I, the lord of ghost stories

"The spell can only cure the symptoms, not the root cause."

"Your body, you know that at this age, the help that spells can do is very limited."

"Spells are not omnipotent."

"It only delays drowsiness, it cannot change the root."

"you're old."

A faint mist filled the space between the two.

In the quiet room, there was silence.

Only the piercing eyes of the old man in front of him gradually dimmed and became cloudy.

"Well, even you...can't?"

Team Leader Kamikawa sighed in disappointment.

The original sense of sharp edge suddenly disappeared.

At this time, people noticed his old state.

His hair was almost gone, and there were some age spots on his forehead. His whole body was covered with skin and bones, and he looked very thin, giving people a feeling that he was dying.

This old man is Yushi Uekawa, the team leader who persisted in the Takayama team through several ups and downs.

Facing his probing question, Sifeng Yuanyu didn't answer, but just smiled lightly, lowered his head, and took a sip of tea.

In fact, if we remove the cultural connotation and simply drink tea itself, it is actually the same.

No matter how good the taste is... it's just blind.

"Sometimes, I really envy people like you."

It was no surprise that Xiongzhi was uploaded without waiting for an answer.

He took out a checkbook, slowly tore off a sheet, and wrote an amount crookedly.

Trembling again, he took out several stamp boxes from his pocket, found the smallest one, stamped it on the check.

After that, he put the check on the tea table and pushed it to Yuu Sifengin.

"Ordinary warriors and priests make a move, and it costs 1000 million yen."

"Mr. Sifengyuan, I don't know your specific identity. You must not be comparable to ordinary warriors."

"You are willing to sit in the town yourself, this is a 3000 million yen fee."

Sifeng Yuanyou just accepted it after a meal, and solemnly promised:

"I am here, there will be no evil monsters to hurt people."

"But other than the supernatural, I don't interfere, and I can't interfere."

"I hope Team Leader Shangchuan can understand."

Uekawa Yushi's expression could not tell whether he was disappointed or relieved.

"Understandable."

"No matter what happens to the internal personnel of the Takayama Group, it has nothing to do with the Sifengin Shrine."

"I can still trust the reputation of Sifengyuan Shrine."

There are real supernatural beings in this world, although they are rare.

As the leader of the Gaoshan group with more than [-] members, uploading Xiongzhi is naturally not so ignorant.

There are shrines everywhere to suppress local evil spirits.

According to regions and customs, different genres are formed.

Some shrines select talents and train samurai who can kill demons and ghosts.

In some shrines, priests communicate with ghosts and gods and perform secret techniques.

The Sifengyuan Shrine is a priest trained, who also learns some of the secret arts of Yin and Yang Dao, which is passed down from generation to generation.

Although it is a single lineage, it is rumored that each generation is the best in the selection family.

The clan god consumes more divine power to directly increase his strength, so even though there is only one person, his strength is not weak.

Especially in this generation... There are faint rumors that the clan gods are directly reincarnated and become human gods.

These things were originally the secrets of the shogunate, but he also knew something about them.

Sifeng Yuanyu... is probably the earthly manifestation of the gods.

It's just that the rumors are too scary, and uploading Xiongzhi is not very credible.

I just thought it was a very powerful Onmyoji.

"Mr. Sifengyuan, I heard that you are a matchmaker. I wonder if you can tell me how long I have left?"

Upload Xiongzhi suddenly asked.

"People's palmistry is changing all the time. This is not my field of expertise."

Yuu Sifengyuan declined politely.

In his eyes, uploading Xiongzhi's face was lifeless and gloomy, and he had already reached the point where all the oil was exhausted.

Even if you can't sleep tonight, there is a high probability.

At this point, what is the use of expending energy?

"Please give me an exact number."

He seems to be mentally prepared

"Do I have a month left?"

Yuu Sifengin shook his head decisively.

You don't need to observe carefully at all, you can feel the decaying breath when you get close...

One month, definitely not.

Upload Xiongzhi took a deep breath, his mood fluctuated a little.

"Ten days, can I have it?"

He spoke again.

Reluctantly, Sifengyuan Yuu put down the tea bowl and focused on his face.

Although it is a physiognomy, it is not a real face, but a careful perception of the changes in its aura, and deliberations about its approximate good fortune and shortcoming.

After a while, Yuu Sifengyuan shook his head with a tired look on his face.

"Not for ten days, so, five days?"

Yuu Sifengyuan raised three fingers and told each other sternly:

"Your body, no matter how much it delays, the longest time is within three days."

Three days is still the most optimistic estimate.

"Only three days!"

Letting out a breath, Upload Xiongzhi nodded heavily.

"Thank you Sifengyuan Lord."

"The old man is not dead yet, some people are getting restless!"

Sifengin maintained a polite smile.

However, he resolutely does not intervene in the matter of the Gaoshan group.

Having said so much, Yushi Kamikawa was a little tired.

He took a paper packet from his sleeve and put it in a teacup.

On the spot, a large amount of white gas overflowed, boiling silently.

After drinking the water, he swallowed it as soon as he raised his neck.

After a while, visible to the naked eye, his complexion turned rosy, and his spirit was radiant.

However Sifengyuanyou saw it, but secretly sighed.

The dead air became more obvious.

This kind of spirit-boosting charm is actually a temporary stimulation of the spirit.

Although the side effects are much lighter than those of drugs, it is impossible to conjure miraculous effects out of thin air.

Especially the elderly who are on the verge of life, they have very little energy left, the more they use it, the faster they die.

But, to the extent of Yushi Uekawa, what medicine has he never used?

Only with the help of spells can one stay awake.

Although this is drinking poison to quench thirst, there is no other good way.

"Mr. Sifengyuan, it is impolite to invite you here in a hurry. Please stay here."

"I've had the guest room ready."

He pressed down, and it turned out that there was a button on the seat.

There was a ringing of the bell, and then a person walked in from the door.

A girl in a light pink cherry blossom kimono walked in with her head slightly lowered, kneeling on the tatami.

When he saw Sifeng Yuanyu in his eyes, he was slightly taken aback.

Uekawa Yushi noticed this moment of hesitation.

"Qinyin, do you know Lord Sifengyuan?"

He was full of energy, wandering between the two of them, and suddenly smiled.

"Mr. Sifengyuan, what do you think of the sound of the piano?"

Yuu Sifeng had already recognized that this was the girl she saw on the tram.

"I met by chance on the tram before and said a few words."

"Not to mention acquaintance."

"In that case, let Qin Yin serve you tonight."

Chapter 92 The Girl at the Bottom

"Yes."

The girl kneeling aside trembled slightly, her hands were holding onto the hem of her skirt, but she still bowed her head.

When he turned around, there seemed to be crystal clear tears streaming down his face.

"Guest, please come with me."

She had red eyes, lowered her head, and refused to look at Yuu Sifeng, her voice was low.

Yuu Sifengin nodded at Yushi Kamikawa, and then left.

The overall structure of the museum is still made of wood.

Moonlight shone through the corridor windows onto the floor.

Under the lights of this museum, the moonlight is almost imperceptible.

In the quiet environment, Yuu Sifeng could feel that the girl in front of her was breathing fast and unevenly, which showed that her heart was absolutely not peaceful.

I didn't expect her to work in this building... Seeing that she was wearing a school uniform at the time, she was only a high school student.

"Why are you here?"

Sifeng Yuanyu was behind her, asking casually.

"...I work part-time at the Youth Dream Agency."