Supernatural: A poor monk becomes stronger after crossing ghosts

"Hehe, you can't say this...", the old bustard said with an expression that you understand

, "Childe, have you chosen well

?" "Can you choose both?" Hongyi asked embarrassedly.

Who knew that the old bustard covered his mouth and laughed.

This monk is quite greedy.

With such a small physique, one will be divided and one will be cooked, and one person will not be able to feed it, so how many do you want to choose?"

The old bustard looked embarrassed.

Hongyi pulled the bustard and walked towards room 5!

"Hey... Childe wait!" The old bustard looked at Hongyi, who was a little anxious, and couldn't help shouting.

Is this No. 5 house empty

?What are you pulling the old body for?

"Aren't you coming in?" Hongyi looked at the old bustard standing outside the door in some surprise.

The

old bustard: "...", "Childe, this room is empty? The girls are in the first four houses, you are like this, is it possible that the son can still look at the old body?" The old bustard turned his face and chuckled.

Hongyi nodded: "Yes!" "

Huh?"

Hearing Hongyi's answer, the old bustard stood stunned in place.

Just when the bustard was standing at the door, Hongyi stretched out his hand and pulled her in: "Amitabha, female benefactor, time is pressing." "

Wait," the old bustard hurriedly shouted.

Is this monk really a monkey in a hurry? The

lights are not turned on?

Do you know where the bed is?"

"Don't wait, the poor monk won't introduce them one by one, and you can ask others on the way..."

2000 points of excess.

Hongyi came out of room 5 satisfied.

The whole small courtyard was silent, and there was not a sound at all.

Of the first 4 rooms, only the first one is lit.

Hongyi walked over slowly.

When the door was opened, a large black coffin was standing on the bed.

"Smack!" Hongyi casually extinguished the white candle.

The sailors were angry again:

[Turn off the lights again

...] [Don't eat alone...] [

Brothers, brush up the rocket, yoga instructor!

There was a strange sound coming from inside the black coffin.

"Snoring... Snorr..."

Hongyi walked in and listened.

Is this the ghost inside

asleep? This is too disrespectful! The

poor monk has been in for so long, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't say hello!

He actually fell asleep

? The most extreme thing is that the coffin board can't suppress your snoring?

"Bang!"

kicked the coffin lid directly to the side.

At this time, the sweet female ghost who was sleeping in it seemed to feel that something was not right, stretched out her miserable white hand, and stretched it straight forward: "????"

touched both sides again.

"Damn, which turtle grandson took the old lady Gai'er away

?" "Ah! where did the old lady go?"

The female ghost sat up and looked at Hongyi who was standing by the coffin.

Both were taken aback.

Hongyi covered his nose and hurriedly took a few steps back.

Under the flashlight, the water friends in the live broadcast room exploded directly.

[Ahhh

Thinking of the message on the door, is this the death of a person who fell into

the water?Is this the case after the death of the water?

"Amitabha, the female benefactor, can the poor monk ask how long you have been in the water?"

The female ghost heard the monk's question, and then looked at the monk's expression.

He looked down at himself.

Isn't it just swollen

? Isn't

it just from 124 catties to 421 catties

? Is it so terrifying?

"Truly, don't leave when the monk comes..." The female ghost opened her mouth and said with a gloomy smile.

Sitting in the coffin, he waved at Hongyi, throwing a wink.

That look is like a girl with flowers and branches coquettish to her lover.

Hongyi frowned and walked over quickly.

"Come on, come on!" the female ghost smiled even more happily.

I didn't expect a little illusion, and this monk couldn't bear it.

It seems that he is in a hurry.

The female ghost swayed inside the coffin.

It's a bit crowded.

However, it's okay, let the monk be on it for a while

! No! Isn't

this my

coffin board? Monk, what are you doing with

the coffin board? Hongyi picked up the coffin board and slapped it at the female ghost.

It's so scary!

Just like that, the poor monk won't introduce you to the tour package.

I guess you can't get in the car even if you go to the car.

It's not such a big seat!

I slapped at the female ghost for a while, and sent the female ghost directly on the road.

The excess value is pitiful, it's outrageous

! With such a fat body type, the excess value is not as high as the old bustard, bad reviews!

Solve the female ghost in the first room, Hongyi swept the past one by one.

Every house is simply miserable.

The whole body of the electrocuted body was shriveled and shriveled, and there was a smell of burnt paste from afar, so Hongyi lit a fire for her by the way, and burned it dry...

The death in the car accident was even worse, and it was directly pressed into a cake.

It's normal to be scared to death, but the problem is that Hongyi hasn't spoken yet, and just opened the coffin lid, and the little girl went straight to it...

Hehe, it makes people scared to death and become ghosts.

Being scared to death by being a ghost, what else can you become?

Hongyi kept turning over and over in the entire funeral Qinglou, opening every coffin like opening a treasure chest.

What a surprise.

After working for more than half an hour, I finally opened all the treasure chests.

"Amitabha, good, good!" Hongyi came out of the mourning building with satisfaction.

It's just that after coming out, none of the old bustards who were still soliciting customers on the entire street just now were gone.

Each one has a closed door.

Hongyi looked at the time, it was only three o'clock in the middle of the night!

Isn't the entertainment venue all over until dawn?

With a hint of doubt, Hongyi ran to the door of this happy event green building with a red lantern hanging on the opposite side.

"Bang... Bang...... Bang!

" "Amitabha, is anyone there?" the poor monk is here to consume..."

, "Old bustard?" "Old bustard,

come out to pick up customers!"

"Open the door! Routine inspection!"

After calling for a long time, the door finally opened.

But it was not the old bustard in a red cheongsam just now, but an old man in black.

At this time, he was at the door, two gloomy eyes shot out of the crack in the door, and the old man's hoarse and low voice came from the crack in the door: "Guest officer, it's closed!"

"Hey, you can't go in... It's closed!"

Hongyi ignored him, and directly pushed the door and strode in.

He entered the door and glanced at the environment, and nodded with satisfaction.

Look, it's different to do happy things.

The entire hall is lit up and filled with a festive atmosphere.

"Oops... Why is Childe here again?" At this moment, the plump old bustard slowly came down from the upper floor.