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

Chapter 11 Refund

In the brightly lit Hutou Cave, many monks were scattered by forked roads in all directions.

Ye Wuxin held up the torch in his hand and touched the depths of the cave.

A sound of footsteps came to his ears, and he secretly used the Mingyu Art, fearlessly.

In the blink of an eye, several bandits and bandits appeared. Ye Wuxin threw a torch and greeted the bandits with an Arhat fist.

While the fire was flickering, three or five bandits were knocked down to the ground without knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The bandit hiding in the dark felt a chill in his heart, pulled out the dagger in his hand and threw himself directly at the back of Ye Wuxin's empty door.

Ye Wuxin didn't panic at all. After avoiding the bandit's desperate blow with an iron bridge, he kicked the bandit in the face.

A few bandits who hadn't even learned martial arts wanted to sneak attack Shaolin monks, and they didn't plan to drug the things in the lime. I really don't know who gave them the courage.

Seeing the disheveled clothes of many bandits, Ye Wuxin realized that this group of people might be bandits who went out to loot during the day, and came here in a hurry when they noticed something unusual.

"The task is completed, let's see if we can capture the dog-headed soldier or bandit leader alive"

While thinking about it, Ye Wuxin smelled a faint smell of blood.After running the Ming Yu Gong, the smell of blood became more obvious.

After using internal force to lower the sound of footsteps, Ye Wuxin quietly touched the source of the smell, and the scene that caught his eyes made him realize once again that this is a world that speaks with strength.

A burly man smiled and walked towards the woman whose hands and feet were bound not far away.

Apart from the woman, there were a few people who didn't know their life or death vaguely lying on the bed in the cave.

"Hehehe, although that little boy is tight, it's more comfortable for women."

Seeing this, Ye Wuxin put away his internal strength, and the clear sound of footsteps echoed in the empty cave.

"You are Li Sanhu?"

"Who are you? How dare you break into Lao Tzu's Tiger's Head Cave! Where are you guys? People!"

Realizing that the situation was wrong, Li Sanhu quickly pulled out the long knife in his hand and rushed towards Ye Wuxin.

Wielding a long knife vigorously, one can tell at a glance that this person is not someone who is waiting for nothing.

One inch long and one inch strong, Ye Wuxin, who had no weapon in his hand, felt that he had suffered a dark loss, so he quickly picked up a stool beside him and threw it at the long knife in Li Sanhu's hand.

Seeing that he couldn't take down the kid on the opposite side, Li Sanhu's breath was flustered, and the saber move in his hand became dull for a moment.

Fighting with the enemy, the slightest difference will cost your life in vain.

Ye Wuxin's eyes turned cold, and he slapped the chair that was in stalemate with the long knife in Li Sanhu's hand with his left palm.

In the blink of an eye, the scarred chair collapsed into pieces, and Li Sanhu blinked his eyes, suddenly realizing that something was wrong.

The powerful palm force sent the long knife in his hand flying across the chair. Seeing Ye Wuxin attack with another palm, Li Sanhu barely avoided this move by rolling around like a lazy donkey.

Ye Wuxin snorted coldly, changed his palm moves, and kicked him on the mountain wall with the Arhat Fist above and below.

Seeing that Li Sanhu still had enough energy to struggle, Ye Wuxin picked up a chair and hit him hard on the head a few times.

After confirming that he had passed out, he hurriedly untied the ox tendons tied to the crying woman.

"Amitabha, the little monk is rude."

After taking off the clothes from the nearby bandits, Ye Wuxin wrapped them around the woman on the bed, and led the three of them out of the cave.

Soon after, Huijue led many monks to escort many bandits out, and brought a dozen women who were robbed by bandits up the mountain.

"Uncle, what should we do about these things?"

Huijue sighed slightly, speaking calmly.

"Find a town, send them down the mountain, and leave some belongings. Amitabha."

Ye Wuxin quietly leaned forward, and told what he saw and heard in the cave, Huijue's originally unkind face turned extremely dark.

"How dare you do such an outrageous thing, aren't you afraid of falling into the Avici Hell after death!"

Several monks brought Li Sanhu out, Huijue said in a bad tone.

"Several nephews turn around, don't let this man's blood stain the eyes of my Shaolin disciples."

"Brother, don't break the precept of killing."

Huijue closed his eyes slightly, and replied calmly.

"After I go back, I will plead guilty to the elder dean of discipline, don't stop me."

In the blink of an eye, a cold light flashed across, and the corpse of Li Sanhu, who was entangled with hundreds of bandits, separated and disappeared into the world.

"Amitabha."

All the monks recited the mantra of rebirth together, and rescued many bandits who had killed by mistake.

The rest of them were tied with their hands, and sent by the monks to the government not far from here, and handed over to the government for trial.

This cave was also swept away, and the gate was blocked by many warrior monks of the wise generation, so they left quickly.

A few days later, a mighty procession dispersed in a certain town, and many women who had been looted by bandits thanked the monks a thousand times,
After taking the ill-gotten gains, he rushed to the four directions in a hurry.

After many thieves turned back to the government, Ye Wuxin stared dumbfounded at the bank note that Huijue took, and suddenly realized that this matter seemed to be more than just a simple act of chivalry.

"Uncle, can you still get a silver ticket if you send the bandit to the government?"

Huijue glanced at Ye Wuxin and replied flatly.

"The evaluation of local officials mostly requires political performance. My Shaolin Temple has been a school of righteous celebrities since ancient times, and I have cooperated with local governments."

"This yellow and white thing will naturally be used to open porridge sheds, often do good deeds, and help poor people."

Ye Wuxin nodded as if suddenly enlightened. Although Huijue's words changed in his ears, the general meaning was not much different.

A group of people rested for a day in a nearby inn, and then set off for the deep mountains and old forests again.

In the middle of the night, the moon-white light shone on the bluestone brick floor, and everything was completely silent.

After taking back the Ming Yu Gong, Ye Wuxin had a thought, and his consciousness entered the system space.

"53417 emotional points, five intermediate lottery draws, if you are lucky, you may be able to get the light work I need."

If you hesitate, you will lose, Ye Wuxin shouted immediately.

"Consume 50000 emotional points, exchange for five intermediate lottery draws, and draw them for me."

As soon as the words fell, the huge roulette was spinning rapidly in front of him, and it stopped slowly after a long time.

A burst of precious light flickered, and a light object with an indescribable fragrance fell into Ye Wuxin's hands.

[Yan Ying's bellyband (two stars)]

[Evaluation: Underwear of the number one beauty in martial arts in Fengyun, you can smell a delicate fragrance if you smell it carefully. 】

[Emotional points from Ye Wuxin +100 points. 】

Hehe, the bellyband of the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world, just this crap swallowed up my hard-earned emotional points?
"R.N.M, refund the money!"

[This system does not have a money-refunding lottery program, I hope the host will not be ignorant of flattery. 】

(End of this chapter)