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

In the blink of an eye, several red soft sister coins were shot cleanly, leaving no fragments behind.

Chapter 170 How Much Do You Give?underestimate me? (3 more)

Chapter 170 How Much Do You Give?underestimate me?

The greedy ghost saw that several of his red tickets had been shot straight away, and his distressed face twitched.

This is all the hard work of Lao Tzu!

Are you a monk like this?

What the hell!

Do you know how much money I can earn from these few dollars?

"Okay, okay...Little monk!" The greedy ghost once again took a big cigarette bag, spit out a long puff of smoke, and said viciously to Hongyi:

"I must let you make money for me day and night, and work overtime until I die!"

"Soul-locking copper coins!"

I saw the greedy ghost put his hand into the black padded jacket, fumbled for a long time, and finally found a few shiny copper coins.

A few copper-colored coins, with the sound of breaking wind, attacked Hongyi again.

Hongyi didn't shoot with a single Yang finger this time.

He stood there and looked at the greedy ghost with a sneer.

"Clang clang clang..."

The copper coin was shot at Hong Yi, and it shattered immediately.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Seeing that the copper coins were directly shattered, the greedy ghost was incompetent and furious, and let out a shrill ghost howl.

This monk has already successfully scrapped his 500 yuan, plus 5 heaven and earth treasures!

Too distressed that there is wood!

I'm going to be angry!

As a greedy ghost, I should have gone back to make money, but now I am losing money.

It's a shame!

I'm going to make money!

Hong Yi only saw the face of the greedy ghost in front of him suddenly changed, and the whole body kept overflowing with black ghosts.

Wait for the black ghost to dissipate.

I saw that the greedy ghost actually had several more ghost hands.

Like a spider, several arms danced with their teeth and claws behind their backs.

"Little monk, let you see the money maker of Lao Tzu!"

The greedy ghost took a deep breath, and all the ghost hands were instantly detached from the body.

One by one, they floated in the air, grabbing them straight at Hong Yi.

Moneymaker?

Amitabha, how do you make money?

Hong Yi gathered his spiritual power and was about to shoot down all these ghost hands with a single Yang finger again.

But, what I never expected was...

The ghost hand that was already in front of him turned around...

The greedy ghost is also stunned!

What's the situation?

Why did it turn uncontrollably?

Of the few people present, Mr. Ma should be the most ignorant.

Mr. Ma was standing on the sidelines watching, secretly frightened when the greedy ghost summoned a few ghost hands.

In the blink of an eye, I didn't expect how these hands came straight at me.

Finished!

Mr. Ma closed his eyes in despair.

After waiting for a while, there was no pain in the imagination.

On the contrary, a strange tactile sensation struck.

I only felt a few pairs of cold hands constantly touching my body.

Hong Yi was a little surprised as he watched a few ghost hands clean up Mr. Ma, and even turned out the secret pockets on his underwear!