Supernatural: A poor monk becomes stronger after crossing ghosts

Hongyi looked at the girls' dormitory with an appreciative attitude.

4 beds, not bunk beds.

There was a bed that was empty, the bunk was rolled up, and it was obvious that he was going home for the holidays.

Each bed has a different style, some are anime, some are celebrity models.

Suddenly, a bunk attracts Hongyi.

The walls of this bed are clean, and there are no messy posters.

A black and white ID photo was posted in the center.

Is this a posthumous photo

? Hongyi wondered a little, did someone in this girl's family have died?

Hongyi quickly reached out and took the photo off and stuffed it into his backpack.

Amitabha...... The poor monk has not yet come to serve my Buddha.

Who posted the picture of the poor monk here?

Turning around, Hongyi began to look again.

It turns out that this is the girls' dormitory?

Except for a few lace underwear hanging in front of the window, it is no different!

"Brother Hongyi..." At this time, Luo Ying's sweet voice sounded.

After speaking, Luo Ying looked out of the door awkwardly, closed the door with his backhand, and locked it.

Only then did he carefully sit on the bed opposite Hongyi.

"I feel like I'm possessed by a demon!" she said, blinking wide-eyed.

"Oh?" Hongyi was not surprised.

The girls' dormitory is originally the favorite place for ghosts to come, and they are heavy and timid, and they can be scared to death at will!

Moreover, the girls' dormitory after the holiday is even more deserted, and there are not a few people living in the whole building, and some even just occupy a place, and go out at night with heavy makeup.

This makes it easier for the ghost to get started.

"Possession, what's the show?" Hongyi asked.

It's just that I didn't expect Luo Ying on the other side to turn red in an instant, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "She secretly wants to get into my bed at night... And I can't wake her up no matter how much I call her! She still wants to kiss me!"

"But I'll post your photo here, hey, what about my photo?" Luo Ying turned around and pointed to the wall and said

, "It's okay, I've washed a lot, and I'll post another one later."

"Hongyi:"..."(눈_눈)

"Especially last night, she actually wanted to press on me, and her expression was very hideous... I...... I ran out in fright, and I'll call you in the morning. Luo Ying patted the waves one after another, obviously frightened.

She stretched out her finger and pointed to the bed under Hongyi, and said, "She's in that bed at night, but lately she's been so weird, she has to get up in the middle of the night every day, and one night I secretly followed her, she... She actually went to the toilet standing, and the words she spoke were the voice of a middle-aged man.

After some discussion, Hongyi thought of a way.

......

Guo Wanyue is a fourth-year student in the Department of Civil Engineering at Qindu University.

Since she was a child, she has been a good student with excellent character and learning, and after being admitted to university, she began to stand on her own, and she never went home during the school holidays, so she made up classes to earn tuition.

However, since I took a bus after a make-up class a week ago, I fell asleep on the bus, perhaps because I was too tired, and I felt groggy from that night.

On top of that, I often start to splinter....

It's not like drinking too much.

By

the time she was sober, she couldn't remember what had happened in between,

and it scared her

At first, she wondered if she was sleepwalking, but she had never heard of anyone sleepwalking from the 27th to the 29th!

The weirdest thing was that after she asked her make-up students, when she was completely broken, the lessons still did not stop, and the make-up lessons for the students looked back by herself, and they turned out to be more comprehensive than her own lectures.

When I went to the doctor, the doctor only prescribed some sleeping medicine for myself.

The problem is that it's completely useless to eat, you can fall asleep when you sleep, and I don't know what number you sleep on.

I used to wonder if I had encountered something unclean, but I thought it was impossible, and I would make up lessons for my children if I hadn't heard of anything unclean.

When I got up this morning, my roommate Luo Ying on the opposite side made a messy bed, and she usually slept at least until noon, and she disappeared early.

The busy day is over again, and it is already 11 o'clock in the evening when I finish the last child's class and go out.

dragged his somewhat tired body back to the dormitory all the way, and found that Luo Ying had fallen asleep under the quilt.

I also hurried to wash up, and soon fell asleep after going to bed.

And not long after Guo Wanyue fell asleep.

12 o'clock in the night came quickly.

At exactly 12 o'clock, she suddenly sat up, twisted her neck, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

It's just that the movements are a little stiff, as if the whole body is not itself, and it is very uncoordinated.

"Boom... Little baby, see where you can run tonight?"

At this time, Guo Wanyue stretched out her tongue and licked her lips, with a hideous smile on her face, and slowly walked towards the opposite bed.

The ghost in Guo Wanyue's body decided to change her body tonight.

However, before changing his body, he had to enjoy himself, and

in the dark night, a pair of somewhat white hands slowly reached into the bed.

"Hey, hey—" he smiled lewdly. It's just that now it's the female body that is controlled, and it's weird to laugh out of words.

That's what it feels like to be warm.

At this time, a black shadow slowly emerged from Guo Wanyue's body, and the black shadow slowly condensed.

A middle-aged man covered in blood stood beside the bed.

With a wave of her hand, Guo Wanyue turned her head and walked to her bed, got into bed, and closed her eyes.

"Boom... This figure is so much better!" The middle-aged man rubbed his palms.

Take off clothes that are covered in blood.

The entire body was covered with various rotting wounds, and the black-brown bruises were still coming out.

The man didn't seem to feel the pain, and after a while, all that was left was his boxers.

"Baby, I'm coming...",

he slowly lifted the quilt and gently slipped in.

The

middle-aged man didn't wake up the people in the bed.

Reach out and gently wrap your arms around each other's waist.

Slowly lean your body over.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to touch the hair of the person who was bedded!

Women's hair is always so fragrant, it's really amazing... No, it's intoxicating.

Why

doesn't this woman have hair

? She can't be so ruthless, right

? Hurt by love, she shaved her head in a fit of rage?

It doesn't matter, this ghost won't dislike it, at most I'll buy you a wig when the time comes.

I was about to roll over and press it up.

Suddenly, a voice froze his entire body in place.

"Amitabha, donor, the poor monk wants to know how hungry and thirsty you are?"

"The poor monk is a monk, you can hug and hug it, the poor monk doesn't care about you."

"But, you're a bit too much to get rid of the monk's pants, right?"

"What do you think?".