The Heavens: Reborn Xu Zhu, Recognizing His Father at the Beginning

Chapter 7 Ghost Catch, We Are Professionals

"Haunted?"

When the monks heard this, the expressions on their faces became extremely strange.

Most of the theories about ghosts and gods are non-existent, so how could they be haunted for no reason?

Ye Wuxin frowned, holding back a smile.

A little thief with mediocre internal skills and decent lightness skills deserves to be called a ghost?That really puts the ghost to shame.

Not long after snickering, the long-lost voice echoed in his mind.

[Elementary missions open! 】

[Mission: Haunted mystery, find out the truth of the haunted within seven days. 】

[Task Reward: One entry-level lottery draw, one pack of condensate. 】

[Failure penalty: 3000 emotional points will be deducted. 】

It's numb, I can't laugh anymore.

Lin Yuanwai recounted the origin of the house and the beginning of the haunting, but Ye Wuxin was thinking about how to catch the masked man last night.

Among the monks from Shaolin Temple who came here, Huijue was the one with the highest martial arts, followed by himself.

Whether it is experience in the arena or fighting against the enemy, Huijue is better than him.

After Lin Yuanwai finished speaking, Ye Wuxin suddenly spoke.

"This matter is easy to handle. Our Shaolin Temple is best at catching ghosts. If members of the forest don't dislike it, how about leaving it to the little monk?"

Hearing this, Lin Yuanwai was overjoyed, grabbed Huilun's hand and said hastily,

"If the eminent monk can really drive away the evil spirit that makes the old man's house restless, I would like to offer a hundred taels of silver for incense in front of the Buddha."

Huijue frowned slightly, but never spoke.

Seeing that she couldn't shirk it, Huilun could only reluctantly accept the matter.

In the wing room, Huilun said helplessly.

"Teacher, how can you talk nonsense! What is it that our Shaolin Temple is best at catching ghosts? Wouldn't it be ridiculous if it was spread?"

"Forgive me, master. I don't know if the ghost is true or not. Besides, this matter has nothing to do with ghosts."

As soon as the words came out, Huijue at the side realized something.

"Nephew Xu Zhu, do you have any clues?"

"Uncle Master, forgive me, last night was the first time this disciple left the temple, so he fell asleep late, but because of this, he also found a gentleman on Liang."

"Liang Shangjun? Why didn't you report to the elders at that time?"

Facing Huijue's questioning, Ye Wuxin gave an excuse that he had prepared for a long time.

"My nephew thought that this person was just here to steal property and save his life, but according to Lin Yuanwai, things here are not a day or two."

"There is no stolen property in the mansion. It is just to disturb the peace of Lin Yuanwai's family. There may be other secrets in it."

"Besides, the uninvited guest sneaked into the Lin family's back house when the disciple found out. As a Shaolin disciple, the master nephew dared not enter the place of the female relatives at will."

After pondering for a moment, Huijue nodded slightly.

"You are new to Jianghu, it is not easy to think of this place, it is related to Shaolin Qingyu, after all, you should be cautious."

"Tonight, my junior brother and I will secretly warn you that if the gentleman on the beam comes again, the poor monk will definitely turn him over to the government."

"You should also be vigilant. Walking in the rivers and lakes is not as clean as the temple. You need to be more careful, Amitabha."

Many younger generations left, only Ye Wuxin was left behind, ready to cooperate with the three uncles to make a move at night.

In the middle of the night, the silver moon is in the sky.

In the quiet wing room, a group of Shaolin monks ambushed secretly, waiting for the arrival of the gentleman on the beam.

When the time came to Haishi, several young monks were a little impatient, and several monks of the Hui generation were also taking this opportunity to secretly assess the disciples.

The moon was covered by dark clouds, and a familiar figure in black groped towards the back house when there was no light in the courtyard.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, Huijue let out a loud shout, and slapped the black-clothed figure behind with his big Wei Tuo palm.

The man in black was startled, his toes touched the stone bricks on the ground, and he stepped back in the posture of falling geese on the flat sand.

Three Hui monks quickly surrounded him, blocking the way out in all directions.

Seeing that there was no way to retreat, the black-clothed man tapped his toes on the plum tree in the courtyard. A kite turned over and stepped on the black tiles, trying to escape.

Just when his plan was about to succeed, a tall and ugly monk stopped in front of him.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, trespassing on other people's residence in the middle of the night, what do you want to do?"

"The bald donkey is courting death!"

The man in black shouted fiercely, but he directly pulled out a bag of lime from his sleeve and threw it at Ye Wuxin's face.

Closing his eyes and resting his breath, Ye Wuxin listened to the wind to identify his position, and threw an Arhat fist towards his face.

The man in black was short in stature, and after narrowly avoiding an oncoming punch, he turned around and punched Ye Wuxin on the back.

However, that punch was like hitting a cowhide, and it didn't cause the slightest harm to him.

"Qinggong is good, but internal strength is too weak."

As soon as the fist changed, the two fingers precisely tapped between the elbows of the man in black, and the feminine internal force of Ming Yu Gong directly made the man in black's arm feel cold.

After several rounds of fighting, the man in black was caught by Ye Wuxin and fell into the courtyard.

"Is there nothing wrong?"

Huilun was a little anxious.

"There's lime on my face, I'll let someone clean my eyes with vegetable oil later, it's fine."

After Huijue completely fixed the man in black, he asked the disciples to clean off the lime on Ye Wuxin's face.

Not long after, Lin Yuanwai hurried over with a group of servants after hearing that the 'ghost' that disturbed the rest of the house was caught by the monks.

After taking off the veil on the face of the man in black, Lin Yuanwai was shocked.

"why you!"

"Bah! Old thief, it's my bad luck to fall into your hands today. You can kill or cut it up as you like."

Under the dim firelight, the face of the man in black was exposed in front of everyone.

This person has a resolute face, bitterness and hatred, and his facial features are faintly similar to those of Lin Yuanwai.

Hearing that the culprit had been arrested, the savage wife outside Lin Yuan hurried over, and when she found out that the man was a man in black, she cursed directly.

"Okay, okay! You brought this bastard home!"

When the man in black heard this, he became furious.

"Fuck! You shrew, dare to say that I cut off your tongue!"

The scene was chaotic for a while, Hui Jue, Hui Lun and other members of Shaolin Temple could only watch the situation quietly, without any chance to intervene.

After Lin Yuanwai's daughter came out of the back house, when she saw the man in black being tied up, she couldn't help but shed tears.

Ye Wuxin, who had just washed his eyes, came out and saw this scene, and couldn't help feeling a little self-doubt.

'Is it a bit messy here, should I leave first? '

In the early morning of the second day, Lin Yuanwai repeatedly begged all the monks in Shaolin Temple not to send the man in black to the government.

After his explanation, everyone knew that the man was his own son who was born with another woman outside.

The reason why he made a big fuss in Lin's house late at night was because his biological mother didn't wait for Lin Yuanwai to pass by before his biological mother died, so he held a grudge and broke into Lin's house late at night.

(End of this chapter)