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

"Amitabha!"

Hong Yi took out his mobile phone and looked at the messages sent by Youyou two days ago.

That's right!

It should be this palace!

The whole palace was dark, and only one room was lit with a candle.

Hong Yi motioned to the few people not to make any noise, and slowly touched the corner of the wall.

Two reflections shone through the dim light.

Then came an exclamation from inside the room.

"You dead mother-in-law..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Hong Yi listened carefully, isn't this the faint voice?

It appears to be in this room.

At this time, in the cold palace room.

"Jie Jie... Tonight, the old man will take good care of you..." An old palace maid with a hideous expression stuck out her tongue, licked her lower lip greedily, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Under the candlelight, a large black awl in his hand was blazing with cold light.

"Don't... don't stab me!"

Youyou clasped her hands together tightly, crouching in the corner of the room, trembling all over.

"Hehe... Who do you stab you if you don't!" The old palace maid gritted her teeth and looked angry.

"It's all your fault... I was put into the cold palace, and I can no longer see the emperor!"

"The old man has to stab you to death tonight!"

“啊啊啊啊……”眼看着闪着寒光的大锥子向自己扎来，幽幽大喊一声，赶忙跳起来。

"What's wrong with me! You can't see the emperor blaming me!"

"Don't poke me, okay?"

What's so special, since you entered the cold palace, you old palace maid is torturing this cute girl thinking of the law.

You like the emperor, you go!

What's the deal with me!

"Hmph... It's your blessing to be able to serve the emperor!" The fat palace maid overflowed with ghostly energy, her speed increased sharply, and a pair of big hands grabbed Youyou in an instant.

"Tonight, if I don't put a thousand holes in you, I will be considered a white man who has been in the palace all his life!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Feeling a cold needle against her body, she closed her eyes in despair.

Finished!

This cute girl is going to be stabbed to death!

Woohoo...Hongyi, where are you!Your wife is going to be stabbed to death by this old witch!

Youyou, who closed his eyes tightly, waited for a long time, but the tingling feeling he imagined did not come from his body.

On the contrary, a pair of powerful hands pulled him aside, followed by a familiar warm embrace!

Youyou closed your eyes and took a deep sniff!

Is this cute girl scared to death?

Remember that the monk seemed to have said that you must not be overly frightened, otherwise you will be frightened to death!

woohoo...

It seems to be scared to death!

Why else would this suddenly smell like Hong Yi?

But, it's so comfortable, hold tight!

Hong Yi silently looked at Fuyou with his eyes closed, like an octopus, hugging him.

He couldn't help but patted her cheek.

"Hey...are you awake?"

Youyou slowly opened her eyes and saw Hongyi in front of her, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Woooo... It's so nice to meet you when I die!"

"This illusion is too real..."

"Woooo..."

"Amitabha!" Hong Yi couldn't help but pouted, and directly pulled Youyou down from his body and pressed it on the table.