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

"Amitabha, presumably this fairy is the person who played the white lady, the poor monk Fahai, who has seen the benefactor..."

"I wonder if the poor monk can stay and discuss the plot with the two of them?"

"Damn... Who gave you the courage to speak to the Underworld Master like this, I will kill you..." The savage ghost master was furious when he saw that Hong Yi was ignoring him, and couldn't help saying angrily.

"Hehe, let's discuss the plot, you can, let's stay... It happens that I also have some things that I don't understand." The Lord of the Underworld reached out to interrupt the Lord of the Caracal Ghost, and said with a smile.

"Amitabha, thank you fairy..." Hong Yi bowed slightly, let go of the ghost lion, and cheekily inserted himself between the savage ghost master and the underworld master.

"You just said he owes you money?" The Underworld Lord asked with interest.

"Fart... When did Lao Tzu owe you money? The savage ghost master grabbed Hongyi's cassock and said viciously.

Amitabha!

Dirty words × 1!Great!

"Good, savage ghost master, anger is the root of all obstacles, and it is not easy to cultivate!" Hong Yi gently took down the savage ghost master's hand, and said sincerely:

"The poor monk has no other intentions. If the ghost master is not happy, the poor monk will leave! It's just a pity for the wonderful plot that the poor monk came up with, alas..."

After speaking, Hong Yi shook his head with a sigh, nodded apologetically to Lady White, turned around and prepared to leave.

Amitabha……

3...2...1...

"and many more……"

Sure enough, a female voice sounded: "It's okay, Fahai, just stay here! The plot hasn't been discussed yet!"

After saying that, he frowned and glanced at the savage ghost master.

The savage ghost froze in place for a while.

What a monk!

After the performance, Lao Tzu will definitely blow you to ashes.

"Hehe... The poor monk will thank the fairy!" Hong Yi turned around, pushed aside the caracous ghost master again, and stood beside the two of them.

The carnal ghost master calmed down his rage, took a deep breath, and then smiled and said to Hong Yi:

"This ghost master is too impatient, Master Fahai is right, it was the ghost master just now, wasn't it..."

Hongyi waved his hand generously and smiled sincerely: "It's okay, the donor apologizes and the poor monk accepts..."

The savage ghost master lowered his head and clenched his teeth, his hands bursting with blue veins behind his back.

Where did this monk come from?

who found it?

"Amitabha, the poor monk thinks if we can..." Hong Yi kept discussing the plot with the Lord of the Underworld.

Ha ha!

Since the last time Sadako was embarrassed!

Poor monks can study when they are free, and practice when they are free!

So far, the effect is still good!

After chatting for a while, I found out that this Underworld Lord is actually quite good at talking.

"Hehe, Fahai, right? Do you think that really works?"

"Of course, the poor monk feels that meditating and reciting it every day will definitely be effective! Especially for us ghosts."

The Caracal Ghost Lord stood aside with a sullen face, listening to the two of them chatting non-stop.

From the beginning of the discussion of the plot, then to the clothes, and then to the practice...

Can't talk at all, okay?

The ghost lion sneaked up to Hong Yi's feet, closed his eyes and silently listened to everything Hong Yi said.

This is the master's experience!

It's too crowded!

Nima is about to show the master of the underworld a palm reading.

"Master Ming, everything is ready! Do you want to start right away?" At this time, a middle-aged woman ran over and said respectfully.

"Okay...then Master Fahai, let's go!" After hearing this, Lord Ming greeted Hong Yi and walked towards the venue.

The savage ghost master silently followed behind the two with a dark face.

This is such a hurry to finish filming, I can't take it anymore!

This monk must die today!

at the foot of a mountain.

Hong Yi stood with his hands behind his back, his white cassock moving with the wind, and looked at the two people in front of him with cold eyes.

"Fa Hai... Even if my husband and I die today, we won't be separated..." Xu Xian, played by the savage ghost master, took a step forward excitedly, pointing at Hong Yi and roaring loudly.