Supernatural: A poor monk becomes stronger after crossing ghosts

After Hongyi pushed open the two wooden doors, the withered yellow fallen leaves in the yard were covered with a thick layer, it was a hot summer day, but all the flowers and plants raised in the yard were eroded by resentment.

The water in the small pond in the middle was black and turbid, emitting a pungent fishy smell.

"Is your mother in the house?" Hongyi asked, holding down the little ghost in front of him.

The little ghost turned around and shook his head: "I don't know, my mother is often gone..."

The door was dilapidated and covered in dried blood.

Gently push the door open.

Suddenly, a more gloomy resentment came to his face.

Suddenly, a slippery arm behind him passed directly through Hongyi's chest from behind, and suddenly two balloons with water were clinging to his back.

Hongyi froze directly in place.

"Amitabha, Lord Qin, there is no happiness in reluctance!" Hongyi said angrily.

"If you don't let go, the poor monk will be angry!" After

waiting for a long time, he still didn't let go of his hand, Hongyi couldn't help but shout.

I knew that it was better for the poor monk to come by himself

!Hehe, woman!

Unreliable!

"Master Qin?"

Another slippery arm crossed from the armpit to the chest, and Hongyi could feel that her chin was pressed against his shoulder.

Hongyi looked down and realized that something was wrong.

This arm is unusually cold.

The nails are jet black, and the arms are blue and purple.

This is obviously not

the hand of the Qin Shizhu!Then this

is the "Jia Coconut

?" The little ghost and the Qin Shizhu are still behind him, where will this go?

"Amitabha!" Hongyi gently held the cold woman's hand on his chest, and said with a smile: "

Since the donor is so interested, why don't you go upstairs with the poor monk?"

Sure enough, after the woman behind her heard this, her whole body was stunned.

"Death... Let's go!" the

woman's voice was deep, whispering in Hongyi's ear.

Immediately after, the arm that wrapped around Hongyi's chest disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared.

"Hongyi, why are you standing at the door, why don't you leave?" At this time, Qin Lan's voice came from behind him.

Hongyi immediately took a deep breath.

The Psychic Eye is on.

Glanced around the room.

The thick resentment that filled the room was not abnormal in the slightest.

Amitabha

! Interesting

! I didn't expect this gaga coconut to be so weird!

What kind of ability is the illusion?

And what does it mean to walk quickly

?" "You saw it, didn't you?" Hongyi reached back to grab the little ghost, who should have seen it for sure.

It's just that the little ghost who was supposed to be standing next to him also disappeared mysteriously.

"Amitabha!" Hongyi turned around and took Qin Lan's hand, and said with a solemn expression

, "This place is a little weird, you follow me! Be careful!"

waited for a moment but still didn't respond.

Hongyi looked back and saw her face slightly red, her head bowed, standing in place in a daze.

What's wrong with this woman?

When he opened his heart communication, the thoughts in Qin Lan's heart kept pouring into Hong Yi's ears

! Hong Yi quickly turned off his heart connection!

This Qin benefactor...

When did you even dare to beat the idea of a poor monk?

And the poor monk couldn't understand the words he used

! Amitabha!

Hey!" Hongyi immediately interrupted Qin Lan, who was constantly fantasizing, and said in a cold tone: "

Keep up..."

After staying on the first floor for a long time, there was a strong smell of blood in every room, and there were speckled maroon blood scabs everywhere on the floor and walls.

The wooden staircase leading to the second floor is narrow enough to fit through a person's position.

Hongyi stepped on it first.

And at this moment, there seemed to be a burst of shouting and scolding from behind, mixed with the woman's whispered sobs and the cry of a child.

Walk briskly up to the second floor.

"Mean

woman...""Damn, damn it, mean woman..."

"Yaga! Kill you, kill you..."

Kill you!"

Hongyi stood at the top of the stairs, and in the living room in front of him, a domestic violence was being staged.

Exactly.

It should be a ghost domestic violence!

Because the man who kept scolding was covered in blood, and his body was also gray and white, which was obviously the same existence as a coconut.

And the little ghost next to him was kneeling on the ground, holding the arm of the woman lying on the wooden floor, and kept holding blood and tears.

"Amitabha

!" "Donor!" The

moment Hongyi spoke, the man turned his face with a cruel smile, his eyes were full of murderous and tyrannical aura, and he stared at him deadly.

turned around and kicked the woman again, and said viciously:

"Cheap woman, are you looking for you... Monks, you all seduced?"

"Lao Tzu beat you to death, beat you to death... Haha!"

"Kill you, kill you... How dare you be with this slut!" The

man turned around violently and smashed his fist at Hongyi.

"Amitabha!"

Hongyi threw the man out with one hand, and went up directly to blast the hammer.

The man was honest in an instant!

"I beat my wife, you don't care?" The man looked at the cold-eyed monk in front of him in horror and whispered in defense.

Hongyi stretched out his hand and hit the hammer again

! What is the case, do you know that domestic violence is punishable by imprisonment in Huaxia

! Turning his head to look at the coconuts who fell to the ground

! This woman was supposed to be warning the poor monks downstairs just now?

It seems that the rumors are not credible!

Who would have thought that the famous Jia coconut would be devastated by domestic violence.

"Amitabha, the female benefactor... I don't mind the poor monk..."Hongyi helped her up and sat on the chair, pointed to the man who was kneeling on the ground and said,

"Use him?"

but Gaco's expression was blank and did not respond.

"So, poor monk, when did you agree?" Hongyi

put down his backpack and slowly began to dig out the props from inside.

The sailors were all excited when they saw the familiar props being put out.

[Although I didn't see the imaginary Ga coconut, but, just rushed to this set of props to reappear in the rivers and lakes, and the old man's 100 rockets were swiped. ]

[Do you think that Guy Hong is like a jingle cat, you can take out anything strange in this backpack

!] [Haha, when you see that little leather whip, Lao Tzu can't do

it!] [I'm thorough, there is even a fox tail

!] [Scalp is numb, scalp is numb

!] [Online ghost abuse Master Hong, please start your show!]

A group of sailors screamed for Hongyi to hurry up and execute.

"Amitabha, donor... Do you know what is wrong?" Hongyi asked solemnly as he came to the man.

The man glanced at the things on the table, and nodded desperately.

"Got it... I will never beat my wife again in the future..."

What the hell are these things

? cat ears?

fox tail!

Take out a bottle of lube What are you going to do?"

Amitabha, when the donor said this, the poor monk was relieved. Hongyi took the fox's tail and said with a smile:

"Bear with it... The poor monk will be a little lighter!" I

didn't expect the mysterious shopkeeper to arrive with new goods again, Hongyi couldn't wait to buy the latest set of equipment, but there was no place to use it recently.

Finally came in handy today!