Seeing that the main entrance was completely blocked, Mingzhuo had no choice but to walk to the side and call Master Yuanhui.

Upon hearing that she had arrived, Yuan Hui hurriedly said, "Benefactor Ruan, please be careful and avoid people. Come to the right and I will open the door for you."

Mingzhuo followed instructions and, avoiding everyone's gaze, quietly led Gu Xu and Pei Di to the right.

She walked along the courtyard wall for about one or two hundred meters, but didn't see any doors or anything like that.

Pei Di was starting to doubt his own existence: "We were invited here openly and legitimately, right?"

Why are you acting so sneaky, like a thief?

Gu Xu glanced ahead and said, "Why don't we go further in? Maybe there's a door up ahead."

The three walked forward for a while longer before they noticed movement coming from inside.

"Master Ruan, over here!" someone whispered.

Mingzhuo looked in the direction of the sound and saw a shiny head appear on the wall. The scalp reflected the sunlight and was very bright. It disappeared in a flash.

Yuan Hui lowered her head and quietly lowered the ladder over. "Benefactor Ruan, hurry up, don't let anyone see us."

Mingzhao: "..."

I really didn't expect this kind of spectacle.

She quickly climbed the ladder and landed in the courtyard.

Yuan Hui blushed slightly: "There are people blocking the back door too, and the spare door lock is rusted and can't be opened. I'm really sorry."

Mingzhuo: "...It's okay."

Since you've said that, what else can I say?

A moment later, Pei Di turned over, looking surprised: "I thought only petty thugs needed to climb walls, I didn't expect that I would still need to climb walls now that I'm a Xuan Master."

I never expected that my internet scalping skills from my teenage years would come in handy at this time.

Mingzhuo was worried that Gu Xu hadn't climbed over the wall, so he quickly went over to help him.

Gu Xu looked at the hand extended to him and silently reached out to touch it.

After everyone came down, the monk who had been hiding on the wall quickly retracted the ladder.

Mingzhuo looked at Gu Xu: "How are you? Are you alright?"

Ah Xu looks like a well-mannered, top student. He probably never imagined that he, as the head of a group, would end up climbing temple walls.

Gu Xu smiled and said, "I'm fine. This is quite a novel experience, and very interesting."

Mingzhao: "..."

Okay, whatever makes you happy.

Yuan Hui was extremely anxious, but seeing Ming Zhuo made her feel like she had found her pillar of support.

As he ushered the people inside, he explained the situation.

Those blocking the entrance to Lingquan Temple were all local villagers, and some had come all the way from the city, having arrived early.

When they heard that Lingquan Temple was going to seal the well, they immediately protested and caused trouble several times.

Finally, they simply blocked the well and said they would draw all the water before it was sealed.

People say that drinking the well water from Lingquan Temple makes you strong, healthy, and gives you a good appetite. It's more effective than any magic pill. Many families rely on this well for their daily drinking water.

The monks in the temple, however, wanted to seal the well, completely disregarding their lives.

They disagreed, they protested, asking why their well was sealed off!

Pei Di: "Have those people gone mad? Don't they know that many people died in the well?"

One of the monks leading the way smiled wryly: "They have their own set of logic. At this point, they say that well water has a self-purifying function, and if you drain it and wait a while, it will be fine."

Mingzhuo: "They're not wrong. There are corpses in every river, lake, and sea, as long as you don't drink untreated water..."

She felt Gu Xu's gaze sweep over her, and suddenly remembered that he was very particular about everything, so she silently swallowed the last word.

Gu Xu suddenly spoke up: "Actually, it's not so bad. I understand Xianze back then."

The two of them simultaneously recalled Xianze's collection of corpses. Henggongyu had fished out the corpses that had sunk to the bottom of the lake and neatly arranged them upright in his cave as toys.

Every night before bed, I check to make sure everyone is facing me, and then I drift off to sleep soundly...

I woke up in the morning surrounded by corpses, and then took a sweet sip of the icy water from the pool where the corpses had been soaking...

Mingzhuo suddenly couldn't bear to recall Xianze's appearance. This was not a great demon with an innate immortal aura; he was simply a monster!

At this moment, the group had already arrived at the meditation room. Yuan Hui said to one of the monks, "Go and make tea to entertain our distinguished guests."

Gu Xu: "..."

Mingzhao: "..."

Yuan Hui felt that the way the people were looking at him today was strange, which made him feel embarrassed. He wanted to touch his bald head to ease the awkwardness.

After everyone sat down, Yuan Hui explained that the evil spirit in the well could not be suppressed, and every night when the yin energy gathered, it would try to break through the seal and come out.

Those things are very good at bewitching people; they can even enter dreams and lure the monks in the temple to the well.

The abbot, being highly accomplished in Buddhism, had long sensed something amiss and guarded the well every night, thus thwarting the evil spirit's plot.

But the abbot could no longer hold on. The attack intensified at midnight last night, and the abbot was injured. He held on until dawn, when the evil spirits finally gave up.

Mingzhuo also noticed that several monks had injuries, more or less, but Yuanhui had the least injuries among them.

"So those villagers were also bewitched by evil spirits?" Pei Di asked.

Mingzhuo: "No, the evil spirits don't affect the people down the mountain."

She paused, then added, "But there must have been someone behind the scenes stirring things up, taking advantage of the villagers' greed, ignorance, and shortsightedness."

Yuan Hui: "You mean, someone wants to release evil spirits?"

He had only suspected it before, but he was unwilling to believe that anyone would do such a thing. Now that Mingzhuo had said it, he was suddenly terrified.

"Oh no! The villagers have stormed in!" A disciple rushed in.

Hearing the commotion outside, Yuan Hui's expression immediately changed. "Wasn't it said that the gates would be closed today?"

"Senior Brother Wunian went to persuade everyone to leave, but the villagers refused to go. Then someone outside said that someone had fainted, so Senior Brother Wunian opened a small crack to check the situation, and was then attacked by the villagers." The junior disciple was so angry that his eyes turned red, probably because he couldn't believe that someone could be so shameless.

Mingzhuo was somewhat surprised; Wunian was also there?

"In that case, why don't we go out and take a look?" she suggested.

Monks are usually somewhat passive in dealing with these kinds of situations, or perhaps the Buddhist precepts and rules are too numerous, making it difficult for them to know how to deal with such scoundrels.

But luckily she had experience; dealing with bad people is no different from dealing with evil spirits. If they don't obey, just use violence to solve the problem.

——

Before they even reached the door, they saw the villagers had already rushed into the backyard.

The monks were furious. They were already exhausted from fighting off the evil spirits' sleep-inducing spells every night, and now they were being harassed by the unreasonable villagers.

Their cultivation was not yet sufficient, and they immediately lost their composure.

One of the monks shouted angrily, "Stop pushing! I've already said you can't go near the well, can't you understand human language?!"

The middle-aged woman standing next to him immediately sat down on the ground, crying out, "Oh dear, the monk is hitting someone! The monk is hitting someone!"

The monk was so angry that the veins on his forehead throbbed, and he looked like he was about to faint.