Xuan Qingzi was a wandering little Taoist priest, thin and ignorant, with an old copper bell hanging from his waist.
> The world only knows that he is extremely lucky and can always "luckily" survive in places where evil spirits are haunting him.
> Little did they know that the ringing of the bell was not to ward off evil spirits, but to signal the start of the meal.
The resentful spirits are like sour meat, the fighting spirits are like knives cutting through strong wine, and the bone demons crawling out of the cracks in hell... Well, they taste like old dried shrimps.
He was as picky as a gourmet when he appraised all ghosts. Until that night in the barren mountain, I bumped into the corpse team "leaving the hell", saw the tomb guard's blood splattered on the wound, and the copper bell was stained with an ominous dark red.
When the tomb keeper came looking for him, and when the gaze of hell came from the depths of the gap, Xuan Qingzi licked his lips.
Camouflage? It's almost time to wear the gang. Hunt? Very annoying.
But... The next main course is the "Lord of the Hell Abyss".
This meal is worth the risk.
—— "Charm", who specializes in eating Netherworld, is also worrying about the quality of ingredients and the lack of disguise today.
Concept: While traditional monsters are obsessed with the confrontation between good and evil, this work allows the protagonist to raise a knife and fork and comment: "A half-cooked wraith paired with cracked sulfur salt can win countless human beings."