My tablet has become the palm of the antique tycoon

Qinglin Cemetery.

Two little ghosts with curly hair and flat hair sat at the gate of the cemetery, looking out into the distance with their heads stretched out, and finally saw a familiar figure rushing past.

"God Lord Yan bless you, Ming Yi, you will be back. We two thought something happened to you. It's really scary... Bah, it's scary."

Ming Yi's voice was muffled: "It's late at night, what can happen to me."

Seeing that he was depressed, the two little ghosts couldn't help being curious: "You... what's wrong?"

Ming Yi sighed: "My daughter-in-law is lost."

"Ah, what daughter-in-law?"

Ming Yi roughly explained what happened just now, and the two ghosts heard each other control the talisman paper from the air, not letting Ming Yi approach, and looked at each other, seeing fear from their respective eyes.

Curly-haired ghost: "Ming Yi, why don't you... change another ghost to be your daughter-in-law."

Flat-headed ghost: "Yes, how can we say that we are also little ghosts, it is better not to get too close to those who practice mystical arts, if one day they are angered, the end will be miserable."

Curly-haired ghost: "Didn't the City God just try a case two years ago? It's about a Taoist cultivating evil ways and capturing many lonely wild ghosts as ghost servants. Those little ghosts who were rescued in the end will end badly." Because of being controlled by the Taoist priests and killing many people, the little ghosts are full of resentment, and it is estimated that they will not be able to conceive a good pregnancy in the next few lives."

Flat-headed ghost: "And the other party has made it clear that they don't want to be friends with you, so it's useless even if you like it."

Ming Yi sighed, he knew this, so he was depressed.

If the other party doesn't want to, he can't forcefully snatch her over to be his daughter-in-law.

Because he was in a bad mood, he stopped chatting with the two little ghosts, and drifted back to his graveyard to stay.

In the next few days, the curly-haired ghost and the flat-headed ghost seemed to be crazy, collecting good-looking, cold-tempered little ghosts everywhere, showing them to Ming Yi, and asking him to choose a predestined ghost among them.

Ming Yi was forced to take a look at it by some ghosts, and after reading it, he felt even worse.

It's not that these little devils are ugly, it's just that he doesn't like it no matter what he looks at, and he can't help but compare them with Boss Cao.

Curly-haired, crew-cut, and one-eyed kid saw him shake his head at the last photo, and his eyes widened in shock: "Brother, I'm not satisfied with growing up like this, you want a fairy!"

The flat-headed ghost couldn't help but add a knife: "It is estimated that Tianxian will grow up like this."

In order to find a satisfactory partner for Ming Yi, they found some of the most famous matchmakers in the underworld in Qinglin City, and selected five little ghosts who met Ming Yi's requirements from thousands of lists.

As a result, the other party finished watching with a weary expression, showing no interest at all.

Ming Yi broke his hands out of their arms in frustration: "Don't worry about it, I'll be fine by myself for a few days."

After speaking, he turned around and returned to his urn, and continued to shut himself up.

Ming Yi is used to being noisy at ordinary times, and he can cause a lot of troubles every few days.

During this period of time, it was surprisingly quiet, and the City God felt uncomfortable.

On this day, he read half of the file, and couldn't help but ask the master next to him: "Master, what is Ming Yi doing recently?"

The master replied: "The little ones don't know too well."

The City God couldn't find the result, so he could only pick up the file and continue to check it, read a few more lines, put it down again, and couldn't help but call Dad Ming.

"Hey, Guangliang, what is the little guy doing recently, so quiet?"

Father Ming said: "We are also wondering, since he told me and Lili about going on a blind date that day, he has become honest, and Lili even called to ask about it, but the boy said that he was staying in the urn sleeping there."

City God did not give up: "Just sleep, didn't you do anything else?"

Dad Ming: "No."

Lord Chenghuang hung up the phone and clicked his tongue in disbelief.

As the old saying goes, if something goes wrong, there must be a monster. The little guy has been so good recently, so it's not because he wants to make a big deal out of it, right?

I have to say that City God's sixth sense is quite accurate. That night, it was after four o'clock in the morning.

The City God tried the case all night and was exhausted. He was about to drink some tea to relieve his fatigue when he heard a clear and familiar voice: "Grandpa!"

The moment City God raised his head, Ming Yi had already teleported to him, put his hands on the table, and said with a serious expression: "Grandpa, I want to get married in the dark!"

"Pfft..." The tea from City God's mouth sprayed all over the table and wet the files on it.

At this time, the City God didn't care about other things, and shouted with wide eyes: "What did you say?"

Ming Yi took two steps back in disgust, and repeated word for word: "I said, I want to marry someone!"

"I fell in love with someone some time ago. I know it's wrong. I've been trying to forget him these days, but I can't control myself. I'm full of him now. I don't intend to give up. Since I can't forget Just snatch her as a daughter-in-law."

"Grab..." City God was speechless: "Are you joking?"

Ming Yi looked serious: "It's not a joke, I'm serious."

City God, "No way!"

Ming Yi: "Why not?"

City God: "Human beings and ghosts have different paths."

Ming Yi: "Then why did you approve ghost marriage contracts for other little ghosts?"

"I..." City God was so blocked that he couldn't speak.

Ming Yi refused to let go, and continued to ask: "They can, why can't I?"

"Although you are the City God, as a family member, I need to pay attention to my words and deeds and set an example, but it can't be tied to the lifelong happiness of your precious grandson, right?"

Ming Yi saw that his grandfather was unable to talk to him but refused to agree, so he muttered in a low voice: "If you don't agree, I won't be with you in the underworld, I'll go to reincarnation, maybe 18 years later I'll have time to have a romantic relationship. "

City God: "You...you dare."

Ming Yi snorted coldly: "See if I dare."

City God: "..."

Not to mention, Ming Yi can really do this.

The City God let out a long breath of foul air, tried to calm himself down, and smiled kindly on his cheeks: "Baby grandson, let's not make trouble, just tell me first, what is the name and age of the person you like?" , what does it look like, where do you live?"

Ming Yi was overwhelmed by the series of questions: "I don't know what his name is yet."

The City God choked: "...you don't even know the name of the person, so you are calling for a ghost marriage!"

Ming Yi smirked twice: "Get on the bus first, and make up the fare later, can't you?"

"Of course..." Lord Chenghuang swallowed back the word 'no' at the end, and said in a negotiating tone: "Ming Yi, how about this, first find out the person's name, and let me see what kind of person he is. Human, if it is appropriate, let’s talk about your marriage in the dark, after all, he is a living person, in case you are scared out of his wits..."

"Will not."

City God: "Are you so sure?"

Ming Yi nodded: "Of course, he is not an ordinary person. Not only can he see me, but he can also draw symbols in the air. He should be a very powerful mystic master."

"hiss--"

Drawing talismans in the air, this can't be done in a few decades.

Lord Chenghuang didn't expect his grandson to provoke such a powerful person after a few days of absence.

"Baby grandson, is the person you're looking at... sixty?"

Ming Yi frowned, dissatisfied: "Grandpa, what are you talking about!"

City God raised his eyebrows: "Among the younger generation, I have never heard of such a genius."

Ming Yi: "Oh, don't get too far away, let's talk about the ghost marriage first."

The City God coughed lightly, thought for half a second, and said, "Since you like it, I will naturally not stop it, but I still have to ask the other party's wishes, how about this, you get along well with him first, if you can let the other party take the initiative to submit the letter of appointment , I will fulfill you, how about it?"

Ming Yi was a little reluctant, but reluctantly agreed.

After all, he still doesn't want to force the other party, but with his grandfather's approval, he can often go to Yangjian to meet Gao Leng's future wife!

Ming Yi's mood finally turned from cloudy to clear, and he left happily humming a song.

When he walked away, the City God sighed and said, "It's really not worrying."

The master next to him reminded: "My lord, just let him disturb a living person like this. If he is caught by a ghost with a heart, I will sue you at Lord Yan..."

City God waved his hands and said, "It's all right."

Although Ming Yi is playful and mischievous, his three views are fairly correct, and he will not do things that force others.

Of course, the premise is not to anger him.

Besides, if that person is really like what Ming Yi said, and can use spiritual energy to draw symbols through the air, he must also be a very capable mystic master, who can just cure Ming Yi's temperament that he is not afraid of the sky and the earth.

Thinking of this, the City God gave another warning: "By the way, you send a ghost messenger to follow him, and see how that person's temper is."

The master responded, "Yes."

With the approval of his grandfather, Ming Yi began to frequently go for a walk in the ghost market in the south of the city.

But he was unlucky, and he didn't get to see Boss Cao whom he had been thinking about for several days.

No matter how powerful he is, he is still just a ghost from the underworld, afraid of the sun, so he can only wait for the sun to go down and appear in the evening.

Every time he came from the cemetery, all the shops on both sides had been closed, leaving only the empty and quiet alley.

Ming Yi refused to give up, simply didn't leave, and found a dark place to wait.

Soon, the sky was bright, and gradually there were voices in the alley. People in the shop greeted each other warmly, opened the shop, and cleaned up.

All in all, Ming Yi had been used to the cold and boring life in the underworld since his death seven or eight years ago.

Now I suddenly come into contact with the living world full of living people and living in a noisy world, and I still feel a little uncomfortable.

Since then, Ming Yi has been squatting in the alley in the south of the city.

He's a little ghost, and he doesn't need to eat or sleep, and a little shade will keep him out of the day.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

Ming Yi didn't meet the person he wanted to meet, and felt frustrated. He even wondered if he had made a mistake. In fact, that person had nothing to do with this antique shop.

But that night, he clearly saw the other party open the store door and go in. If he wasn't from the store, how could he have the key to the store?

Maybe it was because of Ming Yitai's perseverance, God felt sorry for him, and finally sent him here.

At noon that day, Ming Yi was hiding in the dark and feeling sleepy when he suddenly heard two people greet each other.

"Boss, you are here."

"Ah."

It was this muffled sound that woke Ming Yi up instantly.

His wife is here!

"Hiss, it hurts!"

Ming Yi was so excited that he forgot that it was blue sky and broad daylight. He had just put half of his foot out when he was burned by the sun, and he gasped in pain.

During this period of time, he has been hiding in a small flowerpot on the edge of the steps of the 'Wanbaozhai'. The flowerpot is filled with evergreens, with large and dense branches and leaves. In addition, it likes shade and cannot be directly exposed to the sun.

The clerk will place it in the shade behind the big flower pot, which is a good hiding place for Mingyi.

But now the question is, how can he avoid the sun and go into the store to find his wife?

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Cao Xuanhe: Being pursued by his daughter-in-law is the most glorious time in life.