I, the lord of ghost stories

The head maid looked worried, but managed to maintain a poker-faced composure.

"Weirdness is not so easy to form."

Sifengyuan shook his head.

"If any doll is discarded, it can become weird"

"Then this world has long been filled with all kinds of resentment monsters and grotesques."

"Without years of singing and enough people who know it, there won't even be a sprout."

"Don't worry about it, let's go."

The group moved on.

Although Yuu Sifeng had already spoken, they still carefully avoided the puppet.

Chapter 97 let you see the joke

First floor, meeting room.

This is a huge hall, but it is arranged as a meeting room.

In the brightly lit hall, there are silver candlesticks placed on long tables every few steps.

Thousands of candles burned with long, thin flames.

In addition, there are also crystal clear glass covers with openings on the top, covering around the candlesticks.

At this time, many people were sitting around this long square table, old and young, men and women.

Some people are calm and composed, but there is a little trembling in their eyes, while some people are restless and restless directly on their faces.

When Yuu Sifeng pushed open the door, everyone's attention was not on his side.

Yuu Sifeng came here as a guest of Team Leader Shangchuan, and many people knew about it when he came, but it was getting late after all.

Many people don't know the identity of Sifeng Yuanyou, and they don't know that they are specially invited because of trouble.

At this time, they are arguing fiercely.

Under the guidance of the head maid, Yuu Sifeng found an empty long wooden chair at the end of the long table near the window and sat down.

Outside the window, the shadow of the moon slanted to the west, passing over the treetops, and a large cloud of clouds obscured the view.

Sparse shadows whirled, and the faint lake surface seemed to be carrying steaming mist.

After Sifengin Yuu sat down, he noticed the head maid, and walked to the end of the long table, where a beautiful woman with long hair in a lavender evening dress walked.

From such a distance, one can still feel that her aura is icy cold, almost like a substance, and no one dares to approach her.

From a distance, she could only see her nodding her head and casting a glance in this direction.

Yuu Sifengyuan raised the cup on the table and nodded.

There was originally nothing in the cup, but when he lifted it up, there was suddenly more warm and sweet drink.

Visibly showing surprise, this Miss Linnai turned her head away and said something to the people beside her.

After a while, the head maid came over and bent down to deliver a message.

"Someone questioned your ability before, and the eldest lady hopes that you can find out the truth as soon as possible."

"This matter has been delayed for too long, and now the team leader suddenly disappeared again.

If it can't be resolved as soon as possible, even the eldest lady will find it difficult to suppress the meaning of a few heads. "

Yuu Sifengin already understood what the head maid said.

"It's not easy to earn money."

Yuu Sifengin sighed.

"Do you think so, Team Leader Shangchuan?"

Shake the glass, with a rosy tint.

Yuu Sifeng did not drink, but poured the liquid in the cup onto the ground behind him.

There, some streamers like fireflies are sparsely dissipating.

It's a pity that there are many people present, but none of them can see.

The rose-colored liquid was supposed to be spilled on the ground, but it disappeared out of thin air about half a meter from the ground.

The expressionless head maid witnessed this unimaginable scene, her pupils shrunk and her eyes widened.

She didn't make a fuss, but the respectful expression on her face became a little stronger.

The chaos in the conference room lasted for a while.

Daika Wakato Fujii suddenly stood up and shouted loudly:

"I don't believe it! The team leader must have been murdered!"

"What kind of supernatural murder? It's because some people have a guilty conscience!"

On the other side, a man with dyed hair and a gold earring also stood up, went forward without fear, and retorted:

"Then how do you explain the previous disappearances? Our guards are impeccable!"

"As long as it is a human being, it is impossible to sneak in here silently!"

He is the group leader in charge of guarding.

"Who knows what you're thinking?"

"Maybe, it's not a foreign thief, but..."

"enough!"

With a sharp shout, the confrontation between the two rang was stopped.

Rena Uekawa's pretty face was frosty, and her chest was heaving, obviously very angry.

"You all stop talking a few words!"

"sit down!"

"Hum..."

Sneering a few times, the two of them looked at each other and sat down slowly.

"Team leader Shangchuan, you can see, before your bones are cold, the hearts of the Gaoshan group have changed."

Yuu Sifeng was talking to the air in front of him.

In his eyes, a translucent gray phantom passed through the table, muddled.

Like a formless holographic image, it is slowly drifting.

You can vaguely see the face of Team Leader Shangchuan, but when you look closely, it is like a foggy blur.

It is a dead soul that is not seen or known by the living.

When Yuu Sifeng was talking to him, it seemed to be dragged by an invisible force, and it was dragged over, suspended in mid-air.

"Aren't you awake yet?"

In this foggy soul, a certain consciousness is still in chaos.

It seems that the drink just now was not exciting enough.

A thought flashed, and a little bit of inconspicuous white light emerged from above out of nowhere, covering it.

Bathed in this light, the mist-like figure was obviously much more comfortable, as if he had just turned from a nightmare to a sweet dream, exuding a bit of serenity and serenity.

In the light, light particles like streamers and rice grains continued to pour into the fog.

These light particles flow into it, and the consciousness that obviously senses it gradually becomes clear.

The originally off-white mist is also a little brighter, with a little more glow.

"I'm hungry, prepare a normal meal."

Hearing this, the head maid summoned a maid waiting outside the gate, and gave orders.

After a while, the steaming plate was brought out.

Letting the other side quarrel endlessly, Yuu Sifeng was enjoying the delicious food alone.

Steak, lobster, porcini.

Under the light, the deep red veal steak has a unique radiance of fat, which makes people appetite;

The two grilled and shucked crayfish looked particularly white and tender, and a piece of burnt-yellow kimchi cake was lying on the plate, which made people feel very interesting.

The fried porcini mushrooms form a tower shape, and the three-color sauce is in the center, which looks delicate and perfect.

The meringue truffle soup is even more peculiar. The big belly bowl of the soup is tightly sealed by the dough. After baking, the dough swells up, making this soup look like a big mushroom, which is 12 points cute.

"start."

Yuu Sifeng cut off the steak with a knife and fork, chewed and tasted it in his mouth.

Even though he doesn't taste steak very often, he thinks it tastes great.

The sauce is especially in line with his taste. The rich fat contained in the beef has a unique flavor.

Sifengyuanyou ate very elegantly, but his speed was not slow.

I usually eat at home or bring bento from home, usually Japanese-style food, basically there will be no such Western-style food.

Sifengyuanyou had a very satisfying meal.

When the maid came to remove the plate, the controversy over there was not over yet.

On the contrary, the noise was several times louder, echoing in the hall, and the echoes burst out, making it even more chaotic.

Suddenly, physical conflicts broke out in several places, and several members of the Gaoshan team who seemed to be at odds with each other in the past scuffled together in public.

"Oh, this really... made you laugh."

Chapter 98 Stealing

The spirit body that uploaded Xiongzhi came to life, floating beside Sifengyuanyou, sighing faintly.

"I didn't expect that people really have souls after they die!"

"Your Highness, if you want to ask anything, please feel free to ask."

He bowed respectfully.

Only the spirit body now can know the dignity of the young man in front of him.

The powerful air that is hidden but not revealed, the exuberant divine power that is restrained but inadvertently revealed.

He is always explaining his identity.

Intense, powerful, oppressive... as if it could melt the body.

Beside Sifeng Yuanyuu, uploading Xiongzhi seems to be on the edge of an active volcano, and he feels like being roasted all the time-this is not an illusion, his own fog-like soul body, in front of real divine power, is really like As fragile as an aerosol.

If it is not allowed, ordinary spirit bodies can't even get close, and they will definitely be vaporized.

Uekawa Yushi was trembling because of this, not daring to neglect in the slightest.

When he was alive, he was the team leader of the Gaoshan Group, with 37 large and small companies under his name, two offshore fishing boats, and one wharf. He indirectly and directly controlled a capital of 1 trillion yen and had tens of thousands of members.

Therefore, when treating Sifeng Yuanyu, it is not respectful enough to treat him only as a descendant of the small shrine.

On the other hand, now that he is dead, stripped of these, he is just a lonely dead soul, more illusory than steam, more ethereal than echoes...

Although his pitifully shallow spiritual power is stronger than ordinary people because of his status as the leader of the high mountain team for many years, it seems so humble in front of the majestic and concentrated power.

In just a few hours, the gap is so big, this is the difference between yin and yang.

"I didn't expect that you are really His Highness."

I remembered that rumor again.