The ultimate master in the city

Chapter 37 Father's Memorial Tablet

The monster was like a terrifying humanoid behemoth, exuding immense pressure. Zhou Fengchen had never seen such a thing before and was startled. He reached out to take out a talisman, but the rain was too heavy and he couldn't use it, so he quickly turned and ran away.

"Hahaha……"

Doromo laughed maniacally, "You can't escape, accept your fate! Maitreya, Maitreya... Dodo Sattva... Hurry..."

"roar--"

The monster chased even more fiercely, letting out a strange roar, its long sword slicing through the rain, the tip almost grazing Zhou Fengchen's back.

Seeing that escape was impossible, Zhou Fengchen rolled away to dodge a blade. Taking advantage of the monster's turn, he lowered his stance, formed hand seals seven times, and chanted, "Profound Twenty-One, Clone! One Yuan Three Talents Transform into Five Elements!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

His body instantly split into five, leaping up to surround the monster, forming the same hand seal: "Mysterious Seven, Enlightenment Finger!"

Doromo, standing not far away, looked at this and that in astonishment, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. "Holy crap! This is outrageous! What kind of evil magic is this?"

Bang bang bang bang!

The monster was hit five times in a row, and its body swayed and it was a little unsteady on its feet.

"puff!"

The monster seemed to have some connection with Doromo. It suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, sat up straight, and recited a passage in Mongolian.

The monster rallied and began slashing horizontally with its blade.

With a swift, unpredictable movement, Zhou Fengchen dodged the bone blade and formed hand seals again, shouting, "Xuan Liu, Thousand Strikes Break!"

"ah--"

Doromo was the first to give in, letting out a scream as he collapsed to the ground.

The monster was hit five more times, and with a "whoosh," it turned into a puddle of flesh and disappeared into the muddy water.

"Return!"

The five Zhou Fengchens merged into one, clutching their chests and panting heavily. They cursed, "Damn it!" Looking up at Doromo, they saw him sprawled on the ground, running away like a toad. "Zhou Fengchen, you just wait! This isn't over!"

"Screw you!"

Zhou Fengchen grabbed a handful of mud and chased after him.

However, Naromo ran too fast, and it was difficult to spot him lying on the ground in the dark; he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Fengchen chased after them for a while longer, then stopped, clutching his chest. This clone technique was extremely strange and terrifying, but it also had significant side effects on the body. If he continued chasing, he feared he might not make it.

He glanced at the vast, rainy night around him, then turned back. He wondered how the Chen family had come to have such a grudge against Doromo, and he would have to ask him when he got back.

……

Inside the main hall of Chenyuan Martial Arts School, a group of people were pacing anxiously, glancing outside every now and then.

Old Chen was wrapped in bandages and sat in a chair with a worried expression.

With tears in her eyes, Chen's mother paced back and forth, saying, "My son was just found. If something happens to him now, how can I go on living!"

Chen Siya followed behind her, carrying two strings of candied hawthorns, and kept crying.

Mr. Chen was also very worried, and he angrily said to Mrs. Chen, "I said, can you stop pacing around like this? Isn't it annoying?"

Chen's mother finally snapped, "I shouldn't have married into your family! Instead of enjoying a good life, I spend all my time brandishing weapons and making enemies with those weirdos. And you still have the nerve to yell at me? Fine, I'll leave with my son and daughter!"

Mr. Chen was speechless.

Old Chen and his group were extremely embarrassed.

Just then, Zhou Fengchen walked in from outside the door, patting the raindrops down his face.

The whole room rushed to greet him, and Chen's mother and Chen Siya hugged him and cried.

After comforting the mother and child, Old Chen anxiously asked, "Are you alright?"

"It's nothing." Zhou Fengchen shook his head, picked up the teacup beside him, and gulped it down in one go.

Old Chen nodded, glanced outside the door, and asked, "Where is that person?"

Zhou Fengchen said, "He couldn't beat me, so he ran away."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and their gazes towards Zhou Fengchen completely changed, as if they were looking at a monster.

Zhou Fengchen asked Elder Chen, "What grudge do you have against him?"

Old Chen gave a bitter smile and said, "Decades ago, I went to the grasslands as an educated youth. There I met an evil fat monk who bullied many girls and had many lives on his hands. Because I knew martial arts, I cooperated with the police to kill him. Before he died, he made a prophecy that I would die at the hands of his grandson. I never thought it would actually come true today."

"I see..." Zhou Fengchen thought for a moment, scratched his head, and said, "I'll take responsibility for this, but to prevent any unforeseen circumstances, I'll teach you a method: if he comes again, catch him and send him to the police station!"

Old Chen and the others exchanged glances. "What method?"

Zhou Fengchen said, "Prepare black dog blood and rooster blood, mix them together, and splash them directly on him to break his Dharma body. His kung fu is average, and once his Dharma body is broken, he'll be just like an ordinary person. With so many people in the martial arts school, we can swarm him and catch him."

Before anyone could react, she picked up Zhou Daoxing's memorial tablet from the table, yawned, and walked out, saying, "I'm going to sleep now."

"Wait a minute." Chen Siya caught up and took out two strings of candied hawthorns. "Brother, these are for you."

"Uh!" Zhou Fengchen felt something was off. He patted the little girl's head, took the candied hawthorn, and ate it as he walked.

The people in the room were dumbfounded. This person liked to eat candied hawthorn?

……

The next morning, Zhou Fengchen got up early to practice his morning exercises. Chen Siya came over again, rubbing her sleepy eyes. This time, there were no students watching outside.

"Brother, are you tired?" Chen Siya asked, squatting on the ground.

Zhou Fengchen pinched her little face and smiled, "Not tired. I've been practicing like this since I was three years old, I'm used to it."

Chen Siya moved closer and said with a grin, "Then... I'll take you to school to play today, okay?"

"School?" Zhou Fengchen thought for a moment and asked, "What grade are you in?"

Chen Siya pouted and said, "What do you mean, 'what grade'? I'm a junior in college, at a top university."

"I'm not going," Zhou Fengchen shook his head and said, "I get annoyed as soon as I open a book."

Chen Siya laughed heartily: "Who told you to go read books? There are so many beautiful girls at school! Your sister here is the school beauty, and I'm super popular. If you see someone you like, I'll introduce you. They'd love to meet the young master of the Chen Group!"

Beautiful women? Zhou Fengchen's cheeks twitched. He thought to himself, "I'd love to play with women, but unfortunately I can't do anything about it."

"No, no!"

Why?

"No reason why?" Zhou Fengchen thought for a moment and said, "By the way! You come home from school every day, isn't that safe? How about I catch a female ghost for you to protect yourself?"

"A female ghost...hehe..."

Chen Siya's face turned pale, and she turned and ran outside, shouting, "No! No!"

……

While eating breakfast, Zhou Fengchen noticed that everyone at the table was looking at him strangely, which made him feel very uncomfortable. He quickly finished his meal and rushed out to work.

The small restaurant did fairly well today. After a busy lunch break, Zhou Fengchen, thinking about Monk Yuanzhi, took a break and went to the rented room. No one was there, the room was even more messy, and it smelled bad.

He sighed in frustration, tidied up the house, and went downstairs to the old lady's house to inquire about the whereabouts of Monk Yuanzhi.

Ever since the incident with the female ghost Han Huan, the old lady and the little girl have never looked at him with friendly eyes, with a hint of hatred and annoyance. Of course, they never gave him a good look, saying they had never seen a monk before.

Zhou Fengchen left the restaurant dejectedly. He had been busy all afternoon, and when he got off work, he went back to the rented house, but he still didn't see Monk Yuanzhi. He wondered what the guy had been up to.

He left the words "Pay attention to hygiene" on the wall and then returned to the martial arts school.

……

A light rain was falling, and the students at the martial arts school were all staying in their dormitories. His younger sister, Chen Siya, hadn't finished school yet. His parents and grandfather were discussing something in the living room. Zhou Fengchen looked around and, seeing that there was nothing for him to do, didn't disturb anyone and went back to his room.

As soon as he entered the room, he habitually looked at the memorial tablet on the table, and was stunned to see that his father's tablet was gone! He slapped his forehead and thought for a moment, remembering that he hadn't misplaced it; it was still there when he left in the morning.

After searching around without finding it, he grew increasingly agitated. He went outside to the main hall and asked coldly, "Where is my father's memorial tablet?"

Chen's mother greeted them with a smile, but the smile vanished upon hearing this. Old Chen and the others coughed but remained silent. Chen's father sneered, "Stomp it up and throw it in the trash!"