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

I'm so sleepy that a ghost sends a pillow!

The poor monk is worried about where to find a ghost to ask about the market.

I didn't expect to meet a ghost so easily!

After all, it is a supernatural high-incidence location!

Great!

Hong Yi eagerly took the young woman's hand and looked very excited: "Where is the haunted... Take the poor monk to see it, it will be troublesome if the ghost runs away later!"

Young woman: "..."

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Hotel Room 404.

The young woman pointed to the bathroom with some heart palpitations and said, "When I took a shower at night, I felt that someone was staring at me from behind.

But when I turned my head and there was nothing, it felt weird, like being spied on.

After looking back, I went to wash up.

Just then..."

Speaking of this, the young woman's face was a little frightened, and her voice trembled: "I feel someone pulling my hair again, but I can't see anything when I look back.

Someone actually pulled my hair. "

The young woman lowered her head to show the top of her head, and sure enough, a bunch of hair was gone, and the roots were pulled off.

"Almost scared to death!"

Saying that, the young woman looked towards the bathroom, her eyes showed fear, and her whole body trembled: "Master...you said...this ghost won't rely on me, right?"

Hongyi stretched out his hand to open the bathroom door, and suddenly several sexy lamp shades hung in the bathroom.

The young woman blushed and hurriedly reached out and took it off.

Walked around the bathroom.

Hong Yi could feel a trace of ghostly aura.

But very weak.

Emitted from the drain.

Open the spiritual eye, but still can't see the ghost.

This is a bit of a hassle!

"Amitabha." Hong Yi looked solemn.

"Master? Is there a way?" The young woman quickly asked when Hongyi's face was not very good.

Hong Yi did not speak.

Just kept pacing back and forth in the bathroom, frowning.

"Big... Master?"

The young woman is about to cry, is this really impossible?

Hong Yi pondered for a while, and thought of a good way to draw out this ghost.

"Amitabha!" He put his hands together and looked at the young woman with a solemn expression: "The female benefactor... If you want to attract this ghost, the poor monk has carefully considered it, and I have to trouble you... and take a shower!"

The young woman just froze in place!

Still have to wash?

"Little master...this...I'm scared! This ghost can't see..."

Hongyi: "Amitabha, it's okay, female benefactor, the poor monk will accompany you by your side..."

Young woman: "..."

"Wow...Wow...Wow..."

Thousands of water splashes are continuously sprayed from the shower.

The young woman inside the curtain is taking a bath nervously...

Hong Yi sat on the toilet with a calm face, his eyes were not squinting, and he kept playing with a string of bodhi beads in his hands.

Slightly irritable.

It's been half an hour after washing, and there is still a trace of ghost in the bathroom, and the voyeur still hasn't shown up.

"Amitabha... Female benefactor, is it because of the curtains? It's been half an hour, and there's no movement at all!" Hong Yi said a little depressedly.

Can you not be depressed?

Without seeing the poor monk's nosebleed, he wiped half of the paper cage.

If it goes on like this, the peeping ghost will not come out, and the poor monk will lose too much blood.

"Huh?" The young woman's hands stopped for a while, and she asked uncertainly: