As Wang Yifan walked, he opened his own book of the underworld and flipped to the page of Tang Jixiong's parents.
He took a closer look at the longevity column.
The two of them lived forty-two years.
It had been less than thirty years since his death.
Thus, the Yin soul remained in Yong An Yin and did not reincarnate.
That was why he casually said,"You can talk to your parents later."”
However, Tang Jixiong was scared silly.
When he heard Wang Yifan's first sentence.
He thought that Master Wang had agreed to his request.
However, when he heard the second sentence.
He instantly felt the hair on his back stand on end!
Wait till I talk to my parents?
What the hell!
Tang Jixiong opened his mouth.
"Master Wang, my parents have been dead for almost thirty years!”
Wang Yifan nodded and did not stop.
"A person's soul remains even after thirty years of death.”
"Boss Tang, if you don't believe that your parents are in heaven, why do you still have the idea of moving the grave?”
Wang Yifan spoke freely.
Tang Jixiong felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
'That's right. If I didn't believe in souls in this world, why would I think about moving graves!'
Thinking of this, Tang Jixiong subconsciously touched the back of his head.
"Master Wang, actually, moving my parents 'graves wasn't a sudden idea on my part. There's a reason for this!”
"In the past month…I've had three dreams."
Tang Jixiong swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in fear.
"I... I dreamed that my parents were squatting on the bed of my old house and crying. They said that the roof of our house had been leaking and that they didn't even have a place to stay!”
As he spoke, Tang Jixiong subconsciously leaned towards Wang Yifan.
"I haven't dreamed of my parents for more than ten years. I've had this dream three times in a row!”
"Isn't the home they're talking about the grave we're talking about?”
"I was just wondering if Mom and Dad felt that the grave was not good…That's why I wanted to move the grave."
Hearing this, Wang Yifan, who had been leading the way, suddenly paused.
He turned around and looked at Tang Jixiong thoughtfully.
"Mr. Tang, you mean that your parents came to you in your dreams last night?”
"And he even asked for it three times?"
When he heard the words "dream".
Tang Jixiong's eyes lit up.
"Yes, yes, yes! It's a dream. You said that the two of them are telling me in my dream. What's the meaning of this?”
Tang Jixiong was not a superstitious person, but he dreamed of his deceased parents three times in a row.
Furthermore, they were all having the same dream.
This made him have no choice but to pay attention!
Faced with this question, Wang Yifan nodded and smiled.
"Interesting, this is interesting.”
"Let's talk when we meet!"
He did not answer directly, but quickened his pace.
This Yong 'an Cemetery had buried 100,000 dead people.
It occupied a huge area, almost taking up two mountains.
No matter which angle one looked at it.
The mountains were stacked, densely packed with graves.
It was not too much to say that the tombstones were like a forest.
It was early in the morning and not the time for the Yin Festival Sacrifice.
Therefore, there were only a few people in the cemetery.
Tang Jixiong had just voiced out the doubts in his heart, and it was the time for him to be paranoid.
Now, he looked left and right.
He could not help but feel goosebumps in his heart.
He felt that the stele forest was filled with Yin Qi.
He could not help but laugh bitterly.
He quickened his pace and wanted to catch up to Wang Yifan.
At this moment, Wang Yifan, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped and stood rooted to the ground.
Tang Jixiong almost bumped into him.
"Master Wang, what's wrong? Why aren't you leaving?"
"Leave?"
Wang Yifan smiled and pointed forward.
"Leave what? We're here!"
Tang Jixiong was stunned at first, then he turned to look at the tombstone that Wang Yifan was pointing at.
He saw that there were two rows of vertical characters carved on the green stone tombstone in front of him.
"The tombs of loving father Tang Anzhi and loving mother Zhuang Hongying!”
Hiss--
Looking at the two rows of faded regular script, Tang Jixiong gasped.
Think about it.
You just met a stranger yesterday, and today you meet again in the cemetery.
You said that you wanted to move your parents 'graves.
"When you see your parents, you can ask them yourself.”
In the end, they brought you to your parents 'graves!
Tang Jixiong subconsciously glanced at Wang Yifan.
After confirming that there was indeed a shadow under his feet, he heaved a sigh of relief.
"But... This…"
Tang Jixiong was at a loss.
There were many tombs in Yong 'an Cemetery, and most of the tombstones were similar.
He was not afraid of being laughed at.
Even if he came to look for it himself, he would have to spend half a day.
However, Wang Yifan was laughing as he spoke.
He had actually accurately found his parents 'graves among the tens of thousands of tombstones.
What kind of ability was this?
'I'm afraid I've met a real master this time!'
Tang Jixiong looked at Wang Yifan with a flushed face.
"Grandmaster…How did you find my parents 'graves?”
"How did you find it?"
Wang Yifan secretly touched the "supervisor token" in his arms.
He smiled in his heart.
"This Yong 'an Cemetery! It was originally under my control!"
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