"Walk slowly..."

Hongyi waved at Viscount George, watching him be trapped by the Lock Spirit Ring and taken away.

I asked myself about the repair status of the Ferrari, and it will take a month to get better, and it is estimated that the school will start when the car is repaired.

and paid for the taxi that burned last night.

A check of ZFB, there is an extra 200,000 soft girl coins.

On the way home, I bought a bunch of fruits, drove a taxi and made so much money, Hongyi couldn't help but think that it would be good to open a taxi part-time, and it would be enjoyable and profitable.

When

I entered the door, I didn't even wait to put down what I was holding.

"Ahh

"Stop!" I agreed..."

Hongyi hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, and hurriedly said.

"Uh, don't you even ask anything?" Han Xiaomei was a little surprised, when did this monk react so quickly now, it's a bit incredible!

Hongyi smiled bitterly: "Amitabha, classmate Han Xiaomei, is there a difference between asking and not asking for a little monk

?" "Is there no difference?" "Is there a difference?" "Is there a difference?" "Is there no difference?" "Is there no

difference?" "Is there a

difference?"

No, you go to the balcony and take a look, you know!" Han Xiaomei sat proudly on the sofa and sneered.

Hongyi silently came to the balcony and looked up to see that his clothes were neatly hanging on the clothes pole, some of them were still dripping, and they were obviously washed in the morning.

Silently turned his head and carried the fruit to the kitchen.

A voice sounded behind him: "Remember to put some salt when washing, wash it three times... There are also strawberries that have their roots removed, apples that have been peeled off and cut into pieces, and toothpicks that have been brought along with them..."

Look, the life of a poor monk is so happy."

A few minutes later, Hongyi came to the sofa with a plate of hearty fruit.

"Today a sailor sent us a message asking for help. Han Xiaomei ate the fruit over and over again, and said to Hongyi over and over again.

"Huh, please ask us?" Hongyi nodded in surprise.

If you can ask Han Xiaomei for help, you have met a ghost!

"That's right!" she stuffed another strawberry and said vaguely: "That's the case, this sailor is from Hangcheng, and his son has been a little strange recently, so he wants us to come to the door to see." "

What are you looking for?"

He said very vaguely, saying that his son had not slept all night, and once in the middle of the night he found that his son was carrying a classmate on his back, but when he turned his head and saw that it was gone, it was very strange in short!

Isn't it a live broadcast tonight? Why don't you go and see it. Han Xiaomei stared at Hongyi after speaking.

In fact, after several live broadcasts, she also understood.

Feelings: All the sailors are coming for the monk, not for her.

This made her very devastated

! If this girl can catch

ghosts, who will broadcast live! Fortunately, the monk has been obedient to her since she was a child, what kind of thing can't be done by washing clothes once?

It's a big deal to wash it twice!

Besides, after a few live broadcasts, she is now a little immune to those terrifying ghosts, her face is not red and her heart is not beating, if she has Hongyi's two times, she probably wants to try it herself.

"Okay, the poor monk will need to listen to the Buddha's teachings..."Hongyi walked to the door and said to Han Xiaomei, who was immersed in fighting with fruits.

Close the door and lock it with your hands.

A lesson from the previous car, a teacher from the back.

Once in high school, when she was taking a nap, she stole her home, and even painted a smoky makeup for the little monk, and took pictures for the bottom, and it quickly spread in the school at a spread rate of 3 people per second.

This....

It's terrifying!

....

It's 12 midnight again.

Walk into the supernatural and start broadcasting.

Han Xiaomei, Hongyi and a middle-aged woman sat in a gazebo in an old community, and she greeted the live broadcast room:

"Hello everyone, it's time to start broadcasting.

The female ghost who was abused to death last time has a happy result, and the murderer has been brought to justice in the morning, and I believe that which sister can rest in peace in the spirit of the sky.

Tonight, we came to find out according to the supernatural events encountered by fans in the live broadcast room for help.

Whether it's a ghost or not, we'll know in a moment.

If it's really a ghost, then ask our Master Hongyi to help.

At this time, Hongyi next to him smiled and said: "Amitabha, crossing ghosts is like crossing oneself, if this is the case, the poor monk is duty-bound, and the Western Heaven package has been prepared." A

familiar line came out.

The live broadcast room was immediately filled with joy.

[Hahahaha, the familiar West Heaven Package!]

[The West Heaven Sightseeing Group has driven, and those who didn't get in the car are hurrying up... It's outdated

!] [The ghost animal area of station B got on the bus, and the Xitian yacht sailed!] [

233333, I vaguely remember the scene of the last time Master Hongyi introduced the Xitian tourism, and in retrospect, it was two days ago. [

I don't know what the hell is tonight?I'm looking forward

to it!] [Bixian's waterfall-like black hair still lingers in my mind

...] [Brother, why don't you work all the time tonight and call her to warm your bed?

] [Hehe! As long as you are bold, the female ghost will be on maternity leave...] [

In the next person, it is called Dongjiang Wu Yanzu... A golden tongue fights the nine abysses, brothers, tonight buddies will try it with the pen fairy, and I promise to make her love

it!] [In Xiannan Lin Peng Yuyan, disrespectful and disrespectful!]

The barrage is getting more and more crooked, and a group of late-night veteran drivers keep driving.

Hongyi turned his head to the pair of middle-aged women next to him and said, "Amitabha, let's talk about the child!" This

is the middle-aged woman named Wang Ying, nodded heavily, and then said:

"This child in our family, I don't know when it started, I found it from last Saturday night, I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and saw the lamp in the child's room was on, so I opened the door and went in to have a look."

I went in to see, I was very relieved, the child was lying on the writing desk and writing hard, thinking that the child was finally sensible, and he was still studying hard in the middle of the night on Saturday night, although he was the first to last in the class, but as long as he had this perseverance, he would sooner or later pull the penultimate down the horse.

But, I'll take a look inside..."

Speaking of this, Wang Ying Liansheng showed a look of fear, turned his head to look around, and continued: "It's all some blood-red ghost paintings, I was startled at the time, but no matter how I call the child, I can't wake up, so scared, I quickly take off my shoes and take the soles of my shoes and smoke them! I finally woke up after a long time!"

Hongyi looked at her with some confusion, and the soles of her shoes were pumped

"But the child woke up and asked three questions I don't know, from that day, every night at 1 o'clock, the child sat at the desk on time and began to draw, the first two days I could wake up with a single smoking, but since the day before yesterday, I can't wake up with a blood draw.

Moreover, last night, when I entered his house again, I found that there was a child crawling on the child's back, his school uniform was full of blood, his head was full of holes, and he felt that the brain sauce was flowing out.

I screamed in fright, but the kid in the school uniform turned around and smiled at me, and he was gone!

What can I do!

The child's father watched your show all day, and then he remembered to ask for help from you, you must save us. "

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