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

A deafening voice came out: "Eat shit, you..."

Pop it up again!

The old Hu had a hopeless expression on his face.

Hong Yi patted him on the shoulder with some sympathy: "Donor, the poor monk has a card, and the crematorium is 5% off..."

Unexpectedly, the driver ignored him and silently turned around and continued to repair the car.

The atmosphere was suddenly awkward!

"Get in the car..." Lao Hu wiped his hands, said to the two with a blank face, and turned around to get into the car.

Hongyi and Youyou looked at each other and got into the car a little embarrassed.

The car started, and the inside of the car was silent except for the sound of the driver constantly shifting gears, and the atmosphere was once suppressed to the extreme.

"Donor, are you okay?" Hong Yi asked worriedly.

After all, the driver didn't even play the watch, so is he not going to collect money?

After waiting for a long time, the driver said slowly: "My name is Hu Dalin, you can call me Lao Hu... I am 43 years old this year, little master, do you still need someone in your temple?"

Hongyi: "..."

"Can I still live when I go back?"

"You must kneel on the remote control when you go back! Do you know the pain of kneeling on the remote control?

I have hemorrhoids!

Accidentally came out..." The driver leaned on the steering wheel and began to cry in pain, apparently being suppressed for too long.

Listen!

How pitiful!

"Want to go back? Donor, I really have members in my crematorium." Hong Yi whispered.

Lao Hu: "..."

Don't all monks save sentient beings and save suffering?What do you keep telling me to go to the crematorium?

After less than ten minutes, the driver Lao Hu turned on the chat mode.

"The little girl was the ghost in the car just now, wasn't it you?"

Hong Yi asked in surprise: "Donor, you will..."

Unexpectedly, the driver Lao Hu Yi smiled: "Alas, this kind of thing has been happening more and more recently, I guess after a while, whoever doesn't touch a few ghosts a day will be embarrassed to go out.

In fact, I often run here, and I have encountered a strange thing before. "

"Oh? What's the matter with Uncle?" Youyou asked with wide eyes, interested.

Storytelling is the most interesting.

The driver recalled for a while and said, "I remember it was like one day in May 18, when it was also here, a girl who looked very much like you stopped a taxi at the entrance of the crematorium just now.

I passed by three times, and I thought at the time, this little girl is probably a fool, who dares to pull it here in the middle of the night.When it comes to running around again, guess what..."

"Haha, that girl is riding a [-]-bar bicycle, the one who pedals vigorously..."

faint:"……"

The chat ends here.

……

It was almost early morning when I returned to my new home.

"Come on, eat this..." Hong Yi took out a pill and placed it in front of Youyou.

faint:"……"

What is this going to do?

Give this girl medicine?

What the hell!

This monk actually had such an idea?

"I... let me tell you, the twisted melon is not sweet, it is barely happy..." Youyou lowered her head and whispered.

Hong Yi looked at the female ghost with a tangled expression and a vigilant look in front of him.

I can't wait to give it away directly to a western set meal!

What is this all about?

Are you a showman?

"This is Yingyang Dan. After eating it, you can see the sun during the day, but it's only for one year." Hong Yi said angrily.

Youyou's eyes lit up when he heard it.

Put the medicine directly into your mouth.