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

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Moreover, it is estimated that the stitching technique of the patchworker is very poor. There are obviously some large cracks in the sutures of various parts of the face, and thick black blood is constantly flowing from the cracks.

"Ah...die, die..."

Inhuman screams sounded.

The female ghost's fingertips began to seep bright red blood, which then condensed into sharp fingernails.

Specter Li Ru: He died of inhuman abuse during his lifetime, and his body was dismembered after death.

Horror level: A

Fear value: 26000 (+200+200...) rising rapidly.

Traits: An infatuated person, who was lured to the suburbs by his beloved man because he didn't know who he was, and who, together with his friends, tortured him to death and turned him into a ghost.

Seeing that there was a terrifying female ghost in front of her, she was actually killed before her death... Hong Yi couldn't help but flash a trace of anger in his eyes.

He was tricked by the man he loved.

It's no wonder that when asked about the person who killed her, the reaction was so great, and the fear value kept rising.

This will have exceeded 30000.

Specter Zhang Ru seemed to have lost his mind at this moment, muttering a name repeatedly in the air: "Xue Feng... Xue Feng."

Then the female ghost stared at Hong Yi with cold eyes.

"Damn men! Damn! Scumbag...die..."

With a shrill roar, he stretched out his long fingernails, and under the candlelight, his red, low-blooded fingers glowed with cold light, grabbing straight towards Hong Yi's face.

"Amitabha! Donor, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot!"

The white cassock on Hong Yi's body instantly burst into dazzling brilliance, and the whole room became unusually bright.

"Nan Wu, drink Luo Heng, Duo Luo Yeye."

"Nan Wu, Ah Ye, Emperor Polu Jie..."

Under the curse of Ning Xin, the fierce ghost Zhang Ru gradually returned to calm.

After a while, it changed back to the original appearance of black hair and white clothes.

She looked around blankly.

He bowed his head to Hongyi.

"Forget it, my Buddha is merciful, are you willing to enter reincarnation?"

After hearing this, Zhang Ru looked a little reluctant, and she mustered up her courage and said, "God monk, the little girl has not avenged her great revenge..."

"All laws are empty, cause and effect are not empty!"

"The poor monk will help you settle your grievances, so don't worry."

"Thank you god monk..."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Ru's figure slowly became transparent and slowly dissipated, and the room was full of stars.

Hongyi: "..."

poor monk...

The value of the poor monk!

Donor, you are too impatient!

The poor monk's journey to the west package hasn't been said yet.

The barrage has gone crazy at the moment.

[Woooo...I cried! 】

[It turns out that Miss Bixian is so bitter. Sure enough, men can’t be trusted. No, I pulled my boyfriend up and beat him to let out his anger. 】