Supernatural: A poor monk becomes stronger after crossing ghosts

"Uh" The middle-aged man said a little embarrassed:

"You still call me a waiter

!" "This young master still forget it!" "

We are not a men's field, and we don't provide that kind of special service..."

The middle-aged man pointed to the liquor card on the table and said,

"Are you two drinking?

"Wouldn't it be a bat root bar?"

"This is disgusting!"

"Guest, that one is too valuable, we don't have it, our specialty is rat root wine, do you need a bottle?" said the middle-aged man, pointing to a beautifully packaged bottle on the picture.

Hongyi looked down.

It's amazing....

The Mickey Mouse painted on the bottle of special wine

! There is absolutely nothing wrong with this advertisement!

"Amitabha, what, as a monk, the poor monk can't drink alcohol, so let's do it, you can help the poor monk pour a glass of boiled water!" Hongyi looked at the various wines on the sign.

It's too much to make up!

I guess I can't stand this small body.

"Uh... Boiled water?" The middle-aged man said with some embarrassment, "

This... It's not good, why don't you order a few bottles

?" "This girl will come to shake the dice with you, you can't drink boiled water, right?"

Hongyi was stunned after hearing this.

Didn't you just say that you don't provide

special services? Why do you turn your face and have a girl come to shake the dice

? "Aren't you without special services? Why are there still girls shaking the dice?" Hongyi said in a deep voice:

"Who do you think of the poor monk?" "

Amitabha, really..."

Middle-aged

man: "..."After hearing this, the middle-aged man looked a little strange and said: "We are not the kind of service you think, we shake the dice here, the bet is not as simple as drinking..."

"What's that gambling on?"

"Hehe, you'll know when you shake it in a while!" The middle-aged man didn't want to say more, and turned his head to open the door.

"Wait a minute, the girls will be here soon...",

and then closed the door directly.

"There won't be any problems with this, right?" Liu Chan hurriedly sat down next to Hongyi and asked in a low voice.

Hongyi shook his head.

The waiter should have looked down at something just now, and his expression began to change.

"It's okay... Poor monks, look at this group of girls, can they shake people to death by shaking the dice?" Hongyi said calmly.

"Dangdangdang..."

there was a knock on the door.

Then the door opened.

A group of demons and goblins walked in.

There are hanged ghosts with long tongues, there are burners who burn black and sloppy like charcoal, and there are thin ones who look like sticks, which should be starving ghosts...

This karaoke room is quite carefully prepared, and none of the several people who accompany the wine are the same.

Each person has a big red dice cup in their hands.

Looking at Hongyi with a smile, Qi brushed and bowed.

"Bang!" A

scorched black girl's head fell directly, and her bones rolled to Hongyi's feet, facing the door upwards, and she actually grinned and threw a wink at him.

Rao is Hongyi is bold, and this time he got goosebumps in an instant.

The eyelids are gone.

This girl, don't flatter your eyes!

Hongyi raised his foot and kicked the black head back.

I saw the girl fumbling to put her head back on, and smiled gratefully at Hongyi.

Amitabha

! It's all like this, how do you live in ordinary times? It's

really hard! It's

okay! Just

let the poor monk send you on your way in a while

! There is everything in the west!

Yes,

there should be everything.

"Amitabha, I don't know how you shake the dice?" Hongyi asked as he sat down a group of demons and monsters.

Beside Hongyi sat a hanged ghost.

His eyes protruded, his face turned blue, and a long red tongue hung out of his mouth.

On the other side sat a starving ghost emaciated as a hemp stick.

watched Hongyi keep wiping his saliva.

"How does the boss want to play? bragging, it's better than the size!" The hanged ghost on the left leaned towards Hongyi, and said with a smile, a long red tongue kept jumping around, very crazy.

"What about winning or losing?" Hongyi asked again.

"Hehe, then it depends on whether the boss wants to play ordinary or exciting?" said a middle-aged woman on the edge who was swollen like an elephant.

This should be a death support, right? Or a fat death?

Amitabha.

What kind of blind boss does this guy have to be?

"Oh, the poor monk hasn't heard of it yet, what's the difference?" Hongyi asked with a smile.

The middle-aged woman laughed and her whole body trembled.

"It's easy to be ordinary, let's shake it with you one by one, whoever loses can bite whoever bites, you can bite anywhere!"

Playing an ordinary poor monk will never win

!This price is too great

!"What about the exciting ones?

"Hehe, are you sure you dare to play the exciting ones?

""Play until you die!

" "If you lose, you'll die

!" "Amitabha!" Hongyi waved his hand and directly pushed the two girls beside him aside.

Reach out and pick up a hoop and press it directly on the table.

"Exciting, who will play with the poor monk first?" Liu

Chan has been repentant in her intestines since these so-called drunkards came in, and her whole body has not stopped.

He sat next to each other on a small round stool at the door of the bathroom, his head bowed.

I really want to cry!

What the hell is going on this day

? What kind of monster monk did Qin Du send

? Ask for dice with a group of drunkards?

The problem is that this monk is still laughing and the thief is happy.

If she hadn't come with this monk, she wouldn't have believed that she was a normal person!

Damn

! Still tugging at someone's tongue

? Is this a monk? The taste is too heavy!

Hongyi shook with the hanged ghost next to him first.

Three dice for one person, compared to the size!

Hongyi's spiritual eyes are open, just like perspective, it is strange that this long tongue can win.

Sure enough, he lost!

"Amitabha, the poor monk won, what must be the matter?" Hongyi glanced at this group of drunkards.

Seeing that in addition to the defeated hanged ghost, he looked a little frightened.

All the ghosts looked a little excited.

"You can do anything, you can play to death,"

the middle-aged woman smiled with a hideous expression.

"Uhhh

It seems that they are all ruthless

!" "Come on, don't be nervous, the poor monk should be gentle!" Hongyi

gently pinched the tongue of the hanged ghost.

Pull it out gently

! Yo, it's pretty tight

! Use a little force

! Wow

! It's worthy of hanging, this tongue is old!

"Master Liu, come..." shouted at Liu Chan, who was sitting in the corner, beckoned, patted the sofa next to her, and motioned for her to sit down.

Liu Chan slowly moved over in some fright!

As soon as she sat down, she saw the monk hand an old tongue to herself.

"Take it, this is all evidence to go back and exchange for bonuses!"

Liu Chan: "..."