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

Tear! Tear!

Wang Yifan dragged the soul rope and walked to the tablet of the ancestors of the Tang family ancestral hall.

He looked up at the wall of tablets above his head.

He said with a slight smile.

"Guilty? What are you guilty of?"

Hearing Wang Yifan's question, the ghost soldiers who were kneeling on the ground looked at each other, showing embarrassment on their faces.

They have been dead for a hundred years, and they are far more in awe of ghosts and gods than modern people.

It's just that I haven't read a book, and I don't know how to read.

Just a bunch of big guns.

How can I understand the meaning of Wang Yifan's words?

Several ghost soldiers buried their heads lower, for fear that Wang Yifan would violently hurt others again.

But at this moment, a little ghost pawn in the corner raised his head.

He opened his mouth and said, "The little one who bumped into the adults is naturally guilty!"

Seeing someone reply, Wang Yifan showed a slight smile on his face.

"Who are you, stand up and speak!"

"Hey!" The little ghost hurriedly got up: "Return to my lord, the younger one is named Tang Xuan, and his baby name is Gou'er, and he is a soldier in General Tang's camp! If you don't mind, just call me Tang dog."

Wang Yifan nodded: "Tang Xuan, are you General Tang's personal soldier?"

"Yes! We are from the same village. According to the genealogy, I call him the third master!"

Wang Yifan showed joy, and he waved his hand: "That's right, you take me to find your general!"

"this...."

Tang Xuan's face showed embarrassment, and Wang Yifan came suddenly as the official of the underworld.

I don't know whether it is an enemy or a friend.

Just now a big soldier provoked him without knowing how deep it was, and he was directly detained.

If he has malice towards the general, and he hastily brought him there.

Didn't I become an inner ghost now!

Just when Tang Xuan was tangled in his heart.

He suddenly felt that the light in the ancestral hall began to flicker.

Even the tall incense plant that blesses them was suddenly extinguished.

A cold voice without any emotion suddenly sounded from above his head.

"Ghost soldier Tang Xuan, look up at me!"

Although the voice was not loud, it sounded like thunder to Tang Xuan's ears.

Tang Xuan was startled and raised his head abruptly.

It happened to meet Wang Yifan's eyes.

At this moment, he felt that he was not looking at a person at all.

It was a torrential cloud.

No sadness, no joy, a ghost judge without any emotions!

this moment.

All psychological resistance collapsed.

He hurriedly got up and said: "My envoy, follow me, I will take you to see the general!"

As he spoke, he carried the robe under his armor and ran out of the ancestral hall in a swift motion.

Wang Yifan smiled slightly.

Looking back at the other ghost soldiers still kneeling on the ground, he said.

"What are you waiting for, the front line is tight, if you don't go over! Wait a while, your general may be defeated!"

As he spoke, he didn't wait for the ghost pawns on the ground to react.

He took a big step and rushed out.

"No no no!"

"Kill kill kill!"

The moment he stepped out of the ancestral hall, the world changed again.

The original surrounding villas have long since disappeared.

Instead, there are military tents with three floors inside and three floors outside.

These military tents are arranged in sequence along the hillside.

The location is actually the same as the building layout in the daytime.

Look at the three paths.

Wang Yifan was stunned for a while.

No wonder cars are not allowed to stop on the road in Mushan Village.

It turns out that the three village roads are clearly the three military roads for transporting troops.

And this building turned out to be a military tent to resist the invasion of Living Yama.

Wang Yifan rubbed his chin: "I don't know if this layout was instructed by an expert, or that General Tang got it from a dream!"

As he said that, he followed Tang Xuan to the front of the army without haste.

At this time, outside the tent.

Thousands of ghost soldiers have already mixed together to kill each other.

Tang Xuan's side was on the defensive. Although the number of people was small, they were wearing uniform black clothes and black armor.

On the other hand, on the attacking side, although the ghost soldiers were fierce, they wore various clothes.

But at this time, the black armor side is already in jeopardy.

A dozen tall ghost soldiers in miscellaneous clothes had already rushed into the camp. These ghost soldiers were either decapitated or had their feet broken, but their combat effectiveness was two levels stronger than that of the black-clothed ghost soldiers.

Seeing it, Wang Yifan couldn't help saying in his heart.

"Sure enough, whether the ghosts are powerful or not depends on how resentful they are when they die."

As the victor, General Tang's fighting power after death is not as strong as these miscellaneous soldiers who died with resentment!

Just when the Black Armor Army was about to collapse.

Suddenly there was a loud shout before the army formation.

"Where are the Tang's personal guards, follow me to kill the enemy!"

After saying that, he saw a ghost general wearing black armor and holding a long handle, riding a pale hussar out of the formation.

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