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

In the early morning of the next day, villagers picking bamboo shoots on the mountain found Zhang Changsheng's body near the general's tomb.

Villagers in Mushan Village hurriedly reported to the police, but the investigation found that Zhang Changsheng's body had no trauma, and there was no sign of poisoning on his body.

Looked like he was frightened and died of horror.

the most important is.

Around his body, there were the remains and blood of five animals and three animals.

There is also Tang Changfeng who has been frightened madly and turned into a fool.

All of a sudden, the gossip that Fengshui master Zhang Changsheng failed to offer sacrifices to the evil spirits, but was taken away by the evil spirits at the General’s Tomb, began to spread in the surrounding villages and towns.

As for all this, Wang Yifan no longer cares much about it.

Because, he has already boarded the car back to Linhai~.

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

At this moment, Tang Jixiong's phone rang.

"Hey! Third Uncle, what's the matter with calling at this time?"

"Jixiong, do you know? Zhang Changsheng is dead, and Changfeng is also crazy!"

"What!" Tang Jixiong's eyes widened suddenly, and he shouted in disbelief.

"Zhang Changsheng...he? died"

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

"Third Uncle...I know, I know!"

Tang Jixiong and the third uncle said a few more words, asked about the cause and effect of the matter, and then hung up the phone tremblingly.

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

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

There is also Wang Yifan's indifferent expression.

Tang Jixiong only felt his heart beating wildly.

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

Tang Jixiong swallowed dryly, and asked in a deep voice.

"Wang... Immortal Wang!"

Did you know that Zhang Changsheng...he is dead!

In fact, a boss as big as Tang Jixiong always knew one thing.

That is: "Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask. Don't care about things you shouldn't care about!"

Logically speaking, he shouldn't have asked this sentence.

But now, he only felt 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 ask gods to worship ghosts!

Tang Jixiong had a feeling in his heart.

Zhang Changsheng's death!

Definitely has something to do with Wang Yifan.

So, after he finished asking this question, he looked at Wang Yifan with hope, hoping to see some clues from his expression.

Unfortunately, Tang Jixiong was disappointed.

There was also a hint of disbelief on Wang Yifan's face.

"What? Zhang Changsheng is dead? When he left us yesterday, wasn't he still fine?"

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 laughed, but instead of answering, he asked rhetorically.

"Brother Tang, if I tell you that Zhang Changsheng has three lives on his back, do you think he deserves to die?"

Accompanied by these words, a majestic momentum disappeared from Wang Yifan's body.

For a moment, Tang Jixiong only felt that what he was facing was still an ordinary person!

Clearly a ruthless judge!

He only felt cold sweat dripping down his back, his body was stiff, and his mind was stiff.

There seemed to be countless chaotic images in my mind.

Three resentful spirits appeared from under his feet, and these three people were none other than Mr. Feng Shui who was killed by Chang Changsheng.

They were pulling Tang Jixiong's thigh and shouting.

"Zhang Changsheng took my life, he deserves to die! He deserves to die!"

After all, the plot of how Zhang Changsheng invited ghosts to kill and tortured and killed the three of them played in front of Tang Jixiong like a movie.

Ten minutes passed.

Only then did Tang Jixiong return to his body.

He seemed to be brainwashed.

Almost a subconscious answer.

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

"His life was taken away by a wronged soul!"

"This matter is definitely not Wang Shenxian's doing!"

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

"Brother Tang, you have been worrying a lot about finding graves for your parents these days, why don't you sleep for a while!"

There seemed to be a hypnotic voice in Wang Yifan's words.

"OK!"

Tang Jixiong nodded dully.

close your eyes.

After a while, the snoring began.

Seeing this situation, Wang Yifan revealed a secretive smile.

The last link has been completed.

With the testimony of Tang Jixiong, even someone came to investigate him.

I will also get out of my body.

Looking at the scenery passing by quickly around.

Wang Yifan also slowly closed his eyes, thinking softly in his heart: "Open the ghost judge system property panel!"

[Ding! Host attribute panel———]

【Name: Wang Yifan】

[Grade: Yin Division · Eighth Grade Case Prosecutor Division Master Bo!]

[Yin Division Imperial Utilities: Impermanence Constraining Soul, Eighth-Rank Spirit Turtle Button Seal, Fate Judgment Pen, Yin Division Booklet!]

[Magic weapon: Human-level low-grade: tiger vest, human-level middle-grade: Zhou Cang carrying a knife picture, prefecture-level low-grade: Tang Qing paper umbrella. 】

[Subordinates (ghost general level): from the ninth grade ghost general: Tang Tianbao! 】

[Subordinates (ghost soldier level): Seventh-rank ghost soldiers: ten heavy armored warriors! 】

【Handling: Picking and Sweeping Maid: Guan Shuxue (Ghost Level)】

Seeing that the ten ghost pawns that I canonized are actually ranked seventh rank of ghost pawns!

Wang Yifan couldn't help showing a smile.

"Sure enough, the ten carefully selected from more than 2,000 ghost soldiers are indeed higher than ordinary ghost soldiers.

You must know that in the distribution of grades, the ninth grade to the seventh grade belong to the low grade, the sixth grade to the fourth grade belong to the middle grade, and the third grade to the first grade belong to the high grade.

Don't look at the fact that these ten ghost soldiers are ranked seventh.

Already faintly touched the edge of the intermediate level.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that one of them is equal to ten. If they are promoted from the seventh rank to the first rank, maybe these ten ghost soldiers can also be promoted to ghost generals!

That would be a complete transformation!

Thinking of this, Wang Yifan was even more satisfied.

During this trip to Pan'an County, he first surrendered the thousand-year-old ghost general Tang Tianbao, and then won ten seventh-rank ghost soldiers.

He was also promoted to the chief inspector of the Eighth Rank Yin Division.

Got the turtle button seal of the inspector and the vermilion pen of death!

Plus the soul-hunting rope and Tang paper umbrella that I had obtained earlier.

I definitely made a lot of money this time!

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

"Next, move Tang Jixiong's parents to the new grave as soon as possible, and get the case-handling government rewarded by the system!"

"I am a majestic eighth-rank inspector and envoy, and I don't even have a government office to handle the case!"

"If you say this, you will lose your lord!"

Yesterday, because the government office did not handle the case.

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

In the end, Tang Tianbao took Zhang Tianbao's life with an iron mace.

It stands to reason that this is not in accordance with the rules at all!

It should be judged by himself in the government office.

Launched outside the Yamen and then beheaded!

That's reasonable.

Figured this out.

Wang Yifan sneered and said: "At noon, kill people, and at midnight, kill ghosts!"

"This government office that judged the case must be obtained as soon as possible!"

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

After more than an hour.

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

Entered the urban area.

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

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

Tang Jixiong was even slightly excited.

Soon, the car drove to the back mountain of Yong'an Cemetery.

At this time, Wang Yifan was suddenly taken aback.

Because he saw that an engineering team of 100 people was working here.

A brand new asphalt road has begun to take shape.

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

Looking at the slightly excited Tang Jixiong next to him.

Wang Yifan asked immediately, thinking about it.

"Boss Tang, is this your handwriting?"

Tang Jixiong rubbed his hands, flatteringly said: "Shenxian Wang, it is a great favor for you to help my parents move their graves and fix their acupoints. Although my old Tang is a rough man, I also know the principle of repaying my kindness."

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

"Wang Shenxian, don't be disgusted."

The cost of the third-grade asphalt road is extremely high, although Tang Jixiong said that it would not cost much.

But in fact, the cost of repaving this less than three-kilometer dirt road into an asphalt road is four to five million.

But Tang Jixiong thought it was worth it!

So fucking worth it!

After seeing Wang Yifan's true abilities.

Tang Jixiong just wanted to hug his thick legs tightly.

Who dares to say that there will never be a time in his life when he recites his words and bumps into a big ghost.

If there is a relationship with Wang Shenxian.

Then you are still afraid of those ghosts and gods?

The way of humanity and the way of ghosts are easily leveled!

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

...asking for flowers......

However, the system rewarded Wang Yifan for helping Tang Jixiong's parents move their graves.

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

It's like indebting Tang Jixiong's favor!

For Wang Yifan, this karmic 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, then said softly.

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

Seeing Wang Yifan sincerely calling himself Brother Tang.

Tang Jixiong felt as if his body had been spattered with chicken blood, he nodded repeatedly, and followed Wang Yifan up to the top of the mountain.

Less than two days after leaving Yong'an Cemetery, the small building on the top of the mountain is still there.

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

I took a yellowed thread-bound book from the bookshelf and read it carefully.

After two minutes, he raised his head and said, "Eight days later, the ninth day of the eighth lunar month should be the time for the grave to be moved, and the parents should be buried on that day."

"According to what I said, the direction of the coffin is head north and foot south, looking up at the mountain.

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

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

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

However, apart from remembering Wang Yifan's words in his mind, Tang Jixiong's eyes were secretly looking at the thread-bound book in Wang Yifan's hand.

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

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

The thread-bound book in his hand is not a magic weapon, but just the precautions and taboos summed up by generations of ten generations of stele engravers of the Wang family when doing dirty work.

This thing is still somewhat different from the perpetual calendars that are usually seen on the market.

After he finished speaking, he closed the manuscript and put it back on the shelf.

Seeing Wang Yifan's thoughtful look.

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

"Thank you, Immortal Wang, for your guidance."

"You are on a business trip, and you must be exhausted after traveling and traveling. If there is nothing else... I will take my leave first!"

With that said, Tang Jixiong turned around and wanted to leave.

But at this time, Wang Yifan waved his hand.

"Brother Tang, wait a moment!"

As he spoke, he turned around and took a piece of rice paper the size of a palm from the desk, then flicked his wrist, and summoned Yinsi's Zhuoming Zhubi.

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

It seems that the light in the room has been absorbed into the pen holder by this vermilion pen.

"Well!"

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

I was afraid that a slight noise would startle Wang Yifan.

At this time, he saw Wang Yifan holding the pen like a pen, shaking his wrist slightly.

Lightly wrote four large characters on the rice paper.

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

Tang Jixiong watched with a surge of emotion.

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

"Wang Shenxian called himself to a stop, and then took out the calligraphy, could it be..."

Just as Tang Jixiong was guessing, he saw Wang Yifan blowing the Zhu characters on the Xuan paper, and then picked it up and handed it to himself.

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

If other people heard Wang Yifan say that, they would have cursed out loud.

Boss Tang will help you build roads for your home, and at least it will cost four to five million.

As a result, you returned a piece of rice paper the size of a palm.

Do you think your word is worth a million or something?

JA.....

Tang Jixiong thought it was worth it!

Not only do I feel that it is worth it, but I also feel that I have made a lot of money!

He didn't read what Wang Yifan wrote at all, and took the rice paper with a smile on his face, and put it in his arms as if he was afraid that Wang Yifan would regret it.

"Thank you Immortal Wang for the treasure! Thank you Immortal Wang for the treasure!"

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

This time, he almost said goodbye with a thousand thanks and left!

Watching Tang Jixiong disappear.

Wang Yifan gradually narrowed the smile on his face.

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

As he spoke, he flicked his wrist!

"Gate of hell! Open!"

The green fire ignited, and the gate of ghosts reappeared!

And outside the door, Tang Jixiong, who had just walked out of the door and was about to take out the rice paper, wanted to see what Wang Yifan wrote.

I only felt an indescribable ghostly aura in the small building behind me.

Mouth soaring into the sky!.