Spirit Realm Wandering God: I have a door to two realms

Chapter 175 Assassination (Third update!)
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[Level]: Second level
[Occupation]: Ghost Swordsman

"It's him, the second-level [Ghost Swordsman]."

Lu Yu was a little scared and asked:

"Miaomiao, how are you?"

"Wow~~"

Holding an ice bow in hand, Miaomiao crawled out of her schoolbag, shook her little head, and pointed at the grains of colorful crystal spirit sand scattered on the ground, with a distressed look on her face, which Lu Yu had just thrown out as a hidden weapon.

"You keep an eye out, I'll pick it up."

"Wow~~"

Miaomiao responded, his big eyes alert to all directions. Lu Yu threw away the fire stick and bent down to pick up the spiritual sand. Until he finished picking up the spiritual sand, the ghost swordsman did not show up again.

Lu Yu put away the spiritual sand and frowned:
"A dignified second-level ghost swordsman, what are you doing to steal my sword?"

"Robbery?"

"wrong!"

Lu Yu couldn't guess the other party's purpose, and felt a little uneasy, but he didn't hesitate. He was worried that his family would be in danger, so he was about to retreat into the dining hall. He turned around and saw the little monk Hengxin running out alone. He was moved in his heart, and he chased after him with his hand. Lift the other person up.

"Donor Lu, what are you doing?"

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

Lu Yu ignored the other party's struggle and explained while walking towards the dining hall:

"I was attacked by a man in black just now, and that man took away my Hidden Blade. It's not safe for you, young master, to be alone. Follow me first, and I will protect you."

"The young monk is going to meet the master outside the temple gate. Please let me down quickly."

"With so many people here, you are not missing."

"Roar~~"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dull lion roar suddenly came from the depths of the temple. The face of the little monk Hengxin who was lifted up in his hand changed drastically and he exclaimed:

"This is the Zen room, Master is in it!"

"Not urgent!"

Lu Yu's expression remained unchanged as he glanced into the dining hall. Seeing that his family was safe and sound, he was immediately relieved. He waited for a moment and saw two first-level [Warrior Monks] with sticks running towards the meditation room. The young monk followed him.

All the way to the outside of the Zen room.

The two monks stepped forward and pushed open the half-open wooden door.

Lu Yu also put down the struggling little monk Hengxin and followed the monk into the Zen room. With a glance, he saw Master Yongji sitting cross-legged on a futon in the simple Zen room.

Head down.

not moving at all.

"Ancestor!"

The two monks stepped forward, and Lu Yu also stepped forward. With a glance, his pupils shrank slightly, and he saw a sword stuck in the back of Master Yongji, with only the hilt and a small blade outside. More importantly, , that sword is his hidden sword.

"Framed and framed?"

Lu Yu's eyes flashed, and his heart was filled with a layer of haze.

A monk tremblingly checked the breath of Master Yongji, and with a "plop", he knelt down and said sadly:
"The Patriarch has passed away!!"

"Grandfather~~"

"Woooo~~"

Another warrior monk and the young monk Hengxin immediately fell to the ground, their voices sad.

Lu Yu felt equally uncomfortable.

He was taught the Dharma by Master Yongji and could barely be considered a half disciple.

But it was a matter of his innocence. There was another family staying in Yong'an Temple. He did not rashly say that it was his sword. He was very clear about the importance. Speaking out now would be tantamount to pouring dirty water on himself. He planned to send his family away first. Go back to Lion's Head Town and talk things over, so you can get your Hidden Blade back.

"Tap Tat ~ ~"

Just as Lu Yu was about to exit, a group of monks came from outside and directly blocked the Zen room. The leader was Monk Hengshu and five first-order [ascetics] wearing cassocks.

Monk Hengshu came barefoot and asked:

"what happened?"

"Senior brother, our founder was assassinated by gangsters and passed away!" "What!!"

"I just left for a while, it's impossible!"

"What nonsense are you talking about??"

The scene instantly became chaotic. When they saw the dagger in the back of Master Yongji's heart, they all knelt down again, and there was a chorus of mournful sounds.Lu Yu was about to take the opportunity to leave when suddenly an old [Ascetic] pointed at Lu Yu and asked:

"Who is he? Our Yong'an Temple is closed today, why can we come in?"

Hengxin was about to speak out.

Another ascetic monk said with a bad expression:
"Since the last time, our Yong'an Temple has been heavily guarded recently. How could an assassin sneak in easily? He also quietly assassinated the Patriarch. Could it be that this person did it while we were out."

"Take it!"

Immediately after giving an order, the two monks instantly jumped up from the ground. One swung his stick at Lu Yu's knees, and the other hit his back. Lu Yu didn't want to think about the conflict, and his spiritual power was running under his feet. He stepped on the [Butterfly Step] and greased his feet. He slid sideways to avoid it, but the two monks were approaching again.

"stop!"

Monk Hengshu finally stepped forward, stopped in front of him, and shouted: "Donor Lu was invited in by the poor monk. He is an honored guest of my Yong'an Temple. Don't you brothers still believe in the poor monk?"

The monk hurriedly retreated.

Some are in a dilemma.

The others also breathed a sigh of relief. With the guarantee from Hengshu Monk, they no longer deliberately targeted Lu Yu.

At this time, a monk outside the door suddenly asked:
"May I ask Donor Lu, is he a [Ranger] who wields a sword?"

"Swipe!"

As soon as the voice fell, all eyes turned to Lu Yu, and even the Hengshu monk turned to look with suspicion on his face.

Lu Yu's heart sank and he said bravely:
"Yes!"

The monk pursed his lips and asked again:
"Where is the sword?"

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The scene was dead silent, and all eyes were fixed on Lu Yu. The two monks raised their sticks again, and the five ascetics moved, faintly blocking Lu Yu's way.

"Wow~~"

Miaomiao on his shoulder glared angrily, like an elf protecting his master, with a small ice arrow already on the string.

Lu Yu felt heavy in his heart.

He raised his hand as if to point at the dagger stuck in Master Yongji's back. The little monk Hengxin who was kneeling on the ground suddenly got up, stood in front of Lu Yu, and said with red eyes:
"Brothers, just now Donor Lu was with his junior brother, and his sword was snatched away by a man in black."

The atmosphere calmed down, and Monk Hengshu asked quickly:
"Is this true?"

"Exactly!"

Young monk Hengxin nodded seriously and explained: "We came here together after hearing the roar of the king lion. Two senior brothers, Hengshi and Hengheng, can testify."

The monks looked at the two monks. One of them silently put down his stick, touched his bald head, and said sheepishly:

"it is true!"

"Wow~~~"

The originally stalemate atmosphere suddenly relaxed, and the monks started talking.

"Donor Lu has received the Dharma from the Patriarch, right? He is a guest of Yong'an Temple. The young monk said he has no reason to assassinate the Patriarch."

"exactly!"

"The Patriarch even praised Donor Lu."

"That villain is really hateful. Not only did he assassinate the Patriarch, but he actually blamed Donor Lu. He really deserves to be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!"

"Amitabha, monks are compassionate."

"By the way, where did Wang Shi go? Wang Shi is guarding outside the Zen room."

"It's back, it's back!"

The monks walked out one after another. Lu Yu breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't bother to thank the little monk Hengxin. He rubbed his little bald head and followed the monks out of the room. He saw the hairless second-level [Scorpion King Lion] holding a bottle in his mouth. A black coat came running.

I haven’t seen you in just two days.

The injuries on that body have actually recovered to [-]-[-]%, which shows that Yongan Temple has spent a lot of money.

(End of this chapter)