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

Ye Gucheng wanted to cry.

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Chapter 43 Elevator service, burn the old lady (one more)

Chapter [-] Elevator Service, Burning Granny

"Room 3 on the 405rd floor!" Hong Yi took Qin Lan's registration form and led a few people to the elevator.

"Amitabha, Don Qin, don't you look like you're dead and buried? Everything is for the mission! Show your dedication to the supernatural bureau." While pressing the elevator button, he turned around and comforted Qin Lan.

What is this!

Isn't it just hanging up a number to see a doctor!

Look at how nervous this girl is.

If the poor monk was a woman...

Probably nervous too!

"Ding……"

The elevator door opened.

Several people were surprised to find that the old lady with the burnt face just now was still in the elevator, and she was looking at them with a yin smile.

"Come in!" The old lady stretched out her hand, which could no longer be called a hand, because there was nothing in front of the wrist, only a bare arm.

Hong Yi didn't think much about it and went in directly.

After a few people have entered.

"Which floor to go to?" The old lady asked without looking back, facing the elevator button.

"18th floor!"

"En!" The old lady stretched out her hand to press.

I just searched for a long time, the highest is the 9th floor, where is the 18th floor?

"The third floor... the third floor!" Qin Lan said quickly.

Seeing that the old lady was about to turn her face, she really didn't want to see this face again.

"En!" A metal finger graced the third floor, and the elevator started slowly.

"Little monk, why don't you listen to what the old man said to you? You will never be able to walk if you come in here?" Although you can feel the elevator moving all the time, it is reasonable to say that you can reach the third floor in at most ten seconds. It's been a good few minutes, and it still hasn't arrived.

Moreover, the most disturbing thing is that the body can clearly feel that the elevator should be descending all the time, not ascending. You know, the data has never shown that there are departments in the basement of the 736 hospital!

"Amitabha, old man, didn't you leave?" Hong Yi said with a smile.

The old man was silent.

It's been a long time.

Only then did he slowly open his mouth and said, "The old man can't walk..."

At this time, Han Xiaomei asked with some puzzlement: "Grandma, why can't you go? Are your legs and feet bad?"

old lady:"……"

"No, the old man can't leave this hospital!" For some reason, the old lady's shoulders kept shaking, as if she was afraid, and she seemed to be laughing silently.

Hong Yi stretched out his hand and pressed the old lady's shoulder to stop her trembling: "Amitabha, old man, why?"

"Jie Jie...because the old man...is a ghost, not a human!" The old lady gave a low and gloomy grin, her whole body was still facing the elevator button, but the burnt face was twisted 180 degrees weirdly. Come and face the crowd.

His eyes had turned grayish-white, his withered teeth kept dripping with transparent saliva, and his face was full of burn marks. At this time, the skin of his face began to slowly fall off, revealing the black muscles inside.

"it is good!"

I just didn't expect the monk in front of him to see such a situation, and he didn't look scared at all. On the contrary, he could see that there was a trace of excitement.

What's going on here?

Jing said something that the old man did not understand?

"Water friend?" What kind of friend is this? "Charlie?" What is it?

After Hong Yi shouted "Okay", he turned his head to wink at Han Xiaomei, and immediately, the live broadcast camera was aimed at him.

"Friends of the water, don't say that poor monks are not interesting, it's time for welfare..."

The live camera instantly gave the old lady a close-up.

Just now, because of Han Xiaomei's negligence, the live broadcast camera was always facing the ground, and the screen was full of dissatisfied "?" numbers. Until Hong Yi spoke up, the water friends in the live broadcast room were fried.

[I knew that you are such a monk, I love it! 】

[Fuck, is there another female ghost with a little wind?The last sister of the pen fairy, I still remember it to this day. 】

【The tissue is ready, come on! 】

[Conscience anchor, Cha Fuli did not forget the water friends, brushed two rockets to support and support! 】

Until the old lady in the camera opened her mouth and gritted her teeth fiercely.