The foodie aunt that the boss is afraid of

"Are you really going to play dead to the end?"

Priest Miji poked the ogre in the face, pulling at his wrinkled skin.

The ogre faced the scorching gaze from above, his heart suddenly rose to his throat, and beads of sweat rolled down from the corner of his forehead.

Why didn't this dead girl let him go? ! ! !

He can't open his eyes, he must play dead to the end!

This smelly girl will definitely think that he is dead, hahahahahaha, then he can take the opportunity to escape!

Priest Miji tilted her head, her black eyes were crystal clear, and her small face was slightly distressed, "In this case, I can only do this." She stood up, and suddenly drew the Taidao behind her back.

"Send you to Santuchuan for free!"

Clang - the knife out of its sheath

Between the electric light and the flint, the cold light flickered.

A gust of cold wind went straight to his neck.

The ogre suddenly opened his eyes, and seeing the blade close at hand, his pupils constricted suddenly, and the thought of pretending to be dead disappeared instantly.

He sensed a unique crisis from this blade!

If the knife is cut off, he will really die, right?

He... is going to die, right?

No, this is not a sun wheel knife, so he won't die!

Yes, he won't die!

However, he is still very scared!

He just opened his mouth and spat out the word "Wait——".

As if the head was on wheels, it rolled all the way out.

Ogre: ? ? ? ? ?

In an instant, his vision was brown, and his breath was filled with the smell of soil.

That intense and exciting feeling swept over again.

Make him twitch.

What's going on... He felt so painful, although it was slightly less painful than the pain of draining energy, it was still painful.

The young man's mouth was stuffed with barbecued meat, and his cheeks were bulging like a frog. Seeing this scene, he opened his mouth slightly, not even noticing the meat falling out of the corner of his mouth.

She held a Taidao horizontally in front of her eyes, and under the moonlight, the crescent-shaped knife pattern on the knife body could be seen faintly.

"The name of my sword is Sanri Yue Zongjin. In order to match his name, I asked him to go under the sun every day to absorb solar energy." Think, Sanriyue can kill you too."

Sanriyue: Grandpa only wants to drink tea and bask in the sun, not to be a salted fish every day :)

"But—" She frowned slightly, looked at the slow-burning ogre, and curled her lips: "The power should not be as great as the sun blade."

"..."

To be honest, this kind of death is the most tormenting ghost. He can't die after his neck is cut off, so can he just give him a knife?

qwq

The ogre tried hard to turn his face from the mud, and looked at the young man with all his strength, his eyes widened like goldfish eyes, and his eyes clearly expressed his desire to die.

Let him die, he doesn't want to see this smelly girl again! ! ! !

The young man swallowed the meat in his mouth with difficulty, and couldn't help but persuade him: "Why don't you let him die quickly?"

Seeing the cannibal begging for death in misery, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Well, let him die like this!"

"I feel very good."

Under the gaze of the priest Miji, after a few minutes, the ogre finally slowly turned into fly ash.

youth:"……..."

At this time, the sky turned white, and a ray of sunlight illuminated the sky.

"Its daybreak."

Priest Miji put away the sword and stood with his back facing the morning light. His long black hair like a waterfall was softly scattered on his back, his skin was fair and delicate, his face was pretty, and his big black eyes gleamed with light, making this already outstanding facial features more eye-catching.

The young man was in a trance for a while. If she hadn't held the knife in her hand, he would have thought it was a young lady who had escaped from some family.

She tilted her head and smiled at the young man, "Hey, let's set off to find the ogre!"

"You still tell me where ogres often appear, and I can go by myself."

After the young man came back to his senses, he raised his hand to wipe off the oil stains around his mouth, and with firm eyes, he sincerely suggested to her, "Do you want to join our ghost killing team?"

This girl is very powerful, and she definitely has the qualifications to join the Ghost Slayer Squad.

Priest Miji opened her eyes slightly, it was the first time she heard the term "ghost killing team", but what she was more concerned about was that after joining, would she be able to meet ogres every day?

The young man seemed to have guessed her thoughts, smiled helplessly, and scratched his head, "Existences like us basically have a high chance of encountering ghosts."

After all, they are all ghost hunters chasing ghosts.

Priest Miji's eyes lit up, "Wow, that sounds really good."

"What do I have to do to join the Demon Slayer Squad?"

"You have to pass the final selection every year. If you stay in the Fujishi mountain where the ghosts are imprisoned for seven days and survive, you will be considered successful." The young man said.

"There are many ghosts on Fujiji Mountain?"

She couldn't help being excited when she thought of the many seasonings and delicious food that she was about to get.

"—Many" the young man nodded slightly, "They were all captured by the former Zhu and imprisoned in the Fuji Mountain."

"Let's set off immediately!!" Priest Miji was full of delicious food and was full of energy. He pulled the young man and led him out of the woods. The destination was Tengshishan.

"No, you wait!!"

"There are still five days before the final selection for this year begins."

"It's too early for you to go now!"

The author has something to say: Grandpa:) I like to bask in the sun, but I don’t like to cook salted fish

#The lord forces me to bask in the sun every day

#solar energy = solar energy