Supernatural: A poor monk becomes stronger after crossing ghosts

Just after the fat woman died, the whole playground seemed to change the sky all of a sudden, and the sun was shining just now, which seemed to be dark all of a sudden.

Hongyi asked Qin Lan a little strangely: "Didn't you say that it's always daylight here?"

How do I know?" Qin Lan was also a little stunned by this question, and said angrily

: "That's what the information says

!" "Who wrote the information?"

"I wrote it!"

Hongyi: "..."

Woman... Unreasonable.

All of a sudden, the whole thrill playground was instantly eerie.

Those who looked normal during the day turned into looming ghosts at this moment.

At a glance.

All kinds of ghosts are constantly wandering.

There are quite a few of them.

"It's... What's next?" Gu Heng asked with some surprise.

"Didn't you mean playing games? Hongyi said indifferently.

The ghost running around on the road, Hongyi tried, and sure enough, he couldn't attack, and besides, the ghost didn't attack you, as if he couldn't see it, just floating around.

The crowd circled around for the next amusement – the human propeller, a

huge airplane propeller erected in the open space in front of them.

The entire propeller was stained with blood, and there was a thick layer of minced meat underneath.

When a few people walked in, there were a few bandages tied to the propellers.

"This is also an entertainment project?" Qin Lan said with some surprise.

Next to him, Gu Heng nodded approvingly with Wang Daochang.

Who designed

it? This is too terrifying

? How fast can the propeller of an airplane

turn? Can a person still live after such a turn if he is tied up? Doesn't his brain turn directly into paste!

Shui Youmen was also frightened:

[Lao Tzu will watch the live broadcast more tonight, and the roller coaster hasn't slowed down yet...

] [This is not good, I don't dare to look at it, and then I have a first-person perspective It is estimated that I will go to the west to travel tonight!]

[It is highly recommended that this must not be the

first perspective!] [Lao Tzu rewards 100 rockets, please don't have the first perspective, the grade is older, I really can't stand it!] [100

super fire offerings, leave me a way to live...

] [It's all big guys, what should I do if I only have lollipops?] [Doesn't

anyone think this is exciting

?] "Come on?

A male ghost in a flight suit slowly peeks out of the cockpit of the plane.

"Ahh

This pilot actually lost half of his head, as if he had been cut diagonally by some sharp weapon, and half of his face was neatly slashed.

"Amitabha, how do you play with this?" Hongyi asked as he walked to the window.

"Hey, hey. The pilot cracked his mouth, half of his face dripping blood, and smiled: "Just tie it up and play with it!" "

Is it exciting?" Hongyi then asked.

Unexpectedly, the pilot put his hand on the window and said domineeringly: "In the whole exciting playground, this one of mine is definitely the most exciting, and after the experience, it will definitely make you unforgettable for life." "

How about it? Do you want to have fun

?" "Is it really so exciting?"

Seeing the monk in front of him, he actually showed a suspicious look.

The pilot immediately got angry.

You can look down on me.

But if you look down on my plane, then I can't bear it.

Stretching out his hand to signal Hongyi to give way, he was going to push open the door and come down.

The pilot walked up to the propeller, pointed to the propeller and said: "This speed can reach 300 revolutions per second, which will definitely make you go to the sky in one second! Die in an instant in a sense of fast! There is no pain

at all! How about it? Exciting or not

?" Turning his head to Hongyi and said contemptuously: "Do you still dare to play now?"

Unexpectedly, the monk in front of him actually showed an interested look.

The

pilot loosened his straps and motioned for the monk to stand up and get ready to get on the propeller.

It's just....

"Monk, what are you arresting me for?" The pilot was a little strange, what was this monk going to do by pulling Lao Tzu's clothes?

The next second, the pilot understood.

"Lord... "

Please, let me go!" "

I have a concussion, I can't play this

!" "It's going to be dead, it's going to be dead!" The

pilot was strapped to the propeller and cried loudly.

Listen, it's really touching.

Hongyi then ripped off a piece of duct tape from the nose of the plane and sealed his mouth!

Do you want to make a face

? You have a concussion? You can run away with an empty head, and you have a concussion?

"Amitabha, which of us will fly the plane?" Hongyi turned to the people in the Paranormal Bureau and asked.

After asking for a long time, seeing that no one reached out their hand, Hongyi was planning to uncover the tape and talk to the pilot about how to start the plane.

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration.

Turning his head to everyone in the Psychic Bureau, he asked, "Who has ever played the airplane game?"

Now the three of them raised their hands!

Sure enough,

there are still more otaku skills, and the plane can be driven.

"What game are you playing?" Hongyi planned to choose the one that was closest to reality, so that it would be safe.

The first team member: "Fight!" The second team member: "Thunder Battle!" The

third team member can finally be normal, the VR version

of the rocket driving! The

rocket should be similar to the airplane!

This is a shy young man, standing in front of the big guy he has admired for a long time, a little restrained.

"Boss Hongdae, I... Is it okay to play games?" he was a little unsure, and he always felt that this was a little too unreliable.

Hongyi patted him on the shoulder and encouraged: "One law, ten thousand laws, I think the poor monk only drove a go-kart at the beginning, you see now, isn't the poor monk driving very stable?

The big guy is right, you can drive directly when you play and run a kart, and I should be able to fly a plane when I play a rocket.

Qin

Lan covered her head and looked at the two of them speechlessly.

Nima, who drove the Ferrari on the wall last time?"

Big guy, is the plane the same as the car, starting in first gear?" the young man asked, sitting in the cab, a little uncertain.

"How do you start the rocket?"

"Press 6 and push the accelerator directly to the end!"

"Amitabha, let's do it!"

The propeller is spinning up.

The question is.

Why the hell are you spinning underground

? Aren't all planes supposed to go up to the sky

? Are you drilling into the ground?

Everyone outside ran far away, looking at the other side in a daze. I'm afraid that a dragon will raise its head and then go straight to the sky in the plane that is making a hole.

"Big guy, why does this keep flying down!" the young man wondered.

Hongyi directly pulled out the steering wheel of the plane and said fiercely: "What kind of broken chicken feather steering wheel is this, it can't hit the direction!".