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

Directly in front of them stood a small movie screen.

There are very few people in the theater.

But they are all two by two, two in this corner, two in that corner.

Hongyi led Nanling into the dark.

Sit directly in the first row.

According to the girl in the hospital, the white-skinned ghost first came from the direction of the screen.

if it is real.

The two of Hongyi happened to be closest to each other, and the first row was close to the screen and was relatively bright. The most important thing was that there was no one.

Nan Ling has been blushing and lowered her head since she entered the No. 4 theater. However, it was dark in the theater, and the monk next to her did not notice it.

until sitting in the first row.

Only then did Hong Yi realize that Nanling, who was beside him, kept his head down.

Hongyi glanced at the time again, there were 15 minutes left!

"Amitabha, the benefactor of Nanling, there are still 15 minutes, the poor monk meditates for a while, you can watch a movie!"

After speaking, Hong Yi closed his eyes directly and began to chant the scriptures.

Nan Ling looked at the little monk in disbelief!

Do you want to make a face?

What kind of movie is on it, you little monk dare to say that you don't know?

Still meditating?

Is there a nosebleed?

"Here!" Nan Ling angrily took out a package of tissues from her bag and handed it to him directly.

"Quickly wipe the nosebleed!"

"It will drip on clothes in a while!"

Hong Yi took the tissue, wiped his nosebleed, and said solemnly:

"Amitabha, the benefactor of Nanli, the poor monk may have come to Nangudu recently, the weather is a little dry, it's okay!"

After speaking, he closed his eyes and began to chant the scriptures.

Nan Ling let out a deep breath.

After just a day of getting along, she found out.

This little monk named Hongyi is really a "talent"...

Have you ever said that your Ferrari was robbed?

Have you ever seen a monk's restaurant with direct beer and barbecue?

What's more, you've seen monks always asking strangers, is your house haunted?

Who can stand this!

Time passes by every second!

Just after the Hongyi watch made a "drip" sound on time.

The time came to 12 midnight.

"boom!"

There was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground in the entire No. 4 movie theater.

Immediately afterwards, the big screen in front of him went black.

Immediately, there were no fingers in the entire cinema hall.

"Huh...huh..."

A gust of overcast wind kept blowing past Hong Yi's ear, and the temperature dropped suddenly.

Nan Ling, who was beside her, rubbed her arms and looked around vigilantly with her big eyes.

"Are you here yet?" Nan Ling reached out to touch Hong Yi next to her, and asked in a low voice.

"Amitabha... Nanling, you should pretend to faint..." Hong Yi reminded in a low voice.

"Master Nanling?"

"donor?"

Seeing that she didn't respond, Hong Yi couldn't help but thrust his elbow...

Amitabha!Where is this top?

So soft!

"You..." Nan Ling said angrily, "You didn't say you were pretending to be dizzy? What are you asking me to do? You push me again... I'll be with you..."