Supernatural: A poor monk becomes stronger after crossing ghosts

"Little monk, I must kill you tonight and avenge my beloved..."

The grave owner turned around with a gloomy face, his eyes blood-red.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in front of the entire mourning hall was extremely depressed.

The wind is blowing.

"Little monk, die,"

the grave owner roared.

"Stop!"

At this moment, there was a burst of shouts from behind the mourning hall.

Suddenly, a group of people rushed out hulala.

"Who told you to set up a mourning hall here in the middle of the night? Did you buy a set meal? Don't ask, who has the final say on this piece?" said a

middle-aged fat man with a big gold chain.

A man in a security uniform with a rubber stick next to him immediately said: "This is the owner of our crematorium, Ma Dabiao, Mr. Ma, our Mr. Ma is a well-known figure in Hangcheng." Black and white take all..."

Balabala, Balabala.

The security captain blew Mr. Ma into the sky in one breath, a rare peerless figure in the world.

Mr. Ma stretched out his hand and patted the captain's shoulder with satisfaction.

Nodding.

Yes, this kid is good!

"Hey, is it still a rich family?

That's a lot of money!

There are hundreds of wreaths.

"This costs a lot of money, right

?" "Since you are so rich, why don't you buy a package?"

Mr. Ma looked at the tall grave owner.

glanced at the young man lying quietly on the ground next to him, and suddenly his voice softened:

"Alas, this is your son, right? People can't be resurrected after death, this kind of mood can be understood by someone in Ma, but you have to go through the procedure, right?"

Now we have to respond to the national policy and do not allow burials, and you can't go directly into the coffin.

In this way, believe it or not,

brother? 30,000 package, brother will give you a 20% discount, how about

it? The

person in front of the meeting looked at him in a daze, as if he had been stunned by the huge discount.

"I'll do something, don't worry..." With a wave of his hand, he shouted at the staff of the crematorium: "Come a few people, carry the little brother to the corpse refining furnace, and you must burn it clean for me, do you understand?

Give the whole urn with gold, this boss will not be bad at a glance!

Be sure to let this little brother go in a beautiful way!"

After finishing speaking, the tall man seemed to want to speak before meeting.

Hurriedly and heroically stopped.

"It's not a thing, brother, you can relax, we are at ease crematorium, it's not me Ma someone bragging, it is definitely the leader of the cremation industry in Hangcheng, our furnaces are purely imported, high temperature resistant, 360 burning in the furnace without dead ends, scientific opening all-round ventilation to support combustion, absolutely...

I dare to pack a ticket, and within 30 seconds, even the bones will be burned clean. Seeing

that the man's expression was still a little unpleasant.

Mr. Ma then sighed.

"Ugh... I know that brother, you feel uncomfortable, as the saying goes, the moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have good and bad luck, and this is the thing in this world, that's it, you still have to look

at it! Look at your grade, you should not be very old, and you are in your early 60s, right? You are in the prime of life! No, you want another one. "

The grave owner is trembling all over his body at this moment.

As if it was about to explode.

"Hey... Don't get too excited, don't get too excited! Look at how you are trembling, take care of your body, take care of your body..."Mr. Ma saw that he was excited, his whole body began to tremble, and he hurriedly helped him.

"Brother, don't worry, since you have chosen our Anxin crematorium, then your son is my son, I will definitely do the funeral for my own son, and ensure that it is vigorous and beautiful. Mr. Ma swore and patted his chest.

"The black man carries the coffin, yes, definitely carry it for our son, that is, this cemetery can't be too far away, the black people don't last, and the cemetery hasn't been selected yet, right?

On the day of the funeral, a grave jump will be arranged, and now young people are popular with this, rest assured, the long-legged beauty is absolutely clear.

If our son can bear it, then Bikini knows, right?"

said Mr. Ma and made a gesture on himself.

"I made a decision, without adding a dime, I will jump on the grave with long legs in a bikini!

Are you still not satisfied? What kind of bicycle do you want?

Mr. Ma muttered in his heart, nodded, and then said:

"It seems that our son is not an ordinary person, these are too vulgar... You let me think about it!

" "Got it, how about we have a combination of Chinese and Western

?" "The black man here carries the coffin, the bikini jumps over there, let's have another suona team!" "

Brother, is the funeral banquet decided?"

"Or, my brother will introduce you to one, my brother-in-law's farmhouse, usually take some wedding banquets and funeral banquets."

"In this way, I will call the shots, and the whole audience will be discounted

!" "How's it going, brother, it's interesting!"

Hongyi looked at this big gold chain with some surprise, and Ma always kept outputting it to the tomb owner.

It's just endless power-up.

There is no space at all.

At this time, several security guards came over with a golden urn.

Mr. Ma hurriedly stretched out his hand to take it.

"Take a look at this urn, put it out on the day of the funeral, it will definitely be stylish!" Mr. Ma held the urn and showed it to the grave owner.

Hands kept changing slightly.

After the display, he turned around and handed it to the security captain, and said, "Put it in the diamond coffin."

"By the way, go pour a glass of water and bring it to my brother!"

"Don't forget to bring the invoice..."

Damn, I was stunned by this fat man.

In the blink of an eye, my concubines were burned to ashes!

I can't help crying when you're crying! Big nephew! Although you haven't seen your uncle, but... Don't worry, Uncle will definitely give you the whole scenery, so that you definitely have cards underneath!" Mr. Ma wiped his tears and stretched out his hand to support the grave owner.

"Brother, mourning..."

Don't get

dizzy! You can get dizzy after signing the contract.

Suddenly

, the owner of the grave waved his hand and slapped Mr. Ma directly.

"You're all going to die... I'm going to die!"

he roared with blood-red eyes and a hideous face.

"!" Mr. Ma covered his cheeks and got up, spit blood, and couldn't help scolding:

"Lao Tzu gave you a discount and a gift, and you are still not satisfied, and you dare to do it?"

Seeing that your son is dead, Lao Tzu doesn't care about you, the cremation fee is 8,000, the venue fee is 2,000, you give 10,000 and get out."

You deserve to be dead, so I'll kill you

!" "Roar!"

A roar of rage from the sky!

Instantly came to Mr. Ma.

"Death... Die..."The

huge palm slapped down on his Heavenly Spirit Gai!