I, the lord of ghost stories

"So, may I ask if the content in this book is true?"

"Although many people don't know, we still know your identity."

"Ah, this story..."

In fact, Yuu Sifeng is not sure whether the Wanhua mirror exists in this world, as well as the hotel in the deep mountain, and the dream guard who shows the Wanhua mirror everywhere... Lianhua.

However, from what Vivienne I met on the mountain that time, it seems that... it exists, right?

Sifengyuan Yuu supported his forehead and began to have a headache.

He didn't know about it when he wrote the book.

However, even if there is, it's nothing...

Judging from the original book, the power of Wanhua Jing is not incredible, and it may not be comparable to Sifeng Yuanyu.

"Any questions?"

After all, Wanhua Mirror is nothing more than a love story, so it shouldn't have any impact, right?

"That's right, someone saw the characters in the book running out, running out of the book! It caused a big commotion."

Inaba Takamasa put the book on the table and told the story with a serious expression.

"what?"

what are you saying?

If you really encounter the original version of the fog branch of the camp, it is still possible.

Walking out of the book, how is this possible?

This is just an ordinary novel.

Chapter 270 IX You Are Really Welcome

"It's true! Many people have seen Bonzhi Mist Branches! There are still people who are looking for Miss Lianhua who is selling the Wanhua Mirror!"

Takamasa Inaba saw Sifengin Yuu's obvious disbelief, and strengthened his tone.

"If this kind of thing happens, shouldn't it be suppressed first?"

"It was supposed to be like this in theory, but at that time, a street photography event happened to be included... You also know that since entering the modern supernatural events, it is difficult to completely block it."

"There are always people like that who like to pursue excitement, warn them repeatedly, and still insist on going to death... We have no choice but to lock them up first to protect them."

For a moment, Yuu Sifeng even felt moved by this proposal.

If there weren't so many ghost bloggers who like haunted house adventures, wouldn't it be responsible for more people?

This thought disappeared in a blink of an eye, Yuu Sifeng bowed his head slightly, and tapped the fan on the palm of his left hand bit by bit, slowly.

"Since this is the case, it seems that I have to go."

Running around openly in front of the crowd, and stepping out of the book with the character in Sifengyuan Yushu, such a frenzied way of appearance can only be deliberately causing trouble for him.

What are these monsters trying to do?

These small troubles could not have caused much substantial impact...

A strong wind whizzed past outside, causing the sliding door to sway.

Just like Sifeng Yuanyu's mood at this time, he felt uneasy inexplicably.

"It's not too late, so let's go now?"

Takashi Inaba asked.

"Please wait a moment, there are still some urgent matters at the shrine, and I need to deal with them urgently."

Yuu Sifengyuan bowed slightly with an apologetic face.

He, the human god, is the shrine's biggest military force, but it is basically not his turn to make a move in normal times.

Human gods are very rare. If you want to reincarnate a god-turned spirit and come to this world, the chance of success is very low.

There are many shrines, and there are no human gods at all.

Sifengyuan Family Shrine used to be quite mixed. It trained warriors, witches, priests, and onmyojis. Basically, they were all mixed together.

There are more warriors, fewer witches, and priests from generation to generation, and the above three can be said to also practice some spells.

Contrary to what many people imagine, it doesn't mean that you can train whoever you want.

Onmyoji needs talent, in fact, other professions are the same.

The boundaries between them are not so clear, and they often learn what they can learn.

At the worst time, the shrine was out of stock, leaving only one priest, one samurai, and two apprentice priestesses, barely maintaining the stability of the territory.

The cost of cultivating a professional who is capable of removing spirits is very high... It is not just a matter of money and time, but also the divine power that the Lord God is willing to give.

Until recent years, the shrine has expanded in size, more branches have been established, and the places that need to be guarded have expanded.

As the club, with more choices, it gradually expanded the number of training places...more than doubled.

Even so, the resident manpower of the agency seems to be stretched.

"Is it something about the area guarded by the shrine? Miss Gui mentioned it when I came here just now, and it seems that a lot of troubles have been discovered."

Takamasa Inaba took the initiative to speak:

"If you don't mind, maybe I can help too."

"Don't look at my age, I actually went to Shinto University, and I graduated in the top [-] of my age!"

"Thank you so much!"

Yuu Sifeng smiled and covered his hand, shaking it gently.

"This shrine is in short supply of manpower, you can give charcoal in a timely manner, Asakawa Shrine will never forget your kindness of helping!"

"Uh, okay..."

In fact, he was just being polite.

"Sachiko, Sachiko."

With a bang, the door opened, and Sachiko was wearing a kimono, kneeling and sitting in the corridor outside the door.

The wall lamp in the corridor emits a faint light, illuminating her slim back.

"Principal Inaba promised to support us, quickly take out the backlog of entrustment lists, and ask some Inaba-samas to have a look."

Sachiko raised her head, with confusion and hesitation, and glanced at Priest Inaba who was holding hands by Yuu Sifuin, whose face was flushed.

"Yes, please wait a moment."

In the end, without saying anything, she walked away with small steps, and the sound of her footsteps gradually moved away.

The wind and rain beat on the eaves of the corridor, fell on the pool, fell on the leaves, and soon drowned out the sound of her footsteps.

Outside the opened sliding door, there were two figures standing by the door.

Qin Yin knelt by the door, waiting for Si Fengyuan's order from inside.

"Yuu, you actually asked a customer to help you."

She had been listening for a while, and was waiting for Yuu Sifengyuan to come out.

Qin Yin's fingertips caressed her hanging hair unconsciously.

Her hair has also grown long. After a period of witch training, she has successfully turned normal, and she has also begun to grow hair to preserve her spiritual power.

As a part of the human body, hair can also be used as a medium for surgical procedures.

Usually save a part of the spiritual power, which can be cut off when necessary and used to fight against the enemy.

"You're not at the shrine, so you don't know. There are only four samurai who have killed demons in the shrine's generation, and two official priests who have passed the priest's assessment. Including me and Sachiko-sama, there are only six official priestesses."

"If you count the onmyojis from the branch family, the total number of them can be considered as an official combat force, but there are actually no more than 40 people."

"30 people may seem like a lot, but each branch office must have at least one official ability user."

"In this way, there will not be many people who can be transferred."

"Branches have been built one after another in the past five or six years, and many seniors with strength and qualifications have chosen to preside over the branch."

"For a long time, the company's spirit removal business has actually been somewhat stretched, and it takes time to train candidates."

"Before, it was Yudian who worked hard and suppressed it personally. If there is no shortage of manpower, the signs will be more obvious."

"Actually, I was brought back because of lack of manpower."

"Qianxuedian and Youdian have no other choice... All the combat power of the shrine has been dispatched, and even the elders who are retiring in the capital have rushed over to help."

"As for a rookie like me who just became a regular, I actually don't have enough strength to accept the commission."

Indoors, Takashi Inaba was looking at the order list that Sachiko had brought, a long list dragged from the table to the ground.

The dense records are all entrusted lists.

In addition, there is also a thick information booklet, which is all information related to the commissioned content.

Seeing that there were probably dozens of pieces, Takashi Inaba's expression changed positively, and he gasped.

"Is that much?"

This is almost several times the entrustment under normal circumstances.

"Master Inaba, how many pieces would you like to choose?"

Yuu Sifeng extended his hand to him.

"Sifeng Yuandian, you are so impolite!"

Chapter 280 Tawara House

"You actually let customers work for the shrine? I thought you were just talking."

Inaba Takamasa shook his head helplessly.

In some places, Sifeng Yuanyou didn't look like a native of Japan.

"Master Inaba is so enthusiastic, how can I ignore your kindness?"

Sifengyuan smiled and respected him with a cup of tea.

"Then I can't help it. I'll just choose a few pieces."

Flipping through it casually, a photo on a file came into view.

"This video, the curse of seven-day death, the female ghost who can crawl out of the TV... seems very interesting. It seems to be a person with natural psychic abilities, who turns into a powerful ominous spirit after death."

"And this one, a family of three died, a female ghost named Jiaye, hey, this seems a little strange."

From the open information booklet, he dug out photos and related information.

"This looks like some kind of means of cultivating ghosts... A woman named Jiaye, all three of her family turned into evil spirits, and even a cat spirit, this is too outrageous! It must be some kind of ghosts !"

"I'm afraid this is the work of some evil magicians."

As expected of a senior priest working in the Shinto Hall, after looking through it for a while, he saw a lot of doubts.

"The videotape of the seven-day death curse, and this Kayako, let me investigate."

"Then leave it to Inaba-sama."

……

Kyoto, Tawara.

Walking into this ancient hotel, all the time seems to be reversed suddenly, and the breath of life of Kyoto people permeates unconsciously.

Tawara House is the head of the "Three Imperial Households". It changes its style of Japanese art every month, and even daily necessities such as bedding must pursue the unity of comfort and beauty.

In the quiet and beautiful courtyard, a few green bamboos are pillowed on the stone strips, and clear streams flow out of the bamboo tubes.

In the spotless antique Japanese-style corridor, the orange standing lamp at the end of the corridor and the white wall lamp on the wall have soft light, illuminating the room just right.