Shifang didn't keep it a secret and truthfully described everything he encountered. He also hoped that with the help of the information and manpower of the Weird Processing Department, what problems might be solved?

However, he concealed the matter of Asagawa and did not say that the man was Asagawa Go, whom he knew, and only said, "That's a blue-eyed woman."

Ba was holding a pen while recording the whole conversation carefully.

An hour later, Ba recorded ten pages of paper.

Shifang felt pain when he looked at her hands.

This made him recall the days when he was punished by the abbot to copy the Diamond Sutra a hundred times. Fortunately, he was a martial monk, and martial arts were practiced, and both precepts and Buddhist teachings were needed.

"Okay, then the record will be completed, but... Monk, how did you come back alive?" After Ba finished recording, he looked at Shifang with complicated eyes.

"I came back like that. After I raised the gate, I came back naturally." Shifang replied frankly.

The facts are no different. He really just raised the door and the world suddenly disappeared.

"Okay, I should be fine here, but... Miss Yuan wants to see you." Ba's eyes became more complicated and his expression was quite subtle.

"Miss Yuan? The senior executive of the Weird Handling Department? I heard Tiangong mention it. She highly praised this person." Shifang immediately remembered that because he had been with Tiangong for more than a month, he could often hear some of her private affairs.

"Yes, it's her." Ba nodded.

"I see that your expression seems to be wrong. Who is she you?" Shifang swept Shouba's unrestrained body, and his subtle eyes, and asked curiously.

"Don't ask too much." Ba's expression changed, and he said coldly, then stood up: "She arrived soon, and there was something to eat for you soon. You may not be able to go back for a while. We will greet your workplace." After Ba said that, he walked out and closed the door.

Shifang was stunned.

What's going on? They decided before they agreed?

Forget it... it's useless to talk to her, so let's talk to her boss, after all, it's only useful to talk to the person above her head.

After a while, a woman slowly pushed the door in.

Before the door was completely opened, Shifang felt a fragrant wind blowing towards him, making people feel intoxicated.

Then, a woman came in.

He is elegant in character and noble in temperament. Although he is wearing only an ordinary kimono, not an ultimate quilt such as Twelve Singles, he still makes people feel a sense of nobility from the inside out, as if he can only be viewed from a distance.

On this hot day, the kimono looks very light and thin, but it is not exposed at all. It is very reserved, but it looks even more lustful, as if the tighter it is wrapped, the more it arouses imagination.

This combination of desire and nobility makes people want to touch and fear, but if they really touch and break the other person's noble appearance, it may make anyone ecstatic!

Shifang looked at the woman in front of him, straightened her spine, left her hands from the state of folding, and turned into clenching her fists and putting them on her knees.

The muscles began to squirm, staring at the other party with their eyes, ready for battle at any time.

Dangerous! Very dangerous! Extremely dangerous!

Just as the other party moved gracefully and gently, Shifang felt as if he was staring at something, and he might be swallowed anytime and anywhere!

At this time, Miss Yuan spoke.

While sitting down, she twisted charmingly and adjusted her sitting posture. Until she was comfortable enough, she spoke to Shifang and said, "Master Shifang, I should be able to call you that, right?"

"Of course, the donor can come with his own happiness." Shifang said without relaxing his vigilance.

"From the master's words... I'm afraid that the people who were [Shen Yin] went to the prince's manor, where everyone should have been from Honshu Island because they all speak Japanese, right?" Miss Yuan asked Shifang.

"Yes, if I guess correctly, that place is actually quite cruel. In the mill I have been to, the mills are full of bones, and everyone is full of offensive. The scarecrow is the dead and is loaded in the straw. The farmer will attack me. The prince will confiscate the silver coins, fingers, and eyes of people, and call it 'sapphire'."

"Most of the people who disappeared because of [Shen Yin] probably died there for this reason. As for the four people who came out alive, they should have paid silver coins, but they should have not survived the strong mental impact after paying silver coins." Shifang guessed.

"The impact was very severe. I almost affected my actions just by handing over one silver coin. If I handed over three at the same time, it would be impossible to make people crazy." Shifang first said his conclusion.

"It's quite cruel, inexplicable prince... and even Master, you can't see the depth of the God of Death and the Black Sheep... It seems that that place cannot be easily touched." Miss Yuan frowned in distress.

"I can't see that the depth does not mean anything. The donor should see it more clearly than me." Shifang replied cautiously.

"But I have never been in, and, Master, you are a rare master. Why should you belittle yourself?" Miss Yuan said in a respectful tone, with a polite attitude.

"I dare not take it. I have said everything I should say. I don't know what Miss Yuan wants to ask?" Shifang asked. He wanted to end the topic quickly and did not want to stay in the same room with this woman.

Extremely creepy! It's as terrifying as being trapped in the same iron cage as a hungry tiger!

If he was really a tiger, Shifang could still talk and laugh at his heart, but for this woman, he felt a chill rising from his spine and jumping straight to the back of his head, making him shivering!

She is so weak and so thin, and you can tell at a glance that she has neither physical strength nor the so-called "qi" flowing in her body. A pistol can easily kill her. With physical strength, it is estimated that running for a thousand meters will not be qualified.

But it's - danger! Incredible horror enveloped the ten directions.

"Master, do you look nervous?" She seemed to care about Shifang very much, stood up and wanted to come over.

"Don't do this, don't do this." Shifang stood up immediately and then retreated: "We just keep this distance."

"Okay, after all, there is a difference between men and women." She smiled and blinked, and did not make any trouble, but immediately jumped to the next topic.

"Although I have already understood the general situation, Master, I have an idea. Can you please go to the 'Prince' manor again?"
Chapter completed!