Supernatural: a Poor Monk Becomes Stronger when He Crosses a Ghost

This bunny girl is just like the hanged ghost, except for the bright clothes, her eyes are turned up, and her pale tongue hangs out of her mouth.

Hong Yi reached out and slapped her in the face, and he could see the confused expression in his eyes.

"Amitabha, where is your boss?" Hong Yi shouted.

However, the sound of this dance hall is too loud.

Not only Hongyi couldn't hear what the bunny girl said, but he couldn't even hear what he said.

That's it!

Nod at the bunny girl, who knows what you are talking about.

Promise first, anyway, the poor monk has no money!Not afraid at all!

The bunny girl led the crowd to a booth next to the dance floor, and settled down Hong Yi and others to sit down.

It's a lot quieter here, and I can finally hear it clearly.

"How many of you need a package? 499999 coins, according to the real-time exchange rate, the soft sister coins are 4999 yuan!" The bunny girl wiped her tongue, which had been dripping with saliva, and said softly.

Hongyi and the others looked at each other in dismay.

Sure enough, there is no escape from the package!

"Amitabha, you have the most expensive and luxurious set meal here, do you have any meals? Come here too..." Hong Yi waved his hand, let's fix it!

Not going to pay anyway.

What are you afraid of!

Qin Lan swept the entire mortuary. There would be no less than a hundred ghosts in the dance hall alone, not to mention the casino over there and the foot bath over there. I'm afraid there will be thousands.

"Hongyi, when are we going to start?" she asked in a low voice.

Hong Yi smiled slightly: "Don't be impatient, we have to find a big boss. Those who can open a dance hall in a hospital mortuary are definitely not ordinary people."

This person... No, this ghost is definitely a genius!

This morgue is a one-stop service for eating, drinking, and having fun.

Come in for a gamble, then jump, and then press a... Arranged properly, clearly!

Talent!

After waiting for about ten minutes, several waiters came over with various trays.

It will fill the entire table in no time.

Under the envious eyes of many ghosts beside him, Hong Yi and the others looked down.

What is the most luxurious package!

"vomit!"

"vomit!"

"vomit!"

"vomit!"

Four vomits sounded in succession.

This is such a good organ that Hongyi couldn't help but vomit.

It is astoundingly rich.

And each side dish is also thoughtfully marked with its name.

So thoughtful!

"Bibimbap with Corpse Oil", "Zombie Meat Wonton", "Ghost Eyes with Sauce", "Zombie Brain Rice", "Corpse Popcorn"...

It's almost impossible to look directly at it!

Is this Nima so rich?

Hong Yi suddenly felt a little thirsty, he couldn't drink so perverted!

Pick up the bottle and take a look, "Bat root sparkling wine"!

Hongyi: "..."

The fruit plate is even more extreme. What the hell are you doing with fingers stuck on a pillar?

Dyeing green color is cucumber?

A little blood is a cherry tomato?

"vomit……"

The poor monk can't take it anymore, he really wants to flip the table!

"Han Xiaomei, don't vomit first, you threw all the live broadcast equipment on the ground, come on, let the water friends have a good time!" Hong Yi said while patting Han Xiaomei's shoulder.

"Ugh... yourself... uh... get it!"

Hong Yi picked up the camera, calmed down and pointed at himself.