I, the lord of ghost stories

Lian Ji felt remorse in her heart.

If only Tsurumi Rie had just been found, he would have dragged him away.

If it is in this world, maybe a few hours can escape.

But being pulled out of this world, there is no other way.

The Nether World is said to be the realm where the God of Kunitsu lives—but in fact, the God of Kunitsu also lives in Takamahara.

The so-called secluded world also specifically refers to the fuzzy area in the ordinary world, close to the present world.

Changshi is a world of spirits, limited but unbounded, with many completely different rules from this world.

The existence of the Nether World is one of the facts, and this place is almost like a reflection.

Although it is not yet an eternal land opened up by the gods, the gods can fully display their divine power.

There was no possibility of them escaping at all.

"Wait, I'm the princess of the Xuenv family, I can pay the ransom!"

Lian Ji raised one hand, sweat dripping down her forehead.

"The Xuenv family... I've heard about it, why did you join Hundred Stories?"

The relationship between the Snow Maiden and human beings is very close. From a very early age, there have been stories of beautiful Xue Nu marrying humans.

Lian Ji replied very obediently:

"Because the seniors in the clan once made an agreement with her, so I will serve her before I reach adulthood, until that agreement expires."

"So, what is she going to do?"

"She sent me away!"

"Just let me do some insignificant things, and never let me know what to do."

Yuu Sifengin nodded silently.

Sure enough...it's not that easy to know.

All that was sent out were smoke bombs.

Lian Ji sat on the spot, looking pitiful.

Tsurumi Rie curled up on the inside of the sofa, trying not to attract attention to herself.

"Then, princess of the Xuenv family, what should I call you?"

"You can just call me love."

Facing Sifengyuan Yu's cold gaze, Lian Ji struggled to force out a pale and feeble smile.

"No surname?"

"Yes, but usually based on place names."

"Then, Lian Ji, remember to call for the two ransoms."

"Yes... my lord will send it to your house."

Yuu Sifengin turned and left, the stagnant time around him began to flow again, and small noises came into his ears.

"Huh... I was let go!"

Lian Ji, who was originally sitting calmly, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, holding her wide sleeves, and gracefully wiping the fine sweat from her forehead.

Beads of sweat froze along the way, turning into drops of ice and rolling to the ground.

Her elegant movements froze in place.

"I was really killed by the promise. The promise my grandmother made, but I was asked to repay it-this kind of tradition is really old-fashioned!"

"When I become the patriarch, I will change this tradition!"

"I was so scared to death, I thought I was going to be arrested!"

Tsurumi Rie put the library book on her face, and slowly slid down the sofa as if her whole body was falling apart.

"Ah, I'm dead... The team leader didn't say anything... That must be God, it must be God! It must be God!"

"Rie."

Lian Ji looked at the girl in sailor suit with mid-length hair lying on the sofa, her eyes were thoughtful.

"What's wrong? Sister Lian Ji?"

"Just now... it must be the good luck you brought!"

"Sure enough, Zashiki-douji can bring good luck! Rie, I think..."

Lian Ji showed a kind smile.

"No, you don't want to!"

Tsurumi Rie shielded her chest with both hands, looking disgusted.

"I don't want to live in the snow mountain!"

"What does that matter, it's very cool in the snow mountain now."

“Cool all year round!”

"It's better than..."

"No!"

"You can introduce beautiful youkai to people~"

"don't want--"

"It's so boring seeing you, Tsuru!"

"It's Sister Lianji's joke, it's not funny at all!"

While the two girls were chattering and fighting, in an undetectable realm, a breath as vast and boundless as the starry sky lingered in place, lingering and lingering.

"You really don't know... After all, you are a child."

Judging by the age of the monsters, they are all very young, and it is presumably impossible to participate in the core.

Sifeng Yuanyu didn't mean to care about the two children.

"Try to see if you can find it directly."

The spiritual sense of God, along a faint line between them, pointed to a certain distant direction.

Just when Sifeng Yuanyou was about to learn some key points, his spiritual sense suddenly seemed to be entangled in cotton wool.

There was a trance in front of his eyes, as if a thin white mist rose up, which cut off his tracing.

Tried it a few times, and saw a thick cloud of mist directly every time.

"The power of God blocked me!"

"This feeling seems to be the divinity of the royal family."

"It seems to be taking shelter of someone related to the royal family, or the god... Prince Nei? Or some ancestor god?"

"This can indeed stop me for a while."

"However, the passing of geese leaves a sound, and the passing of people leaves traces. The monsters have existed for so long, and the traces left in this world are not limited to one or two places."

Chapter 290 The Second Last Banquet

Kyoto, Tawara.

Qing Xingdeng was sitting on the sofa, and there was a very rich breakfast on the coffee table in front of him.

In the beautifully decorated white porcelain blue plate, there are rice, miso soup, pickled vegetables, grilled fish, small hot pot, egg rolls, vegetable salad, cold salad, tofu, and plums.

A small square box of delicacies, which contains mullet roe, sansho sardines, and fish cakes.

Qing Xingdeng used these skillfully, chewing slowly bit by bit, with an elegant and dignified posture.

Her favorite here is the tofu, which is served in an insulated and heated wooden barrel, served with minced ginger and shallots and light soy sauce.

The texture of tofu in Kyoto is moist and tender. After all, 90.00% of the ingredients in tofu are water. The water quality in Kyoto is good, and the quality of natural tofu is also high.

Ordinary people are already in a state of dying after eating here, but she continued to taste without changing her face.

"Your Highness, the Piaoting Yuzi you want."

A short monk wearing a bamboo hat, carefully holding a food box, passed by the corridor.

"Come back from Piaoting so soon?"

Qing Xingdeng's slender eyes looked at it, and at the moment the food box was opened, the corners of his lips curved up in a happy arc.

"That's right, Piaoting's craftsmanship is still as authentic as it is!"

As soon as the famous "Piaoting Yuzi" came up, the eyes of all monsters were attracted by the half-frozen egg yolk.

The whole body is transparent, with a slender feeling that can be broken by blowing, and has a very refreshing taste.

Add mullet roe, sea bream sushi, tamagoyaki, etc. to make a platter.

"Piaoting still remembers my taste back then, it's very good."

Qing Xingdeng nodded reservedly, his thoughts seemed to return to the past.

She ran to the Piaoting Pavilion for dinner and asked:

"Aside from tea fruit, what else can be presented?"

So the cook took the eggs laid by the chickens in the courtyard and boiled them.

This wonderful half-cooked state is also a balance achieved after repeated trials.

"Time is amazing. Before you know it, such a long time has passed."

Sighing like this, she took a portion first, and then the little monk carried the food box and distributed it to other monsters.

However, not all monsters are interested in food.

"Xue Nu has been away for so long, why hasn't she come back?"

A few subordinates of the monsters sat near Qingxing Lantern, ate their snacks like ordinary people, and then carried them like this

"Maybe he didn't come back, come, have a drink."

The other monster held up a small cup, touched it lightly, took a sip each, and chatted with the parents while serving the appetizers.

"Yuki-onna and Zashiki-douji haven't come back at this time... Is something wrong?"

Qing Xingdeng rubbed the center of his brows, frowning in thought.

She hadn't waited for them to go back for a long time, and she had a faint feeling that something was wrong.

Sifeng Yuanyu is not a fool, she will definitely find her... She also has arrangements for this, and she will be discovered by accident in a short while.

It's just hard to tell after a long time.

Sensing the imminent threat of Sifeng Yuanyu, she made up her mind and took out a letter that she kept close to her.

The letter was written by her herself, and she remembered every word clearly.

But the matter is so important that she dare not be careless. At this time, she started it again, read it carefully several times, and checked it repeatedly. After there were no mistakes, she breathed a sigh of relief and waved to call a bird monster:

"You go, send this letter to the palace, remember to hand it to her personally, just say..."

"All the conditions, the concubine has agreed!"

"I invite His Royal Highness, the Inner Prince, to personally preach the will for the concubine."

"No! No!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she vetoed it by herself. She paced back and forth several times in the same place, thought it over and over again, and still felt that it was inappropriate.

Although the tengu's speed is fast, it is weaker and may attract some extra attention... In short, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong.

"Forget it, I will go in person in a while!"

Qing Xingdeng sighed deeply, and finally closed his eyes.