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

　　"Congratulations to send the supervisor to the lord."

　　Wang Yifan waved his hand and said without even looking back, "Transfer your nationality as soon as possible and settle down these underworld soldiers."

　　"As for the ten ghost soldiers I want to canonize! General Tang, you choose the candidates first, and I will deal with them tomorrow."

　　Looking at Wang Yifan, who was gradually disappearing into the thick fog.

　　Tang Tianbao froze in his heart.

　　Originally, the canonization of the Yin Soldier was just a little effort, but why did Wang Yifan insist on choosing tomorrow?

　　'Hi, could it be that the inspector is testing me? '

　　'This Yin Sizheng can also accumulate a lot of Yin virtue. If you are selfish, you can only use the same surname and the same village...'

　　Tang Tianbao suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

　　'The inspector really has a mind like a sea, this kind of fairy can't be fooled by himself. '

　　'Otherwise... Living Yama is a good example for him! '

　　Thinking of this, Tang Tianbao felt a chill in his heart, and he bowed again in the direction where Wang Yifan had disappeared.

　　"Don't worry, my lord, the final commander will handle it fairly and choose the best soldiers!"

　　After hearing this, Li Xunda on the side raised his hand and stroked the beard on his mouth.

　　Wang Yifan only said one sentence.

　　He took Tang Tianbao's hands to the brink of death.

　　Even the words have changed from "envoy" to "lord"!

　　Li Xunda secretly gave a thumbs up.

　　"This move by the inspector is really high!"

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　　Back to Tang Jixiong's small building.

　　Wang Yifan twisted Ning's waist and lay back on the bed.

　　"It's a day-to-day, carving a monument during the day, and judging a case at night. I really have no time to spare!"

　　"I'm young, but my back hurts!"

　　When he was emotional.

　　The green paper umbrella around him created a phantom.

　　Guan Shuxue appeared in front of Wang Yifan.

　　She bowed slightly to Wang Yifan and said, "If the master is tired, then let the servants rub your waist."

　　Today, Guan Shuxue witnessed Wang Yifan's crazy operations.

　　One man alone in a thousand battle formation.

　　Wan Jun took the head of the enemy general from it.

　　Then, with a single word, thousands of ghost soldiers looked at the wind and bowed their heads.

　　A strange man whom he has not seen in a thousand years.

　　Thinking of this, Guan Shuxue's face flushed.

　　She had pledged one soul and one soul in Wang Yifan's hands.

　　Since then, she has been Wang Yifan's "ghost".

　　Saying that, she didn't wait for Wang Yifan to respond.

　　One twisted and got on the bed.

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

Chapter 51

　　The next morning, the golden rooster announced the dawn.

　　"Ah! Yifan, you got up so early!"

　　Tang Jixiong, who had just woken up in the morning, had just entered the courtyard when he saw that Wang Yifan had been playing Taijiquan shirtless in the courtyard.

　　He looked at Wang Yifan's strong muscles, he couldn't help rubbing his nose and said enviously.

　　"As expected of the supervisor, the body is really extraordinary, hey... I can't do it!"

　　Hearing Tang Jixiong's emotional words, Wang Yifan slowly put away the movements in his hands.

　　Turning around from the tree in the small courtyard, he took off his jacket and put it on. Then he turned his head and smiled and said, "Brother Tang, why did you suddenly say such a thing today?"

　　"Ah!" Tang Jixiong sneezed again and laughed at himself: "We drank until midnight yesterday, but after I fell asleep, the mountain wind blew, and I caught a cold all of a sudden."

　　"It's Wang Shenxian, not only do you have nothing at all, but you can still punch when you wake up early in the morning."

　　"That's the difference!"

　　Looking at Tang Jixiong's envious eyes.

　　Wang Yifan also smiled slightly.

　　Strange to say, in fact, he only slept for two or three hours yesterday, but after blending yin and yang with Guan Shuxue, not only did he not feel tired at all, but he became more energetic.

　　In fact, Wang Yifan didn't even know that he was now the Shangguan.

　　For him, the yin qi that damages living people extremely fiercely on weekdays is nothing but nourishment.

　　The more yin qi he absorbs, the stronger the power in the yin division will be, and the more deterrent he will be to ghosts and gods.

　　Just when Wang Yifan was about to speak two scenes.

　　Suddenly there were two coughing sounds from outside the house.

　　"Cough, Jixiong, are you up yet?"

　　Hearing this voice, Tang Jixiong's eyes lit up and immediately stepped forward to open the door.

　　At the door, Uncle Tang and Tang Changfeng were already standing there.

　　However, today, both of them looked bad.

　　The third uncle of the Tang family was hunched over, coughing non-stop.

　　Tang Changfeng's face also became more and more sallow.

　　Seeing the two of them in this state, Tang Jixiong was also taken aback.

　　"Third uncle, Brother Changfeng, what happened to you two?"

　　The third uncle of the Tang family waved his hand and smiled.

　　"Cough cough, my body is indeed not as good as a year. The weather changed last night. The wind was blowing.

　　Tang Jixiong hurriedly stepped forward to support the third uncle.

　　"That's right, third uncle, it's the end of autumn, and winter is coming soon. You need to add more clothes."

　　"Ah, look, I have a cold at a young age, let alone you!"

　　Looking at the people in front of them, all of them had a sick look on their faces.

　　Wang Yifan couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

　　He knew that it wasn't these people who caught a cold last night.

　　But because of the Yin Army's death battle, he opened the gate of hell again.

　　They are all smothered with the yin qi of the eighteen layers of hell, which is why they are all sick.

　　Wang Yifan thought to himself: 'It seems that the gate of hell can't be opened randomly. Last night, the opening time was short, and the nearby villagers just had a fever and a cold. If the opening time is too long. '

　　'These people are afraid that yin qi will enter the body and hurt yang life. '

　　He took two steps forward slightly and said with a smile, "Can someone in our village go up the mountain to collect herbs? Picking a little Huangjing ginseng wine can get rid of the dampness."

　　Hearing this, Tang Jixiong's eyes lit up.

　　"Wangshen... No, Yifan, can traditional Chinese medicine be enough? I still have two auction-level wild ginsengs in my house. Those things are also great supplements. Why don't I make a chicken soup and drink it!"

　　Wang Yifan shook his head slightly: "No, the antidote for snake venom is within three steps. Since this is hurt by the mountain wind here, we must find the antidote from this mountain."

　　Saying that, he raised his toes and tapped lightly on the ground.

　　An invisible wave of air surged out from his feet and echoed in the Tomb Mountain.

　　At this moment, Li Xunda, who was checking the pawns in the middle of the mountain, suddenly moved in his heart.

　　He was originally the God of Tomb Mountain, equivalent to the God of the Land of the Plains.

　　Know everything that happens in the land under your jurisdiction.

　　Hearing Wang Yifan's words: "I am hurt by the mountain wind here, I must find an antidote from this mountain", he couldn't help but move.

　　This sentence...isn't it the arrangement of the inspector?

　　Get yourself ready in the mountains with Huang Jing ginseng?

　　"Hey! Don't worry about it or not, you have to get things done first!"

　　Thinking of this, Li Xunda shook his body and burrowed directly into the soil.

　　On the other side, Wang Yifan just finished saying this.

　　He heard a laugh in the distance.

　　"Haha, today's young people really don't touch the spring water with their hands, and they can't tell whether it is wheat seedlings or garlic seedlings when they look at the fields."

　　"I have lived on this tomb mountain for more than [-] years, and I really didn't know that ginseng is still produced on our mountain!"

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