Supernatural: A poor monk becomes stronger after crossing ghosts

Hongyi reached out and took out a flashlight, turned it on and shone it on!

I saw the rows of dead corpses lying on the morgues! The

most strange thing was that there was a smile on the face of each corpse.

"It's... Why is it so long, you see that the body is intact, as if it has just died. Qin Lan was a little frightened, although he had been dealing with ghosts and gods all day long, but anyone standing in the dark morgue with corpses on every bed would probably feel a little apprehensive in his heart.

However, Hongyi's next sentence made several people chuckle in their hearts.

"Well, the poor monk touched it, and the corpse was still warm, alas, it was all corpses..."Hongyi put his hand into the white cloth covering the corpse, and said a little gloomily.

It's not a zombie, it's a bad review!

Qin Lan:

"...", "Crunch..."

At this moment, a crisp voice came from the corner.

I saw a dark figure sitting up on a morgue bed in the farthest distance.

"Shhh

Hongyi walked towards the black shadow with some excitement.

Wait for him to walk in.

The black shadow is an old man in a suit and leather shoes.

However, the old man seemed to have just woken up, and he felt that his spirit was not very sufficient, and his eyes were a little sluggish.

"Hey, donor, are you awake?" Hongyi patted him on the cheek.

The old man, who was a little sluggish, looked up at Hongyi.

I just don't know if I really didn't wake up, or if I'm older and my brain is sluggish.

The old man just stared at him blankly.

Hongyi was also blinded.

This...... I'm afraid it's Alzheimer's!

"Smack..."Hongyi

had to slap him.

"Donor, hey, wake up..."

Hongyi is really convinced this time, this is not sober

?" "Who has water?" Hongyi turned his head and asked Qin Lan a few people.

Both women shook their heads, indicating that they had not.

Only Ye Gucheng's expression was a little wrong, and he twisted and pulled out a bottle of bat root wine from his back waist, and said with a somewhat embarrassed expression:

"This... I took this casually, look at this bottle is weird and beautiful, go back and arrange a flower or something..."

Hehe

! Go back to flower arrangement?

Ghost knows what you are going to insert when you go back!

Hongyi reached out and snatched the wine from Ye Gucheng, who was a little reluctant.

Uncork the wine!

Suddenly an indescribable strange smell wafted out.

"Hmm... Hurry up, it smells so bad, I want to vomit!" Han Xiaomei frowned tightly and urged.

"Amitabha, the old man, the poor monk, this is all for your good. As he spoke, Hongyi stuffed the mouth of the wine bottle into the old man's mouth, and raised his hand!

"I'm sorry, old man, the bat root was blocked just now!" he pulled out the bottle and shook it vigorously, and stuffed it in again.

"Gollum... Gollum!"

"Woo woo woo..."

The moment the bat root wine was poured into the old man's mouth, the old man's eyes instantly widened.

However, Hongyi didn't notice the expression on the old man's face at all, and saw that a bottle of wine entered the old man's mouth.

The

moment the bottle was pulled out.

"Poof..."

the old man squirted instantly.

"What did you give Lao Tzu to drink? What does this smell like?" the old man raised his head and yelled viciously.

What the does this smell like?

It smells of alcohol, and it smells of big dung!

Thinking of this, the old man lowered his head again.

"Gross... Cough..."

Raised his head again, what was so toothy in his mouth, chewed a few times, like a rubber band, he couldn't chew it!

"Phew!"

Spit it into his hand and looked, what kind of black and fluffy thing is this?

Hongyi and the three of them were all stunned after seeing the old man's manipulation.

This is a ruthless man! The wolf is gone!

He even chews it...

"Amitabha, donor..."Hongyi didn't finish his words.

The old man turned over and sat up, stretched out his hand to grab Hongyi and shouted, "What did you give Lao Tzu to drink

?" "Uh

..." "Bat root wine..."The old man didn't hear clearly, and still scolded loudly: "What wine?"

"Bat root wine..."

The

old man holding the morgue began to vomit.

So, what Lao Tzu chewed just now was...

After

a long time, the old man finally came to his senses, and looked at the few people in front of him with a heavy face.

Slowly spoke: "Since a few people can come here, they must be people from the Spiritual Bureau

?" "How do you know?" Qin Lan asked in surprise.

"Hehe, aren't you here to find this king?" the old man's expression gradually became hideous, and he smiled grimly.

"Aren't you

here for the spirit

of 736?" "The 736 Hospital was built by this king. "

Haha... The

old man was about to say a few more words, when a white palm suddenly appeared in front of him, holding a white object in the palm.

It was Hongyi who interrupted the old man's speech.

"Donor, chew it to show off! It's too flavorful!" Hongyi looked sincere.

"This king..."

The old man spewed out two white air arrows from his nostrils, and silently picked up the chewing gum and stuffed it into his mouth.

It does smell a little big

!Damn bats!

"Boom... Since you're here, let's play with this king. After

the old man finished speaking, he waved his big hand.

Suddenly, all the corpses on the morgue sat up, and one by one they quickly got out of bed and lined up.

"Start..."

I saw that all the corpses moved, and the division of labor was clear.

How strange this picture is.

There were even two female corpses washing the old man in front of Hongyi and a few others.

Hongyi secretly glanced at the old man's attributes with his heavenly eyes, and couldn't help but be surprised.

Gambler King: Gambling as his life before his death, even more so after his death, because of a failed gambling game, offended the high-level of the ghost clan, and had to flee to Hangcheng and occupy 736 Hospital.

Threat level: A+

Threat value: 160000

Characteristics: A gambling technique into the ghost, the most like to pull people to bet, lose the light will be mentally sloppy, the turn is mentally ill, the heavy is directly killed, become a ghost.

(Note: Once the betting is opened, it is not allowed to give up halfway.) Limited

Time Mission

: Ring 1: Hospital 736 (87% progress).

Special Mission: Win the gambling ghost king by betting against each other, complete the first ring task to the perfect level, and get an extra chance to draw a lottery.

The threat value of 160,000 is definitely the highest Hongyi has seen so far.

However, the system is also really flowing.

This was all discovered by the system.

How do you know that since childhood, the poor monk has been interested in all kinds of gambling techniques... After

a while, all the props were placed.

A mahjong table stands in the middle of the morgue.

Just the whole mahjong table is scary to look at.

The tables and chairs are all made of white bones, and the mahjong table is white and shiny.

Mahjong made of finger bones are neatly stacked on it.

The old man stepped on the red carpet, looking like a gambling god, and his nineteen-point hair was shiny and shiny on his scalp.

"Hehe, little monk, come and play?" the voice of the gambling ghost king sounded.