I, the lord of ghost stories

It is filled with a lot of radicals, who will use any means to achieve their goals.

Because of their aggressiveness and the attitude of those who have trouble shouting at monsters, Sifeng Yuanyu doesn't like them very much.

If an excuse is really given, and they make use of it, it is hard to say how long this monster street in Asakawa City will be open.

After all, there are not many places in Japan where monsters and humans can coexist harmoniously, except for Asakusa.

Asakawa City has only gradually improved in recent years as the influence of Sifenginyu has increased.

These monsters are a strong support group for Yuu Sifeng, so it is not easy to ignore them.

"Understood, our trade union will supervise this place, and we must not let people from the Yin Yang Bureau follow."

"This place has finally improved in the past ten years. The rare shelter for monsters is absolutely not allowed to be destroyed by foreign monsters!"

The cane tapped twice on the ground, and two young girls wearing black and white plaid skirt uniforms of waiters came from the shop behind.

They were still holding some fine powdery objects in the small pockets.

"Speaking of which, do you know [Yao Yan]?"

"Look at this."

"what is this?"

Yuu Sifeng and Xizi frowned at the same time.

A strong demonic aura, mixed with a pungent smell... In short, it can be as strange as it needs to be.

"This is the high-grade demon smoke produced by the Kamakura monsters as the main product."

"They originally sold a variety of hedonic products for monsters, mixed with strong monsters, such as cigarettes, alcohol, etc... But the problem is that they also secretly sell these things to humans."

"...to humans? I remember these were banned commodities after the war? Especially cigarettes."

These days, it is more profitable for monsters to do business with humans than to do business with monsters.

The number of monsters is completely incomparable to that of humans. In terms of influence... Although many monsters have a high status in human society, more monsters are too weak after all, and their business acumen is limited. It's hard to say how much money you have on hand.

"Well, although the demon smoke is harmless to monsters, it will have an overly strong influence on humans who cannot resist the demon aura."

"Some of the human beings who obtained these smokes this time lost consciousness due to the poisoning of the evil spirit, or suffered from the symptoms caused by the poisoning, and some almost died.

On the surface, it was treated as drug poisoning, but behind the scenes, the Bureau of Yin and Yang was actually taking action. "

I don't know where the cat mother-in-law got the news, maybe it's a foreign monster?

"I see.

In this way, it will naturally make the Yin-Yang Bureau, which regards monsters as a thorn in its side, stare at it. "

"Regarding this point, it can only be said that the group of Kamakura monsters who were tempted by money did it to themselves."

"Yes, the unfortunate thing about Kamakura monsters is that there is no union like ours that can strictly ban things before things happen... I remember that the Kamakura union seemed to go bankrupt ten years ago..."

What a tragedy... The trade union died in bankruptcy, which sounds very bleak.

After all, the era of monsters has passed, and their influence has been declining year by year.

Then, it talked about the frequent occurrence of "demon products" produced by youkai and circulated among humans.

Especially many antiques and books.

Such old things with a sense of history are generally believed to contain countless stories behind them, and human beings are very easily attracted by such commodities.

These commodities may have been accidentally sold by youkai without malice, or they may have been deliberately circulated among humans with evil intentions.

But in the end, youkai who actually endanger humans, or engage in business that may endanger humans, will be treated as enemies of mankind and punished.

At this time, the Yin-Yang Bureau, which obeys the orders of the above, will start to take action and deal with it secretly.

"That's probably the way it is, I've figured it out."

"By the way, cat mother-in-law, Lichuan Ryo is following that cat, do you know that?"

"Your cousin...that's a black cat from outside. It went to work in a newly opened factory a few days ago."

Chapter 110 Three Sweatshops

The gray iron sky, the pattering rain, and the long silver line across the sky.

Between the sky and the earth, there is the sound of rain.

Quiet.

The large wooden bone umbrella, unattended, floats in the rain by itself.

Under the umbrella, all in white.

Sifengyuan strolled leisurely in the rain, and walked across the bridge deck of the closed old flyover.

Not far away, on another overpass separated by barbed wire, several cars passed quickly.

In a blink of an eye, it returned to calm.

"Your Highness, in front of you is the factory run by those foreign monsters."

The oil-paper umbrella followed in the footsteps of Yuu Sifeng and floated forward in sync.

Tangsan Xiaoseng is the name of this monster.

In the past, it was similar to the existence of Fu Sangshen, who transformed from a large group of Tang umbrellas and became a monster.

At the moment when the Tang umbrella was replaced by the plastic umbrella, it has become a very rare monster.

"The monsters from Kamakura ran to Asakawa City, didn't they report to the local monster union?"

"Yes, we've been waiting for them for a long time. There are very few monsters in Kamakura who voluntarily report."

On the umbrella surface, two small eyes were exposed, like beans.

"Youkai in Kamakura don't follow the rules!"

This little monk with a Tang umbrella pointed the way for Sifeng Yuanyou with a mouthful of "lie".

"This was originally an abandoned factory area. In the past, a businessman took land to build an ice cream factory, specializing in the production of various brands of delicious ice cream."

"But the factory was built and all the machines were bought, but the capital chain also collapsed. I don't know where others have gone to hide their debts."

"This place has been abandoned. The creditors have removed everything that can be moved away. Only the factory building has been abandoned here for several years."

The factory building is indeed deserted.

At least a thousand square meters of factory buildings, weeds and shrubs growing wildly in front of the door, are half the height of a person.

There are fields all around, and only a concrete road passes the gate.

The old and dilapidated tiles are blue-black, and the red bricks are exposed on the unpainted exterior wall.

Two large rusty iron gates were blocked in front of it in darkness.

There are yellow and green weeds inside the door.

It can be seen from the fence of the gate that the factory building has several floors.

They are all rough cement brick surfaces, without painting, and there are no doors and windows.

A gust of wind blew by, making a whining sound.

"It's really barren."

Yuu Sifeng put his hands in his sleeves and walked forward, but he didn't make any movements.

A crisp sound of "Dang Clang" was heard.

The long chains fell, and there was a dull vibration under the feet.

The gate slowly parted left and right, and the withered and yellow grass blades fell to the two sides, giving way to the faintly visible path.

Walk in and gradually hear voices.

The sound of the machine running is very rhythmic.

"Didn't you eat?!"

There was a "snap", and there was such a sound in the middle.

"Color me orange!"

"Coloring! I still don't understand coloring!"

"Snapped".

That was the sound of the whip being thrown in the air.

"The finished ice cream is poured into the mold, and then the shiny varnish is added!"

"Such a beautiful and delicious ice cream is easy to sell!"

"Do you understand?"

"I've repeated it so many times!"

"I still don't understand, I don't have lunch today!"

In the harsh factory building, a ghost wearing a dark blue overalls, holding a whip, constantly swinging on the ground, walking back and forth, monitoring the working monsters.

Numbly operating the machine, numbly pouring raw materials into molds, numbly painting, numbly carrying things...

The machine roared continuously, and the ice cream was produced on the assembly line. After several processes, it was finally packaged and turned into a finished product, packed into a box, and sent to a truck parked in a row.

This ghost, with horns like a bull, is tall and powerful. It is a bull ghost.

"Hey, why are you not motivated to work?!"

"Do you want to fish?"

The angry bull ghost caught a black cat with slack eyes. Instead of pulling it down, he took out a remote control with densely packed buttons from his waist pocket.

"You are lucky, this is the [Labor's Most Glorious] collar that I just got from abroad."

When Sifengyuan looked closely, the black cat's messy fur had a steel collar that was almost cut into the flesh.

A whole layer of flesh had been rubbed off around the collar, and there were scars and bloodstains.

"If you don't work hard, you will be punished by electric shock!"

Push the button hard.

"Crackling", the black cat was trembling all over, and there was faint black smoke coming out.

Soon there was a burnt smell in the air.

The fate of this black cat is not an exception.

Besides this bull ghost, there are other bull ghosts.

The factory owner was an extraordinarily tall bull ghost, wearing a suit, with a tail dragging behind him, and with small scars on his face, he looked very sinister and cunning.

He patrolled and sometimes called on the phone, as if he was in contact with someone.

Sifeng Yuanyu didn't disturb him, and took a rough look around.

The monsters working here include the Temari kappa, a small and harmless monster, and some monsters that have transformed from animals, such as cats, dogs, and raccoons... These weak monsters, under the pressure of the cow ghost, cannot Not forced to work here.

"A monster that has not been registered is not qualified to open a factory here."

Yuu Sifeng took out his phone and sent a message.

"It needs to be seized here, and the monsters involved in the incident must be educated well."

"Forced labor or something, it's too much!"

"Yes, yes!"

The little monk Tangsan blinked in agreement.

"Their hourly wage is only 200 yen, which is too much!"

"Even if you are a slave owner, you are more ruthless than a slave!"

An hourly wage of at least 800 yen is considered normal.

With an hourly wage of 200 yen, even a monster would think this is a sweatshop. . .