Oda Shinya was half frightened, didn't say anything, turned around and ran into the backyard.

Just kidding, he came to inherit the Oda family's legacy, not to bury Oda Keno.

Only Oda Keno was left on the originally lively mourning hall, and those girls had already come to him.

There was a young girl whose legs had been eaten and she had to crawl on the ground, and she had already crawled to Oda Keno's feet and grabbed his ankles.

Oda Jianxiong was so frightened that he screamed, and when he turned his head, he saw Wen Junzhi and Bai Zhou standing in the corner.

As if he had seen a life-saving straw, he frantically shouted, "Help me! If only you could save my life. I can give you money, give you many, many dollars. More than last time it was given to you."

Wen Junzhi sneered: "You should keep your money and bring it into the coffin."

The girls surrounded him, covering his figure, and Bai Zhou couldn't see the situation inside, only heard a terrible scream.

Slowly, the bodies of those girls became transparent, and then inch by inch they turned into ashes and disappeared into the air.

Oda Keno's body was revealed again, and at this time he was paralyzed, collapsed on top of his wheelchair, his head drooping to the side, his eyes wide open, staring at the sky, his face distorted and terrifying.

"He's dead."

The bodyguard glanced at him lightly, then raised his head to the sky and sighed, "Senior brother, I have finally avenged you, you can rest in peace."

With that, he turned and walked away. :

Wen Junzhi and Bai Zhou also left the mourning hall, and in the huge hall, only Oda Keno sat alone.

All the bad things are done, and the children and grandchildren are cut off.

After watching the show, Wen Junzhi and Bai Zhou stepped on the plane on the return trip, and they could feel that someone was watching them, but no one stopped them from leaving.

Even those who were watching them had an aura of fear in them, as if they were eager to send them away sooner.

At this time, in an ancient castle in a small country in South America, a meeting was being held with several people wearing bright red robes and covering their faces with hoods.

This castle was built by Western colonists more than 500 years ago, and legend has it that the first governor lived here.

The Governor is said to have been a man of great obsession with the occult, and he collected many supernatural objects to treasure in this ancient castle, and it is even rumored that his favorite pastime was to capture the natives and sacrifice them to the evil gods of hell in exchange for his power and countless treasures of gold and silver.

Ever since his death, the castle has been rumored to be haunted, with each generation of its owners dying mysteriously.

To this day, the castle was bought by a mysterious wealthy man and renovated.

There were seven people in the meeting, all sitting around a long table with several candlesticks lit on them.

But above their heads hung priceless crystal chandeliers, illuminating the house as if it were daylight.

Candlesticks are not meant to be used for lighting.

These candlesticks are all supernatural items, and once the candles on them burn, no demon can get close.

"The sacrificial ritual of Izumo Province has failed." One of the cardinal priests said, "Those two men left the altar safe and sound, and our men were destroyed."

There was a dead silence in the venue, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

At this moment, another cardinal priest spoke, "We underestimated that woman, she has a lot of secrets."

"I didn't agree with this action in the first place." Another cardinal priest spoke, "It's too hasty, it's not ready at all. Failure is inevitable. If we are given enough time, I believe that it will be easy to get rid of a little girl."

"Socrates. Are you sarcastic about me?" Caesar Priest said coldly.

This operation was what he planned.

"Caesar. You're thinking too much, I didn't mean that." Although Socrates said so, listening to his tone was what he meant.

Caesar snorted, "Prince Izumo Kuninomiya and the big chaebol Oda Keno are both dead, and their deaths are definitely not an accident. Those two people are smarter than we thought they were, and they have a deeper background, so we have to be careful the next time."

Socrates chuckled and said, "Caesar, have you been frightened by them? It's just two children, and they haven't grown their hair yet, so they still want to fight with us."

Socrates and Caesar have been at odds, and Caesar's eyes are even colder: "Socrates, I don't know what you think of me, but don't let the grievances between us affect the major affairs of the organization, otherwise don't blame me for not being merciful."

He said it with righteous indignation and righteousness, but he set off the other party like a clown.

Socrates' eyes sank. The two were tense, as if they could fight at any time.

Then the high priest, who was sitting at the top, spoke, "Ladies and gentlemen. This woman is indeed not simple, and no one who is born with a sense of fortune will be a person who does nothing."