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

Hong Yi came over, reached out and patted the backs of a few people, and shook his head with a wry smile: "Amitabha, it's all the fault of the poor monk, so let's go! Tomorrow, the poor monk will invite a few people to eat steak, the kind that is cooked in 3 minutes with blood!"

"vomit……"

you devil!

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Chapter 42 Hello, what kind of disease are you seeing?

Chapter [-] Hello, what kind of disease are you seeing?

[Ouch...Fuck, I vomited on the keyboard...]

[Brother, you are okay, I was lying in bed watching, and vomited on my wife, what should I do?It's really troublesome, let go of the gas first and go wash my wife...]

[Brothers, have you all vomited?Why am I fine? I also ordered an outside meal by the way, this will be delicious...]

[Nima Yo, I can't take it anymore, I'll go calm down for a while! 】

【Real red chicken...】

……

Hong Yi glanced at the barrage, but did not expect so many people to vomit.

So the poor monk can rest assured!

After some repairs, an ambulance was called by the way, and the woman in the ambulance was pushed out of the hospital gate. Several people came to the hospital's emergency door.

After opening the door, a strong smell of rot and mold hits.

The entire emergency room was empty, the ground was full of dust, and the white walls had turned black.

After a few people walked in carefully.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the door behind him slammed shut.

Ye Gucheng hurriedly turned around, pulled the door hard, and said with a gloomy expression, "It's weird, the door can't be opened!"

"Uh...it looks like this..." Qin Lan hasn't finished speaking yet.

The whole hall lights suddenly turned on dazzling lights.

Several people in the photo had to cover their eyes.

The eyes, which had been adapted to the darkness, were suddenly flashed by the light, and the instinct in front of them was pitch black.

After getting used to it.

Take your palm and open your eyes.

The scene in front of him changed dramatically.

The emergency hall, which was originally empty, was now brightly lit.

The weirdest thing is.

The hall is full of people, including patients queuing for registration, nurses in various positions...

And the dusty hall was as clean as new at this time.

"Amitabha, it seems that this hospital used to be quite popular!" Hong Yi said suddenly.

Qin Lan glanced at him speechlessly.

This monk is really abnormal.

Is now the time to say this?

Don't you find it scary?

Don't you think it's strange that there are so many more people for no reason?

"How many? Is it registered or what?" At this time, a nurse at the front desk came to Hongyi's side.

"Oh, we don't..." Qin Lan was about to speak.

"Registration! The poor monk is a little uncomfortable these two days." Hong Yi said first.

The reception nurse smiled sweetly, pointed her finger at the registration window, and said, "A few of you can line up wherever you want. I wish you a happy doctor..."

God is so happy to see a doctor!

Who is happy to come to the hospital?

Several people followed Hong Yi to the registration window and couldn't help but slander.

There were two people in front, a middle-aged woman and an old lady.

Hong Yi and a few people lined up behind the old lady.

"Hang up first and see what the hell it is!" At this time, Hong Yi took out a few jade Buddha statues from his bag and handed them to a few people, saying:

"This poor monk has been consecrated. You take self-defense, and 2% of the poor monk's spiritual power is sealed in it. After improvement, you can automatically launch 2 attacks."