I, The Judge of the Yin Department, Will Decide The Life and Death in a Shameful Form!

In the early morning of the next day, the golden rooster reported dawn.

"Aye! Yifan, you got up so early!"

Tang Jixiong, who had just regained consciousness in the morning, just arrived in the courtyard and saw Wang Yifan already doing Tai Chi in the courtyard shirtless.

He looked at Wang Yifan's strong muscles, rubbed his nose involuntarily, and said enviously.

"As expected, the supervisor, the body is really extraordinary, hey...I can't do it!"

Hearing Tang Jixiong's emotions, Wang Yifan slowly put away his hands.

Turning around from the tree in the small courtyard, took off his coat and put it on, then turned his head and smiled: "Brother Tang, why did you suddenly say such a thing today?"

"Sneezes!" Tang Jixiong sneezed again and laughed at himself: "We drank until midnight yesterday, but when I fell asleep, I caught a cold and caught a cold."

"Wang Shenxian, you have nothing to do, but you can get up early in the morning to punch."

"This is the gap!"

Looking at Tang Jixiong's envious eyes.

Wang Yifan also smiled slightly.

Strange to say, in fact, he only slept for two or three hours yesterday, but after blending with Guan Shuxue's yin and yang, instead of being tired at all, he became more energetic.

In fact, Wang Yifan didn't even know that he was already a superior yin chief now.

For him, the yin qi that damages the living is extremely fierce, but to him is nothing but a tonic.

The stronger the Yin Qi he absorbs, the greater the power in the Yin Division, and the greater the awe to ghosts and gods.

Just as Wang Yifan was about to say two scenes.

Two coughs suddenly came from outside the house.

"Ahem, Jixiong, are you up yet?"

Hearing this voice, Tang Jixiong's eyes lit up and he immediately stepped forward and opened the door.

At the door, Tang's Third Uncle and Tang Changfeng were already standing there.

It's just that today, both of them look bad.

The third uncle of the Tang family crouched and coughed constantly.

Tang Changfeng's face became more and more sallow.

Seeing them in this state, Tang Jixiong was also taken aback.

"Uncle San, Brother Changfeng, what's wrong with you two?"

Third Uncle Tang waved his hand and smiled.

"Ahem, my body is indeed worse than a year. The sky changed last night, there was a strong wind, and my windows were not closed. After drinking a few sips of cool breeze, my lungs felt uncomfortable."

Tang Jixiong hurriedly stepped forward to support his third uncle.

"That's right, Sanshu, this is the end of autumn, and winter is coming soon, so you have to add a few more clothes."

"Aye, look, I caught a cold at a young age, let alone you!"

Looking at these people in front of me, all of them were sickly.

Wang Yifan couldn't help but feel stunned.

He knew that it wasn't actually these people who caught a cold last night.

But because of the death fight of the Yin army, he opened the ghost gate again.

They are soaked in the yin of eighteen layers of hell, and they are all sick.

Wang Yifan said in his heart: ‘It seems that this ghost gate really cannot be opened indiscriminately. The opening time was short last night. The nearby villagers just had a fever and a cold. If it was opened for too long. ’

‘These people are afraid that Yin Qi will enter their bodies and hurt their Yang life. ’

He stepped forward slightly and said with a smile: "Can someone in our village go up to the mountain to collect medicine? Picking a little yellow essence and ginseng soaking wine can get rid of the dampness."

Hearing this, Tang Jixiong's eyes lit up.

"Wang Shen...no, Yifan, is Chinese medicine all right? I still have two auction-grade wild ginseng in my room, which is also a great tonic, or I can use it to stew a chicken soup and drink it!"

Wang Yifan shook his head slightly: "No, the antidote to snake venom is within three steps. Since this is injured by the mountain wind here, we must also look for an antidote from this mountain."

With that, he lifted his toe and touched the ground lightly.

An invisible wave of air surged from his feet and echoed in the tomb mountain.

At this moment, Li Xunda's heart suddenly moved, who was inspecting the yin in the mountain.

He was originally the tomb mountain god, equivalent to the land god of the plains.

Know everything that happens in the land under its jurisdiction.

Hearing Wang Yifan's sentence: "I was injured by the mountain wind here, and I must find an antidote from this mountain", he couldn't help but move.

This sentence... Could it be the arrangement of the inspector?

Let yourself be ready in the mountains? Huang Jing ginseng?

"Hiss! Don't worry about it, you have to get things done first!"

Thinking of this, Li Xunda trembled and plunged directly into the soil.

On the other side, Wang Yifan just finished saying this sentence.

I heard a sneer in the distance.

"Haha, nowadays young people really don't touch the sun and spring water with their hands, and looking at the fields, they can't tell whether it is wheat seedlings or garlic seedlings."

"I have lived on this tomb mountain for more than 30 years. I really don't know that our mountain still produces ginseng!"

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