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

　　Facing this question, Wang Yifan nodded and smiled.

　　"Interesting, that's interesting."

　　"Wait until we meet and talk!"

　　He didn't answer directly, but quickened his pace.

　　This Yongan Cemetery was originally buried [-] dead.

　　It occupies a huge area, almost occupying two hills.

　　No matter what angle you look at it from.

　　The top of the mountain is layer upon layer, densely packed with graves,

　　It is not too much to say "the gravestones are like forests".

　　At this time, it was just early morning, and it was not the time for Yin Festival sacrifices.

　　Therefore, there are not many people in the entire cemetery.

　　Tang Jixiong just expressed the doubts in his heart, and it was when he was suspicious.

　　Now, look left and right.

　　The hair in my heart could not help.

　　I only feel that the forest of steles is located, and there is a yin everywhere.

　　He couldn't help but smile.

　　He quickened his pace to catch up with Wang Yifan.

　　At this moment, Wang Yifan, who was leading the way in front, suddenly stopped and stood still.

　　This made Tang Jixiong almost bump into it.

　　"Master Wang, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you leave?"

　　"Walk?"

　　Wang Yifan smiled slightly, raised his hand and pointed forward.

　　"What are you going to do? Here we are!"

　　Tang Jixiong was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the tombstone pointed to by Wang Yifan.

　　I saw two rows of vertical characters engraved on the bluestone tombstone in front of me.

　　"Father Tang Anzhi, loving mother Zhuang Hongying's tomb!"

　　hiss--

　　Looking at the two rows of fading regular script, Tang Jixiong almost took a breath.

　　Think about it.

　　You only met a stranger yesterday, and you meet again in the cemetery today.

　　You said that you were going to move the graves of your parents.

　　Someone said, "When you see your parents, ask yourself."

　　As a result, when you turn around, people will take you to the graves of your parents!

　　Tang Jixiong glanced at Wang Yifan almost subconsciously.

　　After confirming that there was indeed a shadow under his feet, he let out a sigh of relief.

　　"But...this..."

　　Tang Jixiong was at a loss.

　　There are many mausoleums in Yongan Cemetery, and most of the tombstones are similar.

　　Say something you're not afraid of laughing at.

　　Even if he came to find it himself, he would have to find it for a long time.

　　But Wang Yifan was talking and smiling.

　　He actually found the graves of his parents exactly among the tens of thousands of tombstones.

　　How durable is this?

　　'This time, I am afraid that I will meet the true master! '

　　Tang Jixiong looked at Wang Yifan almost flushed.

　　"Master... How did you find the graves of my parents?"

　　"How did you find it?"

　　Wang Yifan secretly touched the "Supervisor Token" in his arms.

　　He smiled in his heart.

　　"This Yongan Cemetery! It was originally under my control!".

Chapter 11

　　"This...is under your control?"

　　Tang Jixiong's lips trembled, and his eyes wandered around.

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

　　Since it is not the management of the world.

　　So wacky again.

　　Is it....

　　'This Master Wang is in charge of people from the underworld? '

　　When I think of Mr. Zhao's ghost upper body, he calls him "the ambassador"!

　　All this seems likely.

　　But...the people who care about ghosts.

　　Isn't that all black and white impermanence, people like Niu Tau Ma Mian from the underworld!

　　The man in front of him was only in his twenties.

　　Talking and panting, walking with shadows.

　　Shouldn't be a ghost!

　　'right!This Master Wang must be joking with himself! '

　　Tang Jixiong didn't think of it at all, he thought for a while, but he really guessed it right.

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

　　Want to scare yourself!

　　After all, these are some tricks in the arena.

　　The fortune teller will say to you as soon as you meet, "Yintang has turned black, and there has been a catastrophe recently."

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

　　"My lord, I think your life is going to die soon!"

　　Only in this way can others value you!

　　Tang Jixiong obviously wanted to change his mind, he laughed dryly.

　　"Master Wang, don't be joking."

　　"There is a lot of yin here. Although you are very talented, don't rush into the evil spirit."

　　Shocked?

　　"Boss Tang, you can stand firm!"

　　Wang Yifan smiled and did not explain.

　　With a trembling of his hands, he held the Yin Si register in one hand and pressed the names of Tang Jixiong's parents with the other.

　　He raised his foot and stepped on it lightly in front of the tombstones of Tang Jixiong's parents.

　　hum-

　　In an instant, a cyan light oscillated out of the Yin Si register.

　　An arc like a wave of water was formed on the ground.

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

　　"See you soon!"

　　What Wang Yifan holds in his hand is the population register of the Yongan Yin Institute, as long as your 'yin register' is in the Yongan Yin Institute.

　　Even if your ghost hides again, you will not be able to escape the "Yin Jiyu"!

　　On the side, Tang Jixiong, who had been holding his breath and observing carefully, heard Wang Yifan say a series of strange words.

　　Tombs of his parents!

　　There was actually a burst of blue smoke!

　　Cemetery smoking?

　　Rao is Tang Jixiong who is well-informed, and at this time, he opened his mouth and spit out two words subconsciously.

　　"Fuck!"

　　At this time, two "people" wearing navy blue work clothes in the [-]s have appeared in front of Wang Yifan.

　　When they saw Wang Yifan, the two "people" were obviously very flustered.

　　Neither is bowing, nor is bowing.