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

Chapter 200 Yes, dare to deceive the poor monk!

inside the classroom.

The cold air permeates the air, and the energy-saving lamps above the head keep flashing.

The cursed ghost master had a grim face, staring at the many students who were shivering under the podium.

"who is it?"

"Tell this master..."

The voice was low, accompanied by a yin wind, like a ghost in hell.

"Amitabha!"

Hong Yi put his hands together, gently pulled away the bench behind him, and stood up slowly.

"This must be the owner of the red envelope group?"

"Everyone is waiting for you, is this red envelope still sent?"

Then slowly walked to the podium.

Hong Yi reached out and picked up the silver-white mobile phone of the ghost master, and kept playing with it.

Nodding his head, he had such an expression on his face.

Reach out and press the power button again.

After a while of music.

"Donor, has this phone been bought for a long time?" Hong Yi lowered his head and fiddled with the phone with his fingers.

"Look at this, it's all peeled off..."

"You must keep up with the speed of the mobile phone to grab the red envelope... Look at the poor monk."

Hongyi stretched out his hand and put the Apple 11 in front of the podium, called up a photo of the collection that he liked, and said with a smile:

"However, donor, your phone will be repaired soon, and the poor monk can check the function!"

The ghost master looked at the little monk in front of him with a sincere expression and lowered his head and fiddled with his mobile phone.

Before he could react, the little monk in front of him picked up his mobile phone and said to his face:

"Come on, try the face brushing function again!"

The cursed ghost master hurriedly ruffled his bloody hair again, trying to straighten his face.

"Okay... Donor, the red envelopes are about to be distributed, the poor monk will go down first!"

Looking at the silver-white mobile phone in front of him.

The cursed ghost master fell into contemplation for a while.

I didn't expect there to be such kind of self-sacrificing classmates.

Such a good boy!

The Lord will make your death easier.

"Jie Jie... The red envelope game just now is invalid..." The cursed ghost master smiled grimly, all the doors and windows were closed again, and a faint black ghost aura sealed the entire classroom.

"The next red envelope game begins!"

"Whoever grabs the smallest amount of red envelopes will be punished!"

"This punishment is - bite your tongue and die in public!"

Hong Yi, who was sitting below, quietly waved to all the frightened female classmates, indicating not to worry.

"Group master... Hurry up, hurry up! The poor monk can't wait!"

Hong Yi turned his head to the cursed ghost master who kept fiddling with his mobile phone and said with a smile:

"Isn't it because of lack of money? Can you build a group without money?"

"Presumptuous..." After hearing the adjusted amount, the Ghost Master immediately became furious, raised his head and shouted at the monk in front of him:

"Dare to question the master... courting death!"

This little monk is so piercing!

Although I helped myself fix my phone, but... this time it's just you!

talkative!Biting your tongue and committing suicide is just right!

After Cursor Ghost Master has set the amount, hold up the phone again and pay with your face!

The front camera flashed for a while!

"Ding, the balance is not enough!"

kindness?

How can it be?

I have prepared so many soft sister coins in my special balance!