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

"Here... is under your control?"

Tang Jixiong's lips trembled, his eyes wandered around.

What a shrewd person he is, naturally he would not misunderstand that Wang Yifan is the caretaker of this cemetery.

Since it is not Yangjian's management.

And so nagging.

Could it be...

‘This master Wang is in charge of the people of the underworld? '

When I think of Mr. Zhao's ghost, I call him "the envoy"!

It all seems possible.

But...the devil.

Aren't they all black and white impermanence, bull-headed and horse-faced people in the underworld!

The man in front of him was only in his twenties.

Talking and panting, walking with shadows.

It shouldn't be a ghost!

'right! Master Wang must be joking with himself! '

Tang Jixiong never imagined that after a while of wild thinking, he actually guessed right.

At this moment, he took it for granted that Wang Yifan was joking.

Want to scare and scare myself!

After all, these are some tricks in the world.

Fortune tellers, whenever they meet, they will tell you that "the Yintang is black, and there has been a disaster recently."

Even the military advisers in ancient times had to say something first when they saw the lord.

"My lord, I think your life is not long!"

Only in this way can others value you!

Tang Jixiong obviously wanted to make a mistake, he said with a dry smile.

"Master Wang, you must stop joking."

"There is a lot of yin here, even though you are very capable, don't get too angry."

Out of anger?

"Boss Tang, you can stand still!"

Wang Yifan smiled and did not explain.

He shook his hands, holding the book of Yin Division in one hand, and pressed the names of Tang Jixiong's parents with the other.

He raised his foot and stepped lightly on the tombstone of Tang Jixiong's parents.

Hum——

In an instant, a blue ray of light vibrated out from the underworld book.

An arc like a water wave is formed on the ground.

"Tang Anzhi, are Zhuang Hongying and his wife at home?"

"See you soon!"

What Wang Yifan is holding is the population register of Yongan Yinsuo, as long as your "Yinji" is in Yongan Yinsuo.

No matter how much your ghost hides, you can't hide from the "Yinji Detaining Soul"!

On the side, Tang Jixiong, who had been observing carefully with his breath held down, heard Wang Yifan say a string of weird words.

His parents' graves!

There were bursts of blue smoke!

Smoke from the grave?

Even Tang Jixiong, who had seen a lot, opened his mouth wide and subconsciously spit out two words at this time.

"Fuck!"

At this time, two "people" wearing navy blue overalls from the 1980s appeared in front of Wang Yifan.

When they saw Wang Yifan, the two "persons" were visibly flustered.

Neither is bowing, nor is bowing.

Finally, they looked at each other.

Said respectfully to Wang Yifan.

"Xiaomin Tang Anzhi and his wife visited the Supervisory Envoy. I don't know why the envoy came here...?"

At this time, in their eyes.

Although Wang Yifan was standing there, his whole body exuded a glimmer of light.

There is also a kind of power without anger emanating from the body.

In particular, the "Book of Yin Household Registration" in his left hand is comparable to the "Book of Life and Death" in the hands of Lord Yan!

The book of life and death is in charge of Yangshou!

The genital register is in charge of yin life!

It can be said: "With one stroke, he lives, and with one stroke, he dies!"

Tang Anzhi and his wife were born workers and died young, less than 30 years old when they died.

Is the real ordinary people.

Even in this Yong'an Yin, it is one of the many sentient beings who are caught.

They can't figure it out even if they think about it.

Why did the Underworld Inspector find them?

This is... need to check the account?

If his yin life is over, he will pull himself to reincarnate?

'But don't we still have more than ten years of Yinshou? '

Just when Tang Anzhi and his wife looked confused.

Wang Yifan smiled slightly, raised his sleeve and stroked lightly in front of the two, then turned and pointed aside.

"Do you know this person?"

Tang Anzhi and his wife looked along the place Wang Yifan pointed with his hands.

I saw a big man in his thirties, with a high nose, a broad face, square eyes, and a suit wearing a suit.

Seeing this person, Tang Anzhi frowned.

"hiss--"

"Why is this person so familiar!"

But her wife Zhuang Hongying had already burst into tears at this time.

"Bear! My son! These years, I have suffered so much for you!"

Tang Anzhi also stood there dumbfounded when he heard this.

"This is our bear?"

How old is he?

As they said that, the two of them looked at each other, and the feeling of affection for the calf burst out immediately.

As soon as the two of them moved, they were about to pounce like Tang Jixiong.

On the side, Tang Jixiong only saw the two wisps of green smoke floating on the grave.

Turned a corner in mid-air.

He even rushed straight at himself.

Accompanied by it, there was even a piercing wind.

Even if he couldn't see it, Tang Jixiong knew that it must be a ghost, and he could only feel that it was a ghost.

Almost subconsciously collapsed to the ground!

"My life is over!"

Just when he was desperate.

A clear shout!

suddenly sounded.

"The Tang family couple, are you breaking the rules of heaven?!"

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