Chapter 405 Why did you do this?
I didn't feel the passage of time in the cave. When I came out, it was already evening and the sky was getting dark.
Ming Zhuo hurried up with Gu Xu, and then I found that many monks in the temple were injured.
It seemed that those evil spirits who escaped had caused them a lot of trouble and pressure.
Seeing the blood on Gu Xu's hand, several monks quickly brought the medical kit.
Ming Zhuo bandaged Gu Xu's wound, feeling a little regretful. It was a pity that such a beautiful hand was injured.
"Are you okay?" Seeing that Gu Xu didn't say anything, she spread out her five fingers and shook them in front of Gu Xu.
Gu Xu's face was a little pale, and he subconsciously grabbed her shaking hand.
After just a moment, he let go and shook his head, "I'm fine."
Ming Zhuo still felt a little strange, Ah Xu's condition was a little bit wrong.
She suddenly thought of something, and her face suddenly changed. Could it be that Ah Xu was acting so strangely because she was too smelly and couldn't say it directly?
"Sorry, I'm going to take a shower first." Ming Zhuo stood up immediately.
She must emphasize that she loves hygiene as much as Gu Xu! Even if she doesn't spray perfume, she likes to make her body clean and tidy. She really didn't mean to absorb that pile of smelly mud!
Ming Zhuo wanted to take a shower, and the monks in the temple didn't have any difficulties. This was the great benefactor who saved Lingquan Temple, so they immediately went to make arrangements.
They just thought it was a little strange. Why did Mingzhuo ask them if they smelled? She didn't smell at all!
Monks don't talk nonsense. They are really not social excuses!
Mingzhuo didn't want to let a group of monks smell her body to see if she smelled. She saw Pei Di limping over and grabbed him.
"Do I smell?" She put her hand under Pei Di's nose.
Pei Di's face flushed and stammered, "Boss, this is not good, right?"
This is a Buddhist temple! And he was embarrassed in front of several monks.
Mingzhuo: "What are you thinking? I just asked you if you smell or not."
"No." Pei Di answered honestly.
Mingzhuo didn't doubt Pei Di's answer, but she didn't know if it was a psychological effect. She still insisted on taking a bath.
It was completely dark, and the abbot, Yuanhui, and Wunian were still busy saving the souls of the evil spirits.
Although the ghosts were very obedient, they were thousand-year-old evil spirits after all, and they still needed to recite the scriptures for saving their souls before they could go to the underworld to reincarnate one by one.
There were some problems during the process, and some of the disobedient ones did not want to leave and wanted to make trouble.
Seeing that they were about to lose control, Yuanhui was quick-witted and shouted loudly: "Go and ask Mr. Ruan to come over!"
When Mingzhuo came over and walked around, the disobedient ones also became obedient.
At around eleven o'clock in the evening, the salvation was finally over, and everyone was exhausted.
"That's great, now we can finally sleep well." A monk said, after all, hearing the crying and wailing of the evil spirits underground every night was a great torture for them.
Many people suffered from nervous breakdown, and some were even possessed by evil spirits and pointed their bayonets at their companions.
The abbot was old and a little tired, so he ordered, "Everyone go and rest."
Mingzhuo looked at them from a distance, yawned and walked back, "Let's go, go to sleep."
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The night was boundless, everything was quiet, and the whole temple was in a deep sleep.
The sky was covered with thick clouds, and the moon was blocked by the thick clouds.
Just after midnight, a figure appeared at the well.
The wind blew the clouds, and the moon vaguely revealed a sharp corner, shining on the earth.
A weird and evil smile appeared on the man's face, and suddenly he tore off the gauze on his arm, cut the wound, and smeared the blood on the wall of the well.
Then he put his hands together and recited the suppressing scriptures backwards. Suddenly, a strange roar came from the bottom of the well, as if responding to him.
The man's face lit up and he wiped the blood more vigorously.
Golden scriptures appeared on the wall of the well. Under the invasion of blood, those scriptures faded little by little.
The things under the ground seemed very satisfied and happy that they were about to escape.
Suddenly, a whirlpool appeared in the well, and the water flow became faster and faster. Something flew into the air and was about to be thrown out of the well.
"Wow, what a big fish. I don't know if it tastes good." A laughing voice suddenly rang in the silent night.
After Mingzhuo finished speaking, she was also surprised. Why did she use the word "eat"?
The thing in the vortex froze suddenly when it heard Mingzhuo's voice.
The man by the well became anxious and immediately knelt down, muttering something in a strange tone.
His pious posture seemed to regard the thing in the vortex as a god.
The monks following Mingzhuo were stunned, "Abbot, what are you doing?"
The moonlight shone on the man by the well, and it turned out to be the abbot of Lingquan Temple.
Mingzhuo was too lazy to talk nonsense and stabbed with a sword.
The abbot quickly dodged and looked at Mingzhuo with resentment. There was no trace of the compassion he had in the daytime.
The thing in the vortex seemed to be frightened and fled quickly without waiting for Mingzhuo to stab it with a sword.
Mingzhuo threw out the peach wood sword and cut off the other claw.
The stench spread instantly, and the thing once again hid in the vortex and disappeared.
The abbot looked back at Mingzhuo angrily: "What did you do to the Lord God?!"
Mingzhuo: "You call such a terrifying thing the Lord God? Are you stupid? Do you want me to help you clear your mind?"
"Abbot!" A famous disciple couldn't help it, and cried, "Why did you do this?"
Yuanhui put his hands together, and he and Wunian were silent.
Why? Of course, it was because the abbot suppressed the things in the well every day, and the spiritual pollution he suffered was the most serious.
The thing in the well is the resentment of those thousand-year-old evil spirits. Any mortal body with seven emotions and six desires will be corroded and its will will be polluted if it touches this thing.
The abbot did not stick to his original intention and was eventually tempted to fall into the abyss.
During the day, he pretended to be a monk with profound Buddhist knowledge and saved all living beings; at night, he transformed into a demon in human skin, walked among the people and did all kinds of evil things.
The entrance to Lingquan Temple was strictly guarded, and it was not easy for outsiders to sneak into the temple.
The two families who sneaked in at midnight were actually intentionally let in, and then one died in the well and the other escaped.
Mingzhuo could enter the well and find the scripture seal on the wall of the well, so the abbot could do it too. He destroyed the scripture and released the demon.
The only thing he did not expect was that the human-faced water monsters in the cave failed to pollute Mingzhuo.
The abbot looked at Mingzhuo viciously, and suddenly laughed strangely: "Do you think you have won? You will die soon. How dare a mortal go against the gods?"
"Shut up!" Yuan Hui couldn't stand it anymore.
The abbot: "Why can't I say it? All mortals will die. Why do we practice Buddhism so hard and give up if we can't live forever? Why do we have to imprison our souls in the rebirth tower after death to guard the ghost cave and the ten thousand people pit below? Why?"
"Why do I have to accept the arrangement of fate?!"