and when he turned around again, his expression had returned to his usual calm.

"It's getting late, you guys have a good rest."

After he finished speaking, he opened the store door and went out.

At this moment, there were quite a few little ghosts wandering around in the alley, and when they saw Cao Xuanhe, a living person, coming out of the shop, they were taken aback for a moment, then their eyes lit up, and they tried to get closer.

Cao Xuanhe seemed unaware of the danger, and walked out of the alley.

Several of the brave little ghosts gradually approached, but before their fingers could touch his clothes, they were burned by the ghost-exorcism charm that suddenly appeared.

Several little ghosts screamed miserably at the same time, and the color of their fingers became lighter. This scene instantly frightened the other little ghosts, and they did not dare to approach them for a while.

Cao Xuanhe walked out of the alley without seeing the little ghost all the way, it seemed that he was really angry and left.

It was his impromptu decision to drive Ming Yi away.

Originally, Cao Xuanhe didn't pay attention to this brat who was jumpy and talkative, but he just let him stay in the shop because he didn't mean any harm.

But just now, he suddenly noticed the horror of this little ghost.

Ming Yi did not have any malicious intentions, but he was trying to invade his life little by little.

Cao Xuanhe has been single for many years, and has long been used to doing things quietly by himself.

How long has it been? Yesterday, because Ming Yi didn't call on time, he was in a low mood.

This morning, he sat in the store with abnormal behavior for a whole day, and he didn't burn things to Sister Juan and the others until Ming Yi appeared.

Cao Xuanhe admitted that he felt a little happier when he saw Ming Yi's deflated and depressed appearance.

But this also proved another point: I was attracted most of his attention by his every move.

This is not a good thing for Cao Xuanhe.

He doesn't like his emotions being controlled by others, not to mention that the other party is a brat whose background he doesn't understand at all.

Cao Xuanhe never believed that people or ghosts would treat him well for no reason, there must be some conspiracy...

While he was thinking wildly, a cry for help sounded in his ear.

"My mother, help me!"

Cao Xuanhe withdrew his thoughts, looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a few hundred meters away, the cloudy air was soaring into the sky, and ghost shadows were faintly swaying in it.

On New Year's Eve, the kid is making trouble?

With that in mind, he walked over quickly.

On the way, he heard a few angry shouts and screams, it seemed that it was not one or two little devils.

There was an extra piece of folded talisman paper between his index finger and middle finger, and his footsteps stopped a few meters away from the source of the call for help.

One of them, a ghost messenger dressed in ancient official robes and a tall black hat, was strangled by an ugly ghost with a ferocious face.

Guicha's left arm has been twisted and his fingers are missing. It looks like he was bitten by a ghost.

At this time, Li Gui was tightening his hands on the neck of the ghost guard and biting his neck hard. The ghost guard used his remaining right hand to press the evil ghost's jaw with all his strength, preventing him from easily succeeding.

But it was obvious that the evil ghost was superior, and his big drooling mouth kept approaching the ghost messenger's neck.

Seeing that he was about to lose his hold and was bitten to death by the evil spirit and swallowed into his stomach, the ghost guard couldn't help shouting, "Young master, save me!"

Not far from him, a small and thin little ghost was fighting with two evil ghosts.

Cao Xuanhe saw the kid's face clearly, his eyelids twitched, and he frowned.

Ming one?

Although he was not dominant in height and body shape, he was not at a disadvantage when fighting the two evil spirits.

At this moment, Ming Yi was full of anger, and he punched extremely hard. He caught an evil spirit and beat him to death. After a while, he beat the opponent into a pig's head.

The right arm of one of the evil spirits was twisted off by him, hanging on his body like a thread, constantly shaking with the movement of the evil spirit.

The evil ghost behind Ming Yi strangled his neck with the only remaining left arm, and bit his shoulder fiercely, with a ferocious face, trying to tear this piece of flesh off him.

Ming Yi directly punched the evil spirit below him on the chin, knocking the ghost out and leaving him free to deal with the evil spirit behind him.

He grabbed back with both hands and pulled the evil spirit's hair forcefully.

The two sides stood in a stalemate for a few seconds, and when they were about to lose both, the evil ghost suddenly let go and let out a tragic howl.

Ming Yi took the opportunity to throw the evil ghost over his shoulder, pressed his knee hard against his stomach, raised his hand and clenched his fist to beat his cheek.

After punching down, Ming Yi realized that the evil spirit did not resist, his whole body was trembling, and white smoke came out from the gap between his back and the ground.

Ming Yi raised his knees in doubt, turned the evil spirit over, and saw a piece of burnt paper ashes on the ground under him.

Talisman paper?

Ming Yi raised his head and looked around suspiciously, and saw Cao Xuanhe who had rescued the ghost not far away.

There was joy on his face, and he was about to call out to Boss Cao, when he suddenly remembered the dispute they had just had, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he snorted at him angrily.

Cao Xuanhe just pretended not to hear, and reminded the ghost guard: "Tie them up, so as not to escape later."

The ghost guard repeatedly said yes, took out the soul lock chain and tied the three evil ghosts tightly, and he was relieved to see that the other party had no possibility of escape.

As soon as he relaxed, he felt the pain in his hand. He hugged his mutilated left hand and sobbed: "Thank you very much just now. If it weren't for you, I might have become their food right now."

Ming Yi took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the three evil spirits, and sent it to his grandfather.

When he put the mobile phone in his pocket, the action involved his shoulder and the injury on his body, and he took a deep breath in pain.

Although he is a little overlord of the underworld, he usually encounters some domineering little ghosts most of the time, and he rarely encounters such desperate evil ghosts.

This time, he met three at once. Although he was able to fight well, he was also injured.

The ghost guard cried for a while, knowing that there was no way to save his hand, he could only stand up resignedly, and said to Ming: "Master Ming, thank you very much today, can I add your contact information, it will be useful for my affairs in the future , I will risk my life..."

"Okay." Ming Yi waved his hand impatiently and interrupted him: "I don't need your help. When you send the evil spirit to the Temple of the City God, just remember to tell the God of the City God that I caught it. Let's go now."

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, the ghost guard didn't dare to say any more. He turned around and asked Cao Xuanhe again: "Sir, thank you for saving my life today. My name is Fan Bin. I'm a ghost guard who just took office. I'm in charge. Regarding the seductive affairs in this area in the south of the city, if you need help with anything in the future, you can call me over."

Cao Xuanhe nodded in response, "Okay."

The ghost guard sniffed and said, "Then I'll go first."

When the ghost messenger left, Ming Yi didn't stay long. Before leaving, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at someone, and drifted forward angrily.

"stop."

Cao Xuanhe's slightly hoarse and deep voice came from behind.

Ming Yi pretended not to hear it, and continued to float forward.

But before he floated half a meter away, a tall male ghost stood in front of him.

Ming Yi still remembered him, the ghost who first took away Liu Li and the scumbag in the car accident that day.

He turned around dissatisfied, and shouted at Cao Xuanhe who was walking towards him: "What do you want?"

Cao Xuanhe's tone was light: "You are injured."

Ming Yi: "Even if I die, you have nothing to do with it."

Cao Xuanhe raised his eyes and looked at him without blinking.

Ming Yi was very uncomfortable being stared at by his dark and deep eyes, raised his fist, and continued to yell at him: "What are you looking at, believe it or not, I will beat you!"

Cao Xuanhe turned his head and glanced at the scars on his clenched fist, and the corners of his lips hooked up: "You try."

Ming Yi has a fiery temper, and he can't stand the stimulation of other people's words at ordinary times, not to mention that he is still full of anger at this time.

Anger ignited his rationality, he didn't care that Cao Xuanhe was a weak person, he punched him, but he didn't expect the opponent's reaction to be so fast, he quickly dodged aside.

Ming Yi was about to hit his chest with his elbow, when a very fast incantation came from his ear.

Before he could react, a huge suction came.

"what!"

But in the blink of an eye, he was packed into a thumb-sized black bottle.

Cao Xuanhe capped the bottle, shook the bottle body, and sneered: "What a fool."

Inside the bottle, Ming Yi shook with the body of the bottle, and became dizzy after a few moments.

Before the last bit of sanity disappeared, he was still thinking, this time he really misjudged himself, he came out to find a wife, and ended up messing with such a difficult person.

After an unknown amount of time, Ming Yi woke up.

It was still pitch black all around, and it looked like he was still in that bottle.

"Hey!"

Ming Yi raised his head and shouted at the top of his head, but no one paid any attention to him.

He didn't believe in evil, and tried to shout again: "Cao Xuanhe, you bastard!"

Still no one pays attention to him.

How good is this bottle's sound insulation?

Mingyi thought to himself, and cursed again: "Cao Xuanhe, I'm ignoring you... Oops!"

Before he could finish cursing a sentence, the cap on the top of the bottle was lifted, the world was spinning, and Ming Yi was poured out of the bottle.

He subconsciously wanted to stand up, but found that he was sitting on the ground and couldn't move at all.

"continue."

Cao Xuanhe's deep and familiar voice came from beside his ear.

Ming Yi glanced at the ghost-suppressing formation on the ground, then looked up at Cao Xuanhe who was sitting back behind the table, and asked vigilantly, "What do you want to do?"

Cao Xuanhe put one hand on the table, leaned forward slightly, looked him up and down, and said: "It seems that he is recovering well, and the voice of cursing is louder than a few days ago."

Ming Yi blinked, and suddenly realized that there were many injuries on his body, especially on his shoulder, which was almost bitten off by the evil spirit.

He tried to shrug his shoulders, and then twisted his waist, and found that the painful parts of his body didn't hurt much anymore.

"Huh?" Ming Yi raised his head and asked him, "What did you do to me?"

Cao Xuanhe withdrew his gaze: "Don't be brave if you don't have the ability. Being brave is not brave, it will only harm yourself."

Ming Yi was dissatisfied: "You are talking nonsense, I am very capable, even if you didn't show up at that time, I could beat the three of them."

Cao Xuanhe glanced at him: "At the price of missing arms and legs?"

Ming Yi affirmed: "No!"

He has fought countless times over the years, and he is not doing well so far.

The kid's hands and feet were torn off, that was an irreversible trauma.

Mingyi loves beauty, how could he turn himself into a disabled ghost.

Cao Xuanhe ignored his inexplicable self-confidence, lit a stick of incense and inserted it into the incense burner next to him, picked up a book and opened it to read.

The incense burned, and soon a sweet and sweet smell floated into Ming Yi's nose, which made Ming Yi couldn't help sniffing hard.

He inhaled too loudly, disturbing Cao Xuanhe who was reading.

The other party raised his eyelids and glanced at him, Ming Yi felt that he had lost face, swallowed, pouted his mouth, and showed him a look of disdain.

But I don't know what the incense is made of, the aroma is so strong that it is too tempting for the kid.

Ming Yi wanted to fight, but the saliva in his mouth kept secreting, which made him swallow continuously.

He hadn't eaten incense for a long time, and he was already hungry.

I usually don't see it, and I don't think it.

But now, the fragrance kept drilling into his nose, which made him unable to resist at all.

He swallowed again, and secretly glanced at Cao Xuanhe, seeing that he was reading seriously and not looking at himself at all, he couldn't help but secretly took a breath.

The aroma enters the nostrils, and Ming Yi licks his mouth in aftertaste.

He suddenly felt that face was nothing compared to delicious food.

After figuring this out, Ming Yi no longer held back, and started to suck hard.

Soon, a stick of incense will see the bottom.

Seeing that the incense was extinguished, a slender long hand took out another one, lit it and inserted it into the incense burner.

Ming Yi showed surprise and continued to smoke.

One after another.

In just half an hour, six incense sticks were eaten.

"Ah."

Ming Yi burped.

Cao Xuanhe closed the book and raised his eyelids to look at him, asking, "Are you full?"

Ming Yi babbled, nodded in response, "Yeah."

Cao Xuanhe got up, walked to him and squatted down, pulled his shirt away, saw that the scars on his body were still there, and the injury on his shoulder was still serious, took out the black bottle, and said: "Since you are full, go in Bar."

"Ehhh!"

With his own yell, Ming Yi returned to the bottle.

He got up, raised his head and yelled into the mouth of the bottle: "Cao Xuanhe, what are you doing!"

"Heal the wound."

Ming Yi was dissatisfied: "I don't need you, let me out quickly."

Cao Xuanhe's tone was cold: "I'll let you go when you're done."

Ming Yi: "I don't need your fake kindness!"

He was answered by the sound of the bottle cap closing.

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Cao Xuanhe: I finally did some personnel work.