My tablet has become the palm of the antique tycoon

In the evening, City God Temple.

City God sat behind the desk, looked at the file, and suddenly asked: "Master Liu."

"grown ups."

"Has Ming Yi not been here for a while?"

Mr. Liu, who was sorting out the files next to him, quickly responded: "Yes, the young master hasn't been here for a long time."

The City God clicked his tongue: "Usually I'm used to being kicked by this kid, but now I'm not used to it all of a sudden."

Master Liu couldn't help laughing when he heard the words: "My lord is missing the young master."

"Speaking of which, I've heard other ghost messengers mention that when they go out to seduce souls, they can always meet the young master on the street."

City God raised his eyebrows: "What did you do when you met him?"

Master Liu: "Punishing some bullying and unruly brats is comparable to the public security police in the world. In private, many brats praise the young master for being sensible, and they all know to help adults share your worries."

The City God could hear the compliment hidden in Master Liu's words, after all, he knew his grandson's temperament best.

But whether it's a human or a ghost, there is no one who doesn't like to be obedient, so he is extremely comfortable with Master Liu's flattery.

"This boy." The City God couldn't hide the smile at the corner of his mouth when he thought of Ming Yi's small appearance.

"He, although his temper has been spoiled by us, his three outlooks are quite correct. He likes to fight against the strong and help the weak. He is jealous of evil. He is straight-minded, too simple, can't hide anything, and he is very curious. It’s easy to get bored.”

Master Liu said in relief: "Don't worry, my lord. The young master is smart. Most of the things that can make him suffer are because he doesn't care. If he cares about things, no one else can touch them."

"Besides, the young master is not a temperament that can be wronged. Thinking back to those little ghosts who bullied the young master before, which of them was beaten to the point of crying, and knelt down to apologize to the young master, saying that this underworld can be as powerful as the young master. There are not many little ghosts, as long as he is not willing, no ghost can bully him."

City God thought about what he said, and nodded in approval: "It's true."

"Bangdang."

The City God's Gate was kicked open vigorously, Ming Yi floated in with a dejected face, called Grandpa, and then lay sickly on the table.

The City God was surprised and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Ming Yi shook his hand: "It's okay."

He couldn't tell his grandfather that he kissed Cao Xuanhe, was beaten up, and kicked out of the house by him.

No, it's too embarrassing!

Seeing his posture, City God smiled and said, "Are you broken in love?"

Ming Yi sighed: "Hey, we haven't talked about it yet, how can we be broken in love?"

The City God laughed loudly: "It's not a good thing to talk about. It's really not easy to have a result in a relationship between a human and a ghost."

Although in some places with backward thinking, there are still many people who secretly marry in the dark, but it is just to bury two dead people together.

It is really rare for a living person to marry a ghost, and very few of them can have a good result in the end.

The reason why the City God didn't forcefully stop Ming Yi is because he knew his temperament, the more you stop him, the more he will do it, but if you ignore him, he will not be so interested.

But this time the chase was serious and long-lasting, and he was so fascinated by the other party that he stayed away all day. If this continues, he probably has not chased him back, and he has put himself in it first.

"Okay, don't feel bad, sit down and rest."

Ming Yi waved his hand and refused: "No, I am quite comfortable standing."

Hearing this, Lord Chenghuang gave the hand holding the file a pause, looked him over carefully in doubt, and guessed: "You...have you been beaten for being a hooligan?"

"Ah?" Ming Yi pretended to be stupid and said, "How is it possible!"

"You forget, I fight so hard, how can anyone beat me."

City God: "But didn't you say that the person you like is a mystic?"

Mystics and imps are born to be incompatible.

In addition, Ming Yi said before that the other party can draw symbols in the air, so it seems to be quite capable.

Ming Yi: "Oh, don't guess, I'm fine."

"I don't believe it." City God pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Sit down and let me have a look."

"..."

I have seen teasing cats and dogs, but I have never seen one who likes to tease grandchildren.

Grandpa is a city god who is respected by ghosts, how can he be so naughty and unsteady.

Seeing Ming Yi's deflated appearance, the City God was in a good mood, and picked up a file with a smile on his face, ready to continue to examine it.

Seeing that the two of them were almost chatting, Master Liu interjected, "My lord, some ghost messengers sent to Qijia Village, Qili County just sent a message."

Hearing this, Ming, who was lying on the table, straightened up in an instant, and asked, "Is it because the starving ghost escaped?"

Master Liu nodded: "Yes."

Ming Yi: "Tell me, what's going on?"

Mr. Liu said: "They found a washbasin-sized dog hole in the mass grave in the back mountain, and there was a steady stream of Yin Qi overflowing from it, and they happened to catch two evil spirits who escaped from it. The dead ghost escaped from there."

Lord Chenghuang frowned: "It is impossible for ordinary evil spirits to directly create a tunnel connecting the underworld and the underworld. There should be living people intervening in it."

Master Liu asked: "It is possible, but there is no evidence yet, my lord, what should we do now?"

City God: "Let them guard the exit first, I will immediately notify the underworld to seal this passage."

There are countless evil spirits in the underworld, if they are used by those vicious people, the consequences will be disastrous.

The dozens of starving ghosts last time caused confusion in the world. If someone above suppressed the news, there would probably be a commotion on the Internet, causing people to panic.

Master Liu was typing and sending messages to some ghost messengers, when suddenly the other party sent a voice.

【Master Liu, we found another thing. It looks like a formation. We old ghosts can't understand it, but we have taken a photo for you. 】

Master Liu opened the picture and quickly brought it in front of the City God.

"My lord, please show me."

During his lifetime, Lord Chenghuang was an old Taoist with profound skills. Over the decades, he has saved countless people and made great merits. Therefore, he was selected by Lord Yan as the county city god.

As for why he was able to be promoted to the Provincial City God in just ten years, that's a long story.

However, as the only modern city god in 33 provinces, he can be called a legend.

The City God took the phone to check the pictures, Ming Yi was curious, and moved his head around the table.

The picture shows a barren mountain, covered with unmelted white snow, among which several huge trees look very abrupt.

It's not how thick they are, but they were all cut off in the middle, leaving only branches more than ten meters high.

If it were placed in other places, everyone would be able to tell something was wrong, but it happened that this was a mass grave, and no one would dare to come here.

Ming Yi looked at it for a long time and didn't see anything wrong. On the contrary, it was the City God who looked more and more serious, and finally frowned and said nothing.

"Grandpa, is this a formation?"

"Ah."

"What formation?"

"Calling Souls Gathering Yin Formation." The City God explained: "This formation is evil and powerful. Once the formation is completed, it can attract little ghosts from a radius of a hundred miles. Tens of thousands of ghosts gather. After a long time, the yin is too heavy, comparable to the underworld. Hell, there are no living things around, and it will also affect the aura and fortune of the people living around, and it has been going on for a long time, causing countless deaths and injuries."

Ming Yi frowned: "I haven't heard of anything happening in this county?"

Lord Chenghuang shook his head: "No, this Qili County has not been peaceful for a long time."

"The recent incidents of evil ghosts eating and killing ghosts all happened around Qili County. There are still several evil ghosts escaping outside. It is not yet known whether the ghosts that brought those starving ghosts out of the underworld are real or not. They, and who is behind them, this formation should not have been formed in a short period of time, no wonder the number of suicides in and around Qili County increased last year, and the crime index was also higher than in previous years."

Ming Yi was shocked: "Why don't I know these things?"

The City God snorted softly: "Tell me yourself, how many times have you come here less in the past two years?"

"..." Ming Yi coughed lightly, and changed the subject: "Then what are we going to do now?"

"You don't need to do anything. Since the formation is already there, living people must be needed to check and maintain it. They just want to turn the mass grave into a dark place and attract the ghosts in the underworld to come out to cause harm to the world. Let those ghosts guard it first." It’s a good hole, and then send some ghosts to guard and see which bastard is doing evil.”

As Cheng Huang Ye said, he stood up and said: "Time doesn't wait, I'll go to the underworld right now, and discuss with Lord Yan about how to break the formation and mend the hole."

"Ming Yi, you go with me."

Hearing this, Ming Yi shook his head again and again: "No, I won't go."

The City God stopped, looked at him and asked, "Didn't you just break up in love? It's easy to feel depressed if you stay by yourself. Let's go, I'll take you to the underworld to relax."

Ming Yi refused: "I don't need it, I've already said it's not a broken relationship, I have to go find him in two days."

City God frowned, very puzzled: "You've already been beaten, why do you want to go back and look for him?"

Ming Yi subconsciously avoided his sight, touched his nose, and coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment: "He didn't hit hard at first."

City God didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

Ming Yi: "Just... At first, it just hit me twice symbolically, and threatened me a few words, but I'm cheap, so... I was beaten hard."

The City God immediately became interested, and asked: "You speak clearly, what did you say?"

Ming Yi: "I said... if I beat you up, I can bear it for a year, and then... and then... I will be beaten."

Of course, the main reason for being beaten was not this sentence.

Instead, while Cao Xuanhe was in a daze, he rushed over and kissed him several times. No, it should be more accurate to use gnawing.

Because he jumped too hard, he even broke the opponent's lips.

Ahem, speaking of it, Cao Xuanhe's lips are soft and hot, a little addictive.

Then... Cao Xuanhe was so angry that his ass was swollen, and he threw him out of the door without caring about the broad daylight. A ghost exorcism talisman was pasted on the door without any room for negotiation.

Ming Yi also regretted that he was too impulsive and confiscated it, but anyone who has a little sense knows the truth of the long flow of water.

Now it's all right, I've kissed all the amount for the next one or two months.

He knew that Cao Xuanhe was really angry, so he didn't dare to sit outside the door and wait like last time, so he had to wait for the dark to sneak to his grandfather.

City God laughed angrily at his words, pointed at him and said, "You really are..."

No wonder, among the three grandsons, the son likes to beat him the most, and there is a reason for it.