Supernatural: A poor monk becomes stronger after crossing ghosts

"Come, the bride is here!" said the old bustard, holding a green handkerchief in his hand, looking happy.

The

demons and monsters on both sides clapped their hands stiffly, and there was no expression on their faces, as if this was a funeral, not a wedding at all.

"Bang..."A

pair of bloody palms fell.

Hongyi bent down to pick it up and handed it to the bloody group performer in front of him.

"Don't get too excited... You don't have to shoot so hard, your hands are broken!"

he didn't expect either.

When the bustard came down, he didn't say anything, just circled around him.

And then....

And then somehow the wedding began.

At that moment, the door opened.

A bride with a red hijab was led by an old janitor and walked into the auditorium.

The bride is very hot and graceful, and the hem of a bright red wedding robe is long and dragged on the ground.

The old bustard smiled and said: "Childe, this is the number one girl in our family, although she has no personnel, she is proficient in eighteen kinds of martial arts, and she is absolutely satisfied with Childe..."

And our girl is born stunning, shy of flowers in the closed moon, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!

The most important thing is that our girl is born with a prosperous appearance, and the son will definitely soar in the future..."

"Childe is satisfied?" the old bustard looked at Hongyi with a smile.

Seeing Hongyi, he nodded with satisfaction.

She stuffed the bride's hand into Hongyi's hand, looked reluctant, choked with tears and said, "Xiu... Later...... Live a good life with your son... I can come back often... Whining...... Look at Mom!"

"Childe, the old body will hand over my daughter to you... You must treat her well!"

Hongyi smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, the poor monk will definitely settle the girl properly, and you will also be together, and the poor monk will be settled." "

There must be at least a dozen ghosts in this

room! All of them will be sent to the Western Heavens

! Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!

All for the sake of purifying sentient beings!"

"Come, directly lead the son's cave room..." The old bustard was overjoyed, waved his little hand, and suddenly the old man who watched the door led the bride and began to walk towards the inner hall.

"Wait..." Hongyi hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop.

"Amitabha, donor, don't you go to the church?" The

old bustard was stunned for a moment, and then grinned: "If the child's parents are not here, this procedure will be waived! The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, and the bride has already gone to the room to wait for you first! You can go quickly!" Then the old bustard

gave the old man a vague look.

The old man also nodded quietly.

Hongyi smiled and looked at the two of them with a smile.

Look at the zombie-like dead people around you.

At this time, they were all starless, standing stiffly in place.

Hongyi put down the backpack from behind his back and said to the old bustard: "Female donor, except for the bride, everyone in the store is here!"

The old bustard saw that he had to move, and smiled even brighter: "Oops... Childe doesn't have to be like this, why don't you need to send happy money... From now on, it's a family, it's too outward.

Childe, even less silver... Let's go now..."

The old bustard saw Hongyi take out a pistol with silver light from his bag, and was stunned for a while.

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

Several gunshots rang out, and several zombies fell to the ground in a daze.

"Hehe... Son...... If you don't want to, we... We're not reluctant, there's no need to fight and kill..."The old bustard smiled a little reluctantly.

"Oh?" Hongyi blew out the muzzle of the gun, raised his hand and sent the old man away with a shot.

The bustard is going to be scared to death

! This ghost mound is a rookie camp, and the strength is terrible, or who will do the meat and skin business

! Isn't it fragrant to go out and scare people?

This damn spirit and ghost king doesn't know how to ask a few powerful security guards!

And this monk is a special shot...

This old lady can't stand it!

"Plop..."

The old bustard instantly knelt down for Hongyi, his face was pale and trembling, and he said, "Gong... Childe, you can play casually with the girl in the store! It's all out to eat, give a way to live... It's

really not good..."The old bustard's face was slightly red, and he was a little twisted: "It's really not good... The old body is still working hard, and it's not... When he was young, he was proficient in 72 kinds of secret arts, and he kept his son

..."Hongyi: "..."

Amitabha...

Are you trying to scare the poor monk to death?"

"Do you see the poor monk like that kind of person?" Hongyi said with a righteous face.

The old bustard looked at him who suddenly changed his face and nodded blankly.

"Bang..."

and the last one....

Hongyi put away the gun, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the back wing.

Come to the red glowing wedding room. Hongyi knocked on the door politely.

"Xianggong... Come in!" came a shy voice from inside the house.

Hongyi stretched out his hand to push the door open, and the room was a festive red.

There are festive things such as peanuts, red dates, and longan on the table.

A shadow sat upright on the edge of the bed.

Hongyi's eyes couldn't help but light up.

With a small cherry mouth, willow leaves and curved eyebrows, the skin on her face is like snow, she is definitely a 90-point beauty!

And she is dressed in an antique wedding dress, with a hint of timidity on her face, which makes people can't help but want to take it into her arms for a while.

"Poor monk..."Hongyi's face flushed, and he reached out to grab the bride and the female ghost.

This heavy and restrained ghost aura is really attractive.

The

bride and female ghost: an infatuated woman in the ancient Qinglou, died of martyrdom, and her resentment did not disperse, forming a thousand-year-old ghost.

Fear Level A + Fear

Value: 190000

Characteristics: I have dreamed countless times that I can be married by the Ming media, and after my death, I will handle ghost weddings all day long, and the married man will be sucked dry of yang energy and die, and at worst he will be captive by female ghosts, providing yang services all day long, and will never see the light of day until the yang energy is exhausted.

(Note: Remember not to go to her bed, although the process is very beautiful, but the ending is very bad, and the little life matters!)

19000 super value

! Amitabha

! The poor monk will come to meet you!

The bride and the female ghost are a little confused at this time, and they have been in the monkey hurry, and they have also entered the lustful ones, but you are also too anxious, right?

The bride and the female ghost hurriedly laughed and quickly dodged Hongyi's palm.

"Xianggong

!" "The night is so long, don't be so anxious!" "

Is it okay to talk to the slave family?"

After Hongyi jumped into the air, he sat where the bride was sitting just now, looking at her with a smile.

The poor monk is in a hurry! There are so many girls waiting for

the poor monk in the back! Can you not be in a hurry

? What if the girls all sleep

? How can the poor monk introduce the Xitian tour package?

Seeing Hongyi's obsessed appearance, as if he was completely fascinated by himself, the bride and the female ghost covered her small mouth and chuckled, and the fierce glint flashed in her eyes.

"Childe, the slave family is a little cold, can I sit on your lap?".