Rebirth: A Female Forensic Doctor

Ye Fan clasped his hands in seals and recited the Qingxin Mantra, a wisp of white mist and lavender light on his fingertips pointed towards Xiang Yong's eyebrows.

Xiang Yong's crimson red eyes gradually calmed down, and his ferocious face softened a little, but his eyes were still staring at Ye Fan with hatred. He was brutally killed, his body was separated for many years, and the pain of incomplete soul and body was sealed in

The pain of being carved into a relief on a stone wall would make him feel resentful no matter how open-minded he was in his life.

"Xiang Yong, the murderer Lu Qiulin has received the justice he deserves, and it's time for you to rest in peace." Ye Fan's dark eyes fell firmly on him, with no joy, no sorrow, and no waves. Now she is the same as before.

It was still different when I was reborn to receive the messenger.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiang Yong's breath swayed around him, and the hatred in his eyes gradually diminished, and he became a little more confident. As soon as the anger was released, he felt the aura of Ye Fan that made him fearful. It was a natural feeling.

The aura is suppressed.

Ye Fan saw that he had calmed down, but the aura around his body was still very fluctuating, and his thin lips moved lightly: "The Supreme Lord has decreed that I will surpass your lonely soul, all ghosts and ghosts, and be grateful for all four lives... die openly and secretly, die unjustly, and die unjustly.

, the son-in-law of a friend of a creditor... You are a man and a woman, you are responsible for your own responsibility, you are responsible for wealth and poverty, you are responsible for it, and you are the one who rescues everyone.

The Rebirth Mantra overflowed from her mouth with a certain rhythm, and every word contained her spiritual thoughts, turning into wisps of Sanskrit sounds that surrounded Xiang Yong.

Xiang Yong slowly closed his eyes. As the hostility dissipated from his body, the red blood marks on his neck slowly became lighter, and his head and body gradually merged together, leaving only a faint trace.

Ye Fan moved her fingers lightly, and the yellow talisman attached to his chest flew back into her hand.

Xiang Yong opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and his face changed from the ferocious look just now to a calm one, with a bit of cheerfulness, just like his temperament during his lifetime.

"Xiang Yong, I am the envoy to the afterlife, numbered yf088. Now that your soul is complete and you are destined for this life, I will ask this envoy to take you to the place where you should go. Do you have any last words to leave?" Ye Fan asked.

Token, speaking the necessary lines in a serious manner, although her heart gradually hardened in the face of life and death, there was always a softness left.

"Sir, thank you for seeking justice for me."

Xiang Yong bowed deeply towards Ye Fan. His eyes were red. He was not as angry as before, but sad. He sighed quietly: "After so many years, my family has already left. Now my head is gone."

After returning home, they have also settled their knots in their hearts, so I won’t bother them anymore. As your Excellency said, the moment I die, my fate in this life is over.”

"He has a clear mind and is very good." Ye Fan had a smile of appreciation on the corner of his mouth. With such a mind, if he had not been killed back then, his achievements today would have been great. Unfortunately, this was his destiny in this life, and he had already accomplished it five years ago.

End of life.

Xiang Yong smiled and suppressed the slightest reluctance. He was not really free and easy, and he was not willing to accept his fate, but he accepted his fate.

Turning his head and looking at this abandoned construction site, Xiang Yong sighed loudly. This place bears a lot of his hard work. He spent a lot of effort to win it and drew up a blueprint for his dream. He wanted to create a pastoral holy land, but it was a pity that he failed.

He died before he could survive.

Ye Fan looked at his lingering gaze and turned to look at the wasteland. Suddenly, she had an idea in her heart. In other words, her brothers and sisters, who were messengers, all had a good reputation on the surface. She was

Isn't it time to get something for fun? Putting tens of millions in the bank is just a number.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan said lightly: "I heard that your original idea was to build a city garden here?"

"Yes." Xiang Yong recovered from his memories, nodded, and looked at her with some confusion, not knowing why.

"I want to buy your pastoral blueprint, the blueprint here."

Xiang Yong blinked blankly, Sir, are you discussing business with him? Negotiating business with a deceased person?

Although it was his first time to become a deceased person, there shouldn't be a single messenger talking about business with the person he was attracting, right? My Lord, this business...is too extensive, right?

"Sir, are you kidding me?" How to do this business? What is the transaction for? He sells her the blueprint, and she burns paper money for him?

"No kidding." Ye Fanzhen nodded seriously as if discussing business.

"Uh... But I'm dead. I don't know whose hands this land has passed to. The building blueprints from back then are already useless paper." Xiang Yong spread his hands and said that he died and the company went bankrupt.

, even if you want to take over this place, you shouldn't talk to him.

"But the complete idea is in your mind." Ye Fan paused and said, "I will pay three million. Since you are dead, the money will be inherited by your family."

Xiang Yong's soul shook, and he wanted to cry, but the deceased had no tears, so he knelt down directly to Ye Fan, kowtowed, and swallowed: "Thank you, sir, for your great kindness."

Talking about buying his idea is just another way to fulfill his dream, and it also makes his family worry for the rest of their lives.

Because of his death, the company went bankrupt and the family was heavily in debt. They have been living in poverty these past years. Three million is enough for a small family to live a well-off life.

"This is business, get up." Ye Fan raised his hand, and an invisible force lifted Xiang Yong up.

A ray of light flew up from Xiang Yong's head and floated towards Ye Fan's palm.

Ye Fan clasped his hands lightly and nodded: "I will remit three million to your family in installments in the name of the fund you bought during your lifetime."

"Your Excellency is thoughtful." Xiang Yong nodded.

At this moment, something slowly dissipated from Xiang Yong's body. It was the remaining bond between him and the world. Now he could leave the world without any ties.

But Ye Fan did not open the door to the afterlife immediately. She waved her hand and released Cai Qianqian and Jia Man again.

Just like Xiang Yong, they all had Dao Huang talismans affixed to their foreheads. After being uncovered, they also entered a state of madness while their memories were reviving.

call out!

Ye Fan directly used a yellow talisman to immobilize Cai Qianqian. Good guy, the blood around her body surged, and she almost turned into a spirit. The resentment was so deep, which was beyond her expectation.

Jia Man is better, but her deep unwillingness and resentment cannot reach the level of Hua Li, but she is much more ferocious than Xiang Yong. It comes to mind. Anyone who is suddenly murdered at the most glorious moment will still be killed by the same person as before.

The idol she admires the most, this hatred will be even deeper.

"Sister Man." With a soft call, Ye Fan stood in front of her with his hands down, sighing faintly.

Black energy surged on Jia Man's face, and his eyes full of viciousness fell on Ye Fan. His expression was serious, and his sharp ghost voice was sad: "Ye, Ye Fan, why?"