Supernatural: A poor monk becomes stronger after crossing ghosts

"I... Yes!"

the caracal lord roared with a flushed face.

Hongyi nodded with satisfaction.

Listen, how much helplessness was in his voice!

"Amitabha!" Hongyi slowly walked in front of the caracal lord and looked at him with a peaceful expression.

"Do you know what's wrong?" the

caracal lord bowed his head and closed his eyes, his expression hideous.

It's

not over, isn't it?

If it weren't for the Underworld...

After calming down a little, the caracal lord slowly raised his head with a gloomy expression.

"I know it's wrong..."

"Amitabha, yes, you can change your mistakes, it's good, do you know what's wrong?" Hongyi asked again with a smile.

The caracal lord: "I..."

lowered his head and secretly glanced at the underworld, and looked at it with affection... From

time to time, he also looked at himself with encouraging eyes.

!

You two are real dogs

! This is Fahai beating mandarin ducks with a stick!

What have you become alive, what is this?

Xu Xian is a monk, Fahai is still vulgar?

"I shouldn't fall in love with one and not go home... Ahem, not a human woman!" the caracal lord gritted his teeth, but his face still showed an expression of chagrin.

Now Hongyi really admires

it! Amitabha! Look, what is a real actor! This is a real actor! The

poor monks have already soared to this point, and they can still bear it?"

"Amitabha

,

it seems that you don't have a clear understanding of your mistakes. After pondering for a moment, Hongyi said,

"Why did the poor monk let you become a monk

?" "Don't you really know it yourself

?" "Haven't you realized what you've done?"

What are you doing?

Robbing your rice?

You can do it! Wait for the Lord of the Underworld to leave...

"The disciple doesn't know, and I still hope for the guidance of the Fahai Divine Monk!" The caracal lord lowered his head again, adjusted his mood, raised his head, and his professional expression appeared again, with a little dazed in guilt, and a little at a loss in the dazedness.

Hongyi nodded.

"

Amitabha, that's good!" Hongyi bent down and gently picked up the razor and wiped the dust on the caracal lord.

"The poor monk didn't want to mention this matter again, alas..."

"Since you are so sincere!

""That's it...""Don't

go to the snake in the future... Remember!"

The caracal lord was directly stunned after hearing this, and the whole person was stunned in place.

Above...... Hongyi

decided to strike while the iron was hot!

I don't believe that this caracal master can continue to act like this?

"Come, the poor monk will shave your face!" Hongyi

took the razor and started from the head of the caracal master.

"The first knife, cut off all evil!" A

large piece of long hair fell!"The second knife, may all good be good!" Another large piece of long hair fell down in front of the eyes of the caracal lord

!"The third knife, swear to cross all sentient beings

!" Dozens of seconds later

!

"

Shave off three thousand troubles and escape into Buddhism for twenty years!" Hongyi put away the razor, closed his hands, looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and said with a smile:

"Amitabha, congratulations to the donor for leaving my Buddha today. "

The poor monk remembers your fault

!" "Give you the Dharma name: No Cock! I hope you can always be vigilant and don't do it again!" The

caracal lord woke up and looked at the long hair on the ground with a look of disbelief!

Why did you shave Lao Tzu's

head? trembling and stretched out his hand and touched his bald head!

Why is it so slippery? a little liquid?

This Fahai shaved himself and oiled himself?

Take it down!

I saw that Fahai, played by Hongyi in front of him, actually took out a white handkerchief from his arms and handed it to himself.

"Amitabha, come and wipe the blood!"

"The caracal lord: "..."

, he looked at the blood stains on his hands in a daze, and his whole body was trembling!

I can't bear it anymore

! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to do it

now!

Suddenly, a pair of delicate little hands put on his shoulders.

The caracal lord looked up.

It turned out to be the Lord of the Underworld!

The caracal lord couldn't help but tears rolling in his eyes.

"Since then, you

and I have been fated to be over..."My son and the little woman will be defeated, don't worry! I won't delay your practice in front of the Buddha

..."Hongyi:"

..."Amitabha, the poor monk thinks that he is ruthless enough

! I never thought that the strong have their own strong hands!

"I..." After seeing that the Lord of the Underworld finished speaking, the caracal lord looked at him with a stunned expression, as if waiting for a response.

This is acting

! The caracal lord is steady!

You can do it!"

"The little monk thanks the donor for your concern, Amitabha..."

"If you think so, the little woman will be relieved!" said the Lord of Hell, and turned to leave.

Is this the end of the filming

? Or is it not finished?

Hongyi was a little confused!

At this time, the underworld lord beckoned from a distance, signaling that the filming was over, and it was okay!

Hongyi breathed a sigh of relief.

Amitabha, the filming is finally over!

I don't dare to film anymore, it's just scared to death

!" "Master Fahai, your acting skills are very good!" Seeing Hongyi coming over, the underworld lord said with a smile.

"Amitabha, the Lord of the Underworld, the poor monk's Dharma name Hongyi!" Hongyi hesitated, touched his bald head and said.

"Oh, Hongyi?" the Hades Lord nodded.

"This is a beautiful name!" And

at this moment, the caracal lord walked over with a bald head.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is really admired for the caracal master's acting skills, I didn't expect the caracal lord to be willing to pay such a price for the effect, which really makes the poor monk admire!" Hongyi saw that his expression was gloomy, and he couldn't help but shoot a little rainbow fart first.

"However, it's still the Lord of the Underworld!" After Hongyi finished speaking, he turned his head:

"How did the Lord of the Underworld come up with such an adaptation idea?" "

Amitabha, unheard of, unseen!"

The screenwriter's designated blade has been stuffed up!

"Hehe, this is thanks to Master Hongyi's idea, all art comes from

life and is higher than life!" "The Lord of the Underworld sighed with emotion: "This sentence is really broad and profound

!" "But this time, thanks to the Lord of the Caracal, I thought that the Lord of the Caracal would definitely collapse, but I didn't expect..."

"The Lord of the Caracal is good

!" "And the Lord of the Underworld thinks that your image of a monk is much better than that of a scholar!" "

In the future, you can just dress up like

this!" "The caracal lord was already in a trance, and he heard the underworld master say that he would have to dress like this in

the future?" he couldn't help but close his eyes in despair

! "The little monk has no cock, thank you to the underworld!"

After speaking, his eyes turned black

! It's too shocking

! Lao Tzu is definitely not a human being when he films in the future!

"Hey... Come on, the caracal lord has fainted!" the Hades Lord immediately beckoned the people next to him to come over.

"It's almost time, this Hades Lord needs to go!" Seeing a few people carrying the caracal Lord aside, the Hades Lord turned to Hongyi and said.

"Amitabha, the Lord of the Underworld walks slowly, the poor monk's mission has been completed, and he will definitely leave soon!" Hongyi nodded with a smile and said.

"Will you ever see the monk again?" asked

the Hades Lord suddenly before leaving.

"Yes... Donor go slowly!".