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

"Check all equipment!!"

"The level of danger tonight is no small matter!"

"All team members must be cautious and cautious!"

"Did you hear clearly?"

Liu Shengli, the leader of the Southern Turin Special Bureau, solemnly mobilized all the team members before the battle.

"Clear!"

All the players shouted in unison.

Liu Shengli nodded solemnly.

Raise your right hand and swing it down sharply.

"Everyone...prepare..."

The neat footsteps in his imagination did not sound, and Liu Shengli looked back.

At some point, a bald monk stood at the entrance of Huixian County.

At this time, he was talking to a small drone non-stop.

"Amitabha, water friends, good evening!"

"The poor monk came to Hui County in the southern capital today"

"This county has been successfully occupied by ghosts, but fortunately everyone has been evacuated in advance."

"Come on, let's go inside and see!"

Hongyi briefly introduced a few words to the live broadcast room.

Hearing the familiar name of Huixian, the water friends launched a barrage one after another.

[Hui County was occupied by ghosts?Holy crap, the old man quickly go downstairs and have a look! 】

[Upstairs, what are you going to see downstairs?Are you from Jiahui County? 】

[I also go downstairs to have a look...]

【Go together! 】

【What are you going downstairs to see?Why am I so foggy?Which hanging big come out to say what happened? 】

[Go downstairs to see if Huixian snacks are still there!Unexpectedly, Huixian County was occupied!Horrible...]

【Huixian snacks?Holy shit! 】

[Damn, when I mention Huixian snacks, I think of an unbearable past. Others can have a bowl of Mala Tang 12 times. Isn’t it better for me to eat Huixian than Mala Tang?I can't even pull my hand...]

……

Just as Hong Yi took a few steps, a roar came from behind him.

"stop……"

A middle-aged man with a big belly came over quickly.

"You can't enter here. There is an action in the spirit bureau tonight, and the idle people can't enter!"

Hong Yi touched his bald head, looked at him, raised his head and looked at the large army behind him, and slowly took out a certificate from his bag.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is also a person in the supernatural bureau, can you enter now?"

After saying that, he walked inside without looking back.

"stop……"

The roar from behind grew louder.

Hong Yi turned around and saw that this middle-aged man with a big belly was trembling with all the fat all over his body, obviously not very angry.

Hong Yi was a little puzzled.

Are you sick?

I have shown you all the documents, are you finished?

Liu Shengli ran directly in front of Hong Yi, stretched out his hand to grab his collar, and shouted with a serious expression:

"Which supernatural bureau are you from? What are you doing in gathering?"

"Is there any discipline?"

"Amitabha, let go!" Hong Yi looked down at the cassock and said coldly.

"Okay, alright... There is no organization, the Qindu voyage is a magical situation, right!" Liu Shengli didn't expect that the monk in front of him would dare to ignore the organizational discipline, and couldn't help but reprimanded loudly.

"Water friends..."

"The poor monk will deal with some personal matters first!"

Hongyi asked the system to temporarily turn off the live broadcast.

The supernatural power burst out in an instant, and with Liu Shengli, he quickly dodged behind a tree by the roadside.