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

The black-faced man stepped forward, grabbed Hongyi's collar, and said viciously:

"Exactly, let's kill him and dedicate it to the messenger... Maybe we can get some benefits!"

"Jie Jie..." The decapitated woman sneered, holding her head with both hands and also came to Hong Yi, jokingly said:

"You dared to take the old lady's head just now, try moving it again..."

After speaking!

The decapitated woman is stunned!

Hong Yi knocked on the coffin lid with her head in his hand.

"Donor, what happened to the poor monk?"

Saying that, he pulled his hair and smashed it!

Beheaded woman: "..."

What's so special, the old lady has been addicted to mouth, you really take it!

Is there a bit of humanity?

"Master, don't kowtow... I'm dizzy... Oops, I can't..." The decapitated woman was vigorously knocked a few times by Hong Yi, and she couldn't help begging for mercy.

"Come... you come too!" Hong Yi waved at the black-faced man in front of him, motioning him to come over.

"And you, stop drinking, come here!"

Hong Yi sat on the lid of the coffin, looked at the two people in front of him, and looked at the beheaded woman who had rolled her eyes.

He smiled and said:

"You all know each other?"

Looking at the appearance of several people, it should be quite familiar!

"Know...Know, Master, the three of us are neighbors!" The black-faced man said after a moment of consideration.

"Neighbors?" Hong Yi glanced at the three of them strangely, and couldn't help but ask again:

"The neighbors are so good?"

"The three of them died together?"

Amitabha!

Kind of awesome!

"This..." The black-faced man's face turned even darker after hearing this.

"We... we..." At this time, the fat ghost said cautiously:

"The two of them are adulterers and prostitutes... They were killed by Sister Chunhua's husband after they were caught..."

"Amitabha... What about you?" Hong Yi looked down at the middle-aged man and woman in front of him.

It's normal to be caught and killed.

However, this fat man should not look at his grade!

Is it...

This……

"I... I'm innocent!"

"Fart..." Suddenly, the woman's head in Hong Yi's hand shouted loudly:

"You won't be stabbed to death if you don't peek at the old lady taking a bath?"

"The old lady is the most innocent..."

"Nonsense!" The black-faced man, not to be outdone, pointed at the woman's head and shouted:

"I'm not even more innocent. I've only played with you a few times in total? I was killed. Do you think I'm at a loss?"

"You lose JB!"

"Grass, you dead woman, you definitely did it on purpose to seduce Lao Tzu!"

"My old lady seduces you? I don't even urinate and take a picture of what you are like now? The black ones are almost turning into carbon, and the old lady seduces you?"

"I'm really killing you!"

Seeing the black-faced man approaching to pull the woman's hair, Hong Yi shouted:

"Shut up..."

"Amitabha! The poor monk understands..."

"The poor monk asks you, why did you come to this land temple?"

"Answer well, otherwise don't blame the poor monk..."

With that said, the golden spiritual energy shot out of Hong Yi's hand, instantly smashing the coffin of the black-faced man next to him.

"Yes Yes Yes……"