I, the lord of ghost stories

This monster's subordinate was wearing a black suit and trousers, with a mustache on his very characteristic chin, and a worried look under his round-rimmed glasses.

"Indeed, what you said is correct, but... I don't really want to hear it."

She looked at the tea soup in the cup with a calm expression. In the emerald green liquid, the tea leaves were tumbling and floating, which was very elegant.

"Miss this opportunity, you say, can I have a second time?"

Qing Xingdeng shook his head lightly, as if he was asking Miki, and also as if he was asking and answering himself.

Ruyun's beautiful hair, which hung down to her waist, also slowly swayed with this movement.

"No, I understand how difficult this step is."

"I have come all the way from an ordinary monster, to becoming a big monster, and then to form Hundred Monogatari, to become the master of Hundred Monogatari, and then to become a wild god... It has been very smooth along the way, but there is no way ahead."

"The Lord of Hundred Ghosts can still tolerate it, but the Dajiangshan Ghost King was crusaded... Look, even in the Heian Era, when ghosts were most prosperous, humans and gods would not allow him to survive."

"Shuten-douji, the ghost king of Dajiangshan, he established a kingdom of monsters in Dajiangshan, and he was even expected to become the master of monsters in Dongying...so he died."

"Neither gods nor human beings can allow the master of monsters who is above the demon king, and even the demon king must die."

"The path of monsters is dead."

"The path of the wild god is also very narrow."

"Almost all Gao Tianyuan theogonies were added when they were formed, and very few were added later."

"Can I miss this opportunity?"

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The straw sandals step on the ground slowly, with leather on the surface and waterproof straw sandals.

At the same time, a drizzle fell from the sky.

On the dark asphalt road, the raindrops bounced like soybeans.

Yuu Sifengin looked up into the distance, the dark and cloudy sky was full of sadness.

Among the raindrops, the wind with a little humidity and coolness dilutes the heat of summer.

It's the summer weather that Yuu Sifengin likes to walk the most... It's not sunny or heavy rain, it's just before the rain, when it's cool enough.

Such weather seems to indicate something.

"Really good."

The words he whispered softly were not meant for Masuda Ken who was listening.

"Your Highness, I will hold an umbrella for you."

Masuda Ken is the driver of Yuu Sifengin and a retainer of the shrine.

He opened the car door and held it steady. After that hand was fixed, he opened the umbrella with the other hand and quietly supported the owner's head.

Crackling, a few raindrops hit the delicate surface of the Tang umbrella, as if someone had smashed it with a solid one.

The body of the black limousine was wiped clean, like a mirror, reflecting Sifeng Yuanyou's vigorous and upright figure.

He was only wearing a simple sweatshirt and trousers, white on the top and black on the bottom, dressed like an ordinary high school student.

But even wearing such clothes, they all show a bright and refined side.

It's as if full-color photos suddenly appear in the black-and-white photos, and it feels like such a dazzling special effect.

Masuda Ken, who followed quickly, supported the Tang umbrella steadily, maintaining a just right angle to cover Sifengin Yuu's shoulders and the top of his head, preventing any drop of rain from falling.

Dimples left by the tracks of the wheels criss-crossed the ground where the asphalt had flaked and was only roughly rolled, accumulating the intermittent rain that had fallen since last night.Every step they took was splashed with mud and water.

"Watch your feet, your clothes will get dirty!"

"It doesn't matter, anyway, the clothes will be changed in the end."

The place they are in now is a relatively remote old district.

It is close to the corner of the old street with dense alleys like microvessels and the area that was uprooted by big developers and completely rebuilt.

If you have to say it, it is probably a bustling corner of the city.

Once, not more than 20 years ago, this was also a prosperous area, but now most of them have been reduced to old and dilapidated buildings.

Not far away, the vast construction land separated by barbed wire and fences has just been redeveloped, and the scaffolding and rough houses are only half built.

This corner vacated a large empty hole in the old dense street.

For some reason, this place seems to be half-abandoned, the air is full of mud and dust, and weeds grow sparsely on the ground.

Walking along this asphalt road, you can see the meandering river not far away.

The gray-black breath condensed and did not disperse, billowing like smoke in front of him, even more faintly carrying some ominous blood.

Some kind of filthy power made Yuu Sifeng slightly frown.

It's as disgusting as eating half a worm from eating green vegetables.

"There should be no gaps here."

The gap opened on the surface of a constantly flowing river. The purple-black gap, like a crescent moon, hangs above the water surface out of thin air, and the black air around it gives it a hazy beauty.

When the water passed by, the emerald green water surface was turbid and filthy, and gelatin gradually grew in it, turning it gray.

On the green trees that were originally quite large, the tender green leaves turned yellow, curled up, withered, and withered visible to the naked eye.

The bleak wind swept by, rustling, and the dry yellow leaves seemed to be raining.

It's like going from summer to late autumn in a blink of an eye.

Stretching out his hand, Yuu Sifeng even felt an autumn-like coolness.

"The filth of Huangquan is indeed allowed by the gods of Huangquan..."

Yuu Sifengyuan didn't feel any surprise in his heart.

Things have come to this point, in fact, the truth has already come to light.

"Welcome a demon king openly and join the ranks of Gao Tianyu's gods... Will the three major demon kings cry?"

Even the three famous demon kings in Dongying, possessing spiritual power comparable to the gods, only obtained the qualifications to enter and leave Gao Tianyuan, and they have never been able to officially join.

Now, he made an exception for Qing Xingdeng...

Now, the rift in Huangquan opened on Sifeng Yuanyou's way.

"I also have a supernatural realm. If I continue to expand, it will involve Huangquan... The gap in Huangquan is on my way, which is reasonable."

For Sifeng Yuanyu, he was defending his authority.

So for the gods of Huangquan, this is also a warning.

Let it go, the filth here will soon spread.

Unexpectedly, the rain began to increase. The dense rain curtain passed in waves in front of my eyes, hitting the asphalt ground with a splashing sound, and even transmitted vibrations from my feet.

It was raining non-stop, Sifeng Yuanyu silently raised his head, looked at the gradually gathering dark clouds in the sky, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the same number.

"Ah, sorry, I'm sorry... May I ask who you are?"

On the other end of the phone, there was a delicate female voice.

"This is Wuling Office."

Wuling Firm is a well-known large-scale firm among the people, and it is very powerful.

"I'm Sifengyuan, please transfer to Mr. Wuling."

"Ah, wait a moment, Mr. Wuling? Mr. Wuling?"

After waiting patiently for a few seconds, Yuu Sifeng heard a calm and indifferent male voice.

"It's me, Wuling."

Being able to take charge of the Wuling Group at such a young age, and his superb technology is well-known among many companies, even Sifeng Yuanyu has heard of this person's identity.

Not to mention, the Wuling Office is the strongest spirit-killing force that can be moved by money.

"I discovered a supernatural obstacle event. The specific manifestation is that the gap in the underworld connects the present world."

Sifengyuan took a leisurely look at the river surface. At this time, the filthy power had already gushed out further, and gradually a hazy mist filled out.

In the rain, gusts of cold wind blew the river surface as if it was shaken by some force, and there were waves after waves.

The leaves swaying in the wind rolled up and down, and under the dark sky, they quickly passed Sifeng Yuanyu's vision.

A certain kind of special cold breath became more and more intense.

The cicadas croaked and the frogs sang around, all disappeared, and there was a deathly silence.

"At present, the formation of spiritual barriers is very fast."

"Location, cost."

It is still concise and to the point.

After reporting the location, Sifengyuan held up the mobile phone and lowered his head slightly:

"Then leave this matter to the firm."

Closing the phone, Yuu Sifeng inadvertently glanced over somewhere, and paused.

"Get in the car and get around it."

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Sifengyuan sat leisurely in the car, and found a phone number from the corner of memory.

After pressing a series of numbers, a few seconds later, the call was connected.

"Hi, this is Kamio's house, may I ask who you are..."

After dialing the phone, a gentle female voice came out.

"I am the successor of Asakawa Shrine, Yuu Sifengin."

"It turned out to be Sifeng Courtyard, my husband is not in the mansion now, do you have something to tell me?"

"Tokyo Ring Spirit Belt, there is a gap leading to the underworld.

I heard that Mr. Kamio intends to run for the governor of Tokyo, please pass this on to my wife. "

"Is it such an important thing? Yes, I will contact my husband as soon as possible."

The female voice on the phone seemed to be much more enthusiastic.

"Please hurry up, this may benefit Mr. Kamio's career."

"Sifeng-in, the Kamio family will never forget your friendship."

Yuu Sifengyuan hung up the phone, lay down on the armchair, and fell silent.

The urban area around Tokyo is a special place, where one-third of the population of Japan is concentrated.

The successive governors of Tokyo are all strong contenders for the prime minister.

At the same time, the Tokyo ring spirit belt also has an extremely special position in the industry.

Even if there is a slight problem, it may be a big event, let alone directly open a gap.

Yuu Sifengyuan didn't know what they were thinking.

However... an accident happened in Tokyo, what should I do with Asakawa?

"I'm not from Tokyo."

Sifenginyu is just Asakawa's life, and he only needs to maintain the stability of this small city of Asakawa on a regular basis.

In addition, complete the commission of the shogunate once a year.

This is his corresponding obligation to enjoy the tax-free treatment of the shogunate.

Even if the Tokyo ring spirit belt collapses, the mutation spreads, and no matter how many people are killed or injured, it has nothing to do with Yu Sifengin.