"This place…Under your jurisdiction?"
Tang Jixiong's lips trembled, and his eyes wandered around.
He was a shrewd person and naturally would not misunderstand that Wang Yifan was the administrator of this cemetery.
Since it was not the management of the Yang Realm.
And so mysterious.
could it
'Master Wang is in charge of the people of the netherworld?'
He recalled how Old Master Zhao had called him "High Ambassador" when he was possessed by a ghost!
All of this seemed very possible.
However... The person in charge of ghosts.
Weren't they the Black and White Ghosts, Ox-Head, and Horse-Face from the netherworld?
The person in front of him was only in his twenties.
He panted when he spoke, and his footsteps were shadowy.
It shouldn't be a ghost!
'Yes! Master Wang must be joking with him!'
Tang Jixiong had never thought that his wild imagination would actually be correct.
At this moment, he naturally thought that Wang Yifan was joking.
She wanted to scare him!
After all, these were some tricks in the pugilistic world.
The fortune-tellers always say that you have a dark forehead and that you have been in trouble recently.”
Even the military strategists in ancient times had to greet their lord first.
"My lord, I think you don't have long to live!”
Only in this way can others value you!
Tang Jixiong was obviously thinking wrongly. He laughed dryly.
"Master Wang, please don't joke around.”
"The Yin Qi here is heavy. Although you are very capable, don't rush into the Evil Qi.”
Filled with killing intent?
"Boss Tang, you have to stand firm!”
Wang Yifan smiled and didn't explain.
His hands trembled. One hand held the register of the underworld, and the other pressed on the names of Tang Jixiong's parents.
She raised her foot and stepped lightly on the tombstones of Tang Jixiong's parents.
Buzz!
In an instant, a green light shot out from the Netherworld Book.
It formed an arc of light on the ground like water ripples.
"Tang Anzhi, are Zhuang Hongying and her husband at home?”
"Come quickly!"
Wang Yifan was holding the population register of Yong 'an Yin Institution.
No matter how hard your Yin soul tries to hide, it can't escape from 'Yin Soul Capture'!
On the side, Tang Jixiong, who had been holding his breath and observing carefully, heard Wang Yifan say a string of strange words.
His parents 'graves!
Green smoke was actually emitted!
Smoke from the grave?
Even though Tang Jixiong was experienced and knowledgeable, he still opened his mouth wide and subconsciously spat out two words.
"F * ck!"
At this moment, two " people " wearing navy blue uniforms from the 1980s appeared in front of Wang Yifan.
When they saw Wang Yifan, the two 'people' were obviously very flustered.
He didn't know how to bow.
In the end, they looked at each other.
He said respectfully to Wang Yifan.
"I, Tang Anzhi and his wife, pay their respects to the supervisor envoy. May I know why you are here…?”
At this moment, in their eyes.
Although Wang Yifan was standing there, his entire body was emitting a lustrous light.
There was also a kind of power that was emitted from his body without being angry.
Especially the Yin Household Registration Book in his left hand, which was comparable to the Life and Death Book in Yama's hand!
The Life and Death Book was in charge of longevity!
The Yin household register was in charge of one's lifespan!
It could be said,"One stroke of his life, one stroke of his death!"”
Tang Anzhi and his wife were workers and died young. They were not even in their thirties when they passed away.
They were real commoners.
Even in Yong 'an Yin Abode, he was one of the many living beings.
They could not understand even if they racked their brains.
Why did the Underworld Supervisor find them?
This was…Checking the household register?
If her life was about to end, would he drag her to reincarnate?
'But don't we still have more than ten years to live?'
Just as Tang Anzhi and his wife were dumbfounded.
Wang Yifan smiled slightly and raised his sleeve to gently stroke the two of them. Then, he turned around and pointed to the side.
"Do you know this person?"
Tang Anzhi and his wife looked in the direction Wang Yifan was pointing.
He saw a man in his thirties with a tall nose, a broad face, and square eyes. He was wearing a suit.
Tang Anzhi could not help but frown when he saw this person.
"Hiss-"
"Why does this person look so familiar!"
Meanwhile, his wife, Zhuang Hongying, was already in tears.
"Xiong Xiong! My son! It's been hard on you all these years!"
Tang Anzhi was also stunned when he heard this.
"Is this our bear?"
He's already so old?
As they spoke, the two of them looked at each other, and the feeling of licking their calves immediately burst out.
The two of them moved their bodies and were about to pounce on Tang Jixiong.
On the side, Tang Jixiong only saw the two wisps of green smoke floating on the grave.
He made a turn in the air.
It actually pounced straight at him.
Accompanying it was a bone-piercing cold wind.
Even if he couldn't see it, Tang Jixiong knew that it was definitely a ghost. He only felt that his soul was about to leave his body.
He almost subconsciously fell to the ground!
"My life is over!"
Just as he was in despair.
A clear shout rang out!
It suddenly sounded.
"Mr. and Mrs. Tang, are you going to violate the heavenly law?!”
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