He smiled at Shen Wei's disapproving look, "It really doesn't hurt."

"Then I jumped into the well and came back."

Wen Jingyao didn't speak. He glanced at Cen Yu's outstretched tongue—there were no burn marks on it, but that was only because the other party was determined.

“If you had even a little self-doubt, your tongue wouldn’t be like this,” Wen Jingyao said. Even though he had seen many madmen, he felt that Cen Yu’s actions were too risky and too gamble-like. “He probably wanted you to stay there by yourself, so it wouldn’t count as him killing someone.”

Being misled by language and remaining in an illusion doesn't, in some ways, constitute direct murder.

After all, the other party never said that there was no exit from this place; it's just that you have to find it yourself.

"You said he was pushed to the bottom of the well," Wen Jingyao said. "Do you remember his approximate appearance and the surrounding environment?"

"His body may still be at the bottom of the well."

Cen Yu told Wen Jingyao everything he had seen, and then asked him to light a talisman and put it in his mouth—and then blew on the two people who were still unconscious—and the two gradually woke up.

Pei Heng's body tensed for a moment, unsure of what the other person had seen in their hallucination.

Chu Yichen seemed somewhat dazed... He glanced at Cen Yu a few times, but finally looked away.

"...Where is that thing?" Chu Yichen asked.

“They’ve run away,” Wen Jingyao said. “But the monk can run away, but the temple can’t.”

The other person's body is still at the bottom of the well. As long as he wants to get his body back, he will definitely come back.