Sandwiched between the two masters, I am no longer a human being

Ah Yin originally thought that if she wanted to go to the headquarters of the Ghost Killing Squad, even if Mrs. Zhushi was the one to lead her, and the token she gave herself as proof, the process would have to go through many inspections and textual research, so as not to reveal her ghost identity.

Just as Zhu Shi pointed out to her the pick-up point of the ghost killing team, when she arrived at the destination with the two heads of the family, she realized that it was just a secluded house compound, and the family crest decorated with wisteria patterns was engraved on the side of the door pattern.

A Yin knocked lightly on the door three times, as if she had been waiting here for a long time. When the third knock sounded, the door leaf was pushed open from the inside.

They were greeted by an old lady with a kind face. She bowed slightly to the three of them: "It's exhausting, please let me clean up the dust for the three of you."

"Mother-in-law is in trouble." Ayin said awkwardly.

She was about to call the two of them in, but when she turned her head, she saw Wutiao who was still standing there, looking up at the family crest of the wisteria flower, thoughtfully.

"That, Your Excellency Gojo?"

"Huh?" The white-haired young man came back to his senses. He smiled and followed A Yin and the Buddhist monastery with his usual expression, "It's okay, let's go."

Probably because they had been informed that Ah Yin was a distinguished guest of the Ghost Slayer Squad, the Wisteria Hana family treated them with sincerity and courtesy, and even the two patriarchs couldn't fault it.

After dinner, the servants of Wisteria's family came to take away the bowls and chopsticks. They moved quickly and made a slight noise. After finishing the cleaning work, they closed the Japanese room door, leaving enough space for the three of them.

"Click." A corner of the paper fan hit the low table.

Wutiao turned his eyes, glanced at A Yin, and spit out the words of inquiry: "Speaking of which, A Yin hasn't told us yet, who is the master of this 'ghost killing team'?"

The monastery heard what he meant, and raised its eyes: "Five?"

"I've seen the family's wisteria family pattern once." Wutiao opened the fan and fanned the wind leisurely, with a few strands of white hair floating slightly on his temples, "but I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, after all, it was just an ordinary person. merchant family..."

The aristocratic class is also divided into grades. The ancestor of the Gojo family, Sugawara Michizane, was a far-right minister and right general during the Heian period. As his descendants, the Gojo family has also prospered for generations. After thousands of years of precipitation, it is now unshakable in Japanese political circles. One of the behemoths.

The Zen Temple and Kamo, the second of the three imperial families, came from behind and flourished for a while with their ancestral techniques. However, due to the same generation of "Ten Kages" and "Six Eyes", under the pressure of the two, the Kamo family, which has no rising stars, has gradually emerged. Out of decline.

It's cruel to say, but in the eyes of real aristocratic families, most of the merchant families are "inferior people".

Of course, the five patriarchs of this generation will not have the same thoughts as those rotten oranges.

He brought up this topic just to get out what A Yin said.

According to A Yin, the existence of the Ghost Killing Squad also started thousands of years ago, and it was founded at the same time as the Three Royal Clans of the Curse Realm. If it can last for such a long time, he would not believe that there is no support from the family behind it.

Anyway, it's not a secret. When A Yin was asked, she was stunned for a moment: "Hey, didn't I tell you?"

Chanyuan: "...No."

"The main surname of the Demon Killing Squad is Sanyashiki. I don't know if you have heard of it." A Yin said truthfully, "In the Heiankyo period thousands of years ago, the Sanyashiki family seemed to have abandoned the throne of the emperor, and turned from politics to business... ..."

Mentioning this surname, Gojo slapped his palm, and suddenly realized: "Oh, Ubuyashiki!"

"Let me tell you earlier, this family is considered a giant in the Japanese business world, and the Gojo family has a lot of business contacts with them." Gojo looked at the Chanyuan, "Your Excellency Zenyuan must have heard of it, right?"

"Ubuyashiki..." The Chanyuan pondered for a moment, before he thought about it, "I've seen it. When we were discussing business, I wondered why their patriarch never showed up."

This is a disrespectful behavior in a certain sense, but the Ubuyashiki family explained the apology well, saying that their masters were unwell and could hardly go out, and the Zen Academy did not care about these immodest people, so this page was over.

Today he learned the truth from Ayin: "That, it's because the head of the family who gave birth to the house has been troubled by the curse for generations. They have been weak since they were young, and the curse will become stronger and stronger as they grow older. Each one is short-lived, and it is difficult to live beyond the age of 30."

This is the first time they have heard of it.

Wujo and Zenyuan looked at each other and caught the key words at the same time.

"Curse?" The Zen Academy said in a deep voice, "Is it a curse spirit?"

"No." A Yin sighed, telling the truth faintly, "It's the ghost king's curse..."

He didn't care if he said so much would cause suspicion, just throw it to Mrs. Zhushi left and right.Compared to these, seeking the help of these two giants in the magic world is the right thing to do.

"Because a thousand years ago, the Ubuyashiki family gave birth to an ancestor of ghosts. This is an evil obstacle. Since then, all the blood of the Ubayashiki family will be cursed with a short life. This is why it has been 1000 years, and the Ubayashiki family is still persevering. Ghost King."

Good and evil have cause and effect, and the law of heaven is natural.

Sin and obstacles lead to karma, and punishment falls on the heads of blood-related people. This is a curse of cause and effect, and it must not be equated with simple things like curse spirits.

After A Yin explained the whole story, He and the room fell into a long silence.

She saw that the two Patriarchs were contemplating and did not disturb them.

"I see." The one who broke the silence first was the Chanyuan. He raised his head and made a promise lightly, "When I get to the headquarters of the Miyayashiki family, I will show the master."

"Wu Tiao, you come too."

Wutiao prolongs the ending: "Got it—"

The white-haired young man was lying on the low table in a sitting position, playing with the paper fan in a nonchalant way, and his complaints were inaudible: "It's so annoying, why is it so difficult."

It seems that the curse involving the ghost king is extremely troublesome to deal with.

Whether it's the curse in A Yin's blood, or the curse of the Ubuyashiki family.

If it were an ordinary person, Ah Yin would definitely not hold out any hope.

But at this time, in front of her were these two people.

Zenyuan and Wujo, what a surname in the magic circle, what a thunderous surname, a collection of ancestral spells in one body, inherited the position of patriarch at a young age, in charge of two-thirds of the world in the magic world, even the emperor is afraid of the existence of three-thirds .

Of the two of them, any one is a veritable ceiling, let alone two of them this time.

It is not surprising that any miracle has been created.

In other words, if even they are helpless... then there is really only one way left to "raise the ashes".

Therefore, Ayin had no choice but to show them a vigorous smile: "It's okay. If it's you, there will be no mistakes."

His voice was loud and full of trust.

The Chanyuan was slightly stunned, then as if trying to hide something, raised the teacup, half covered his lips, and his eyes were also erratic.

"..."

The "da, da" sound of the paper fan knocking on the table suddenly disappeared, and the five twirled the corners of the fan and stopped still.

After a while, he turned his head silently and buried his face in the crook of his arms.

"What." He muttered, "Isn't it, I have to make some achievements..."