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

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"Limited Time Mission"

"Task content: Play with the many drunk female ghosts in the Royal No. 9 clubhouse for 2 hours."

"Quest reward: Body Enhancer × 1 (primary potion, which can be given to others)."

"Mission failed: The super value obtained within 10 days is halved."

"Note: Meet any reasonable requirements of the female ghost during the mission."

Ha ha……

The poor monk really wanted to say to the system: "Well done!"

"Where's your cell phone? Use it for the poor monk." Hong Yi suddenly turned his head and asked Qin Lan.

He quickly tapped a few times on the screen of his mobile phone, and then said: "The Buddha said: All things have a spirit... All living beings are equal, today the poor monk will use Buddhist principles to influence many ghosts, Qin Shizhu, you sit aside.

Oh, the poor monk helped you open a handful of chicken.

In the past, the poor monk heard that it is better to jump to the military base, and the Qin donor can try it. "

Qin Lan: "..."

I believe your ghost.

This little monk is very bad.

Do you think my mother has never played chicken?The old lady on the military base didn't live for 3 minutes.

At this time, the middle-aged old bustard with heavy makeup and a fruit plate pushed the door and walked in, followed by a row of long legs.

"Call the boss..."

Putting the fruit plate on the marble coffee table, the old bustard smiled and sat beside Hong Yi and said to the row of waitresses.

"Hi boss……"

Rows of turbulent waves bowed slightly, soft and greasy, and the voice of timid Nuonuo sounded.

Seeing this scene, Hong Yi felt familiar!

I remember that I once followed Master Chen to a small town in the south called Donghe, which was the same as what I saw when I passed by an intersection.

A lot of them are alone and beautifully dressed, but they seem to be very lonely and miserable young ladies standing at the intersection, constantly asking passersby for help.

It's a pity that the men passing by all bowed their heads and pretended not to see, and passed by in a hurry.

For these men who have no love at all, Hongyi, as a Buddhist, is absolutely contemptuous.

The young lady is so pitiful that she is unwilling to lend a helping hand.

Unexpectedly, the female ghost here is also like this.

That's all, when the poor monk completes the task, he will definitely get you out of the sea of misery and go to the Western Paradise of Bliss.

"Choose one, little master?" The old bustard interrupted Deng Ding Leng Shen Hong Yi.

Oh, what happened to the monk.

Seeing the beauty is not the same as showing the pig brother!

"Amitabha, the female benefactor, can you only choose one? Can't you keep all of them?"

Looking at the serious little monk in front of him.

The old lady's smile became brighter: "Okay! Little Master, if you like it..."

Seeing that your physique is not very strong, is it okay?

"Come on, girls, the little master told you all to sit down."

Having said that, the old bustard got up, pulled a young lady with two ponytails and placed her next to Hong Yi, and said with a smile, "Xiao Meng, accompany the little master. I'll go and see how the wine is!"

After the prostitute goes out, close the door.

The room instantly became silent.

Each young lady sat dryly on the sofa, staring straight at the big screen on the wall, motionless, like a puppet.

Does the big screen look good?

It definitely doesn't look good, it's on a black screen.

The atmosphere was eerie.

On the other side, after the prostitute went out, the whole body quickly became shriveled and charred black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And the entire corridor is like a fire scene.

"Jie Jie..."

"The bloody feast is about to begin again..."

The old bustard's eyes flashed with red light, and a strange smile appeared on his blackened face, which was hideous and terrifying.

A few minutes later, the prostitute was still charred black, with a bottle of red wine in his hand, he pushed open the door of the private room.