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, villagers picking bamboo shoots on the mountain found Zhang Changsheng's body near the general tomb.

The villagers in Tombshan Village hurriedly reported to the officials, but the investigation turned out that Zhang Changsheng's body did not have the slightest trauma, and there was no sign of poisoning on his body.

Looks like being frightened, horrified to death.

the most important is.

Near his corpse, there were the remains of five animals and three animals and blood stains.

There is also Tang Changfeng who has been frightened crazy and has become a fool.

For a while, Feng Shui Mr. Zhang Changsheng failed to make sacrifices to the evil spirits, but was taken away by the evil spirits of the general's grave, and began to circulate in the surrounding villages and towns.

As for all this, Wang Yifan doesn't care much anymore.

Because he has already got on the car returning to Linhai.

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The car was speeding at high speed. Tang Jixiong and Wang Yifan sat in the back of the car together.

At this moment, Tang Jixiong's phone rang.

"Hey! Sanshu, is there anything going on calling at this time?"

"Jixiong, do you know? Zhang Changsheng is dead, and Chang Feng is crazy!"

"What!" Tang Jixiong's eyes widened suddenly, and he cried out incredible.

"Zhang Changsheng... he? Dead"

Tang Jixiong was shocked for a while before he came back to his senses.

"Uncle San.... I know, I know!"

Tang Jixiong and his third uncle said a few more words and asked about the causes and consequences of the matter, and then they hung up the phone tremblingly.

He turned his head and looked at Wang Yifan, who was with the old god, with some trepidation.

At this moment, I think of Zhang Changsheng's sinister look when he parted yesterday.

There is also Wang Yifan's expression that doesn't care much.

Tang Jixiong only felt his heart thumping.

He felt that he seemed to have discovered a big secret!

Tang Jixiong swallowed dryly and asked in a deep voice.

"Wang...Wang Shenxian!"

Do you know, Zhang Changsheng...he is dead!

In fact, a big boss like Tang Jixiong always knows a word.

That is: "Things that shouldn't be asked, don't ask. Things that shouldn't, don't care!"

It stands to reason that he shouldn't ask this sentence.

But now, he only felt that he had a strong thirst for knowledge deep in his heart.

He just wanted to know what happened in the middle.

Human beings instinctively want to explore the unknown and want to ask gods to worship ghosts!

Tang Jixiong had a feeling in his heart.

The death of Zhang Changsheng!

Definitely related to Wang Yifan.

Therefore, after he asked this sentence, he looked at Wang Yifan hopefully, wanting to see the clues in his expression.

Unfortunately, Tang Jixiong was disappointed.

I saw that Wang Yifan also showed an incredible expression on his face.

"What? Zhang Changsheng died? Wasn't he okay when he separated from us yesterday?"

Seeing Wang Yifan's expression does not seem to be fake.

Tang Jixiong scratched the back of his head.

"Wang Shenxian, you didn't do it"

Wang Yifan smiled, he did not answer, but asked rhetorically.

"Brother Tang, if I tell you that Zhang Changsheng is carrying three lives on his back, do you think he should die?"

Along with this sentence, a majestic momentum came from Wang Yifan.

For a moment, Tang Jixiong only felt that he was still facing ordinary people!

He is clearly a ruthless judge!

He only felt cold sweat on his back, stiff body and stiff mind.

There seemed to be countless chaos in my mind.

Three resentful spirits appeared under his feet. These three were the Feng Shui Mr. Zhang who was killed by Zhang Changsheng.They were pulling Tang Jixiong's thigh and shouting there.

"Zhang Changsheng took my life, he is damned! He is damned!"

After that, the plot of how Zhang Changsheng invited a ghost to kill and torture the three of him was played in front of Tang Jixiong like a movie.

Ten minutes have passed.

Tang Jixiong's soul returned to his body.

He seemed to be brainwashed.

The answer was almost subconscious.

"This longevity is really damn, no wonder it will invite wild ghosts to kill!"

"He was killed by the unjust soul!"

"This matter, by no means Shenxian Wang did it!"

Seeing Tang Jixiong's appearance at this time, Wang Yifan smiled slightly.

"Brother Tang, you have been worrying a lot about finding the graves for your parents these few days, so why not sleep for a while!"

Wang Yifan's words seemed to have a hypnotic voice.

"OK!"

Tang Jixiong nodded dumbly.

Close your eyes.

Within a moment, there were snoring sounds.

Seeing this situation, Wang Yifan's mouth showed a secret smile.

The last link has been completed.

With Tang Jixiong's personal testimony, even if someone came to investigate him.

I will retreat all over my body.

Looking at the scenery that quickly passes around.

Wang Yifan also slowly closed his eyes, and said softly in his heart: "Open the Ghost Inquisitor system attribute panel!"

【Ding! Host Properties Panel——]

【Name: Wang Yifan】

[Grade: Yin Division·Eight-Rank Case Prosecutor, Director Bo! 】

[Yin Si imperial use implements: impermanence restraining souls, eight-class Ling tortoise button seal, judging vermilion pen, Yin Si book! 】

[Magic weapon: human-level inferior: Shanjun waistcoat, human-level intermediate: Zhou Cang back knife figure, prefectural-level inferior: Tang Qing paper umbrella. 】

[Subordinate (Ghost General): From the Ninth Grade Ghost General: Tang Tianbao! 】

[Subordinates (Ghost Grade): Seven-Rank Ghost Soldiers: Ten warriors who defy the formation in heavy armor! 】

[Handyman: Sweeping Maid: Guan Shuxue (Li Gui level)]

Seeing that the ten ghost soldiers that I have enshrined are actually among the seven ghost soldiers!

Wang Yifan couldn't help but smile.

"Sure enough, ten people carefully selected from more than two thousand ghost soldiers are indeed higher in rank than ordinary ghost soldiers."

We must know that in the distribution of grades, grades 9 to 7 are low-level, grades 6 to 4 are intermediate, and grades 3 to 1 are high-level.

Don't look at these ten ghost soldiers as the seventh rank.

Has faintly touched the edge of the intermediate.

It's not an exaggeration to say that they are all ten, if they are promoted from the seventh to the first, maybe these ten ghost pawns can also be promoted to the ghost general!

That would be completely reborn!

Thinking of this, Wang Yifan is more satisfied.

This trip to Pan'an County first surrendered Tang Tianbao, the ghost general of a thousand years, and won ten seven-rank ghost soldiers.

He has also been promoted to the eighth-rank Yin Division, the inspector's envoy, and the director.

I got the turtle button seal and the judging vermilion pen from the inspector!

Plus the Ju Hun Suo and Tang Paper Umbrella he had originally obtained.

This time I definitely made a lot of money!

Wang Yifan opened his eyes and smiled, as if talking to himself.

"Next, we must move Tang Jixiong's parents to the new tomb, and the case-handling government will be rewarded by the system!"

"My own eighth-ranked prosecutor, the director, and the director, there is not even a government office that handles the case!"

"If you say this, wouldn't you lose your lord?"

Yesterday because there was no government office handling the case.

Therefore, Wang Yifan dragged Zhang Changsheng down to hell for trial.

In the end, Tang Tianbao used his iron mace to take Zhang Tianbao's life and longevity.

It stands to reason that this is not in compliance at all!

It should be judged in the government office by himself.

Launch outside the yamen and behead again!

This is reasonable.

Want to understand this.

Wang Yifan sneered and said, "Kill people at noon, and ghosts at son!"

"This court judgement must be obtained quickly!"

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Pan'an County is originally only more than 100 kilometers away from Linhai City.

More than an hour later.

Tang Jixiong's car has already got off the highway.

Entered the city.

At this time, Tang Jixiong also woke up from his sleep, as if everything that had just happened was like a nightmare.

At this time, I saw Wang Yifan's residence getting closer and closer.

Tang Jixiong was even slightly excited.

Soon, the car drove to the back mountain of Yongan Cemetery.

At this time, Wang Yifan was taken aback.

Because he saw that an engineering team of one hundred and ten people was working here.

A brand-new asphalt road has begun to take shape.

This road leads all the way from the bottom of the mountain to the small building on the top of your mountain, as if it was specially opened for your own home.

Looking at Tang Jixiong who was slightly excited next to him.

Wang Yifan asked immediately.

"Boss Tang, is this your handwriting?"

Tang Jixiong rubbed his hands, flatteringly said: "Wang Shenxian, you help my parents move the graves and fix the acupoints. This is a great favor. Although I am a rough person, I also know the truth of knowing gratitude."

"I'm doing engineering, and it doesn't cost much to pave a road!"

"Wang Shenxian, don't dislike it."

The third-level asphalt road is very expensive to build, although Tang Jixiong says he can't spend a lot of money.

But in fact, the cost of re-paving this dirt road less than three kilometers into an asphalt road was four to five million yuan. This was the engineering team sent by Tang Jixiong himself, not counting the labor.

However, Tang Jixiong felt it was worth it!

It's so fucking worth it!

After seeing the true abilities of Wang Yifan.

Tang Jixiong just wanted to hug his big thick legs fiercely now.

Who would dare to say that he hasn't had a time when he went back and forth and hit a big ghost in his entire life.

If it has something to do with Wang Shenxian.

Then I am afraid of those ghosts and spirits?

Humanity, Ghost Dao will be flattened casually!

Wang Yifan naturally knew what Tang Jixiong was thinking, and knew that it was definitely a gift for him to pave the way for himself.

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However, Wang Yifan helped Tang Jixiong's parents move their graves, and the system was rewarded.

At this time, I will receive Tang Jixiong's gift.

It is tantamount to owing Tang Jixiong's favor!

For Wang Yifan, this causal favor is much more than giving money directly!

Wang Yifan originally planned to let Tang Jixiong go home to recuperate for a few days.

but now....

He pondered for half a second and said softly.

"Brother Tang, you follow me up the mountain first, and I will help you calculate the auspicious time for your son to move his grave!"

Seeing Wang Yifan calling his Tang brother sincerely.

Tang Jixiong only felt as if he was beaten up with chicken blood, nodded repeatedly, and followed Wang Yifan up to the top of the mountain.

Less than two days after leaving Yongan Cemetery, the small building on the top of the mountain remains the same.

Wang Yifan led Tang Jixiong to the study on the second floor.

Take a yellow thread-bound book from the shelf and read it carefully.

After two minutes, he raised his head and said, "Eight days later, on the ninth day of August, the tomb should be moved and the soil should be moved, so that the parents can move the tomb for burial on that day.""According to what I said, the coffin is heading north to the south, looking up at the green mountains."

"You prepare the silver money offerings for the sacrifice in advance!"

"On the ninth day of the ninth day, the ground was broken early in the morning, and the work must be completed by noon."

Wang Yifan spoke very slowly, and Tang Jixiong also listened very carefully.

However, Tang Jixiong not only jotted Wang Yifan's words in his heart, but actually kept peeking at the thread-bound book in Wang Yifan's hands.

He was very curious about the origin of the thread-bound manuscript in Wang Yifan's hand.

Wang Yifan looked at Tang Jixiong's expression and smiled.

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The thread-bound book in his hand is not a magic weapon. It is just a stele-carving man from the tenth generation of the Wang family. Generations of people have summed up the attention and taboos when doing shady work.

There are still some differences between this thing and the perpetual calendars usually seen on the market.

After he said this, he closed the copy and put it back on the shelf.

See Wang Yifan's thoughtful look.

Tang Jixiong didn't dare to say anything, he hurriedly said.

"Thank you God Immortal Wang for your guidance."

"You are on a business trip, it will be hard work, if there is nothing wrong...I will leave first!"

With that, Tang Jixiong turned and wanted to leave.

But at this time, Wang Yifan waved his hand.

"Brother Tang, wait a moment!"

As he said, he turned around and fetched a palm-sized piece of rice paper from the desk, and then shook his wrist, summoning the Yinsi's verdict.

In an instant, Tang Jixiong only felt that the room was suddenly dark.

It was as if the light in the room was absorbed into the barrel by this vermilion pen.

"Well!"

Tang Jixiong knew that this thing must be a treasure, so he hurriedly raised his hand to cover his mouth.

I was afraid that a strange noise would alarm Wang Yifan.

At this moment, he saw Wang Yifan holding the pen like hanging, his wrist trembling slightly.

Four big characters were written gently on the rice paper.

This vermilion pen is like blood, penetrating the back of the paper, and looks bright and dazzling.

Tang Jixiong watched his heart surge.

At this moment, a thought suddenly came into his mind.

"Shenxian Wang stopped himself, and then took out the calligraphy. Could it be..."

Just as Tang Jixiong was guessing, he saw Wang Yifan blowing the Chinese characters on the rice paper, then picked it up and handed it to his hand.

"Brother Tang, since you helped my house build the road, I have nothing to give you! This is a written calligraphy, not a good thing. If you like it, you will receive it in your hand and put it next to you!"

If others hear Wang Yifan say this, I'm afraid they have already scolded.

Boss Tang helps your house build roads, and at least it will cost four to five million yuan.

In the end, you returned a palm-sized piece of rice paper.

Do you think you are worth a million or something?

But....

Tang Jixiong thinks it's worth it!

Not only does it feel worthwhile, but it also feels like making a lot of money!

He didn't read what Wang Yifan had written at all, and took the rice paper with an open eyebrow, putting it in his arms as if he was afraid that Wang Yifan would regret it.

"Thanks to the gods of the king for the treasures! Thank you to the gods of the kings for the treasures!"

"Haha, my old Tang finally has a family heirloom!"

This time, he almost left with a thankful goodbye!

Looking at Tang Jixiong's disappearing figure.

Wang Yifan gradually reduced the smile on his face.

"After dragging for several days, this time, I finally have time to go to hell and ask Liu Yunxi where she got the green paper umbrella in her hand!"

As he said, his wrist shook!

"Ghost! Open!"

The green fire ignited, the ghost door reappeared!

Outside the door, Tang Jixiong, who just walked out the door and prepared to take out the rice paper, wanted to see what Wang Yifan wrote.

I only felt an unspeakable ghost in the small building behind him.

Soaring into the sky! earth.

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