I, the Judge of the Underworld, Will Determine Life and Death with a Piece of Paper!

　　In this way, in the small courtyard, the two of them sit and stand one by one.

　　Except for the knocking sound of the iron chisel, there was no sound.

　　Ten minutes passed.

　　Twenty minutes passed.

　　Tang Jixiong gradually relaxed from the initial tense atmosphere.

　　He first carefully observed the layout of the small courtyard.

　　Then, he turned his attention to Wang Yifan.

　　In the end, his vision was fixed on the tombstone that Wang Yifan was about to carve.

　　"Daughter: Guan Shuxue's Tomb."

　　Tang Jixiong was taken aback, looking at the name on the tombstone, the deceased should be a young man!

　　"It's a pity to die at such a young age!"

　　Tang Jixiong just wanted to sigh.

　　Then he immediately realized something was wrong.

　　At this time, Wang Yifan was holding a chisel to carve small characters beside the tombstone.

　　He was extremely fast, and with just a few taps, a row of small characters jumped onto the stone.

　　Tang Jixiong's brows furrowed even more.

　　"No! What seems to be wrong?"

　　He looked at Wang Yifan's movements, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar.

　　It felt like Wang Yifan was clearly carving something, but it seemed like something was missing.

　　Tang Jixiong frowned and thought for five minutes.

　　Just when Wang Yifan was about to carve all the tombstones.

　　He just realized it!

　　I saw Tang Jixiong open his mouth wide.

　　"I'm going! I know what's wrong!"

　　Although Tang Jixiong had never seen a tombstone carved, he knew some common sense.

　　The normal engraving should be written first and then engraved, or first developed and then engraved.

　　That is, the engraver takes a writing brush and dips it in water to write the foundation on the bluestone.

　　Then use an iron chisel to engrave.

　　This way, with a draft, it's not easy to make mistakes.

　　However, Wang Yifan directly took the iron chisel and hammer to dig on the stone slab.

　　No draft was prepared at all.

　　And the words he engraved were not too big, not too small, just right.

　　Moreover, look at the font pattern and gesture trend.

　　There is strength in simplicity, and there is no spirituality in rigor.

　　Where is this monument carving person, this is obviously a calligrapher!

　　Tang Jixiong believed that if the word was carved on the cliff.

　　There is nothing wrong with pretending to be the inscription of the ancients.

　　Because after he developed, he also bought a few ancient calligraphy and paintings in the auction house in an arty way, to fill up the facade at home.

　　But compare the inscription in front of you.

　　He actually felt that the calligraphy and paintings bought at a high price were simply unsightly.

　　Looking at Wang Yifan who had already stood up.

　　Tang Jixiong praised almost flatteringly: "Good word! Really good word!"

　　"I didn't expect Wang Shenxian to have such a calligraphy realm!"

　　Facing Tang Jixiong's praise, Wang Yifan didn't say much.

　　He came to the pool beside the yard, picked up a handful of clean water and washed his hands.

　　Then he smiled.

　　"The deceased is the greatest. This monument is the last place for the deceased to leave his name. How can we be cautious?"

　　"Let the living rejoice, and the dead like!"

　　"That's what we engravers should do!"

　　(PS: During the new book period, all kinds of tickets are urgently needed, asking for flowers! Ask for evaluation tickets!).

Chapter 18

　　"Let the living rejoice, and the dead like!"

　　"Good! That's great!"

　　Tang Jixiong went from being a common man to a business owner, and his kung fu skills have long been perfected.

　　He wanted to flatter Wang Yifan almost without showing any trace.

　　From disbelief at the beginning, to now believing.

　　Tang Jixiong didn't think of it himself.

　　Just one morning.

　　The young man in front of him, in his eyes, had already changed from a liar to an image of an expert who was hidden from the world.

　　However, in the face of Tang Jixiong's flattery.

　　Wang Yifan's face is not only without the complacent complacency of young people.

　　The expression became more condensed.

　　He has been human in two lives, and he has never seen any scenes.

　　And since he obtained this "Ghost Judge System", even his mood has become more calm.

　　I saw that Wang Yifan didn't answer Tang Jixiong's words at all, but gently quoted him forward.

　　"Boss Tang, come in and talk!"

　　Tang Jixiong didn't expect Wang Yifan to be so indifferent, and he admired him even more.

　　He nodded, followed behind Wang Yifan, and walked into the three-story building.

　　As soon as he entered the house, Tang Jixiong was stunned again.

　　In his eyes, the place where an expert like Wang Yifan lives should be quaint and full of gloom, even a little gloomy.

　　After all, Wang Yifan's yard is full of tombstones.

　　His occupation is still a monument.

　　It is unlikely that there are "normal" things in the house.

　　But in this room.

　　Completely modern Chinese layout.

　　Floor-to-ceiling windows, mahogany furniture, and even a TV wall and bay window bookshelves.

　　Don't look outside, just look inside the house, this is completely a modern Chinese-style villa!

　　Seems to see through Tang Jixiong's thoughts.

　　Wang Yifan smiled slightly: "What? Is this room different from what you thought?"

　　Saying that, he led Tang Jixiong to the tea table in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

　　Take out a dark old iron kettle and start boiling water.

　　"Wang Shenxian is right, this room is completely different from what I thought."

　　At this time, Tang Jixiong had already seen it.

　　In front of Wang Shenxian, the way to use your brain to calculate people like before will not work at all.

　　He couldn't see through the person in front of him at all.

　　Like now.

　　Tang Jixiong looked at the furnishings in front of him.

　　The tea table is made of huanghuali wood, the teapot is a hand-made old iron pot, and even the charcoal in the earthen stove is made of fine white bamboo charcoal.

　　If this is in ancient times.

　　That is the specification that Zhongming Ding Shijia only has.

　　I thought of Wang Yifan making fun of himself with the tombstone just now.

　　Tang Jixiong, who was now relieved, moved in his heart.

　　Almost out of his mouth.

　　"Wang Shenxian, to carve a monument to others, do you make money like this?"

　　Seeing Tang Jixiong's doubts.

　　Wang Yifan did not stop in his hands, and gently picked up a handful of tea leaves and put them into the teacup.

　　Out of the mouth slowly.

　　"Carving the monument is an ancestral craft, and naturally it cannot be left behind, mainly because of the hard work."