My tablet has become the palm of the antique tycoon

Cao Xuanhe originally wanted to go out to relax, but he didn't expect his mood to be even lower after shopping.

This kind of emotion was something he had never had before, and he was a little at a loss.

He simply sat down on the bench in the park, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Yin Youran.

[Is there a mission? 】

Yin Youran directly sent three question marks:? ? ?

Yin Youran: Brother, what's going on with you recently?

Cao Xuanhe:?

Yin Youran: Could it be that your antique shop is facing closure due to the current economic downturn?

Cao Xuanhe: No

Yin Youran: What would you do without you chasing after me for tasks?

Cao Xuanhe: Leisurely

Yin Youran: If you have nothing to do when you have nothing to do, then sleep with your wife in your arms.

Yin Youran: I really dare not bother you with these trivial matters.

When Cao Xuanhe saw the sentence of sleeping with his daughter-in-law in his arms, he felt depressed, and irritatedly threw out three words: no charge.

Yin Youran: ...

It seems that this big guy really has nothing to do.

Yin Youran had no choice but to snatch a task from other celestial masters for him.

Yin Youran: The location is No. 1 civilian hospital. A four-year-old child repeatedly had a high fever. He said that he happened to meet a funeral procession when he went back to his hometown the day before yesterday. Let's see.Contact: Yang Bin, Tel: 196358xxxxx

Yin Youran: The appointment is at four o'clock in the afternoon. If you have time now, you can call him and go there earlier.

Cao Xuanhe: Yes.

After coming out of the park, Cao Xuanhe called the other party to reschedule the time according to his words, returned to the community and went directly to the underground parking lot, and drove there.

These supernatural things, which are considered evil and dreaded by ordinary people, are really nothing in the eyes of warlocks, and they are not at all difficult for people of Cao Xuanhe's level.

He used to call back the lost soul for the child, and gave the parent an exorcism talisman for him to carry on the child. The whole process took only a few minutes, not as long as driving here.

Just like what Yin Youran said, it's all small things.

Cao Xuanhe came out of the hospital, got in the car, and sent another message to Yin Youran: Mission.

Yin Youran: ...

Yin Youran: It's done so quickly?

Cao Xuanhe: Yes

Yin Youran had no choice but to grab another task.

But as before, Cao Xuanhe easily solved it in less than an hour.

Then, he sent another message: Mission.

"..."

After several rounds, Cao Xuanhe was still not bothered, but Yin Youran couldn't stand it anymore.

Yin Youran: Brother He, what happened to you?

Yin Youran: Don't you usually have a lot of things to do?

Yin Youran: Read books, practice calligraphy, draw pictures, play with those antiques, if you can’t, go to a museum.

Cao Xuanhe: I don’t want to

Yin Youran: The gym is fine too.

Yin Youran: If you have too much energy, you might as well go for a run or play boxing.

Yin Youran: Doing anything is better than torturing me!

Yin Youran: Where is Ming Yi?

Seeing these two words, Cao Xuanhe frowned displeased.

If the little ghost was by his side, would he still need to trouble Yin Youran here?

Cao Xuanhe: Forget it

Yin Youran sensed something was wrong: You...

Yin Youran: Did you quarrel with the kid?

Cao Xuanhe: No

Yin Youran: What happened?

Normally, Cao Xuanhe would be too lazy to chat with him, but now he is so bored that he really needs to find someone to vent.

Cao Xuanhe: He has something to do, he said he would go back to the cemetery for half a month

Yin Youran: Half a month, so long?

Yin Youran: Then you...

Yin Youran wanted to say that you have nowhere to vent your energy now, right?

But afraid of poking into Cao Xuanhe's pain point, he quickly changed the subject: Then go find him.

Cao Xuanhe:?

Yin Youran: You guys are not fighting anymore, if you miss him, go to him.

Cao Xuanhe: He has something to do

Yin Youran: Just go and see him, as long as he doesn't delay his work.

Yin Youran: Besides, how big a deal can a kid be?

Yin Youran: I think it's because you are too greedy on weekdays, people can't stand it, so they want to hide from you for a while.

"..."

It really hits the spot.

Yin Youran waited for a while, and seeing that the other party hadn't refuted, he sat up from the sofa excitedly, swears, and typed quickly.

Yin Youran: You won't be hit by me!

Cao Xuanhe remained silent.

Yin Youran became interested in an instant: Can I ask some private questions?

Yin Youran: How often do you do it?

Cao Xuanhe:.

Yin Youran chased after him: Well-intentioned exchanges, let me help you judge whether that kind of thing is too frequent, and the other party can't stand it so they find excuses to have something wrong.

It may be that Cao Xuanhe was really free, and his tone was not as tight as usual. After hesitating for half a second, he replied with three words: Depends on your mood.

Yin Youran: Can I understand that you are in a mood every day?

Cao Xuanhe: No

If this is the case, the kid will be even more overwhelmed.

Yin Youran: Then do I understand that as long as you want, the kid will cooperate.

Cao Xuanhe: Need to be coaxed

The little thing has no principles, as long as he hooks up, he will take the bait.

Yin Youran: So is the success rate of coaxing high?

Cao Xuanhe: 100%

"Fuck!"

Yin Youran was so startled that he immediately threw away the phone, and Si Ling, who was watching TV next to him, was taken aback, and asked him suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Yin Youran's eyes were red with jealousy: "Cao Xuanhe told me that every time he wants to do that kind of thing, Ming Yi will cooperate!

Si Ling: "..."

Yin Youran was wronged: "Daughter-in-law, why am I not treated so well?"

Si Ling was at a loss for words, and he choked out a sentence for a long time: "You are not as good as your master."

When Yin Youran heard that he was unwilling, he came up to him and rolled around, pestering him and asking him where he was not good enough. The pestering Si Ling had no choice but to kiss him and stop his chattering mouth.

Cao Xuanhe saw that he didn't reply to the message again, probably because he saw his message and ran to Nian Siling jealously.

He glanced at the time, it was already one o'clock at noon, but he didn't feel hungry yet.

Yinyou must be busy with other things in the future, so he has no time to take care of himself, Cao Xuanhe thought about it, but there is no other place he wants to go except the cemetery.

In the Qinglin cemetery, Ming Yi slept in the dark, dreaming of some delicious food, couldn't help but smack his lips twice.

A wisp of incense penetrated into his nasal cavity again, Ming Yi subconsciously took two deep breaths, and sniffed vigorously.

Good fragrant taste.

Ming Yi's consciousness gradually became clear, he sat up rubbing his sleepy eyes, glanced at the aroma of fireworks that was still wafting into his urn, frowned, and asked in doubt: "Who is offering sacrifices to me?"

It's noon outside right now, it's very hot, he can't go out, he can only tentatively call out: "Daughter-in-law?"

No one answered.

Ming Yi asked again: "Daughter-in-law, is that you?"

Still no one answered him.

Ming Yi scratched the back of his head in doubt, thinking if it wasn't Cao Xuanhe, who else could it be?

Among the living people, he didn't know many of them.

The smoke from the incense poured in one after another, and Ming, who was greedy, swallowed all the time. He didn't care to find out who the priest was, and began to concentrate on inhaling and eating.

Finally, he burped and shouted to the people outside: It's ok, I'm full.

The incense gas gradually faded, and the priests did not continue to light it.

Ming Yi thought that the other party would say a few words to him, and wanted to judge the other party's identity through his voice.

Unexpectedly, after the incense was burned out, the other party left, coming without knowing it, and leaving quietly.

This made Ming Yi even more certain that this person was Cao Xuanhe, and she was also an angry and awkward wife.

The other party left, Ming Yi didn't think much about it, he ate and drank enough, and continued to sleep.

It wasn't until seven o'clock in the evening, when it was dark outside, that he stretched comfortably and came out of the cemetery.

He noticed that there were traces of burning incense in front of his tomb, and there was a large bunch of gypsophila beside him.

Ming Yi was a little surprised and went up to smell it. The faint fragrance invaded his nasal cavity, which made him feel good.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, and Curly asked him if he wanted to go to the ghost market in the south of the city?

Although today is not the first or fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, there will still be many little ghosts setting up stalls in the ghost market, but it is just that it is bustling when the market is not open.

Ming Yi agreed without even thinking about it.

After these few days of recuperation, his body gradually recovered, and the feeling of being hollowed out also faded by most.

But Ming Yi didn't want to go back immediately, either because he didn't want his wife, or because he felt that his grandfather needed him more now than Cao Xuanhe.

In the past few days, he went out with curly-haired and flat-haired brats, and he could clearly feel that the underworld has become much more chaotic than before.

The number of evil spirits bullying the weak and the strong has increased, and many lonely and wild ghosts have nowhere to go after being bullied.

Now most of the ghost messengers have just taken office, have no experience, and the value of force is not high, so they can't control those tyrannical ghosts at all.

Even some timid ghost messengers, when encountering little ghosts being bullied, just ignore passing by.

When Ming Yi saw it, he was so angry that he was about to smoke, and without a word, he beat up the ghost guard and the evil ghost who bullied the little ghost.

There is also a ghost messenger who did not run away when he met the evil ghost bullying the little ghost, but he was punched in the stomach by the bully just after a few words, the pain almost burst into tears, and he didn't dare to speak any more up.

In the end, Ming Yi went up and rescued him from the evil spirit, beating the evil spirit until he begged for mercy and apologized.

Grandpa was not there at the time, so he could only tell Mr. Liu about it.

After listening to Master Liu, he also sighed, saying that there is no other way.

Back then, those evil spirits who appeared out of nowhere did not regard ghost messengers as official servants at all, and even regarded them as food delivered to their door.

For this, they suffered heavy losses.

Later, ghost recruiting and gathering of ghosts appeared, and other scattered things. The ghost messenger, who has always been popular in the underworld, has become a high-risk occupation.

Some daring ghosts were either eaten or severely injured.

Some timid ghost messengers directly handed in their resignations, preferring to be an unknown little ghost, rather than take the fate of ghosts and continue to work as ghost messengers.

Now most of these little ghosts are ghost messengers re-selected by the City God. They have only been trained for half a month, and their strength and experience are seriously insufficient.

But no matter what, the matter of ecstasy cannot be delayed, even if these little ghosts are not capable, it is better than nothing.

After hearing this, Ming Yi lost his temper, and could only rely on himself to maintain order with curly-haired friends everywhere.

Seven or eight of them, little ghosts, drifted leisurely towards the ghost market. On the way, they also met two hooligans who molested female ghosts.

Without waiting for Ming Yi to make a move, the curly men beat the other party up and begged for mercy.

In the ghost city, there is an endless stream of little ghosts coming and going.

Compared with the first and fifteenth day of the new year, there are a lot fewer stalls on both sides.

Ming Yi also saw a lot of familiar shops, among them was the gorgeous female ghost selling love, interest, usefulness, and goods.

Same as last time, when those little ghosts passed by her pavement, they floated a little faster than usual, for fear that they would get involved with the things on the pavement.

When Ming Yi saw the other party, the beautiful female ghost also saw him, smiled at him friendly, raised her eyebrows at him, and mouthed: How about that thing?

Obviously they were far away, but Ming Yi still felt her words coming into his ears with their own voice.

He blushed and looked away, pretending not to see it, but his mind was full of Cao Xuanhe bullying him with the things in the black box in the bathroom.

Speaking of this, Cao Xuanhe didn't seem to be venting much since his body was completely occupied by the contents of the black box that night.

On the contrary, he was sent into the cloud time and time again, controlled by Cao Xuanhe, and kept leaking out, until finally there was nothing to get out, and he was completely squeezed dry.

Ming Yi rubbed his shy cheeks with his hands, his expression returned to normal, thinking of the incense during the day and the starry sky in front of his grave.

He suddenly wanted to go back and find Cao Xuanhe.

The daughter-in-law also looked indifferent, but she was actually just a shell for his self-protection.

He doesn't have any friends around him, and he is not around, so he must not be able to say a few words a day.

Besides, with his sullen personality, he can't wait to drag him to do that kind of thing every day.

Four or five days have passed now, and I don't know if he endured it hard or not.

Thinking of this, Ming Yi caught a glimpse of the signboard of 'Wanbaozhai' not far away from the corner of his eye, turned his head and said to the curly-haired little ghosts: "You go shopping first, I'll call my wife, I'll be back soon. "