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Ah, I don't understand.

What are we actually doing here? Are we here to listen to Buddhist teachings?

By the way, has the Special Investigations Department found the Compassion Temple yet?

[Special Investigation Department: Not yet, currently searching. Please be patient.]

Please hurry up, okay? If anything happens to our Tianyu jade, the jade industry will not let you off the hook.

Wow, that's so domineering!

I'm so scared!

Lu Wenli was even more confused. He only heard a bunch of "nothing" and "nothing", but what exactly was "nothing"?

"It exists and it does not exist," Changxi explained in detail. "'All forms are illusory.' Salvation itself is emptiness."

The female ghost and the male ghost remained silent.

After a moment of silence, the female ghost said, "You've passed the second question."

"The third question concerns the Lotus Sutra..."

Chang Xi interrupted him, "You really want to discuss Buddhism with me? You're just buying time for those female ghosts outside, aren't you?"

The female ghost paused, her hands, hanging at her sides, transformed into sharp claws, and she became wary. "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is, you're stalling for time," Chang Xi repeated again. "You don't want to kill us at all, but you want to kill those NPCs outside."

"With so many ghosts like you, it's highly unlikely that the people in the temple could have escaped unharmed for so many years."

Chang Xi changed the subject, "So I suspect it's not that you don't want to take revenge sooner, it's that you simply can't. You can't leave here; you're imprisoned. For some reason, you can't leave the temple, and you can't move around during the day; you can only come out at night."

"Too bad, you realized it too late," the female ghost sneered.

The surrounding houses began to collapse, and in the blink of an eye, the three of them were standing outside the main hall again.

"It's dawn!" Lu Wenli exclaimed. "But I remember only three or four hours have passed."

Chang Xi looked up at the cold, lifeless sun and said quietly, "Someone has died."

The three of them rushed back.

Indeed, as Changxi said, someone died: the abbot and the monk with the pointed mouth and monkey-like face.

【A master divination expert!】

So, are these the people the female ghosts have always targeted?

[I think it might be because the Compassion Temple is under the suppression of Buddha, so the female ghost couldn't leave and had to lure people to the temple to kill them.]

But if the female ghost can't leave this place, how did she manage to lure these people back?

Lu Wenli briefly recounted their experiences.

Tian Yu turned her head away. "These two people died such a tragic death. How could a female ghost be so cruel? She's practically a devil."

"Tragic?" Chang Xi squatted down to examine the corpses, and sneered when he heard this: "How tragic could it be as tragic as those girls? They were neither human nor ghost, just wanting to live, but in the end, none of them made it out of here."

This is no temple; it's more like a den of demons.

Tian Yu originally wanted to continue this conversation and build a good reputation for himself in the live broadcast room, but it backfired.

She had no choice but to change the subject, "So what do we do now?"

"Actually, there is one person who is very special," Chang Xi said. "Among all the pilgrims, besides the elderly couple, there is also a female pilgrim."

She visited the Compassion Temple, but was not harmed.

Xu Man chimed in, "Was she also one of those bad guys from back then? Didn't they say they would eat vegetables grown from the blood of these girls?"

"Why don't we just ask her? She definitely knows more than we do anyway," Chang Xi stood up, picked up his umbrella, and went to the female pilgrim's room.

The female pilgrim climbed out of the window at the back of the house, tiptoed away with her bag on her back, and tried to leave.

She turned around and was startled by the dozen or so people behind her.

"What do you want to do?"

Hao Ren's physique was intimidating. "What do you think you're doing? Where are you going?"

"What's it to you?"

"What? Are you afraid the female ghost will kill you next, so you're running non-stop?" Xu Man hugged herself.

"I didn't kill her!" the female worshipper retorted. "How could I, a woman, possibly kill them! It was He Yin who came to me for help, how could I dare to help her!"

There are so many of them! My own safety is in danger.

[Special Investigation Department: She's lying. We investigated this woman's information and found that after she left Cibei Temple ten years ago, she received a substantial sum of money from the temple every year. She may have connections with Cibei Temple.]

Staff relayed the comments from the live stream.

No matter how they pressed the female pilgrim, she refused to say anything.

"Tsk, so troublesome. If you don't want to talk, fine," Chang Xi went outside, picked up a wood-chopping knife, and came back. "If you don't want to talk, then there's no point in keeping you around. I might as well send you to meet the King of Hell ahead of time."

Lu Wenli stopped her, "Are you crazy?"

She committed murder.

Chang Xi is a complete madman!

"Maybe," Chang Xi smiled and pushed Lu Wenli away.

She raised her wood-chopping knife high, gathered her strength, and chopped down fiercely.

Everyone was so frightened that they closed their eyes tightly, afraid that the scene was too bloody.

"I'll say it!"

The female pilgrim trembled, the wood-chopping knife was right next to her neck, not even a finger's width away, the tip deeply embedded in the wooden windowsill behind her.

[It was a false alarm; it was just a scare tactic.]

[I was so scared, I didn't dare open my eyes.]

[Holy moly, I really thought she was serious.]

[What kind of new persona is this? Is the entertainment industry going crazy criticizing beautiful women?]

[This person exists in the entertainment industry, so why hasn't they become famous after all this time?]

"You should have said so earlier," Chang Xi released his grip. "From now on, I'll ask you questions, and you'll answer them. If you tell even one lie, this woodcutter's axe will be on your neck."

The female pilgrim collapsed to the ground, still not recovered.

"Did He Yin ask you for help?"

"Yes."

"You rejected her; you're afraid you'll be next."

"Yes."

"How are you able to get money from the Compassion Temple?"

"They're afraid I'll tell everyone what's going on here."

"Liar," Chang Xi said coldly. "If I were just afraid you'd reveal what happened here, wouldn't it have been simpler to kill you? Why would I give you money?"

Lu Wenli put his newfound knowledge to good use, pulling out a wood-chopping knife and holding it to her neck. "Looks like you're still not afraid."

"I'll talk, I'll talk!" the female worshipper said in a panic. "Because, because I have evidence of what they did. It was He Yin who gave it to me."

She said she didn't blame me for not being able to help her leave; she had recorded their crimes on her phone and hoped I could take the evidence out and hand it over to the police.

"Why didn't you hand it in?" Chen Changqing asked.

The female pilgrim said matter-of-factly, "How could I dare? Even her husband was afraid of dying and sent her away to those people. What obligation do I have to save her? They are not a group of ordinary monks; they have powerful backers!" The temple was not very good at first. Later, four businessmen bought it, renovated it, and opened it to the public.

They'd heard a legend somewhere that consuming women with specific destinies could prolong life and increase wealth, which was why they chose them from among the worshippers.

Chang Xi, however, hinted, "You probably did more than just not hand it over. You used this evidence to exchange for money with those people at Cibei Temple."

Xu Man couldn't hold back any longer, "Are you crazy for money?"