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

"Damn, what a bad day!"

"The playground is gone, and there are still people sneaking in this good residence!"

"I think my dignified ghost king has gotten into such a situation..."

If it weren't for the fear of people from the supernatural bureau, he would have made the two people into puppets just now.

The ghost king opened the refrigerator, took a bottle of fat house water and came out happily and relieved his bad mood.

Fortunately, this cemetery is really well built.

It's just that some functions don't work.

In the future, it seems that I have to design and design it myself. It is best to open a hole in the top so that the moonlight can shine in.

Sipping a small wine, looking at the beaming... under the bright moonlight.

oops...

I can't believe it, the picture is so beautiful!

It would be great if the playground was still there. After the supernatural recovery, he was considered a ghost king with a family and a business, and he was much stronger than those fools who only knew how to be scary and eat people.

Money can make a ghost run!

Then throw it out yourself.

Those bastards must have come over to lick Lao Tzu.

It's a pity... this king's playground!

Thinking of this, the spirit ghost king suddenly felt that the fat house water in his hand didn't seem so happy.

He reached out and took out another bottle of wine from the refrigerator.

By the way, I got another bottle of black tea!

Don't you see that all those people drink like this?

Wine and tea!

Open the pack of cigarettes from under the coffee table.

Smoke and drink!

Feeling better at last!

……

The security captain opened the entrance to the cemetery, and the concrete steps were neatly built.

Hong Yi also didn't expect that Mr. Ma was building a new villa under the ground!

The whole bottom is hollowed out, and the most shocking thing is that.

There is a car parked in front of the villa!But a little smaller.

Amitabha!

Can this thing get out?

President Ma seemed to see Hong Yi's question, and quickly smiled awkwardly: "It's all pretending to be B, it's useless, it's just a shell, no engine..."

Hongyi: "..."

Go down the steps, take a few steps, and come to the door of the villa.

The moment you open the door!

Hongyi was stunned!

At this moment, the ghost king was leaning on the sofa, his legs resting on the coffee table, a cigarette in his left hand and a glass of wine in his right hand, watching TV very comfortably.

Mr. Ma was instantly angry!

Nima Laozi worked so hard to build a tomb, and you haven't enjoyed it for a day, but you have to enjoy it first.

"Snapped!"

In the past, he slapped the Ghost King from the sofa to the ground. President Ma looked at the Ghost King, who was a little stunned, and then looked at his collection of foreign wine, which was a good cigarette.

Immediately, he became even more angry, and his big ears twitched.

"This is Lao Tzu's grave? Do you know, Lao Tzu's grave?"

"Do you want to nod your face?"

"Drink Lao Tzu's wine, do you know what kind of wine this is? 8000 yuan a bottle, you just open it for Lao Tzu?"

"I still smoke Laozi! Smoking only smokes Xuanhemen, and I only love one person in my life! What's the matter? Do you have a story too?"

The ghost king was taken aback for a while.

who am I?

where am I?

What am I going to do?