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

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　　Wang Yifan frowned.

　　I thought to myself: 'What's going on?Why are there so many people all at once! '

　　At this time, he saw Tang Tianbao riding a big horse in Qingtang galloping under the platform.

　　Take one person into the temple!

　　While the others crowded outside the hall, looking inside.

　　Wang Yifan frowned and asked, pointing to the outside of the hall.

　　"Tang Tianbao, the general of the criminal name, what are these people outside the hall doing here? But the people who complained?"

　　Tang Tianbao smiled bitterly.

　　"My lord, the people who watch from the outside are the people of the nearby yin. They all want to come and watch the fun when they hear someone beating the drum of injustice!"

　　"These people are all people under Linhai's rule. I don't want to be cold-hearted, so let them follow along!"

　　"My lord, if you think these people are noisy, I will order people to drive them back!"

　　In the yin, although there is no shortage of money, food, and grass, everything else is almost the same as the yang.

　　But the only thing missing is the entertainment.

　　Many of the people of the ghosts in Linhai's major yin, not to mention seeing the judge's trial, have never heard of it.

　　The day before, Wang Yifan tried the case of Granny Hua's family on the top of Phoenix Mountain.

　　It was directly conveyed by the ghosts of those who were onlookers at that time.

　　The reputation of Wang Chenghuang's iron-faced judge is also getting bigger and bigger.

　　Since Wang Yifan placed the drum of grievances yesterday, many people have been staring at the drum, waiting for someone to beat it for the first time.

　　It's hard to see people knocking on it!

　　How could they not come to see the fun?

　　In the minds of these people, since the first trial was a public trial, wouldn't the subsequent cases not be available for public trial?

　　Seeing thousands of seaside people, they eagerly looked into the hall.

　　Wang Yifan pondered for a while, then suddenly raised his hand.

　　"It doesn't matter, I have nothing to do with people! As long as these ghosts don't enter the temple and affect the judgment, let them follow the case together outside the temple! Let's see whether the judge's judgment is fair!"

　　Hearing this, Tang Tianbao let out a sigh of relief.

　　He led so many people to Yinsi Yamen, and he couldn't help but beat the drums in his heart.

　　I was afraid that Wang Yifan would be blamed, but now I see Wang Yifan agreeing.

　　He immediately walked outside the hall and shouted.

　　"You heard it just now, Wang Chenghuang said that we can't tell anyone what we are doing! You can all check the case here!"

　　but!If someone dares to roar in the court and make a commotion in the chaos, don't blame the general's mourning stick, and only recognize the law and not the person!

　　Hearing that Wang Yifan really agreed with the people watching the trial, it was too late for these ghosts to be happy.

　　Where dare there be a half-point violation.

　　They hurriedly said, "Don't worry, my lord, we'll just watch and not talk!"

　　An old grandmother with red sleeves even shouted: "Yes, I know a lot of people here. If anyone dares to speak out loudly and disrupt the discipline, my Aunt Ding will come to your house!"

　　"That's right, don't talk, don't talk, and watch the adult judge the case!"

　　Several people are still shouting.

　　"Snapped!"

　　But at this moment, a gavel suddenly sounded!

　　This gavel seems to have pressed the pause button on the world!

　　The surroundings immediately quieted down, and needles could almost be heard in the entire hall!

　　At this time, Wang Yifan's voice was as loud as gold and iron.

　　"Who is beating the drum of injustice! Take a step to the palace!"

　　After this sound, the eyes of everyone inside and outside the hall were focused on the person who had just brought in by Tang Tianbao.

　　It's just... that man's face was dull, as if he had never heard Wang Yifan's voice.

　　He just stayed in the temple, neither speaking nor acting.

　　Because it was originally a ghost, everyone seemed to see that he didn't even breathe!

　　"what's going on?"

　　Wang Yifan frowned, gathered the judge's eyes, and looked at the man.

　　I saw that this man was in his thirties and fives, and he was in his forties. He was wearing a helmet, a scruffy beard, and his hair was messed up into a chicken coop. He was wearing a red sweater with fried threads. With dust, has turned white.

　　The safety shoes on my feet are relatively new, but they are still stained with wet cement.

　　see this situation.

　　Wang Yifan's eyebrows could not help but lift upwards.

　　"This person looks very familiar, seems to have seen it somewhere!"

　　Thinking of this, he suddenly had a whim.

　　He turned his head suddenly to look at Tang Tianbao.

　　"Tang Tianbao, the person in the hall, but the dead ghost I found yesterday on the factory wall?"

　　A day ago, Wang Yifan turned into the sun god for the first time and led people to patrol the city. Before passing the City God Temple, he arrested several wandering ghosts.

　　The one in front of him is the first wicked ghost he caught!

　　Hearing the master's question, Tang Tianbao immediately said yes!

　　"Reporting to the lord, this person is the dead ghost who was caught in the yin the day before!"

　　"It's just..." Tang Tianbao smiled bitterly: "It's just that he has been in this sluggish state since he was arrested. When asked who his surname is and where he lives, he didn't answer! He just kept yelling to go home. !"

　　This sound is going home.

　　Seems to be a clue.

　　The dead ghost who was stunned on the spot shook his body violently.

　　He looked around blankly.

　　"I want to go home, I want to go home, I want to see my Shiyu, I want to see my Shiyu!"

　　With that said, the middle-aged man was spinning around like a lunatic.

　　See this happening!

　　Wang Yifan frowned. People have three souls and six souls. This middle-aged man obviously lost his soul, leaving only one remnant.

　　He pressed the judge's table, slowly got up, and walked to the man.

　　Then, the people watching from the outside of the hall saw it.

　　The dignified Linhai King Chenghuang actually turned around slowly around this bewildered man.

　　While turning, he was still chanting words.

　　"Who are you? Who are you?"

　　The middle-aged man was taken aback: "Who am I? Am I?"

　　"Who are you? Who is your last name?"

　　Wang Yifan is not simply circling around this middle-aged man, but the "Yu Bu" is walking under his feet!

　　Wang Yifan's family was the tenth generation of monument engravers. Because of the transportation of monuments, he often encountered ghosts.

　　It's normal to be scared out of your mind!

　　Therefore, his family has a unique method to summon.

　　Usually, children are often frightened and lost their souls, and adults often touch their earlobes and ankles to conjure their souls!

　　And Wang Yifan is now doing this trick!

　　It's "questioning"!

　　This question is often asked and answered by oneself. According to legend, when the mana is huge, it can not only attract the soul of the current life, but even the soul of the previous life!

　　At this time, I heard Wang Yifan ask: Who is your surname?

　　There was a hint of doubt in the middle-aged man's eyes.

　　he said slowly.

　　"Who's my surname? My surname is Cui?"

　　"Yes! My surname is Cui! My surname is Cui!"

　　Just when there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

　　Wang Yifan suddenly stood opposite him.

　　He opened his mouth wide, used his yang stamina, and slowly exhaled a sigh of yin.

　　"People surnamed Cui, come back to your soul! People surnamed Cui, come back to your soul!"

　　I only heard a burst of reference from the void.

　　The people outside the hall suddenly turned around.

　　I saw two white ghosts coming from the sky.