I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

On the side of the road in the wilderness, the carriage was parked by the tree.

Hiju, Fujiwara Meihong and Kamishirasawa Huiyin sat in front of Yeque's barbecue stall, eating with relish.

Behind them, Lingxian, who was tightly tied up with a rope, was lying on the ground, with a black cloth covering her eyes.

Although the injury has been treated by Shangbaize Huiyin, the moon rabbit girl has not yet recovered from the coma.

Smoke was rising from the booth, and Mystia was sharpening her kitchen knife in order to handle the next ingredients.

On the charcoal fire, there are various vegetables, meat skewers and the signature hagfish. In addition, there is also a golden roasted rabbit.

The rabbit was brought by Fujiwara Meihong. They originally wanted to hunt for dinner, but they didn't expect to encounter a night sparrow shop in the wilderness.

Now that there are ready-made delicacies to eat, hunting is naturally forgotten.

But the prey in hand can't be wasted, so I have to ask the proprietress to help process it, and calculate the manual fee afterwards.

Mystia's craftsmanship is really nothing to say, her mobile booth has become famous among monsters, and it is known as a 'wandering の late night izakaya'.

The fragrant oil drips, causing the sound of "sizzling la la" on the hot charcoal fire, and the smoke is lingering, which arouses people's appetite even more.

The comatose Lingxian shrugged her nose instinctively, her eyebrows moved slightly, as if she was waking up.

"Hey, some guests, the grilled hagfish is ready."

Mistia distributed the grilled eels to the three diners with a smile, her cute little face always maintained a standard business smile.

"By the way, may I ask how the guest officers plan to divide this roasted rabbit? This rabbit is quite fat, and it will definitely taste delicious when roasted."

Just as Lingxian regained consciousness, she was still wondering why she didn't die, when she heard the sound of a knife being sharpened and Mistia's question.

"What? Roast rabbit? This, this is definitely talking about me, right?"

Lingxian was startled, her eyes that were about to open closed tightly again, and she lay down and pretended to be dead.

"No wonder they didn't kill me directly. It turns out that the savage ground people planned to eat me. It's so scary..."

In the capital of the moon, the little moon rabbits would be so frightened by the adults, saying that if they were not obedient, they would be captured, roasted and eaten by the terrible ground people. '

Ever since she grew up, Lingxian has been skeptical about this.

Until the Lunar War, she witnessed how the ogre monsters devoured the moon people.

The people on the ground are barbaric and backward, not to mention living a life of ruthlessness and drinking blood, and even have the vice of cannibalism.

This is the impression that the Moon Capital has on the ground.

Even though Yue Yejian Zun and Moon Sage knew the development of the ground like the back of their hands, they still had no intention of standing up to refute the rumors.

"I want two rabbit legs." Feiju made a choice without hesitation.

"Just cut me some rabbit meat, I don't like things that are too greasy." Shangbaizawa Huiyin said softly.

"Hey, it would be great if there were spicy peppers. I really like spicy rabbit heads." Fujiwara Meihong sighed regretfully.

"Okay, now that the guest officers have been selected, please take a look, our knife skills are also excellent." Mystia yelled loudly.

After all, it is an open kitchen, and besides chatting with guests, Mystia would occasionally perform cooking performances.

The night sparrow girl's culinary skills are from Ye Luzi, and she has never received serious and systematic learning and training.

Therefore, the performances she can perform are very simple, and showing knife skills is her most frequent performance.

Every performance can attract the shouts of diners, and get more orders while stirring up the atmosphere.

This is one of the little wisdoms that Mystia summed up from the business.

Only when diners are made happy will they be willing to spend more money.

Just when Mystia took off the roasted rabbit and was about to surprise everyone with her superb knife skills, the trembling Lingxian finally couldn't hold back.

"Wait! Don't eat me! I'm skinny and don't taste good! Please, tell me to do anything, don't eat me!"

Lingxian, who was tied into a rice dumpling, struggled violently. She couldn't see anything and thought she was going to be slaughtered.

The kitchen knife in Mystia's hand stopped, and she noticed the existence of Lingxian from the very beginning.

It's just that, adhering to the principle of not being nosy, I have been pretending not to see it.

She is just a weak night sparrow monster, and she has no strength to fight for anyone.

The rule among monsters is that the strong prey on the weak, and there is no saying that if you are bullied, you can report to the officials.

Justice is won by one's own strength. If you don't have strength, just be a monster with your tail between your legs and avoid causing trouble.

Feiju stepped on Lingxian with one foot, and slowly picked off the hagfish's fishbone. The snow-white and slender cat tail swayed from side to side, showing the degree of deliciousness.

"Well, it's delicious! It's been a long time since I've eaten such a good grilled fish. It's just a cat's enjoyment. Don't stop, lady boss, just keep going."

Under Feiju's signal, Mystia lowered her head and started to deal with the roasted rabbit.

She stared intently at the roasted rabbit under the knife, not even daring to glance at it out of the corner of her eyes, and only the ingredients to be processed remained in her focused eyes.

Feiju leaned over and squatted in front of Lingxian, took off the black cloth covering her eyes, and exuded a faint sense of oppression while stroking.

"Tell me, why are you here on the ground? After thinking about it, if you don't tell the truth, there is a ready-made grill next to you."

Lingxian was silent, she seemed to have calmed down after being stimulated, and did not respond to the question.

"Okay, stop pretending."

Feiju grabbed Lingxian's two rabbit ears with his hands, lifted her head roughly, and brought her head close to the other's ear.

"Aren't you just sent by Mianyue Yiji to look for Bayi Yonglin? You just said it before you passed out, what else is there to hide?"

Lingxian subconsciously shook her body, and Feiju got the answer she wanted accordingly.

She threw Lingxian back to the ground, and she had to be tied up until she reached the eternal pavilion.

In short, there is no big mistake in being careful, not to mention that the two sides are still unclear about their enemies and friends.

…………

At the col near Monster Mountain.

A circular passage emerged out of thin air, and two girls holding sickles walked out of it.

Onozuka Komachi carried the sickle on her shoulder. When she came out, she first looked up at the moon, and then stretched her waist.

"Oh, it's been a long time since I've been to Yangjian. Compared with the underworld, the scenery here looks fresher."

Lisa La followed behind Onozuka Komachi. As a rookie Shinigami, it was her first time in the underworld, so she felt novel about everything around her.

However, as an excellent graduate of Death Academy, Lisala, who has a rigorous and serious personality, still pays more attention to the responsibilities on her shoulders.

"Senior Onozuka, when will we start the investigation? How should we investigate? Please give us your advice."

Hearing this, Onozuka Komachi turned around, stood on tiptoe, laughed and patted Lisara's shoulder.

"Okay, okay, Lisa. Don't be so serious, relax."

Onozuka Komachi's body swayed up and down, making an already conspicuous part of her body more eye-catching.

Lisa's eyes inevitably fell on the majestic Twin Peaks, and a 'fuck' shock appeared on her tight little face.

'Is there really such a big thing in this world?Compared to me, I'm nothing like...'

Chapter 618 Believe in the Shrine of the Old Man of the Mountain

The death girl seems to be very concerned about her poverty.

Lisala lowered her head slightly, and saw her toes flatly.

Although the long legs wrapped in black silk suspenders looked quite seductive, she still hoped that there would be a high barrier between them.

She doesn't want to be the same as Onozuka Komachi, as long as she can have half the size of the other party, Lisa will be satisfied.

'If I had had such a broad mind back then, I wouldn't have ended up like that...'

Lisa took two steps back, and suddenly bowed to Onozuka Komachi at a standard ninety degrees, with a very solemn attitude.

"Senior Onozuka, can I ask you a question? Please answer it if you can."

Onozuka Komachi was taken aback by the other party's sudden behavior, and no one had ever asked her so formally before, so he was at a loss for a while.

"Oh, just speak up if you have any questions, don't do this, don't do this, we are not considered superiors and subordinates, just treat each other as equals."

The carefree death girl twitched in a rare way, and hurriedly helped Lisa to her feet, hiding her embarrassment with a giggling smile.

Lisala bit her lip, raised her hand and brushed the hanging hair behind her ears, her eyes wandered to the right, and a slight blush appeared on her face.

"Please, may I ask, how did you grow so big? Is there any special method? Or is there something special about your diet?"

Onozuka Komachi scratched his head in confusion, not understanding what the other party was saying.

Until, following Lisa La's gaze, she looked down and saw two groups of existences that usually obstructed her way of seeing.

"Ah! So you're asking this, I don't know too well." Onozuka Komachi frowned in distress, "It became like this before I was alive, and my soul and body haven't changed after death."

Although he single-handedly increased the power of women in the whole hall of right and wrong, Onozuka Komachi never delved into the reasons behind it.

"Actually, it's not so good to be big. My shoulders will be sore and I will bump when I walk. I was ridiculed by children in the same village as a big cow."

Onozuka Komachi smiled heartily, recalling the past.

She counted the offences she had suffered for this to Lisala in detail, her expression was quite calm, obviously she didn't take these past events to heart.

"If you really want to talk about the trick... I really liked eating meat when I was alive. By the way, Lisa, why do you care so much about this?"

After listening to Onozuka Komachi's sharing, Lisa could not help but feel a little disappointed.

But this is not the first time she has failed in breast augmentation, so she quickly adjusted her mentality and returned to normal.

"Hey, I didn't care that much before."

Now that Onozuka and Komachi shared their dark history, Lisa felt that she couldn't be stingy either.

"But because of the size of my chest, I fell to No.2 when I graduated from Death Academy, and I failed to become the chief."

Speaking of this, Lisala couldn't help gnashing her teeth in hatred, clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh without knowing it.

This incident is an indelible stain in her life, and she has been sneered at by family relatives for a long time because of this, causing mental trauma.

"what!?"

Countless question marks appeared in Onozuka Komachi's head, and he couldn't understand what happened to Lisa La.

"Lisa, you came from the west, right? Your selection of Death...is it so casual?"

In the East, the new god of death is directly selected from the screened living souls.

Follow the Six Paths of Reincarnation, it can be regarded as walking with the gods, and it can also be regarded as a serious reincarnation.

Although Onozuka Komachi has always regarded herself as a human race, but she wrote "Reaper" on the race registration of the Right and Wrong Hall.

Under the arrangement of the underworld, the old and new gods of death will form mentors and apprentices until the new god of death passes the corresponding assessment and proves that he has the ability to stand on his own.

In the West, most of the positions of the god of death are divided and controlled by the big families of the underworld.

The Restor family that Lisara belongs to is the famous death family in the western underworld, and she is also a candidate for the next master of the family.

Different from the master-apprentice system in the East, the West established the Alchemy Academy in the training of Death God, thus achieving a new high in efficiency and number of trainees.

In general, both systems have their advantages and disadvantages.

Except for sending international students to each other from time to time, they operate independently without much communication.

Onozuka Komachi also has no position to criticize the other party's education system. Her understanding of the West cannot be said to be non-existent, it can only be said to be almost non-existent.

However, something as important as the ranking of the god of death will take such useless indicators as the size of the chest into consideration...

If it were her instead, wouldn't she be able to get the first place without doing anything?

"Because there is a seduction course in the college, I also don't understand the relationship between death and seduction."

Lisa La rubbed her temples with a headache, she still hasn't figured out what is the connection between the two.

"But the explanation given by the gang of old men in the academy is that men in the human world prefer women with majestic chests, and they want us to emulate Valkyrie."

"Well, it feels like a subtle explanation that doesn't quite make sense."

After working as Shinigami for so many years, this was the first time Onozuka Komachi heard such an argument.

"Forget it, don't talk about these bad things."

Lisa waved her hand. The reason why she came to the east to communicate was to get rid of mental trauma.