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

"Amitabha!"

Master Lu Chen looked envious as Hong Yi put a stack of transfer contracts into his backpack, and couldn't help but say:

"Hongyi disciple..."

"As a teacher..."

"Master!" Hong Yi turned his head, glanced at Master Chen up and down, and asked:

"Your old man is 73 this year, right?"

Inexplicably, the dust nodded.

"Tutor is really sorry for your old man's teaching. From this month, Tuer decided to start giving you pension money, what do you think?" Hong Yi thought for a while, then slowly took out his mobile phone.

"It turned out that the disciple didn't have that much money, but now he has money!"

After listening to it, Master Chen was overjoyed!

He is indeed a good disciple of Lao Na!

Take all the property of the witcher organization this time!

Even if you only give a little to the master!

Gee!

This month, the old man can also be a tender model in the clubhouse every day?

"Amitabha..." Although his heart was excited, but on the surface, Master Chen still wanted to pretend to be an eminent monk.

"As a teacher at an age, I have long regarded money as dung, but since it is the kindness of my disciple, I will take it for my teacher!"

Whoops!

Finally no need to tighten the belt!

"Okay, master, that apprentice will transfer this month's money to you first!" Hong Yi made some operations on the phone with both hands.

Immediately, a transfer message popped up on Master Chen's mobile phone.

An Nai held the joy in her heart, and Master Liaochen waved his hand and said:

"Master is a little tired recently. I'll go back to my room to rest first. Disciple, you should rest early too!"

After speaking, Master Lu Chen tightly squeezed the mobile phone in his hand and quickly returned to his room in the hotel.

"Hehehehe..."

The moment he entered the door, Master Liaochen excitedly took out his mobile phone and quickly unlocked it.

How can a disciple give a few million!

Millions!

"Dear customer, your mobile phone account number 9473 will receive 2000 yuan of soft sister coins in real time!"

Looking at the message on the phone screen, Master Liaochen was stunned!

What's so special about transferring 2000 to the teacher?

You have received several hundred million, and you give this to the master a month?

How is 2000 just tender?The woods are enough!

After Hongyi returned to the hotel room contentedly, he took a comfortable bath, lay in the bed, and soon fell asleep.

I've been really busy lately.

Just solved the supernatural incident in Nangudu, and then flew to the United States.

Can't stop for a moment.

And the most important thing is that there has been no excess value in the account for two days.

Just a few hours when Hong Yi fell asleep.

"DengDengDengDeng..."

A sudden knock on the door woke Hong Yi up.

Corner of corridor outside the hotel.

Two sneaky white figures floated in the air, constantly looking towards this side.

"Hey! Do you think this oriental monk will be scared to death?"

A little loli in a princess dress said with a smile:

"I haven't scared the Orientals yet, it must be fun!"

Another little Zhengtai floating in the air, waving her hands in excitement, also smiled happily:

"Jie Jie...our ghost dolls must be scary!"

"Let's take a peek at it for a while, this Dongfang monk must have fainted from fright!"

"You won't jump off the building, will you?" The long-haired girl suddenly raised her mouth and said worriedly: