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

Hong Yi wrapped the knife in black cloth, the blood demon magic power on the real person disappeared instantly, and the whole person returned to full of faint Buddha nature.

This "Magic Knife" he generally can not use as much as possible.

Because every time the magic knife skill is used, the whole person's mind is full of crazy killing intent.

If it wasn't for the practice of Buddhism since childhood, Terror Hongyi would not be able to suppress this killing intent directly.

Ye Gucheng looked at Hongyi who was slowly walking towards them.

This will also clamp his legs and endure a urge to urinate.

If not desperately clamped just now.

He was definitely about to be frightened by the blood-colored sword glow from the monk.

As soon as Hong Yi came over, Ye Gucheng stood up dog-legged, wiped the sofa, and stretched out his hand to support him: "Brother Hong, sit... sit, you're welcome! Drink something? Here's... um bat root wine, can you taste it? ?"

Hong Yi couldn't help but move the place, but Ye Gucheng moved the place too.

"Brother Hong... what do we do now?"

"Brother Hong, how about we add a VX?"

"Brother Hong, what do you think of me?"

"Brother Hong..."

Hongyi immediately took action to stop him.

I'm so scared, what's wrong with this child being stimulated?

Why is it so strange to see the poor monk's eyes?

At this time, there were only a few ghosts left in the booth in the entire morgue.

Hong Yi beckoned, and immediately several ghosts and horses rolled and crawled in front of him, standing neatly in a row.

"Amitabha...you guys...do you want to go out and have a look?" Hong Yi thoughtfully asked.

Several ghosts looked at each other.

go out and see?

What to look at?

They were all confused, but they didn't dare to go against the master's intentions, so they could only nod their heads blankly.

What the master says is what he says.

In order to survive, don't say go out and see, even if you go out and fly, it's not a problem.

Hongyi nodded in satisfaction!

Take a look!

The poor monk is really the heart of a bodhisattva!

And rescue a group of suffering people.

"Amitabha, good is good!"

"The benefactors are so profound and righteous, and Hongyi admires it! Don't worry, the poor monk is very light, and it is completely painless...cough, painless!"

Under the eyes of a few ghosts, one person gave a yang finger.

In an instant, several ghosts were sent to the west by Hongyi in a dashing manner.

By this time the entire morgue was empty.

At the same time restored.

The casino was gone, and rows of morgues appeared in front of you.

No lights, very dark!

The kind that can't see five fingers!

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the opposite corner.

Chapter 53 The King of Gamblers (One More)

Chapter [-] The Gambler King!

Hongyi reached out and took out a flashlight, turned it on and took a picture!

I saw rows of dead corpses lying on the mortuary bed!

The most bizarre thing is that each corpse has a smile on its face.

"This...why has it been so long? You can see the corpse is intact as if it had just died." Qin Lan was a little frightened. Although he dealt with ghosts and gods all day, no one stood in the dark mortuary, on every bed. There are still corpses, and I am afraid that I will be a little uneasy.

However, Hong Yi's next sentence made a few people shudder.

"Well, the poor monk touched it, the corpse was still warm, alas, it's all corpses..." Hong Yi put his hand into the white cloth covering the corpse, and said sadly.

Not a zombie, bad review!

Qin Lan: "..."