After patting his hands gently, Zhong Lihun smiled at Yang Feng and said, "Brother Feng, when you meet such a person in the future, don't listen to her nonsense. After verifying her identity, you will just take it away. Otherwise, so many souls in the mortal world will have to wait.

When we are reincarnated, what year and year will we do?”

"But isn't this a verification work? Do we only check the identity, and what if there is a wrong judgment in it?"

"Even if the judgment is wrong, it is his judgment. What does it have to do with us? We are to prevent these ghosts from impersonating and reincarnating with other people's identity cards."

"What? Are there ghosts that can replace them?"

Yang Feng was stunned and screamed in surprise, but suddenly heard a big man slamming the table and glaring at the trembling ghost in front of him, saying, "You are so brave. I have a fluctuation of soul power with the soul card.

If it is inconsistent, you dare to impersonate it? Go and die!"

boom!

With a loud bang, the man beat the ghost in front of him to death with just a wave of his hand.

The ghosts around him were trembling with fear, and Yang Feng also opened his eyes strangely: "Is there really a false impostor?"

“Isn’t this normal?”

Grinning, Zhong Lihun said unanimously: "These people come from all planes of the mortal world, what kind of treacherous and cunning people don't exist? After getting the verdict, he saw that he was going to hell if he had no chance of reincarnation in his next life.

, they will definitely not be willing to accept it, and they will take risks. At this time, they will grab a soul card with a good fate in their next life and want to be lucky enough to pretend to be reincarnation. But they don’t think about it carefully. We check here, are we here for a dry meal? Cut!

”

I see!

Mingran nodded, and Yang Feng asked again: "Then this impostor was shot to death, where is the original owner of the Soul Card?"

"It must have been killed by the impostor... Well, it should have been eaten and strengthened its soul power. Otherwise, the original owner would still be alive, and he would dare to use the soul card to impersonate it?"

"Oh, I didn't expect that there were people who blocked the road and robbed in the ghost circle?"

"Hey, as long as there are benefits, there are roadblocks everywhere. But he robbed the wrong place. Maybe he could impersonate someone else's identity in the mortal world, but in the eyes of the gods, these ghosts in the mortal world still want to get away with it.

Passing the test? It's simply a desperate situation, hahaha!"

Hahaha!

He laughed to the sky, and Yang Feng nodded deeply in agreement.

Yes, the gods are a dimensionality reduction attack on mortals. Mortals can deceive mortals, but if they want to fool the gods, they are

There is absolutely no such possibility, the power gap between the two sides is too big.

Using the mortal tricks to put them in the divine realm is simply to bring shame on oneself.

Thinking of this, Yang Feng began to continue the inspection work.

At the beginning, Yang Feng was like a recruiter at a campus job fair, taking every ghost who came to drink tea seriously, listening to their crying, unwilling to let go and howl, and then put them in the soul card and throwing them into the garbage dump.

But soon, Yang Feng became bored.

With so many people, endless ghosts waiting to check for reincarnation, chattering and noisy, Yang Feng lost his patience and never looked at them again.

Basically, after their verdict and soul power fluctuations, they were directly collected.

No wonder Chang Yanyan asked her father for leave. This kind of mechanical work without much technical content is really meaningless to do.

ha……

After yawning, Yang Feng held his cheek with one hand, squinted his eyes, took the next ghost's soul card, looked at it, and murmured: "Huangfu Ren, a tyrant, raped and plundered, committed all evil, sentenced to exile ten hell

Three thousand years old. I'm such a scumbag. Come on, the soul power fluctuation verification is consistent. Come to the bowl and I'll send you to hell!"

"Feng...Brother Feng? Is it you?Brother Feng..."

Suddenly, a trembling voice sounded.

Yang Feng was stunned, thinking that the voice was so familiar. When he looked up, his pupils shrank and he suddenly stood up: "Lao Jiu? Why are you?"

At this moment, the one standing in front of him was not someone else, but his good brothers in the lower world, Huangfu Ren and Huang Laojiu.

At that time, Huang Laojiu was still a big fat man with a graceful appearance, but at this time, he was full of vicissitudes and his eyes were no longer full of vicissitudes and joy.

Huangfu Ren... Why did I forget my brother's name? I used to calling Lao Jiu, but my real name is not very clear.

Yang Feng frowned slightly, and he cursed in his heart, then looked at Huangfu Ren's excited eyes and said, "Aren't you the emperor? You should keep magical medicine, and you will live your life. Even if you don't practice, your lifespan should not be so short.

, Why did you come here to report so quickly?”

"Brother Feng, I..."

Her mouth was full of bitterness, Huangfu Ren wanted to speak but stopped, then looked at Yang Feng's current position and said, "You...you are..."

"Oh, I'm..."

"The interns can get off work!"

Yang Feng

Just as he spoke, he had just said two words, and a loud shout rang out. Zhong Lihun and others stretched their waists and quickly walked to Yang Feng, patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "Brother Feng, those people

The Taoist Lord God has come to change shifts, so we interns can go back and rest, hahahaha.”

Intern... It turns out that they are just interns...

When his eyes darkened, the originally shining light in Huangfu Ren's eyes instantly dimmed, but he forced a smile on his face and said, "Congratulations, Brother Feng, you have become a god. Although you are just an intern now, I heard that

After an intern becomes a regular, he can become a real god, which is very powerful. It seems that it is not easy for an intern to become a regular, but I believe that with Brother Feng’s ability, he will definitely be able to become a regular, hehehe.”

Huang Laojiu smiled, and she still smiled cheerfully and sincerely as before.

But Yang Feng looked at him with only solemnity and solemnity.

"Student Yang Feng, you have changed classes. You can go back now. Leave the rest of the work to us."

At this time, a master god came to Yang Feng with a smile and wanted to take over the soul card in his hand, but he shook his hand and refused.

Yang Feng stared at Huang Laojiu's eyes and shook the soul card and said, "What's going on? Why did you become a tyrant?"

"That... Brother Feng, don't worry about this..."

Huang Laojiu was a little hesitant, but Yang Feng was still very determined and shouted: "I'm asking you, why have you become a tyrant? I understand my brother, you are all good at eating, drinking, gambling, and smoking. Who says that

You are a gentleman and good man. I was the first to slap him, but I absolutely don’t believe you say you are cruel, burning, killing, looting, and you will never believe it. At most, you are a foolish monarch, how could you become a tyrant and be sent to hell?”

"Brother Feng, I..."

"Say it!"

Yang Feng roared: "Give me an explanation, is it because my brother has changed, or is it because I was blind at the beginning and didn't see your heart clearly? Give me an explanation! If you are really a tyrant, I will cut off your robe now

Yi, I will personally drive you into the eighteenth level of hell, I don’t have you, my brother!”

Woo...No, don't ignore me...

After a sad heart, Huang Laojiu burst into tears in grievance, and finally fell to the ground weakly, crying: "Brother Feng, I am not a tyrant, I did not do bad things, I was wronged, wuwu!"

Bang!
Chapter completed!