Chapter 6 The Monk of the Dharma

On the mountain road of Shaolin Temple, more than a dozen monks walked down the mountain with magical instruments wooden fish on their backs.

"Xuzhu, this is your first time going down the mountain. See more about how the uncles and teachers do it, and accumulate some experience in the martial arts world."

Huilun talked endlessly, Ye Wuxin looked respectful and silently wrote down everything.

There are people in the temple who are easy to do. Under his verbal hint, Xuanci directly transferred him to the ritual team, calling it a growth in the world of experience.

Thanks to this, he was able to officially go down the mountain, go to the foot of Shaolin Mountain to gain experience, and see the real world.

In addition, Xuan Ci also stuffed him a bunch of wound medicine in case of emergency.

In addition to being well-known in the world, Shaolin Temple is also popular with many landlords and gentry near Shaoshi Mountain.

This time they went out to do rituals for a member of the staff dozens of miles away.

The dozens of miles of mountain roads were said to be long or short. After three days, the group hurried to the territory called Jinshan Town.

There are all kinds of bluestone brick paths, people come and go, rushing towards the town not far away.

"You are kind to Mr. Lin, you don't know if the deceased is."

The gun shot out the first bird, and it would be better for the leader of the Hui generation monk to do this. He was not in the mood to provoke his opponent.

Among the team, a group of young monks of the Xu generation came out of the mountain for the first time. When they saw this scene, they were even more confused and didn't know what to do.

"Look at your junior brother Xu Zhu, this is the demeanor that Shaolin monks should have."

In the wing close to the riverside, Ye Wuxin pushed open the window and let the sun shine into the room.

He recited the Lotus Sutra silently, as if everything in front of him had no temptation to him, and there was a faint look of a Taoist monk.

Huilun knocked on the door, waiting for the people in the house to open the door.

When I looked closely, the originally neat back house was very messy, as if it had been robbed by a strong beam.

The sound of footsteps with hidden internal energy was lowered, and he quietly lay down by the door and peeked through the gap.

After a small episode, a group of monks entered the ancient town.

"What do you all become! You are Shaolin monks, keep the precepts in mind, Amitabha."

Everyone turned around and saw Ye Wuxin's expression was calm, with no joy or sorrow.

Mr. Lin's daughter cried aside, with her beautiful face covered in rain.

"Yeah, that's it."

Mr. Lin's wife pointed at his nose and scolded him fiercely, and her words were as intense as those of the rogues in the market.

Early in the morning, a sharp scream suddenly came from the back house of Lin Mansion.

Huilun put his hands together and comforted him.

"The donor of the forest is full of filial piety, and the church learned about it in the Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom, and will bless the future generations with a long source of blessing."

‘There are too many shortcomings, and it is the main thing to make up for it as soon as possible. I need a way to move my body that I can use when fighting.’

Along the way, many people saw their group pointing fingers, and many women covered their mouths and laughed, which made several young monks of the Xu generation at a loss.

Sitting cross-legged, a warm feeling gradually enveloped his limbs and bones.

Under the leadership of Mr. Lin, the monks came to the wing room of Lin's mansion to settle down, and waited until the seven-day ritual was completed, and then returned to the temple.

The first time he saw the town, Ye Wuxin couldn't help but look around.

"I tell you, if you don't find a way to solve the problem, I will take my daughter back to my parents' home!"

When talking about the deceased, Mr. Lin showed a sad look on his face and replied in a low tone.

"It's really hard for all the Shaolin monks to come from afar. I'm in the Lin family."

Sniff the nose lightly, and the air is filled with all kinds of fragrances.

Besides, if a monk, he, is found to have broken into someone else's back house late at night, it would be a bad thing.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Wuxin did not choose to follow.

Many women showed up in public, playing and playing, and the girls who came out to stroll were even more giggling.

Apart from Ye Wuxin, he was busy looking at his own profits and had no time to pay attention to those who joked about him.

【Emotional Points from Huijue+3】

‘Interesting, I can encounter such a thing when doing rituals. Could it be that Xu Zhu’s protagonist’s halo works?’

【Emotional Points from Huilun +5】

In the dark night, a meticulous sound mixed into the wind and rain, clearly reaching Ye Wuxin's ears.

"It's my mother. She has eaten vegetarian food and chanted Buddha's name all her life, so I specially invited all the monks to prepare rituals for her."

‘The Mingyu Gong requires the essence of the sun and the moon. It is not enough to have moonlight.’

This matter should have been done by Xu Zhu, but Huilun was worried that the people in the house would be afraid of him, so he, the master, took action personally.

During the breathing period, the internal force has been running in the body for a day.

After hearing this, Huijue and Huilun quickly rushed to the back house. Everyone in the Xu generation hurriedly followed the two and broke into the back house of the Lin family.

Huilun quietly approached Ye Wuxin's side and said helplessly.

Although his internal strength is not weak, he is much worse than the lightness skills of the man in black.

Another monk Huijue, who was leading the team, scolded him, looked at Ye Wuxin with satisfaction.

Hawking, shouting, joking, cheering, the old town seemed extremely lively and prosperous.

A moment later, a servant dressed in a servant opened the door and looked dazed when he saw the monks.

During the internal power operation, it will enhance one's five senses. Mingyu Gong's secret book does not pass on the flower palace, and naturally there are all kinds of magical features.

Most of them were young monks who had left the temple for the first time, and he had never heard of any enemy of Huizi monks such as Huilun.

In vain, he felt a strange sight peek at him. After he opened his eyes, his original feeling disappeared strangely.

"It turns out that the monk from Shaolin Temple has arrived. Please wait in the hospital and I will report to the master."

Since it is not the disaster of Shaolin Temple, it is the grudge of the Lin family outside the family.

"I have already asked someone to prepare vegetarian food. I have troubled the monks these days, please."

Soon, a wealthy old man rushed over, his eyes still slightly red.

With a free and easy smile, Ye Wuxin sat cross-legged again, cherishing every opportunity to cultivate his internal skills.

‘Illusion? No, it’s definitely someone who is secretly spying on it. Who is it?’

【Emotional Points from Void + 10】

Seeing this, the monks quietly retreated, with a very helpless expression.

Late at night, it rains all the time.

On the edge of Jinshan Town, there are large houses with white walls and black tiles, and lanterns with black letters on white are hung in front of the door of the mansion.

Wine, pancakes, fried fruits, and the aroma of meat that makes him nostalgic.

I saw a masked man wearing night clothes sneaking into the back of the Lin family. Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be looking for something.

"Disciple, please see it. Is the woman at the foot of the mountain a tiger? Or is it better to be a monk and stay away from the world."

After a long time, Mr. Lin apologized to the monks with an awkward expression.

It was not until Huijue asked the reason that Mr. Lin replied with a strange expression.

"It's true that this house is haunted."

(End of this chapter)
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