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In the evening, Ming Yi followed Bai Huiying back to her house on purpose, seeing the old man Bai and Mrs. Wang, who were not alone, ghosts or ghosts, and looked terrified and restless all day, very relieved.

Bai Huiying, on the other hand, cried bitterly after seeing their appearance.

In fact, Ming Yi can also understand her feelings. To take revenge on her closest family members, anyone who succeeds will not feel very refreshed.

Afterwards, he sent Bai Huiying, who was in a trance, back to the store, and asked Sister Juan and the others to take good care of them.

Coming out of the shop, Ming Yi didn't leave immediately, but walked in the opposite direction of the alley.

Today is the fifteenth day of the sixth month of the lunar calendar, just in time for the opening of the ghost market in the south of the city. It will be close to ten o'clock, and the number of little ghosts in the street is gradually increasing, each with pale faces and wandering around.

Ming Yi was in a good mood, put his hands in his pockets, and began to wander around humming a little tune.

After all, he hadn't visited the ghost market for a while, and a lot of new merchants had been added to the street.

One of the small stalls is selling love, fun, utility, and products.

Although he has become a brat, he still feels ashamed. Many brats only dare to sneak a few glances, but dare not stop.

Even some feudal-minded old ghosts, when passing by this stall, just drift away quickly.

The stall owner is a gorgeous female ghost, dressed in a cheongsam, with an enchanting figure, sitting on a chair, with her legs crossed, revealing her pale thighs, with a cigarette in her hand, looking indifferently at the little ghosts coming and going, not at all. Don't care about the bleak customer base of your own stall.

Ming Yi strolled over and saw so many strange-shaped things on her stall, so he couldn't help but approach her out of curiosity.

Seeing Qingming's appearance, the beautiful female ghost had a look of surprise in her eyes, with a bright smile on her face, she asked aloud, "Young man, can you take a look and see if there is anything you like?"

Ming Yi pointed to one of the objects and asked, "What is this and what is it for?"

The beautiful female ghost covered her lips and smiled softly when she heard the words: "Young Lord, you are joking."

She pointed to the white cloth next to her and said, "Isn't it written with big characters of love, interest, use, and taste on it? The things we put on the stall here are naturally good things to add fun to when we are having fun. "

Ming Yi tilted his head, only then did he see Bu Fan behind the beautiful female ghost, his expression was somewhat flustered and shy.

Just now he was only curious about the things on the stall, and didn't pay attention to other things.

Seeing his panic, the beautiful female ghost covered her lips and smiled lightly: "Young Lord, why are you so ashamed? Although this kind of thing cannot be put on the table, it is still indispensable and cannot be separated."

As she spoke, she stood up, propped herself on the stall with one hand, and picked up the bone fan with the other hand to pick up the kid's chin in front of the stall: "Little husband is in good condition. It seems that he is usually full of food. It can be seen that he was fed by the other party." Very nice."

If Ming Yi hadn't been a brat, his cheeks would have turned red instantly, and the panic in his eyes had added a bit of shame and indignation: "Don't talk nonsense!"

The beautiful female ghost chuckled and asked, "Why didn't your lady come?"

Ming Yi raised his eyebrows and said without any concealment: "A man."

Gorgeous female ghost: "Your husband?"

Ming Yi said unconvinced: "My wife."

The beautiful female ghost looked surprised, looked him up and down, and realized: "Then the other party must be a greedy little fairy. In order to satisfy him, you have to waste a lot of energy. Look at the dark circles under your eyes."

"..." Ming Yi couldn't help but rubbed his lower eyelids, cursing Cao Xuanhe in his heart as an animal.

The gorgeous female ghost picked up a pink box from the stall and handed it over: "You can take a look at this, it can quickly restore physical strength, increase stamina, and it also has the effect of increasing (), it is guaranteed to make your chest, wind, hold, and long time, and the other party is comfortable, You are also satisfied."

"..."

On the street full of ghosts and ghosts, the beautiful female ghost introduced them without any shyness.

Ming Yi only felt that the thing in his hand was like a hot potato, which made him at a loss, felt the gazes from around him, and his back was stiff.

"Xiao Lang-jun?"

Seeing that he was silent, the beautiful female ghost called out.

"No, thanks."

Ming Yi wanted to put the things back, but he heard the laughter of the beautiful female ghost.

"They are all adult ghosts. Life in the underworld is boring. They all rely on these things to get rid of it. Why are you so shy?"

Ming Yi felt even more ashamed, didn't know how to answer, and left quickly.

Afterwards, Ming Yi took a look around at the things on both sides of the booth, but didn't see anything interesting, so he decided to go back and sleep with his warm wife in his arms.

"Little lady is really unreasonable. If you don't try this thing, how can you know whether it works or not. You are not sincere in selling things like this."

"Bah, you son of a bitch, I don't want to sell your things to you, a bastard like you, let me go as far as you can!"

Ming Yi felt familiar with these two voices, the female voice seemed to be the gorgeous female ghost just now.

Another voice, somewhat thin and familiar.

Tsk, a hint of cruelty flashed in Ming's eyes, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a faint evil smile.

Outside the quarrel, there were quite a few little ghosts, watching the play with their heads poked out.

Sure enough, no matter in life or after death, one cannot resist the essence of watching a play.

Ming Yi squeezed into the group of ghosts, and saw that the leader male ghost was holding a stick-shaped thing in his hand, and was flirtatiously playing tricks on that beautiful female ghost.

Ming Yi saw his side face clearly, got angry and cursed angrily: "Zhang Weiyu, you bastard, you dare to come here!"

Hearing the sound, the other party was stunned, and subconsciously looked this way, seeing that it was Ming Yi, the other party also showed a fierce look, and cursed: "Ming Yi, it turned out to be you bastard!"

When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous.

Ming Yi walked over, pushed the person behind him away, and said angrily: "Yo, the thing on the lower body is gone, it doesn't affect your playing hooligans, it's really hard to change your nature."

Zhang Weiyu was poked at the sore spot in public, and his complexion became a little darker. He pointed at Ming Yi and gritted his teeth: "You, you shut up!"

Ming Yi didn't like what he wanted: "Shut up if you say shut up, why should I listen to you?"

Zhang Weiyu clenched his fists, and from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the little ghosts whispering in his ear, with a look of shame and indignation on his face: "Ming Yi, I won't provoke you, you provoke me, is it too much, believe it or not, I will sue Lord Yan go there!"

"Tch, you're causing trouble on my property, and you still want to sue me. I think you've been fooled by me."

Seeing his provocative appearance, Zhang Weiyu clenched his back molars, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

Ming Yi faced him without any timidity, and even felt the urge to beat him up violently.

However, at the next moment, Zhang Weiyu let out a breath of foul breath, threw the things in his hands back to the booth, and said to the other evil little ghosts: "Let's go."

"Eh?"

Ming Yi looked at the background of their departure, a little dazed.

Just leave so easily?

Isn't Zhang Weiyu really afraid of being beaten by him?

Ming Yi shouted at his back: "Zhang Weiyu, you haven't apologized yet!"

The other party didn't stop, and seemed to be walking faster.

Unwillingly, Ming Yi yelled again: "Hey, Zhang Weiyu, apologize!"

"Okay, let's go far away."

The beautiful female ghost next to him interrupted his shouting.

"I didn't expect you to be a young gentleman who speaks out of righteousness. Thank you very much today."

Ming Yi waved his hand indifferently: "You're welcome, I have an old grudge with him, and it has nothing to do with you."

The gorgeous female ghost smiled, took out a fully packed box from under the booth, and said, "I said you helped me out of the siege, and you did it for me, but I haven't received any money tonight, so I can only use things in lieu of it." Money, this is for you."

Ming Yi took a look at the black packaging, there was no clear description of what was inside the box, but now that he knew that the female ghosts were selling love, fun, utility, and goods, he could guess what was inside. thing.

"no, I'm fine!"

He refused again and again, and pushed back the hot potato on his hand, but was pushed back by the female ghost.

"Why, you look down on these things of mine?"

Ming Yi saw that her expression had darkened, and she was less forceful in evading, showing embarrassment: "I didn't look down on her, but I just can't use it."

The beautiful female ghost covered her lips and smiled softly: "You are still young and have little experience, so you don't know the benefits of certain things. If you use them, you will know the beauty of them."

As she spoke, she gave Ming Yi a ambiguous look, glanced at the little ghosts scattered around her, leaned over and said, "Go back and try, thanks to you."

"..."

"I'll give you the stuff. If you really don't like it, go out of the alley and find a place to throw it away."

Mingyi was really angry when he saw her, so he could only reluctantly accept her.

Maybe it was because he carried a 'bomb' in his arms, Ming suddenly lost interest in shopping and walked out in a hurry.

At the same time, he sent a message to the group, telling them that he met Zhang Weiyu in the ghost city in the south of the city.

The little devils with curly hair and flat hair immediately became vigilant after hearing this.

Curly: Are you fighting again?

Mingyi: no

Ming Yi: Strange to say, his face was contorted in anger today, and he forcibly endured it.

Pingtou: Can you bear it?

Mingyi: Yes

Ming Yi: Tsk, this is the first time you call him like this.

Ping Tou: Maybe it was the last time he cut off the roots of his children and grandchildren, so he was completely afraid?

Ming Yi: Not like that.

Ming Yi: I feel like he is pressing the fire.

Curly: Could it be that he wants to attack behind the scenes?

Pingtou: Then tomorrow you have to be careful.

Ming Yi: Tch, am I afraid of him?

Ming Yi: I'm still worried that he won't do it.

The ghoul who has been diving suddenly erupts: Is it possible that his grandfather will continue to be the reason?

There was a sudden silence in the group.

Ming Yi slapped his forehead: That's right, I forgot about it.

Ming Yi: My grandfather said before that his old man's position as city god is coming to an end soon, and he needs the support of 33 other provincial city gods to continue to be the next one.

Ming Yi: If that's the case, how dare he come to our place to act wildly?

All the ghosts said together: I don't know.

Ming Yi returns to the news page and directly asks the City God.

Ming Yi: Grandpa, Zhang Weiyu has come to the ghost market in the south of the city again.

City God sent a voice directly: "Are you fighting with him again?"

Ming Yi denied: "No, but he flirted with the female ghost in the ghost city, and I happened to bump into him, and I wanted to beat him up, but he ran away."

City God secretly heaved a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Ming Yi was puzzled: "Grandpa, did you know he was coming?"

Lord Chenghuang nodded: "I know, he came here to give me presents for old man Zhang."

Ming Yi was angry for a moment: "Grandpa, how can you accept bribes from him!"

"Last time it was clearly his fault, but my parents went to apologize to them, and they were turned away. Why should they help him, stay close to him, and let him lose the election."

Hearing his angry tone, Lord Chenghuang laughed and scolded: "You brat, you really don't know the seriousness."

"I decided to choose the provincial city god!"

"I've already asked about the other 32 City Gods. The Zhang family all sent gifts and asked about their intentions. More than half of them intend to sell face. After all, his continued tenure will not benefit the other City Gods, but it is not too bad."

"If I don't vote, apart from having no effect on the result, I will also openly offend the Zhang family."

"If I take advantage of the opportunity to sell him a face and vote for him, although I can't eliminate the grievances of his descendants, it won't let the relationship between the two continue to deteriorate."

How could Mingyi not know these truths, but when he thought of Zhang Weiyu's hateful behavior, he felt angry.

"Grandpa, let's just say that I cut off the root of his descendants. How far do you think the relationship will deteriorate if it deteriorates?"

"Before he molested me many times, took advantage of me, and was beaten up by me several times without repentance. If he hadn't gone too far, I wouldn't have done such a disproportionate thing."

"That is to say, I can beat him. If this is an ordinary brat with no force value, wouldn't he be ruined by him?"

City God fell into silence.

Ming Yi fought again: "Grandpa."

City God is still silent.

Ming Yi didn't give up: "Grandpa, you can't choose him. Even if it's useless, you have to show your attitude. In the past few years, I know that the brats he ruined are not less than double digits, and he knows I'm your grandson, yet he dares to treat me badly." Unreasonable thoughts, other brats, he doesn't have to shy away from it, he doesn't know how many brats he has bullied by virtue of his status in the past few decades, you..."

City God interrupted his chatter: "Okay."

Ming Yi was taken aback: "What?"

City God was silent for half a second, and made up his mind: "Don't choose him."

Now that the beam has been formed, he is not afraid of tearing his face.