An Yan placed the wooden plate in her hand on Lingxian's table and said, "I'll go now."

"An Yan, you can't use energy." Lingxian reminded her again and again.

An Yan asked again: "Where is that place?"

Lingxian waved her hand, and the paper on the table flew into the air, and the terrain on it was printed out, emitting a white light.

An Yan remembered it and immediately turned around to walk out.

But the fairy called her back and said, "If you can't get water, stay there and come back one day when you have water."

"Got it." An Yan walked out calmly.

Lingxian raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and sat down again to write, thinking that it was really interesting to have An Yan serve her, which was definitely better than those maids outside.

But she blamed herself for being incompetent and ended up losing Li Rongsen in this life. She had to get rid of this anger no matter what.

An Yan was walking on the road, neither in a hurry nor slowly.

The place where Lingxian lives is neither big nor small. If you walk from one end to the other, it will naturally take some effort. However, An Yan cannot use energy and can only walk on his two legs.

Fortunately, she was in a good mood and just took the opportunity to enjoy the scenery. She walked until dusk before reaching her destination. The place was a dilapidated courtyard with a tree in the middle, which was quite tall. There was a house inside, but it was very shabby and could barely shelter from the wind and rain. There was also a well next to the wall.

An Yan looked over there and saw that it was already very deserted, without even a drop of water. She thought that she was too lazy to go back, and besides, she had just said that she couldn't go back empty-handed.

"Who is it?" The voice sounded very old and contained a chill.

"It was Lingxian who asked me to come and fetch water." An Yan said as she walked into the house. The furniture in the house was complete, but it was old and broken. The bed seemed to be tidied frequently, so someone must be living here.

"You shouldn't come here, especially when it's dark." The voice appeared again.

An Yan turned around to look for him, but didn't see anyone.

"Go in and turn on the lights in the room," the voice ordered.

"Who are you?" An Yan asked as she went into the room to light a lamp. There was only an oil lamp there, and it was very dim, but she could see some things clearly.

And in the next moment, An Yan found someone sitting opposite her. It was an old woman who looked to be over eighty years old, but she was very agile.

"Who sent you?" you said.

"Lingxian, she asked me to come and get some water."

"Where does the water come from here? There is only resentment here." As soon as the old woman finished speaking, a lot of black smoke gushed out of the well in the yard, spreading to the entire yard and into the house.

The old woman waved her sleeves and closed the door, thus blocking the attack of the black fog.

"What are these?" An Yan was a little confused. As she looked towards the door, she saw strange shapes reflected there, and also heard some creepy sounds, such as crying and screaming.

"She asked you to come here to fetch water, obviously just to tease you. There is a lot of resentment here, and the well in the yard is to seal them up, and they will come out for a while at night.

An Yan lowered her eyes. She was not surprised that Lingxian played a prank on her like this. At this moment, the voices outside became more and more tragic, as if many dissatisfied voices had gathered together.

"There used to be water, but since these turbid air were placed here, there is no water anymore," said the old woman.

"The spirit fairy insisted that I fetch some water, so I had to fetch it. Otherwise, it would be difficult for me to go back."

"How do you get it?"

"Should we clear out the bad air first?" An Yan asked her.

"How is that possible? Do you know how many generations of foul air have gathered here? I have been here for decades. If I hadn't suppressed them every day, it would have been out of control. They would have gone out to harm others and cause chaos in the world." The old woman looked down on An Yan.

An Yan was not annoyed. She said, "Let me think of a solution."

"Stop talking. I'm going to perform a ritual." The old woman said and began to meditate.

An Yan naturally did not disturb her, but just sat aside and watched quietly. After half an hour, she found that it began to quiet down outside. The creepy sound gradually faded away, and the black fog also returned to the well.

The yard outside became bright again, and no one knew what illuminated it.

The old woman also woke up from her meditation. She waved her sleeves again, and the door of the house opened. It was the tree in the middle of the yard that was shining. It seemed as if many lanterns were hung on it, illuminating all the places.

The old woman said: "This well originally has the sweetest spring water, which is the best living spring here. If it were not for suppressing the foul air, it would not be wasted. But if this well is not used to suppress it, these foul air will have nowhere to go."

"Where does this foul air come from?"

"It comes from people's hearts." The old woman said as she stood up and went outside. She had brought a few buckets of water when she came just now and was now moving them in.

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Seeing her like this, An Yan also stood up to help her.

The old woman said, "Why don't you leave?"

"If I can't get water, I can't leave. I have to stay here tonight."

"Then you won't be back anytime soon." The old woman laughed and added, "No one wants to stay with me, but now you are willing to do so. I am not lonely anymore."

An Yan didn't say anything. She would find a way. She asked again, "Is this turbid air also considered karma?"

"Okay." The old woman nodded, and then began to take out dishes from the cupboard, and took two pairs of chopsticks, saying, "I don't have anything to eat here, only dried sweet potatoes and steamed buns, do you want to eat?"

"Okay, I don't mind." An Yan nodded.

The old woman put everything on the table, and when she was done she said to her, "Come, come and eat. You don't have to be polite to me. It's not a good thing."

"How did you get here?" An Yan was a little curious.

"I didn't come here willingly." The old woman sighed, picked up a dried sweet potato and took a bite, then said, "The spirit fairy brought me back from outside and said that if I could help clean up the turbid air in this well, she would help me find someone. But I have been here for decades to clean it up, but it's useless. There is no way to completely eliminate it. So I have no choice but to stay here."

"Did you sign an agreement with her?" An Yan asked.

"That's right, my name is here and I can't leave." The old woman sighed again.

An Yan said: "Let me think of a solution."

"You are so young, what have you experienced? What can you come up with? You can't even protect yourself." The old woman seemed unconvinced, and then said, "Well, accept your fate. I have already accepted my fate. I can't beat that little girl."

An Yan didn't say anything, but just thought of a solution in her mind.

The old woman continued to talk to herself, "If I can leave here, I will go to West City. I heard that it is the best place to live in old age. The city lord is very kind and never oppresses the people in the city. This is very good."

"Okay, if you get out of here, I'll take you back to West City." An Yan agreed.

When the old woman heard her words, she burst into laughter and said, "What a lovely girl. You should take care of yourself first. I think the spirit has a grudge against you and doesn't want you to have an easy life."

An Yan lowered her eyes and said nothing. She did not doubt this, but she was not someone who could be easily teased. She would find a way to make living water come out of the well.