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

"boom……"

He shoved his waist directly into his stomach.

"Leng Leng, there is no distinction between the waist and the left?" Hong Yi turned around and asked again, seeing Leng Leng with a blank expression on his face.

Take a deep breath.

Hong Yi picked up the surgical needle and thread, grabbed the intestines from above, and began to sew it together with the waist.

Hongyi thought about it for a long time just now.

I always feel that the level of Punishing the Heart Hell should not be so simple!

Moreover, the appeal of this middle-aged man in front of him is also very strange. I am afraid that this should not be the case if he is begging others to dig himself out!

Thinking of this, Hong Yi decided to do the opposite.

Let the poor monk dissect you, the poor monk will not, the poor monk will sew you up, the degree of cruelty should not be low!

Soon, a waist was sewn up, and Hong Yi stretched out his hand again!

"Snapped……"

Coldly and sensible, he washed the waist he found and put it in Hong Yi's hands.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Suddenly, the middle-aged man in front of him began to shout frantically.

"You...you are wrong, you have to figure it out..."

"Don't be like the idiot in the previous level, how long will you be a specimen!"

"kindness?"

After Hong Yi heard this, he grinned.

Now I finally understand that the level of hell should be the same as what he guessed.

Whoever dissects the cruelty can indeed pass the test, but it is the one who is dissected, and then keeps it as a specimen!

It's amazing, it's still flipping!

"No no no no..."

Thinking of this, Hong Yi reached out and squeezed the man's lips and sewed it up.

"Don't move around, the poor monk is really a novice. When the time comes to sew the wrong organ for you, the poor monk can..."

Soon, Hong Yi began to bury his head in his work, and from time to time coldly handed over various organs picked up on the ground.

After a long time!

"Zi la..."

Hong Yi stretched a silk thread, then tore it off, tying a bow in a humane way, and smiled proudly as he looked at the dense wound like a centipede in front of him!

Too much work!

Unexpectedly, sewing up all of a person's organs would be so much more tiring than dissecting them!

However, the results are brilliant, I didn't see what was in front of me...

"Fuck..."

"Donor...donor wake up..."

"Wake up the donor..."

The middle-aged man in front of him was leaning against the pillar, his neck was slanted aside, his eyes were slack, and his mouth was open!

What a dead!

"Hu... huh!"

Hong Yi directly tore off the surgical gown on his body, which was really annoying!

Amitabha!

The poor monk had an operation for the first time, and he was sutured to death...

Moreover, this is a ghost in front of him. It's okay to be dissected like that. He just sewed up his organs, how could he be dead?

"ah……"

Suddenly, Leng Leng exclaimed behind him.

Hong Yi turned his head and looked at the fleshy body in her hand... This is the heart, he couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his forehead!

No wonder he died!

The good guys don't have their hearts sewed, can they live?How can you love without heart?Don't love how to generate electricity?

"boom……"

The wall behind the pillar suddenly opened, revealing a deep step again.

"This heart... give it to him... what a poor ghost, Namo Amitabha!"