Supernatural: A poor monk becomes stronger after crossing ghosts

At this moment, outside the door of the room, there was a noisy quarrel, and a burst of women screaming and crying could be heard.

Hongyi opened the door.

found that several people surrounded Xiao Qing in the middle with excitement.

"We're going to check out! This hotel can't stay any longer!"

"It's just... Finally, after a tour, your company actually arranged this kind of hotel?

""Not only to check out, but also to report you!"

...

A group of people kept arguing and arguing!

"Amitabha!" Hongyi opened the door, folded his hands, and said to the quarrelsome people

, "How many donors, can you be quiet

?" Xiao Qing saw Hongyi come out, and immediately quickly hid behind Hongyi.

"Can the poor monk ask what's wrong?"

"Little master, you are also a member of the tour group? I can tell you, this company is so black-hearted, the room arranged is actually haunted! I was almost scared to death...", a middle-aged woman with heavy makeup said angrily.

Haunted?

It's really sleepy, and there are ghosts to send pillows! The

poor monk is worried about where to find a ghost and ask about the market.

I didn't expect to be able to meet a ghost so easily

! It's not a place with a high incidence of supernatural things!

Great!

Hongyi eagerly took the middle-aged woman's hand, looking very excited: "Where is it haunted... Take the poor monk to see it, if the ghost runs away, it will be troublesome!"

Middle-aged woman: "..."

Room 404 of the hotel.

Hongyi walked into the guest room, and a faint ghostly aura lingered throughout the room.

By asking the middle-aged woman, she learned that when she slept at night, she felt that there was someone under the bed.

Moreover, in the middle of the night, I heard bursts of laughter from under the bed.

However, when the light was turned on, there was no one under the bed.

Hongyi could feel a faint ghostly aura in the room.

Open the Psychic Vision.

The whole room suddenly changed.

The bathroom was covered in blood.

Several black palms are imprinted on the glass.

Spots of dried blood on the white sheets were visible.

Hongyi lifted the quilt...

Fall asleep upside down.

He was going to wait quietly for the ghost to appear.

After all, it's only afternoon.

It's not a short time until the evening.

......

12 midnight.

The hotel has 404 rooms.

A black figure slowly stretched out his pale hands from under the bed.

Immediately after, a balding middle-aged man crawled out.

The

middle-aged man's face turned blue, his lips were black, and his face was full of horizontal and vertical cracks.

"Wake up... Wake up..."

The middle-aged man kept his whole face behind the quilt and kept whispering at the head of the bed.

"I died so miserably...""What

a miserable death!" screamed

for a long time, and the person in the bed seemed to sleep very soundly, and there was no sign of waking up at all.

The

middle-aged man slowly moved to the other side of the bed.

Only then did it become clear that it was a monk who was sleeping on the bed? The middle-aged woman ran away?

Monks are monks, see if Lao Tzu doesn't scare you to death..."The corners of the bald ghost's mouth hooked up a cruel smile.

He bowed his head to the monk's ear on the bed, and then shouted softly,

"Wake up... Wake up

...""I died so miserably! "I died so miserably

...""I was hacked to death...""

Woo...

"You're not awake yet?"

The bald ghost stretched out his pale fingers and poked into the monk's nose on the bed, and a warm stream of air gushed out.

Alive? Alive,

you can't wake up

? How much did you drink? No peanuts?

The bald ghost was a little skeptical about life.

How scary is this if you can't wake up?

Gently reaching out and pushing the monk on the bed, he was instantly bulldozed.

The bald ghost was startled and quickly crouched down.

After a while, the slight snoring sounded again.

The bald ghost carefully pushed the monk again, and at this time, the monk's arm gently put his arm on it.

He hurriedly lay directly on the ground!

"Whew... I'm scared to death!,,,,

I turned my head and thought, no!

What the hell is Lao Tzu a ghost! Lao Tzu is

here to scare people...

Yes, scary!

The bald ghost suddenly showed a professional cruel smile again, and the scary person had to look scary.

Chong spat a mouthful of black saliva on his hand, wiped the few long hairs left on his head, straightened his clothes, and stretched the collar of his chest shirt a little bigger, which was more imposing.

Finally, I looked down at the image again

! Hmmm

! It's scary! Slowly

raised his head and stood up with his hands on the bed.

In

the dark moonlight, a big bald head was sitting upright on the bed, and Yi Xi could see that the corners of the monk's mouth were slightly hooked.

"Is there something wrong with you?" asked Hongyi playfully.

It's been a long time since I've seen such a weak ghost.

I can't help but feel a little nostalgic.

Scary ghost: Before death, he was born timid as a mouse, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard.

Horror Level

: DFear Value: 6000

Characteristic: Entrenched in a hotel room after death, weak in strength, and a bad taste for scary.

Scary?

"Uh... I...... You slept well, didn't you?" the scary ghost was startled by Hongyi's sudden sitting up, and couldn't help but say.

Hongyi was more interested, and just asked what the ghosts in the island country were.

"Amitabha, the poor monk slept well. Hongyi replied.

The atmosphere cooled down for a while.

In an instant, there was some embarrassment between the two big men.

"That's... There's nothing to dislike, is it?" the scary ghost continued.

Hongyi nodded: "I'm quite satisfied!" The

scary ghost was constantly cheering himself up at this time.

You're a ghost

! He's human!

You can...

Come on!

The scary ghost calmed down his good mood, tried to put on a very fierce expression, and said, "That... I'll quit first if it's okay, it's not early, you go back to sleep... Staying up late is not good for your skin!", he

said, quickly lowering his head and slowly retreating backwards.

"Hehe... Donor, since you're here, why don't you have a good chat with the poor monk? It just so happens that the poor monk has some questions to ask you. Hongyi grabbed him with one hand and said with a smile on his face.

"Uhh It's really not early, I..."

Seeing the monk's face slowly gloomy.

"I... Actually, it's nothing, hehe... Let's talk about it?"

Hongyi rolled over and got out of bed and turned on the light.

At this time, under the light, the scary ghost was a little restrained in place, with his head down, and his hands were tightly clasped together.

"Come... Don't be afraid, sit!" Hongyi washed his face and came out, and when he saw the scary ghost, he couldn't help but smile and pointed to the sofa and said.

"

Hey!" the scary ghost immediately replied loudly and sat down on the sofa with stiff steps.

Still with his head down, his hands on his knees, his fingers pinched tightly.

What is this monk going to do?

I'm so scared!

What should I do?