I, The Judge of the Yin Department, Will Decide The Life and Death in a Shameful Form!

Chapter 11

“Here… is yours?”

Tang Jixiong’s lips trembled, his eyes drifting around.

What a shrewd person he is, naturally he will not misunderstand Wang Yifan as the administrator of this cemetery.

Since it is not the management of Yang Jian.

It’s so nagging again.

Could it be…

‘This master king is in charge of the people of the underworld? ’

When I think of the old man Zhao, he is called “the upper envoy” when he is ghostly upper body!

All this seems very possible.

But… the ghost man.

Isn’t that all black and white impermanence, bull head horse face and other people from the Yin Cao Jifu!

The person in front of him is only in his twenties.

Talking panting, walking shadows.

It should not be a ghost!

‘right! This Master Wang must be joking with himself! ’

Tang Jixiong didn’t expect at all that he had been thinking about it, and he really guessed it right.

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

I want to scare myself!

After all, these are some tricks in the arena.

Fortune tellers, every time they meet, they say you “The Yintang is dark, and there has been a disaster recently.”

Even the ancient military divisions had to say something first when they saw the lord.

“My lord, I think you are dead soon!”

Only in this way can others value you!

Tang Jixiong obviously wanted to make a difference, he gave a dry smile.

“Master Wang, don’t laugh.”

“Here is a heavy yin, even though you are capable, don’t be angry.”

Insulted?

“Boss Tang, you can stand firm by waiting!”

Wang Yifan smiled slightly without explaining.

He shook his hands, holding the Yinsi Booklet in one hand, and pressing the name of Tang Jixiong’s parents with the other.

Lifting his foot, he lightly stepped on the tombstone of Tang Jixiong’s parents.

Hum——

In an instant, a cyan light oscillated from the Yinsi book.

An arc like water waves formed on the ground.

“Tang Anzhi, can Zhuang Hongying and his wife be at home?”

“See you soon!”

What Wang Yifan holds is the Yongan Yinsuo’s population register, as long as your “Yin Ji” is in Yong’an Yinsuo.

Even if your ghost hides again, it will not be able to hide from the “Yin Jiju Soul”!

On the side, Tang Jixiong, who had been keeping his breath and watching carefully, heard Wang Yifan say a string of weird words.

The grave of his parents!

There were bursts of green smoke!

Smoke from the grave?

Rao is Tang Jixiong’s knowledgeable, and at this time he also opened his mouth and subconsciously spit out two words.

“Fuck!”

At this time, two “people” wearing navy blue work clothes from the 1980s have appeared in front of Wang Yifan.

When I saw Wang Yifan, the two “persons” were obviously panicked.

Neither is it to be motivated, nor is it to bow.

Finally, they looked at each other.

Chao Wang Yifan respectfully said.

“Xiaomin Tang Anzhi and his wife met with the supervisor. I don’t know why the envoy is here…?”

At this time, in their eyes.

Although Wang Yifan was standing there, there was a gleam of light shining from the body around him.

There is even a kind of self-inflicted power emanating from the body.

In particular, the “Yin Family Register” in his left hand is comparable to the life and death book in the hands of the Lord Yan!

Life and death book is about Yangshou!

The vulgar household register is a good life!

It can be described as: “A stroke for his life, a stroke for his death!”

Tang Anzhi and his wife were workers and died young. They were not in their thirties when they died.

They are real flat-headed people.

Even in this Yong’an Yin Clan, it is also one of a large number of sentient beings.

They want to break their heads but don’t understand.

Why did the Yinsi inspector find them?

This is… the account is going to be checked?

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

‘But don’t we have more than ten years of unfulfilled life? ’

Just when Tang Anzhi and his wife were dumbfounded.

Wang Yifan smiled slightly, raised his sleeves and gently stroked them in front of them, then turned and pointed aside.

“Do you know this person?”

Tang Anzhi and his wife followed the place pointed by Wang Yifan’s hands.

I saw a man in his thirties, with a high nose and wide face, square eyes, and a big man in a suit was there.

Seeing this person, Tang Anzhi frowned.

“hiss–”

“Why is this person so familiar!”

But her wife Zhuang Hongying already had tears in her eyes at this time.

“Blooming! My son! These years, I have suffered you!”

When Tang Anzhi heard this, he stood still on the spot.

“This is our bear?”

Is he so old?

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

When the two of them moved, they were about to rush like Tang Jixiong.

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

Turned a corner in mid-air.

Pounced straight at him.

Accompanied by it, there was a biting yin wind unexpectedly.

Even if he couldn’t see it, Tang Jixiong knew that this must be a ghost. He only felt the ghosts go wild.

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 going to commit a crime?!”

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