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

A smile appeared on the corner of Wang Yifan's mouth.

Zhang Changsheng on the side turned around.

"I don't know, Brother Wang, what funny thing did you encounter? Can you tell me so that everyone can hear it?"

His words were not loud!

But this is a silent cemetery after all.

So the voice had already reached the ears of the third uncle who worshiped the ancestors.

The third uncle frowned, and couldn't help turning his head to glare at Wang Yifan.

Think about it, when others are offering sacrifices to their ancestors, but you are laughing beside them, the third uncle of the Tang family is still the clan elder in charge of the ancestral hall, how could he see it?

After finishing the ancestor worship ceremony, he turned to look at Tang Jixiong.

"Jixiong, it's cold on the mountain, and young people are not used to it, why don't you let this little brother Wang go down the mountain first."

Obviously, the third uncle of the Tang family is issuing an order to evict guests.

See such a situation.

Tang Jixiong was at a loss.

Wang Yifan's eyes sharpened even more, and he thought: 'This Changsheng has wanted to drive me away since we met, what exactly is he trying to do? '

He became more and more curious at this moment.

So I won't leave.

Wang Yifan turned his head to look at the third uncle of the Tang family and said, "Uncle third, I just saw the location of this tomb. It is right on the rocky protrusion in the middle of the mountain. It looks like a dragon head with its head raised."

"If the sun comes out, maybe the sun will shine on the tombstone!"

As if magically, Wang Yifan was talking.

The morning sun just broke through the thick fog on the mountain.

A ray of sunlight shone on Tang Tianbao's tombstone.

This tombstone was originally carved from white marble, shining brightly under the sunlight, as if it had become a piece of psychic jade.

The sun shines on the monument to give birth to golden light.

This is a good omen!

At this time, the third uncle of the Tang family was not annoyed by Wang Yifan and laughed, but patted Tang Jixiong on the shoulder.

"Jixiong, look, your ancestors agreed to move your grave."

Zhang Changsheng on the side, seeing Wang Yifan's understatement, resolved his poisonous plan.

I couldn't help gnashing my teeth.

However, he knew that this was also the time when he needed to perform.

He took two steps forward, wiggling his goatee.

"Brother Wang is talking nonsense, but it is wrong. The ancestors of the Tang family chose this place. The so-called sitting on the Kun Xianggen. There is a sand curtain mountain on the gen, and sitting on the top of the dragon. It is like a burial. Ding Dawang also."

"The burial chosen by the ancestors of the Tang family is exactly the auspicious cave of "sitting on the Kunding dragon"."

Hearing Zhang Changsheng's praise, the third uncle of the Tang family smiled.

"Yes, yes, when the ancestral forest was being rebuilt, that kid from Wufang invited a Fengshui master from Hong Kong Island to look at the cemetery, and that's what he said at the time."

"If it weren't for the blessing of our ancestors, our Tangjia Village would not be so prosperous."

"Mr. Zhang! Let's go back and pick a place for Jixiong's father."

As he spoke, the third uncle of the Tang family stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Changsheng's hand, leading him to walk back.

And Tang Changfeng glanced at Wang Yifan with disdain, and followed happily.

Seeing that the third uncle gave up Wang Yifan and went to flatter Zhang Changsheng, Tang Jixiong was careful, slowed down and fell at the end of the line, and wanted to say a few words to appease Wang Yifan.

But just when he was about to step forward.

But saw Wang Yifan waving his hands towards the tomb of his ancestors.

"Stop kneeling, get up!"

Stop kneeling?

get up

Tang Jixiong was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help looking towards his ancestor's grave.

However, what can he see in his mortal body?

At this time, in front of Tang Tianbao's spiritual tomb.

Tang Tianbao had been kneeling for a long time.

He is now Wang Yifan's subordinate, and Wang Yifan came to his yin house.

How could he not come to see the ceremony?

On the other hand, Li Xunda, who was standing stupidly by the side, scratched his head anxiously.

There is indeed sealwort on this tomb hill, but there is really no ginseng!

Seeing him like this, Wang Yifan smiled slightly.

Walking up to his ear, he whispered: "Tang Jixiong has two wild ginsengs in his home, wait until you get them to the mountain, and act according to my wink!"

Hearing what Wang Yifan said, Li Xunda's eyes lit up.

"My little god understands!"

As he said that, he stepped on it lightly, escaped directly into the mountains, and ran towards Tang Jixiong's house.

On the side, Wang Yifan seemed to be talking to himself in the void.

Tang Jixiong not only didn't find it strange, but showed a horrified expression.

He pointed to Tang Tianbao's grave.

A bold idea suddenly popped up.

"Wang Shenxian, who are you talking to? Could it be..."

My God, if Wang Shenxian is really talking to his ancestors.

then...

Just when Tang Jixiong was dumbfounded.

Wang Yifan showed a smile, and he patted Tang Jixiong on the back.

"Brother Tang, wait and get ready to watch a good show!"

As he spoke, he spread his legs and chased after the few people in front of him.

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