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

Chapter 110

“Die into the Yellow Spring at once!”

“Sincerely, cry Huangtian.”

“Others are struggling with Xuanyan!”

“It’s hard to pull a filial son and a good grandson!”

“Inevitably, sue everyone!”

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Carrying the coffin, burying, sealing the soil, pushing the grave, erecting a stele, burning paper, paying tribute, and kowtow.

Eight methods and eight words, crying and singing.

Everything is available.

Wait until all the work is done.

Everyone in the Tang family followed the rules handed down by their ancestors.

Burn the straw rope used to lower the coffin.

Holding a shovel and a hoe.

Walking down the mountain without looking back.

But Wang Yifan followed suit at the end.

When the villagers in front can’t even see the back.

He turned his head slightly and looked at the pile of new tombs in the mountain.

I saw two groups of blue energy rising above the tombstone.

Tang Jixiong’s parents have bowed to Wang Yifan Yingying!

“Thank you Lord Chenghuang for moving me personally!”

Wang Yifan smiled slightly.

“It’s a coincidence. I thought you moved away from Yongan Yinsuo, so you left my rule. I didn’t expect your housewarming joy just to catch up with my promotion to the city god!”

“Isn’t this double happiness?”

With that said, Wang Yifan took out the negative image submitted by Tang Jixiong’s parents from his arms, cleared his throat and asked.

“Tang Anzhi, Zhuang Hongying and his wife, you two entrusted me to move your grave and move to a new place!”

“Let me ask you, are you satisfied with this new home?”

You know, Wang Yifan picked this point.

But the best point for “Lin Ju Xianbao”.

How could the Tang family be dissatisfied!

Upon hearing Wang Yifan’s question, they nodded immediately.

“The arrangement of the adult, the villain is extremely satisfied!”

With these words, the yin shape in Wang Yifan’s hands shone with a blue light.

Button to submit the task.

From gray to gold!

Wang Yifan took a deep breath, raised his hand and clicked “Submit Task”!

The pleasant system prompt sounded again.

“Ding! Congratulations on your completion of the task. Reward: a court office for handling cases!”

boom!

The alert tone just sounded.

A cloud of black suddenly gathered above Wang Yifan’s head.

There are more and more dark clouds!

As if it were a whirlpool, it gathered all the surrounding clouds.

At the bottom of the mountain, the third uncle of the Tang family, who had just reached the foot of the mountain, looked at the dark clouds on the top of the mountain.

He hurriedly yelled: “Oh, old and young men, go hurry up and watch it rain. In the autumn rain and cold, don’t get damaged by the rain.”

And on the mountain.

The kid who knelt down on the ground to accept the registration!

At this time, it was trembling even more!

Ordinary mortals just feel that the mountains and rain are about to come and the wind is all over the building.

But these little ghosts, they feel as if the sky has been stabbed in a big hole!

The dark clouds above your head spin fast!

It seems to absorb all the ghost energy in the range of hundreds of miles.

All the little ghosts can’t maintain the shape of kneeling at this time, they can only firmly grasp the big tree and rock in their hands!

Otherwise, their ghosts will be sucked into this whirlpool.

And this time! Niang Niang Hu, who had already run dozens of miles away, looked behind her in horror.

“What a strong coercion, what a strong ghost power!”

“What happened to the Tomb Mountain? Could someone fight Wang Yifan again?”

“Is that the ghost general he summoned?”

Reminiscent of this ghost slashing to death the White-Bone Taoist, Niang Niang Hu didn’t even have the courage to look back.

“No, I can’t go back to the nest of Shiwan Dashan anymore. If I provoke this Yin Si Wang Yifan himself, he will definitely not give up!”

“I’m afraid that soldiers will be fired in an instant to wipe out the lair of the Bones Taoist.”

“I can’t go north! I have to flee south!”

Thinking of this, Empress Hu clamped her fox’s tail, turned her direction, and escaped desperately again.

Different from the panic and fear of others!

At this moment, Wang Yifan is standing in the center of the whirlpool.

Right above his head is the black hole that swallows everything!

However, in his eyes, this black hole is different from others!

[Yinsi Difu—The Linhai City God Envoy’s case-handling yamen is being rebuilt…]

【Ding! Discover the white tiger silver seal of Chenghuang! 】

【Ding! Found that the dog’s head is killing the ghost! 】

【Ding! Found a verdict of verdict! 】

【Ding! discover……】

Accompanied by a series of prompt sounds.

All the Yinsi imperial instruments on Wang Yifan’s body detached from the body and flew slowly into the black hole.

A full ten minutes have passed!

The black hole seemed to have finally absorbed enough energy.

There was a sudden meal in heaven and earth.

At this moment, Wang Yifan suddenly felt a whim!

He chanted in a low voice!

“Yin Si, reopened!”

The sound was small, but when it rose into the void.

It seemed to resonate with the black hole!

A series of sound waves spread with endless coercion and the radiant power of Yinsi!

“Yin Si, reopened!”

“Yin Si, reopened!”

Just a few sucks!

In the entire Linhai territory, no matter if it is the unjust souls and wild ghosts, or the mountain spirits and wild monsters.

But they all change color!

Involuntarily pick up the tail!

And at the top of Tomb Hill!

Rumble!

Suddenly, lightning and thunder!

I saw a purple lightning flashing past.

The dark clouds in the sky suddenly disappeared.

The clouds are light and the wind is light.

And Wang Yifan on the mountain, as well as the Yin Soldier Yin General who fell on his knees, all disappeared!

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Through the billowing fog.. 0

Wang Yifan saw the collapsed ruins!

It’s as if time goes back in time.

The ruined walls that had collapsed on the ground, the porch and palace walls.

A little bit of recovery became what it was at the beginning.

A majestic building!

It just appeared before his eyes.

The entrance is a huge square!

Cyan bricks covered the ground!

There are tall stands around.

It’s just that the place where the sculpture was supposed to be placed is empty at this time.

This square is so huge, even if there are thousands of captive little ghosts in it, it only takes up a corner of it.

At this time, the captured little ghosts also looked around with dull faces!

They were also sucked into such a place for the first time.

There was no need for Tang Tianbao and Zhou Cang to press.

Just relying on the horrible atmosphere of the entire square, and the coercion emanating from the red moon overhead.

They dare not move when they are pressed.

At this time, the wild boar essence has re-formed into a human shape, and its nose is very sensitive to smell.

When lying in ambush on the mountain, you can smell the aroma of wine and meat at the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, its brows frowned involuntarily.

“Where is this place? What a heavy smell of blood! What a heavy evil spirit!”

Its nose quivered and finally aimed at the ground under its feet!

I saw the blue-black yin bricks under my feet, which seemed to be slightly soft under the shining of the red moon.

The wild boar was meticulously surprised, bent down involuntarily, and stretched out his finger to buckle the Yin brick.

The black yin bricks on the soles of the feet were broken by fingers like a sponge!

Suddenly, a strong bloody aura came upon your face!

This wild boar spirit has a strong sense of smell.

It immediately smelled a strange smell from this bloody air.

Because this bloody smell is not one kind at all, but a mixture of many smells.

Humans, monsters, demons, ghosts!

It is the smell of the blood of countless creatures mixed together!

The wild boar spirit seemed to have thought of something, staring at everything on the ground with wide pig eyes.

The blue-black yin bricks on this ground should have been blue originally!

And the black part…

It’s actually a thick layer!

It has dried up…

Blood scab!

“This this….”

After more than three hundred years of Yangshou, the wild boar spirit whose Dao Xing was equal to the Seventh Grade Ghost General, at this time had already been frightened with teeth trembling.

He raised his head tremblingly and looked at the other bricks in the entire square.

“Black! Black! Still black!”

Then his legs weakened and collapsed to the ground!

Shouted almost collapsed.

“Blood! All blood! How many ghosts have to be killed! How many demons! How many demons!”.