My tablet has become the palm of the antique tycoon

Donglin Lake Villa, 1206.

Cao Xuanhe came to visit, but the other party didn't show any surprise, even the nanny auntie just heard his name, and took him to the study on the second floor.

Ming Yi was told by the man to stay in the memorial tablet obediently and not to show his head, so he couldn't see the other person's appearance, but his voice was very old and thick, not young, and his attitude towards Cao Xuanhe was very enthusiastic, but this didn't make Ming Yi put him in front of him. Picture yourself as an amiable little old man.

Where can an old man who dares to kill someone and throw it in other people's backyard be kind?

"Hello, Mr. Yan, I am taking the liberty to visit you unexpectedly today."

Cao Xuanhe said so, but there was no politeness on his face.

Yan Chengxi got up with a smile, and made a gesture of invitation to him towards the tea table next to him: "No presumptuousness, I have heard that Mr. Cao is a person with both ability and political integrity. When I see it, I see that what I said is true, sit down."

Cao Xuanhe looked indifferent, and said: "You're welcome."

Those two words directly made the other party's smile froze on his face.

It stands to reason that Yan Chengxi is an elder, and if he praised Cao Xuanhe, he should be more or less humble.

Unexpectedly, Cao Xuanhe accepted the praise without any politeness.

Ming Yi chuckled softly in the memorial tablet when he heard the other party being deflated.

So much so that Cao Xuanhe's ears were filled with his laughter, and he couldn't help but curl his lips, put his hand into his pocket, and tapped the tablet with his index finger to remind him to restrain himself.

Those who play antiques more or less know something about mystical arts, and Cao Xuanhe is worried that the other party will find out the existence of Ming Yi.

But judging by Yan Chengxi's expression, he should be worrying too much.

"sit down."

Compared with the enthusiasm just now, this sentence seems much colder.

Cao Xuanhe didn't mind either, and sat down opposite him, watching him boil water and make tea.

Yan Chengxi raised some drooping eyelids a little, and secretly looked at the man across the table. He looked young and handsome, with a cool and elegant demeanor. He was obviously young, but he was calm and steady that didn't match him.

Although the answer just now was a bit unexpected, but thinking about it carefully, the person in front of him seemed to be unable to be measured by ordinary people from the beginning to the end.

One didn't speak, the other was silent, only the sound of boiling hot water remained in the study.

Yan Chengxi picked up the teapot, cleaned the teacup, and asked aloud, "Mr. Cao is not here to drink this cup of tea today, is he?"

This means reminding the other party that there is something to talk about.

Cao Xuanhe kicked the question back: "Mr. Yan, why do you think I came here?"

Yan Chengxi smiled heartily: "You child, you look taciturn, but you didn't expect to play charades with an old man like me."

"Today, you took the initiative to come to the door. You didn't say anything, but asked me why I came. Should I know why you came?"

Cao Xuanhe nodded: "You should know."

"Oh, is it?"

Yan Chengxi's expression was still smiling, but there was a bit of coldness and dissatisfaction in his cloudy eyes.

At this time, he also noticed that Cao Xuanhe's visit was not kind, and he had no intention of saving face for him at all.

Cao Xuanhe: "Of course it's a matter of apprenticeship."

Yan Chengxi's face softened slightly, and his smile increased, and he said: "This matter, old man, I really appreciate you. I mentioned you several times in front of several friends, but I didn't expect it to spread later. Is it because of this? put you under some pressure?"

When Ming Yi heard Cao Xuanhe say he was an apprentice, he was so angry that he kept poking his thigh in his pocket.

"Cao Xuanhe, what are you doing! He is an old snake spirit, scheming, and poisonous. You actually want to worship him as your teacher. You are crazy. Didn't we discuss it before we came here!"

Cao Xuanhe was irritated by his poking again and again, in desperation, he could only take it out of his pocket, hold it tightly in his palm, and continued to talk to Yan Chengxi: "There is indeed some pressure, but it is more troublesome. "

The old snake spirit's smile froze suddenly, and anger rose from the bottom of his eyes.

This rude junior is simply arrogant!

He took the initiative to release the news, just to send it to a higher level, but he was lucky enough to say that he had caused him trouble.

Cao Xuanhe just pretended not to notice it, and continued: "I'm just the owner of a small shop. I usually look at antiques and make a set of bracelets. I don't have much thought. Mr. Yan, you are in the antique circle. A highly respected person, Cao really dare not climb up."

He said that he didn't dare to climb high, but in his tone, he couldn't hear the respect he deserved.

Yan Chengxi tightly clenched the cup in his hand, finally couldn't suppress his anger, and snorted coldly: "Since you don't intend to be a teacher, why bother to visit, you want to embarrass my old man on purpose?"

Cao Xuanhe was not affected by the other party at all, and his tone was still indifferent: "Mr. Yan is thinking too much. I am an unknown person. I am not qualified to embarrass you. The development of the matter to this point is not something that a junior like me can control. You Say yes."

The implication of these words is that Yan Chengxi himself caused the matter to develop to this point, and even if he lost face, he was only asking for embarrassment.

"you!"

Yan Chengxi threw the teacup on the table heavily: "You came to find fault on purpose!"

Cao Xuanhe raised his eyelids, looked at him, and asked, "Mr. Yan, do you think I provoked this incident?"

Yan Chengxi froze.

Of course he knew what was going on from the beginning to the end of this matter, but his purpose was just to let Cao Xuanhe take the initiative to send him to his door.

Yan Chengxi, not only in the antique circle, but also in the whole Qinglin City, is a person who can be talked about.

For Cao Xuanhe to receive his favor and to offer an olive branch on his own initiative is simply the blessing of the Cao family's eight lifetimes of cultivation.

How could Yan Chengxi think that the other party would dismiss her.

But he had already said what he said, and everyone in the circle knew it. If Cao Xuanhe didn't answer it, he was slapping him in the face in public.

At his current age, all he has left is prestige and face.

It can even be said that life is not as important as his reputation.

He has struggled all his life, not wanting to come to an end in the end, and become a popular after-dinner tea talk, saying that he was rejected by an unknown junior.

Cao Xuanhe blushed when he saw his anger, and continued: "I know what Mr. Yan is angry about, and I also know how much background you have. I am not here this time to refute your face, I just want to fight with you. a negotiation."

"My small shop is not a cemetery. Next time, I hope there will be no more disgusting things. My shop assistant is timid, so I won't be scared."

"As for my visit to you, it is estimated that many people will see it behind your back. You can claim to the outside world that after seeing me, you feel that the name is not worthy of the name, and you have given up your idea of ​​accepting disciples."

"How do you think it is beneficial to your reputation, as for me, you can make up whatever you want."

Yan Chengxi roared: "What do you mean by that? Are you saying that in order to maintain my reputation, I can frame you, an unknown junior?"

Cao Xuanhe nodded in response, "You say so."

Yan Chengxi choked.

Obviously the other party's tone is flat, polite and polite, how can he say something so annoying!

Seeing him covering his chest angrily, Cao Xuanhe said, "The matter has not been clarified yet, Mr. Yan, take care of yourself."

Yan Chengxi, who was once again angry at these words, widened his eyes and fell back to his chair.

"Hmph, old snake spirit, my daughter-in-law said it, don't be so mad, you have to wait until the clarification is over, to save your worthless face before belching, you old ass face, how dare you go My daughter-in-law throws corpses in the yard, believe it or not, I will find a hundred rotting corpses to lie on your bed tonight, you will die of disgust!"

After Ming Yi finished cursing, he froze for a moment, suddenly slapped his forehead, and realized, "That's right, I can fight an eye for an eye."

He poked out a trace of Yin Qi, wrapped around Cao Xuanhe's wrist, and asked for advice: "Daughter-in-law, can I scare him to death!"

Cao Xuanhe frowned, knocked on the memorial tablet, and corrected: "Call me husband."

Ming Yi shouted even louder: "Daughter-in-law!"

"..."

"young married woman-!"

"..."

"young married woman--!"

"..."

The man sighed, and thought: Forget it, it's just a title, he can call it as he likes, and he can only take advantage of it.

After Cao Xuanhe left, Yan Chengxi angrily smashed all the things around him, making a mess on the ground.

He kept cursing, but before he could say a few words, his voice became hoarse, and finally he couldn't make a sound.

The family members were so scared that they rushed him to the provincial hospital for examination.

Soon, the examination results came out. Yan Chengxi was in good health, and there was no problem with his vocal cords. As for why he couldn't make a sound, the hospital couldn't find out the reason for the time being. He might have to invite experts to come to see him.

Yan Chengxi guessed that it was Cao Xuanhe's fault. Although he was angry, he had no choice but to let his family take him back first, and then think of a solution.

This is not the only bad thing.

That night, Yan Chengxi was so angry that he lost his appetite, so he went back to the bedroom to rest early.

In the middle of the night, he inexplicably smelled a strange smell, and gradually regained consciousness. He reached out to turn on the desk lamp, and his pupils dilated instantly in fright.

The voice that had been silent for a long time also let out a hoarse and shrill scream, which woke up everyone in the villa.

When the others rushed over and saw the corpses in the room, they were all shocked. Among them, Yan Chengxi's two daughters-in-law rolled their eyes and fainted from fright, and the two sons who were over fifty years old also softened. Legs, slumped on the ground.

Yan Chengxi sat on the bed without moving, not because he couldn't move, but because he didn't dare.

On the big bed more than two meters wide, on the left and right sides lay the corpses of two grim-faced old ladies.

All eyes were open, the pupils were dilated and out of focus, their faces were wrinkled, and their expressions were stiff, one of their arms was still draped over his quilt in an encircling shape.

Yan Chengxi was angry and furious, kicked the two old ladies off the bed.

But not only that, on the bed beside his feet, there were also four or five female corpses with their eyes open, occupying the entire big bed, as if they wanted to kill him.

The corpses on the floor were next to each other, each with their own nameplates on their feet. In fact, there were quite a few naked corpses, all important parts of their bodies were covered with clothes.

And those clothes, the more Yan Chengxi looked at them, the more familiar they became, and it was not until half a minute later that he slowly realized that they were all high-end Tang suits in his closet!

He looked at the corpses in this place, all of them opened their unfocused eyes, and they all looked towards him. He only felt that his chest was getting tighter and tighter, and he was about to pass away in one breath.

Finally someone came to his senses and screamed to remind: "Hurry up and call the police!"

Outside the villa, Ming Yi, curly-haired ghost, flat-headed ghost and more than a dozen little ghosts heard the words, laughed loudly, fell into a heap, supported each other and walked out of the community.

Mingyi was laughing, throwing red envelopes to their group of friends, all the way out, handing out dozens of red envelopes, and shouted happily: "Thank you for your hard work tonight!"

A dozen little ghosts were busy grabbing the red envelopes, and they never forgot to say: "No hard work, no hard work!"

How can it be so hard for a kid to move a few corpses and get so much money.

After receiving the red envelopes, the excitement of the dozen little ghosts faded away.

The curly-haired ghost showed a worried look: "Ming Yi, if we do this, will something happen?"

The funeral home suddenly lost nearly a hundred corpses, which can be regarded as a supernatural event.

If they find some Taoist priests with profound Taoism, wouldn't they be in bad luck for these little ghosts!

Ming Yi waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, it's okay."

The curly-haired ghost said worriedly: "Is it really all right? If something happens, the City God will protect us, right?"

Ming Yi frowned and thought for a while, then said, "My grandpa might be—too bad."

"But my daughter-in-law is fine. He acquiesced in what happened tonight. If anything happens, let him take care of it!"