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

After Hongyi approached.

Sure enough, they are acquaintances, Liu Chan at the airport!

This will be lying on the ground, motionless, obviously fainted.

"Donor... Wake up!" Hong Yi reached out and patted her forehead.

"Hey... it's gone!"

There was no response at all.

"Amitabha, what should this poor monk do?" Hong Yi looked at Liu Chan, who had fainted, and felt a little troubled for a while.

It can't be thrown here, can it?

And this woman should not come to Huixian alone.

Could it be that the people from the Supernatural Bureau are in this mental hospital?

Hong Yi put down his backpack and looked in the bag to see if there was any tool to wake the girl.

"Scissors?"

Hong Yi shook his head, no!

"kitchen knife?"

No!

"Electric baton?"

Amitabha, is this too dangerous?

Hong Yi held a small silver electric baton in his hand and pressed the switch.

"Zi...Zi..."

A burst of blue electric arc dazzled in the dark night.

Slowly turning Liu Chan over and squatting beside her.

"Zi...Zi..." The silver electric baton flashing with blue arcs slowly stretched towards her chest.

"what……"

Liu Chan, who was in front of her, suddenly shouted, and her eyes opened instantly.

Hong Yi was startled, and hurriedly put the silver electric baton on her body, only to see Liu Chan shaking very fast, rolling her eyes, and fainting again.

"Amitabha, scared the poor monk to death..."

Hong Yi kept patting his chest.

Terrifying!

Fortunately, the poor monk responded quickly!

Ok?

Holy crap, why is it corona again!

"Donor? Donor? Wake up and hello!" Hong Yi reached out and patted Liu Chan again.

Finished!

This is awkward!

Hong Yi reached out and touched his bald head, silently picking up the silver electric baton on the ground.

"Donor, poor monk... alas!"

Hongyi turned on the electric baton, and the blue arc flashed again and again.

"Amitabha, shouldn't you wake up suddenly this time?" Hong Yi reached out and shook her again.

no response.

that's nice!

Hongyi made a decisive shot, and once again touched Liu Chan's chest, a blue arc flashed.

I saw Liu Chan who was lying on the ground shaking for a while, his hands and feet trembled, and one arm was thrown directly on Hong Yi's arm.

"Poor monk...what a..."

"Songsongsong...hand and hand..."

Immediately afterwards, Hong Yi also danced for a while, lying on Liu Chan's body motionless.

……

"Hehe... Lao Li! Hurry up... The rocket is about to go!"

At this time, a young man wearing a hospital gown and covered with Band-Aids ran out of the hospital building, his face full of pinholes.

"Come on, come..." An old man behind him was also wearing a blue and white hospital gown, with a slender white needle hanging around his neck. He quickly ran to the man who was considered a Band-Aid, landed on all fours, and stretched out his hand to hang the sling. Handed the needle to him.

"Hold me..."