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

"Okay... Howling Dog... Let's go... Ride the rocket!" The young man shouted excitedly.

"Wang...wang..."

"Arrest me!" At this moment, several doctors in white coats ran out of the building.

Several doctors in white coats quickly dragged the two back.

"Director, I found two people over there, they should be people from the Supernatural Bureau." At this time, a young doctor trotted to a female doctor with an exploding figure and said.

"Haha...Okay, there are a few more people to play with!" The female doctor licked her lips excitedly and said with a wicked smile:

"Two more people to play!"

"Catch it back... eh?"

"Just shut up with these two!"

"Hehe, this director goes to play with those supernatural people first!"

"It's so fun to be scared to be crazy! Hehe..."

After hearing this, several young doctors all grinned and ran to Hong Yi excitedly.

Carrying two people into the mental hospital.

The female doctor gave a teasing smile, her eyes flashed red, she raised her hand and waved, and instantly the whole hospital was enveloped in gray resentment.

Chapter 153 The madness is so scary! (1 more)

Chapter 153 The madness is so scary!

Hong Yi opened his eyes and felt a little dazed!

There was a bald young man sitting in front of him, and it was a very uneven light!

With his legs crossed, he held a bottle of cut mineral water in his left hand, a small dry yellow flower was inserted in the bottle, and his right hand pinched into an orchid finger.

He is closing his eyes at the moment.

He kept muttering something in a low voice!

"Bold and evildoer, you are not human at first glance..."

"Bami Paris Red!"

Orchid finger picked up the little yellow flower and sprinkled it gently like this!

Then closed his eyes again.

Repeat the action just now!

Hong Yi reached out and wiped the water on his face!

A ghostly look!

What a human being in front of me!

mental illness?

"Amitabha, benefactor?" Hong Yi stared at him and said cautiously.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't even open his eyes, he picked up the little yellow flower and sprinkled it like this again.

"Please call me Guanyin Dashi, thank you!"

Hongyi: "..."

Amitabha!

For sure, this is a mental illness!

What kind of Guanyin is so wet?

how wet?

Reaching out and grabbing the bottle of mineral water, he threw it aside, and Hong Yi lifted the young man in front of him with one hand.

"What is your name?"

"This is where?"

"And a female benefactor?"

The young man was lifted in his hand, not panic at all, and even laughed.

"Are you a Buddha?"

"Hello Buddha, I'm Guanyin!"

"Do we pray together?"

Hongyi was silent for a moment, then put the young man on the ground again, picked up the mineral water bottle on the ground, and inserted the broken yellow flower again by the way.

"Amitabha, Master Guanyin, you continue, the poor monk will not disturb you!"

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered!

Hong Yi bypassed him directly, walked out of the door, and went to the next room.