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

"Hey, little monk, you can't do anything to me, I'm a ghost, what can you do to me?" The female ghost smiled disdainfully.

Body shape began to gradually fade.

Instantly turned into a cloud of gray smoke.

"Little monk, I'm leaving now, just wait for panic! Jie Jie..."

According to Article [-] of the villain's treaty, the female ghost threw a cruel word before running away.

Instantly shot towards the window.

After running out, she will be free, and there will be opportunities for revenge in the future.

"Dare to tease the pen fairy, you wait... bang!" Before the female ghost could finish speaking, there was a loud bang from the window, and the gray human-shaped smoke turned into a large gray cake and slowly slid down.

"Hi... how is that possible?" The female ghost flew towards the door.She is going through the door.

however.

After a few seconds.

The flatbread slowly got up from the ground.

Tonight is definitely going to be eight lifetimes of blood mold.

Should!

Whoever asked you to pretend to be approved, you will come when they turn the pen!

This is just great!

The female ghost wants to die.

There was a fool who consecrated the room!

He didn't leave a single gap.

……

The female ghost consciously sat opposite Hongyi, her head lowered, her two big white legs tightly twisted together.

"The poor monk has no malice, don't be afraid..." Hong Yi comforted softly.

"Yeah!" The female ghost nodded with trembling all over her body.

"It's just a simple recording of a show, you just need to answer truthfully."

Hong Yi asked solemnly: "The first question, can you really only answer the question with yes or no?"

"Uh, no."

"Oh? Then you really know the past and present as rumored?"

"I don't know!" The female ghost answered naturally.

"Well?" Now it was Hongyi's turn to be surprised.

"Then you answered my questions just now?" Han Xiaomei asked eagerly.

The female ghost glanced at Hong Yi secretly, and said in a low voice with an embarrassed expression, "This... I'm blinded by this."

"What? You're blinded? How can you be so purple..." After hearing this, Han Xiaomei pouted her lips instantly, her expression very angry, "Heartless monk, start your performance..."

The tone was cold.

No emotion at all.

Hongyi: "..." (..??_??..)

really.

Women are the scariest things in the world.

"What is your ability? Or how did you attack? And I don't think your ability is very strong?" Hong Yi was also puzzled.

Logically speaking, this pen immortal should be more powerful than the mirror ghosts he encountered, and the threat value is higher. Could it be that he was influenced by the Buddhist spirit of a poor monk?

Well, it is possible, after all, the poor monk is a handsome monk.

"Do you think the poor monk's skin looks good? Can't bear to do it?" Hong Yi touched his bald head feeling good about himself, frowning and staring at the female ghost opposite.

Female ghost: "..."

If my mother could beat you, I would have beaten you...

The female ghost nodded stiffly.

"En." Hong Yi had such an expression as expected.

"Then the second question? Li Ru, who killed you?"

As soon as these words came out, the female ghost seemed to be stimulated, her ghostly energy skyrocketed, and she raised her head. A pair of black eyes turned blood red and blood red, such as the snow white clothes also gradually turned blood red.

Even weirder.

Her twisted face.

The whole face is covered with horrible patches, as if stitched together from the faces of various people.