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

Hearing these words not far away, Tang Jixiong's expression changed involuntarily.

The words in this man's words are clearly mocking the gods Wang who don't understand anything!

This tomb mountain does not produce ginseng, but he has to let people go up the mountain to pick it!

But who is Wang Yifan.

Tang Jixiong knew it!

That's the Yinsi supervisor who can make all ghosts worship!

He said that there is ginseng on the Tomb Hill, so there must be ginseng.

But others didn't think so, seeing the voice coming from a distance.

Tang Changfeng raised his eyebrows, his face opened with joy.

"Oh! Master Zhang, why are you going down the mountain!"

The old man chuckled: There happened to be something going down the mountain.

I saw that the people who came closer and closer, their appearance gradually became clearer.

This man looks about fifty years old, with gray hair, a pinch of goatee on his chin, and extremely long hair, which he put on top of his head and made a bun. Although it is late autumn, he only wears a thin body. Cyan-gray robe.

It looks like a Taoist walking through the rivers and lakes in ancient times.

He walked in front of everyone a few steps and made a Tai Chi salute.

"I heard the gloomy wind gusts on the mountain last night, and there seemed to be some big ghosts, so I went down the mountain to check it out first."

Hearing this, Tang's Third Uncle and Tang Changfeng seemed to be moved, and they couldn't help but glance at each other.

After a few seconds, Tang Changfeng asked with a guilty conscience: "Master Zhang, what did you find?"

Zhang Changsheng shook his head: "The old way is so talented, but I didn't see any clues after watching it for a long time."

As he said, he turned his head to look at Wang Yifan behind the crowd, and asked with a smile.

"This little brother looks a bit unfamiliar, isn't he with the surname Tang?"

"What did you feel yesterday?"

For a time, following this old-fashioned language.

All eyes are on Wang Yifan.

Wang Yifan's heart moved: "What does this person mean? He is testing me? ’

Wang Yifan was already the supervisor of the Yin Department at this time. His pair of yin and yang judges looked up at yang and down at yin.

I saw Wang Yifan's lucky eyes, staring carefully at the old man in front of him.

In his divine eyes.

This old way is not half anomalous.

‘This person is a human and not a ghost, but why does it suddenly make things difficult for me? ’

‘Could it be... the peer is an enemy, he thinks he is a Feng Shui master like him? ’

‘Forget it, don’t think about it, just see what you do! ’

Thinking of this, Wang Yifan smiled slightly and said: "I drank some wine last night and slept well, but I didn't notice any strangeness."

There was an indescribable look on this old man's face.

"That's weird. I just entered the village and found that the residents of a village are more or less sick."

"It's you, nothing at all."

"Also, you should have arrived only yesterday."

Hearing this, the faces of several people around changed.

The subtext in this old saying is obvious.

When Wang Yifan arrived, the whole village became sick.

This sentence is simply murderous, if it is heard by superstitious people.

Wang Yifan helped Tang Jixiong's parents watch the graveyard, but they couldn't handle it.

On the contrary, they will be regarded as a disaster star and will be driven out of the village directly.

Wang Yifan’s tenth generation of stele-carving people in Wang Yifan’s family knows the truth that going with him is an enemy.

But I didn't expect that this old way would start suppressing myself as soon as he came up.

He was about to open his mouth to fight back.

I saw Tang Changfeng stand up.

"Oh, Master Zhang, this little brother Wang came with Jixiong, how could it be a disaster!"

Having said that, he turned around and introduced to Tang Jixiong.

"Jixiong, this is the immortal Zhang Changsheng Zhang's that we mentioned yesterday. He is a well-known Feng Shui Mr. Baili nearby. Today we specifically called him over to help Uncle Tang look at the grave site!"

Then, he turned his head to look at Zhang Changsheng and said.

"Shenxian Zhang, this is the Tang Jixiong I mentioned to you, boss Tang, he is doing the project in Linhai City, even if his wealth is in our Tomb Mountain Village, this must be this!"

With that, Tang Changfeng gave a thumbs up.

Zhang Changsheng smiled slightly: "Jixiong, you don’t have much time to go back to the village and we don’t meet much. Actually, Changfeng and I are acquaintances. I basically see the graves in these ten miles and eight townships. You can move the grave to your parents. Just leave it to me."

The third uncle of the Tang family on the side coughed twice and said.

"Lao Zhang is indeed able to do things. He is a funeral. If nearby people go in for funerals, they are all looking for him."

I saw several people speaking for Zhang Changsheng.

Tang Jixiong's face was a little embarrassed.

He thought about it last night, since Wang Yifan has been invited.

Do nothing but do two things.

Today Tang Changfeng called for someone to come over, so he gave some money, and politely refused to forget it.

But I didn't expect that when Tang Changfeng and Zhang Changsheng met, they actually settled the matter as soon as they got together.

He looked back at Wang Yifan as if asking for help.

At this time, he unexpectedly discovered that the corners of Wang Yifan's mouth turned up slightly.

It seems very happy.

"Brother Tang, Shenxian Zhang is definitely an expert, let him go up the mountain to show us the grave!"

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