Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

Once upon a time there was a mountain, and in the mountain there was a temple. In the temple there was an old monk and a young monk telling stories.

What are you talking about?

There once lived a businessman who traveled extensively, known for his diligence and bravery. He and his wife shared a deep love, and through their wisdom and hard work, they had accumulated considerable wealth over the years.

However, as his wealth grew, the middle-aged businessman gradually lost his original intention and began to indulge in beauty. He frequently had affairs with women and enjoyed a life of luxury.

Later, due to the adjustment of court policies, the salt merchants' business gradually shifted to the south.

So the businessman moved with his family to the southern water town known as the "Immortal Zone," where they bought a spacious house and lived a comfortable and peaceful life.

However, the good times did not last long. The merchant's father was over fifty years old, but he still had not changed his romantic nature. He had an affair with a young and beautiful maid in the courtyard, and even made the maid pregnant with his child.

The scandal was soon discovered by the merchant's wife.

She was a strong-willed woman who could not tolerate her husband's betrayal. In anger, she found the maid, had a fierce argument with her, and beat her in anger, causing her to have a miscarriage.

Afterwards, the mother kicked the maid out of the house, and the family never saw her again.

"But how do you know that the maid was really kicked out?" A female cultivator from Ziwei Society asked curiously, holding her chin.

Chen Bing answered honestly: "My mother said so."

Yan Ruchen asked, "When was he kicked out? And what happened after he was kicked out?"

Chen Bing continued, "This happened five or six years ago. I really don't know what happened afterwards. Then, today, you dug up a skeleton and attached a head you found somewhere. Then, the housekeeper said the skeleton was that of the maid Xiuzhi."

Guan Shanyu added: "The head was found in the dry well west of the west wing."

Chen Bing said dejectedly, "Oh!" and looking around at the scrutinizing eyes of the crowd, he asked, "So what's going on? Do you suspect Xiuzhi wasn't kicked out at all, but was killed by my family to vent their anger?"

Everyone nodded expressionlessly. Chen Bing slapped his head and almost fainted again. He quickly cried out, "This is so unfair! Why kill her when you can just kick her out? We are all good people. Don't we know that killing someone means paying with your life?"

Yan Ruchen asked, "Mr. Chen, when did your house become haunted? When did your son develop a persistent fever?"

Chen Bing replied: "Last July."

Guan Shanyu felt embarrassed, thinking that it had been almost a year since last July, and the child hadn't died of a high fever yet. It seemed he had to pay attention to this detail next time he wrote.

Yan Ruchen continued to ask: "When did your mother die?"

Chen Bing thought for a moment and said hesitantly, "That was also... last July."

Everyone was immediately excited, and they all started talking at once: "Look, look, I knew it!"

But after he said "I knew it", he didn't know what he knew. He stood there excitedly for a while, and finally cast his gaze on Yan Ruchen.

Yan Ruchen didn't say anything either, but just looked at Chen Bing quietly, as if hinting to him, "I don't need to say more about the connection between these things."

Chen Bing stared at him for a long moment, then suddenly slammed the table in anger, "Impossible! She had an ambiguous relationship with my father when she was alive. Why don't you speculate that she had an affair with another man, so she was kicked out and persecuted by others. The murderer buried him in my house and put the blame on my family!"

Everyone was choked, and Guan Shanyu muttered to the side: "There are some scratches on the face of the skull of the corpse. It seems that the face was scratched before death. If the face of an ordinary woman was scratched, the consequences would be disastrous. Sisters from Ziwei Society, what do you think?"

Several female cultivators from the Ziwei Society were stunned, but this reminded Chen Rongrong. Chen Rongrong slammed the table and stood up, suddenly realizing, "We'll know if it's true or not once we investigate. The disciples of the Ziwei Society have learned to inquire about spirits. Let them inquire about the identity and cause of death of this corpse, and we'll be able to get to the bottom of it."

The disciples suddenly realized what was going on and turned their expectant gazes towards the female disciples of the Ziwei Society. These female disciples gathered tightly together, their bodies trembling slightly, and all turned their heads to Guan Shanyu and glared at him fiercely.

The Ziwei Society's method of questioning spirits involves taking a cup of clear water, infusing it with profound spiritual energy, and then gently placing a relic of the deceased, such as a strand of hair or a fingertip, in the water. Then, using the spiritual energy to stimulate the water, they issue inquiries.

The ghosts summoned by this method are bound by spiritual power and cannot speak falsely. They must answer questions and the answers will be displayed on the table in the form of water stains.

However, this action consumes a lot of spiritual energy. If it is consumed excessively, it may cause hypoglycemia at the very least or shock at the worst.

Seeing that everyone had already prepared water cups, tables and chairs, and had gathered in a circle waiting for them to take action, the female disciples had no way of refusing any longer, so they decided the winner by playing rock-paper-scissors among themselves and sent one person to sit at the table.

The female disciple looked at the still-undecomposed flesh and hair on the corpse, and, suppressing her nausea, pulled out a bit of hair and threw it into the water. Guan Shanyu vomited again, and the violent vomiting caused his left leg to twist again.

After completing all the preparations, the female disciple looked up and signaled to Yan Ruchen that he could start asking questions, and kindly reminded him that they had only learned the basics so far and could only answer questions with "yes" or "no", and were unable to do anything else.

Upon hearing this, Yan Ruchen pondered for a moment and slowly asked, "Are you Xiuzhi?"

After a while, a water character appeared on the table: "Yes."

The disciples were instantly excited, jumping with excitement, and cheering in unison: "See! I knew it!!"

Chen Rongrong turned around and glared at them, then put her index finger in front of her mouth to signal silence. The group of disciples then fell silent and watched quietly from the side.

Yan Ruchen continued to ask: "Was he murdered?"

The water on the table rippled gently, gradually revealing the word "yes".

The disciples couldn't help but gasp, and Hu Qi asked impatiently: "Was it the old lady of the Chen family who killed you?"

The water character replied, "Yes."

As soon as these words were spoken, the disciples' emotions rose again, and they all glared at Chen Bing. Chen Bing, with a look of disbelief on his face, also asked, "Why kill you? Is it because you have an affair with my father?"

"Yes."

Just as Shui Zi finished answering, the female disciple of Ziwei Society who manipulated spiritual power suddenly started bleeding from the nose, her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

A female disciple standing nearby explained, "...the spiritual energy has been depleted too much."

Chen Rongrong raised the hammer and said to the female disciple, "Then you go ahead. We haven't finished asking questions yet."

The other female disciples helped the fainted one away, while the disciple who was pointed at sat down to perform the operation. After taking her seat, the female disciple pleaded, "Um... please try to focus on the key questions."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Qi asked, "Is it you who is causing trouble here that is why the young master of Mr. Chen's family has a high fever that won't go away?"

The water character replied, "Yes."

Chen Rongrong asked quickly, "Are you doing this to take revenge on Mr. Chen's family?"

Answer: “No”

Everyone was stunned. Another disciple stepped forward and asked, "Is it just to become an evil ghost?"

"No."

Someone else asked, "Are you causing trouble here to absorb people's yang energy and become a monster after resurrection?"

"No."

"You did this because you thought it was fun!"

"No."

Just as Shui finished writing the answer, the female cultivator at the table suddenly started bleeding from the nose, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.

A group of people asked a series of questions, and the questions became more and more outrageous, but no matter how they answered, the word "water" was not the answer.

Three of the female disciples from the Ziwei Society had fainted, and they still hadn't gotten the answer they were looking for. Just as everyone was at their wit's end, scratching their heads and wondering what to do, the last female disciple sat trembling at the table and pleaded, "Brothers and sisters, why don't you discuss what to ask first before asking..."

Seeing the other three female disciples fainted nearby, everyone scratched their heads apologetically and indeed did not dare to ask any more questions. Hu Qi carefully asked for a motive for the crime, and after Xiuzhi answered "no" again, no one dared to ask any more questions.

Just as the scene fell into an eerie silence, a voice suddenly rang out, vomiting and mumbling: "Are you trying to find a complete body for reincarnation, so you come out to scare them and want them to dig up your bones and put them back together?"

Everyone looked back in confusion and found that it was Guan Shanyu who had been leaning against the door sill and vomiting for a long time.

Seeing that he was exhausted from vomiting and still leaning against the door to join in the fun, Chen Rongrong was about to scold him for wasting another opportunity to ask a question, but suddenly heard Yan Ruchen whisper in surprise: "It really is..."

Everyone turned around and saw the answer appear on the table: "Yes."