I, The Magistrate Of The Underworld, Can Determine Life And Death With A Piece Of Yin!

As Wang Yifan walked, he opened his Yin Division booklet and turned it to the page of Tang Jixiong's parents.

Take a closer look at the Yinshou column.

The two lived for forty-two years.

It's only thirty years since his death.

Therefore, the ghost still stays in Yong'an Yin for a while, without reincarnation.

That's why he said casually: "Wait a minute and you can have an interview with your parents."

However, Tang Jixiong was dumbfounded.

When I just heard Wang Yifan say the first sentence.

He thought that 'Master Wang' agreed to his request.

But hear the second sentence.

He suddenly felt the hair on his back explode!

Wait to talk to your parents?

I drop a tortoise!

Tang Jixiong opened his mouth.

"Master Wang, my parents have been dead for almost thirty years!"

Wang Yifan nodded, without stopping.

"Thirty years after a person dies, his soul still lives on."

"Boss Tang, if you don't believe that your parents are alive in heaven, why do you still want to move the grave?"

Wang Yifan spoke freely.

But Tang Jixiong was struck by lightning.

‘Yes, if I didn’t believe in the existence of souls in the world, why would I want to move the graves! '

Thinking of this, Tang Jixiong subconsciously touched the back of his head.

"Master Wang, in fact, moving my parents' graves was not a whim on my part. There is a reason for it!"

"In the past month...I've had three dreams."

Tang Jixiong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said almost frightened.

"I...I dreamed that my parents were squatting on the bed of our old house and crying, saying that the roof of the house has been leaking, and they don't even have a place to stay!"

As he spoke, Tang Jixiong leaned towards Wang Yifan subconsciously.

"I haven't dreamed about my parents in more than ten years, and this dream happened three times in a row!"

"The home they talk about is not the grave we talk about!"

"I wondered if my parents thought the grave was bad...that's why I thought about moving the grave."

Hearing this, Wang Yifan, who had been leading the way, suddenly paused.

He turned his head and looked at Tang Jixiong thoughtfully.

"Boss Tang, what do you mean, your parents gave you a dream at night!"

"And asked for it three times?"

Hear the word "Tuomeng".

Tang Jixiong's eyes lit up.

"That's right! It's a dream. You said they gave me a dream. Does that mean anything?"

Tang Jixiong was not a superstitious person, but he dreamed of his dead parents three times in a row.

And it was the same dream.

This made him also have to take care of it!

Facing this question, Wang Yifan nodded and smiled slightly.

"Interesting, that's what makes it interesting."

"Wait until we meet and talk!"

He didn't answer directly, but quickened his pace.

This Yong'an Cemetery originally buried 100,000 dead.

It occupies a huge area, almost enclosing two hills.

No matter from which angle you look at it.

The mountains are layered upon layers, densely packed with graves,

It is not too much to say "tombstones are like a forest".

At this time, it is early in the morning, and it is not the time for Yin Festival sacrifices.

Therefore, there were not many people in the entire cemetery.

Tang Jixiong just expressed the doubt in his heart, and it was the time when he was suspicious.

Now, look left and right.

I can't help but feel hairy.

I just feel that the forest of steles is full of yin.

He couldn't help but wryly smiled.

Speed ​​up the pace to catch up with Wang Yifan.

At this moment, Wang Yifan, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped and stood still.

This made Tang Jixiong almost hit him.

"Master Wang, what's wrong with you? Why don't you leave?"

"Walk?"

Wang Yifan smiled slightly, raised his hand and pointed forward.

"Where are you going? We're here!"

Tang Jixiong was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at the tombstone Wang Yifan was pointing at.

I saw two rows of vertical characters engraved on the bluestone tombstone in front of me.

"The tomb of loving father Tang Anzhi and loving mother Zhuang Hongying!"

hiss--

Looking at the two rows of faded regular script, Tang Jixiong almost took a breath.

You think about it.

You just met a stranger yesterday, and you meet again at the cemetery today.

You said that you wanted to relocate your parents' graves.

Someone said: "When you see your parents, you can ask them yourself."

In the end, when you turned around, they took you to the grave of your parents!

Tang Jixiong glanced at Wang Yifan almost subconsciously.

After confirming that there was indeed a shadow under his feet, he let out a sigh of relief.

"But... this..."

Tang Jixiong was at a loss.

There are many mausoleums in Yong'an Cemetery, and most of the tombstones are similar.

Say something that is not afraid of people's jokes.

Even if he came to look for it by himself, he would have to look for it for a long time.

But Wang Yifan was talking and laughing.

He actually found the tombs of his parents accurately among the tens of thousands of tombstones.

How capable is this?

‘This time, I’m afraid I’ve met a real master! '

Tang Jixiong looked at Wang Yifan almost flushed.

"Master... how did you find the grave of my parents?"

"How did you find it?"

Wang Yifan secretly touched the "Inspector Token" in his arms.

I smiled in my heart.

"This Yong'an Cemetery! It belongs to me!"

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