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

"Your Demon Hunter organization is here?" Hong Yi took a deep breath and asked:

"So rich?"

"Uh..." After Bai Xiong heard this, an embarrassed expression appeared on his face, and he said teasingly:

"We're down here..."

"Below?" Hong Yi didn't understand.

"basement……"

"Hongyi: "..."

A few people walked into the building...a small broken iron door behind it.

The dark and narrow stairs were greeted with a musty and damp smell.

Hong Yi couldn't help frowning.

The stairs are very long.

Several people walked all the way down.

Soon, he encountered an iron door with an iron chain.

After entering...

Hong Yi looked at the iron fences that looked like prison cells with some puzzlement, and in each fence was a person with a different skin color.

The whole basement is dimly lit.

It was outside the cell on both sides.

At the very center stood a metal platform that looked like an altar.

A statue of a woman with red fruit and a grim expression stood in front of the altar.

Hong Yi stared at the statue with interest for a long time, and searched all kinds of books he had read in his mind, but he really didn't know who was on the statue.

"He..."

At this time, a hunched black figure wearing a dark cloak slowly walked out from a nearby hut.

"Master Miko..."

"Master Miko..."

Guan Ning and Bai Xiong saw the shadow coming out, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute. The etiquette Hongyi was very familiar with, and it was exactly the same as the way Christians salute.

The shadow slowly sat down behind a table in front of the altar, and reached out to push and pull the cloak down.

A face full of terrifying folds was revealed, with sparse silver-white short hair on his head, and his eyes were sunken.

The witch grinned at Hong Yi.

Rows of sharp, blackened teeth are terrifying.

"Amitabha!"

Hong Yi put his hands together, looked up at the witch, and bowed slightly.

If he hadn't known that this was the place where the witch hunter organization was, Hong Yi would have thought it was a ghost when he saw it coldly!

It really looks so similar!

"Sit down..." The witch's voice was low and full of gloomy taste.

"This time, it was the mistake of the witcher organization. I didn't expect that the vampire would find the trace."

"Thanks to you..."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid the entire Shattering Machine's witchers will have to..."

Hongyi sat in front of the witch, smiled and said:

"The poor monk is in a hurry. I don't know what the witcher organization invited the poor monk to come to consecrate this time?"

"After the consecration, the poor monk will rush back to China!"

I really don't want to have anything to do with this witcher organization.

What's the point of fighting with vampires all day long, it's not worth it at all!

After the witch heard this, her expression froze.

"All the masters of the East, this time I invited Master Chen to come here not for consecration!"

After the witch slowly opened her mouth.

"what?"

Guan Ning next to him suddenly exclaimed.

"Isn't it to consecrate a big thing? How..."

"Amitabha!" Hong Yi looked as expected, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he reached out from the bag behind his back and lifted Old Charlie's head out.

"I'm afraid you guys did it on purpose!"