I, the lord of ghost stories

Kushido Shunsuke had already bathed and cleansed himself, knelt down in front of the statue, and closed his eyes to repent.

His surroundings were pulled up with shimenawa, and talisman papers were hung layer by layer, arranged as a barrier.

Several witches circled around him, holding the salt box in their hands, and kept grabbing fine white salt from it and sprinkled it on the floor around him.

"Shusha" and "sha" are the sound of salt grains falling on the tatami and the floor.

The older priestesses used the freshly folded branches of the sacred tree to cut out the light white bark, and lightly whipped it in the air.

She chanted the mantra of praising God, and kept getting rid of her breath.

The light, like water, fluctuates rhythmically between the rituals.

With the progress of the ceremony, the snow-white, fine salt sprinkled on the ground changed.

Starting from the inner circle, it is gradually dyed cyan, the color deepens, and becomes black continuously.

Seeing such a scene, several young little witches showed panic in their eyes.

Holding the salt box, the speed at which they sprinkled salt could hardly keep up with the speed at which the salt was polluted.

These salts are just ordinary edible salt, but because of the blessing of God, they have the power to dispel evil spirits.

Usually weak and weird, just need to sprinkle salt to force them back.

It's just that they are still young, although they were selected and cultivated because of some basic temperament.

However, they have only studied as witches for a short time, and they haven't experienced many ceremonies. Seeing this situation, they are already a little panicked.

Shunsuke Kubado, who was kneeling on the ground, had a distorted and painful expression, and evil power began to vaguely emerge from his body.

Everyone saw that a translucent and illusory woman in red, with loose hair, stretched out her rotten arms, and hugged him tightly behind his back.

"Shunsuke...you are so cruel..."

It's like an affectionate whisper between lovers, but it carries an unforgettable curse.

"Accompany me... together...to hell..."

The woman blew lightly in Kabano Shunsuke's ear, and a rotten smell of the underground waterway that had been fermented for more than ten years swept over like the wind...

When she raised her head, on her pale and yellowed face, there were broken cracks like porcelain, mottled and layered, with a strange sense of shock.

A little witch who was going around spreading salt just saw this scene and was stunned.

"do not stop!"

The middle-aged witch yelled, then caught up, and the wicker whipped continuously, breaking up the aura that was rushing left and right in the barrier, trying to get out of the barrier.

"Evil spirit, quickly leave the man in front of you!"

"In my hand is a broken branch from the god tree. Blessed by the gods, if you hit it again, be careful to do it again! I advise you not to make mistakes!"

Between the wicker whips, tiny reddish lightning flashed.

At the same time, a gray-black aura was wiped out from the evil spirit's body.

Hearing the warning, the woman's evil spirit turned her face away without making a sound, and just endured all this silently...

From beginning to end, she did not try to resist.

Driven by the divine mantra, the willow stick soaked in the breath of the gods hit her like a red-hot iron every time, which can be said to be torture.

"It's really a deep and stubborn resentment..."

I'm really tired...

The middle-aged witch stopped.

Kushido Shunsuke was already in a coma, but still maintained a posture of kneeling on the ground.

The surrounding salt was sprinkled round and round, and half of the room was covered with salt.

It's just that most of them have been blackened and melted, and all of them are unusable.

The evil spirit's body was also scarred, and half of its body was already blurred, with a liquid like mist.

Yuu Sifengin appeared between the ceremony.

Sachiko followed closely behind.

There is an intoxicating blush on the face, and the whole person is radiant with glory, brimming with happiness from the inside out.

"Sister Sachiko, did you meet any happy event?"

When a little witch passed by, she gently tugged on her sleeves, and then her big eyes flickered, and she noticed something strange.

"Sister Sachiko, what you were wearing just now wasn't this..."

"Shh, shut up..."

Sachiko looked back and smiled lightly, her brows and eyes stretched, with a mixture of joy and anger, and when the little witch saw it, her breath was suddenly suffocated.

The girl understood immediately, her face flushed a little, and she lowered her head.

Many girls in Japan have their first love at the age of 12, and many things have been understood for a long time.

Seeing this scene, I naturally guessed something.

"Sister Sachiko is so lucky to be able to serve His Highness..."

"Hush...keep your voice down, Sister Sachiko is originally His Highness' shikigami..."

A few little witches quickly abandoned their worries just now, quietly biting their ears in a corner, and began to discuss.

Chapter 150 Eight Hundredth Story

"Why, haven't you finished yet?"

"Your Highness, this evil spirit is too stubborn. It is clearly sensible but just refuses to leave."

The middle-aged witch bowed and saluted, explaining:

"If the fight continues, I'm afraid the spirit will be wiped out, so..."

"Looks like seeing me, really wronged..."

Sifengyuan You understood it at a glance.

This female evil spirit endured the pain of being disintegrated, and insisted on seeing Sifeng Yuanyou.

It seems that the resentment is not usually deep.

Usually, when the shrine eliminates demons, it only removes the hazards and expels them, instead of killing them all, killing all the evil spirits and monsters...

This is to maintain the balance between Yin and Yang.

After receiving the ceremony, Yuu Sifeng stood in front of the statue and slowly pulled back the red cloth covering it.

The red light was like weaving, covering the entire ceremony room in a blink of an eye.

Faintly, behind him, there appeared many torii gates.

The light and shadow look illusory, but it can still be roughly seen that it is the shadow of Sifengin Shrine.

The torii gates are all made of high-quality wood, painted with vermilion lacquer, stretching for more than [-] layers, and lined up one by one.

The red light continued to intensify and become more intense, and then the torii slowly solidified, and a stone path emerged from nothing below.

There was a "boom", echoing in the spirituality of everyone present.

This sound was not heard in the ear, but exploded directly in the spiritual sense.

When I looked again, I was already under the big tree and in front of the torii gate.

"This is my domain of the gods,"

Yuu Sifeng was facing Shunsuke Kabado directly.

"Now, if you have anything to say, say it quickly."

A white light hangs down from the torii gate, bathing her in the light, and she is absorbed as soon as she shines.

At this time, he had already seen the face of this evil spirit in life.

Looking about twenty or so, the appearance is average.

Tears flowed from her eyes, little by little, and evaporated when they fell in mid-air.

"I hate...I hate myself..."

With a deep voice, she told her life.

"My name is Kabato Iyuki, and I once had a fiancé, Kashito Shunsuke."

Mentioning this name, Kawatoi Yuki gritted his teeth with hatred on his face.

"My family runs a Cupee hotel, so he deliberately curry favor with my father, married into my family, changed his surname to Cupee, and inherited the hotel."

"My father passed away not long ago, just in time for our wedding."

"At that time he didn't marry me, and I found out that he had a lover."

"He cheated my family's property, killed my father, and pushed me into the sea!"

"I hate it so much, he should die!"

Yuu Sifeng looked silently at a small figure behind her.

It was an almost formless fetus...

In other words, it is a mother-child spirit.

Letting out a breath, Sifeng Yuanyu was silent for a while.

"I'm sorry, I have already accepted the entrustment, I can't let you drag him to hell..."

"As for your revenge... you can wait for him to die in the underworld."

"If you can't wait, or you don't want to wait, there's nothing you can do about it."

"I'm not a god of justice, please find the wrong shrine."

"I can only send you to the underworld where you should go."

"I hope you can wait there until he ends up in hell...that's it."

After the calm voice fell, the surrounding light gradually gathered, fluctuated for a while, and then calmed down.

The red light gradually disappeared, and the phantom of the shrine also disappeared.

"Another one was sent away."

In the beginning, when encountering such a thing, Yuu Sifeng would save her out of sympathy, or fight against injustice.

However, now that I have seen a lot, Sifeng Yuanyu is also a little indifferent.

All sentient beings are suffering, all sentient beings are evil, they cannot be saved, there are too many, and they cannot be managed even if they want to.

At most, I will take care of my close ones a little bit.

As for the client, just do business.

"Sachiko, when the entrustment fee is received, let's mention the matter of Mr. Kushido."

"Yes."

Sachiko stood outside quietly, taking notes of what Yuu Sifeng said.

Although it is impossible to uphold justice, a quick urging can also make the truth come to light.

Yuu Sifeng did these things not to show the dead, but based on his own thoughts.

"Your Highness, the hour is almost here."

Sachiko reminded softly.

The last ray of red light is reluctant to let go, and it is still refusing to sink below the horizon when it is about to fall.

The thin twilight has quietly swept from the silhouettes of the houses and the sides of the road, and submerged into the atmosphere.

On the roads inside and outside the shrine, red lanterns are hung, and the stone lanterns on the side of the road are lit with colored lights, reflecting colorfully.

Since the expansion of the shrine, it has been arranged as a park, and there are many tourists even at night.