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

When did the poor monk receive the soul-seeking money?

"Master...Master..." The little monk who just went out ran in with a look of horror and said loudly:

"I don't know why all the incense money I received is bloody!"

When Master Liaochen heard this, he suddenly felt a little dizzy, and hurriedly shouted:

"Hurry up and call Senior Brother Hongyi to come back!"

"It's almost impossible to be a teacher!"

"hurry up……"

Chapter 167 Is Master Chen Can't? (4 more)

Chapter 167 Is Master Chen Can't?

Before Hongyi returned to Qindu Hangcheng, and the car was still on the highway, he received a call that Master Chen was dying.

After hearing this, Hong Yi was shocked.

How could it suddenly be so good?

Before I could think about it, I stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the car hurried to Fazong Temple.

By the way, I called the 736 Hospital through the Lingyi Bureau. After Hongyi and the others cleaned up, the 736 Hospital will be reopened soon.

So when the hospital heard that Master Hongyi was dying, it hurriedly sent a professional medical team to the Fazong Temple.

Called Mr. Ma again.

As soon as Mr. Ma heard it, Master Hongyi was dead!

Great... I can finally help the master!

He quickly led a group of professional funeral personnel and rushed to Fazong Temple.

Inside the Fazong Temple.

Master Liaochen was sitting numbly in the back of his room.

With tears in his eyes, he looked at the pile of golden pig piggy bank fragments in front of him.

He squeezed this bloody soft sister coin in his hand.

All the money has become ghost coins!

Even his hard-working little treasury has not been spared!

How can I sneak out to be cool after this?

Thinking of this, Master Lu Chen only felt that the whole person was spinning a bit, his eyes suddenly darkened, he couldn't stand the heavy blow, and fainted directly.

"Where is the master?" At this time, a group of people in white coats rushed to the Fazong Temple and began to unload the equipment.

A group of young monks were a little confused when they looked at the pile of equipment piled up at the door.

Who is this critically ill?

Did you get the emergency motor?

"Where is the master?" A white-bearded old man hurriedly grabbed a young monk and asked.

"Uh..." The little monk pointed blankly at the small courtyard behind the temple.

"Come on, hurry up, electric shock for rescue in a while... Speed..." The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead and hurriedly shouted at the doctor below:

"This is Master Hongyi's master. Even if he sacrifices his life, he must be dragged back until Master Hongyi comes back. At all costs, as long as the electricity does not die, he must give me a breath of life at all times!"

After that, a group of doctors rushed into the backyard carrying various equipment in a hurry.

"Duzhen, what's the matter?" a bald little monk asked in a daze.

"I don't know!" The young monk next to him touched his bald head and said in a daze.

"I'm talking about Senior Brother Hongyi's master? Isn't that Master Lichen? Master Lichen is going to pass away?"

"Damn it! Don't scare me? Probably not! I saw the master eat three steamed buns in the morning!"

……

Not long after a group of doctors went in.

A big pickup parked directly at the entrance of Fazong Temple with a bunch of things, followed by a bus with the words "An Xin Crematorium"!

President Ma quickly got out of the car from the co-pilot and waved to the bus behind him.

Immediately, several middle-aged women walked down while supporting each other.

"Let's demonstrate it first..." Mr. Ma stood in front of several middle-aged women and said solemnly:

"Wait, if the master passes away, watch my signal!"

"Scream at Laozi directly!"

"Did you hear that?"

"Come and try first!"