Chapter 7: Catching ghosts, we are professional

“Haunted?”

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

The sayings of ghosts and gods are mostly false, so how can they be haunted for no reason?

Ye Wuxin raised his eyebrows and held back his smile.

A little thief who is mediocre in internal strength and has good light skills is also worthy of being called a ghost? That really makes the ghosts shame.

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

【Elementary mission is enabled!】

【Task: Haunted mystery, find out the truth about haunted within seven days.】

[Task Reward: One draw at the primary level, one pack of Qi condensation.]

"If the monk can really drive away the evil ghost who makes my husband's house uneasy, I wish to give out a hundred taels of silver to offer incense in front of the Buddha."

In the quiet wing room, a group of Shaolin monks were secretly ambushing, waiting for the arrival of the gentleman on the Liang Dynasty.

The man in black was startled and his toes were lit with stone bricks on the ground, and he retreated in a posture of falling geese on the flat sand.

Suddenly, a loud bang came out, Huijue shouted loudly, and one hand slapped the figure in black behind the back.

Since Mr. Lin’s daughter came out of the house, she couldn’t help but shed tears when she saw the man in black being tied up.

Three monks of the Hui generation quickly surrounded him and blocked the way around him.

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

"Why are you?"

"The face is lime, so let's clean your eyes with vegetable oil later, it's fine."

Seeing that Huilun could not refuse, he could only barely accept the matter.

[Punishment of failure: 3000 points are deducted from emotional points.]

"Tonight, I and my junior brother secretly warn you that if the gentleman on the Liang Dynasty comes again, I will definitely send him to the government."

Mr. Lin told the origin of the house and the whole story of the haunted beginning, but Ye Wuxin was thinking about how to catch the masked man last night.

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

Faced with Huijue's questioning, Ye Wuxin expressed the excuse that he had been preparing for a long time.

Inside the wing room, Huilun said helplessly.

The moon was covered by the dark clouds, and a familiar black figure touched the back house while it was nowhere to be seen in the yard.

It was already the hour of Hai, and several young monks seemed a little lacking in patience, and several monks from the Hui generation were also taking this opportunity to secretly examine their disciples.

Among the monks of Shaolin Temple who came here, Huijue, the one with the highest martial arts skills, and then he himself.

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

As soon as he said that, Huijue, who was standing beside him, realized something.

Just as his plan was about to succeed, a tall and ugly monk stopped him.

"Okay, okay! You have also brought this beast to your home!"

"Uncle Master, I'm sorry, it was the first time my disciple left the temple last night, so I fell asleep late, but I also found a gentleman on Liang."

This person has a firm face, a deep grudge, and his facial features are slightly similar to those of Yuanwai Lin.

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

Close your eyes and calm down, Ye Wuxin listens to the wind to identify his position, and smashes the Arhat fist to face him.

The man in black shortened, and after avoiding the oncoming punch, he turned around and punched Ye Wuxin on the back.

Under the dim fire, the face of the man in black was exposed to everyone.

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

"Amitabha, this donor, trespassed into someone else's residence in the middle of the night. What do you want to do?"

After removing the veil from the man in black, Lin Yuanwai was shocked.

"My nephew thought this person was just here to steal property in order to survive, but according to Mr. Lin, the matter here is not going to be done for a day or two."

"A gentleman on Liang? Why didn't he report to his elders at that time?"

"Bah! You shrew, you dare to say something else, I cut your tongue!"

When he heard the culprit being arrested, Mr. Lin's fierce wife also rushed over and found that the man was a man in black, he even started to curse.

"Nothing is it?"

"You should also be alert. Walking in the world is not as pure as that in the temple, you must be more careful, Amitabha."

"Master forgive me. I don't know if the ghost is true or false, and this matter has nothing to do with ghosts."

After Mr. Lin finished speaking, Ye Wuxin suddenly spoke.

Huijue frowned slightly, but never spoke.

"The lightness skills are good, the internal strength is too weak."

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

Hearing this, Mr. Lin was overjoyed and grabbed Huilun's hand and said quickly.

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

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

"How can you talk nonsense? What does Shaolin Temple mean that we are the best at catching ghosts? Wouldn't it be ridiculous if this is spread?"

Many juniors of the Xu generation left, but only Ye Wuxin was kept and prepared to cooperate with the three uncles to take action at night.

Not long after, after Mr. Lin heard that the "ghost" who had caused peace in the house was caught by the monks, he hurried over with a group of servants.

"Bah! Old thief, it's my fault that I'm in your hands today. If you want to kill or cut it, you can do it."

"The bald donkey is looking for death!"

"You have just entered the world and it is not easy to think of this. It is related to Shaolin's reputation, so you must be cautious after all."

The scene was once chaotic, and Huijue, Huilun and others in Shaolin Temple could only watch the development of the situation and could not find any opportunity to intervene.

After pondering for a moment, Huijue nodded slightly.

As soon as the fist posture changed, the two fingers accurately pointed between the man in black's elbows. Ming Yugong's feminine internal force directly made the man in black's arms chill.

However, the punch was as if it was hit on cowhide and did not cause any harm to him.

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

"The property in the mansion has not been stolen yet, just to disturb the uneasy family of Lin Yuanwai's family. I'm afraid there is another hidden truth."

"This is easy to deal with. Our Shaolin Temple is best at catching ghosts. If Mr. Lin doesn't dislike it, why not leave it to the young monk?"

Late at night, the silver moon is in the sky.

"Besides, the uninvited guest entered the Lin family's back house when the disciple discovered it. As a Shaolin disciple, the nephew dared not enter the place where the female family members were at will."

Huilun was a little anxious.

‘Isn’t it a bit messy here? Should I leave first?’

Early the next morning, Lin Yuanwai begged to the monks of Shaolin Temple not to send the man in black to the government.

After he explained, everyone was the personal son he gave birth to another woman outside.

The reason why he made a big fuss in the Lin Mansion late at night was that his biological mother did not wait until Mr. Lin came over before he died, so he held a grudge and broke into the Lin family late at night.

(End of this chapter)
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