Chapter 482: Beating the Princess to Death and Using Her as a Pillow Is Worth It!

Everyone looked at each other, not understanding the monks' actions.

Even the few guards left behind by the princess's mansion held themselves back and didn't move.

The chanting grew louder.

Like a hollow, faint sound, it carried people toward a blissful realm.

Confused expressions gradually appeared on everyone's faces, as if they couldn't tell who they were or where they were.

Everyone, one by one, sat down in place.

Even Zongzheng Zhiyuan and the few guards from the princess's mansion also gradually showed a dazed look…

A cold, clear voice suddenly came from the beam.

"This is the Rebirth Mantra."

As the cold voice rang, the roof thundered with a huge "boom!"

Then countless tiles clattered down.

The falling tiles startled the monks, who instantly stopped chanting, and they had to drag Xie Huaiyuan to a corner just in time to avoid disaster.

Then a white figure and a black figure appeared together at the large hole in the roof, overlooking everything inside the hall below.

A gust of wind poured in through the broken roof.

A strong light, together with the wind, shone on everyone.

The cold wind and bright light made everyone sway.

Then, gradually they became clear‑headed.

"Me, what's happening to us?"

"Yeah, why did everyone just lose consciousness? What's going on?"

"It feels like a floating dream, and why are we all sitting on the ground?"

Everyone stared at each other with terrified faces.

Then everyone looked up toward the voice.

The roof had somehow opened a huge hole.

Three silhouettes, staggered, appeared above them and the whole temple.

One was a teal‑gray Taoist priest sitting on the beam!

The other two, one black, one white.

The black one wore all black, a black mask, and with his unusual height and broad build, must be a man.

The white one wore a veil; her hair knot and stature clearly marked her as a woman.

The two resembled the Black and White Impermanence, standing in backlight, evoking an inexplicable chill and fear.

Who are they?

At this moment, even the monks couldn't recognize Li Qingluo's identity.

Remembering the day and night they were imprisoned, they dared not speak recklessly, fearing it was another plot by those merchants.

Yet the three's sudden appearance ruined their plans, and the monks' eyes filled with resentment and grievance.

At that moment, Li Qingluo suddenly spoke.

"This mind‑drug is truly vile."

"Do you Ningyuan Temple intend to kill everyone who learned the truth today?"

"If everyone can't leave this Ningyuan Temple, no one will know your filthy deeds, and the truth will never be exposed to the world."

"Later you can continue your business of opening a Buddhist gate to swindle money."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you really live up to my expectations."

"Your deeds are truly one after another, with no limits, shamelessly vile."

That's all; from now on they needn't be merciful, no need to consider the monks' innocence.

This Ningyuan Temple has long been completely rotten and foul.

Absolutely nothing good about it!

The monks' faces changed instantly when the truth was pierced.

And the civilians, now slightly cleared by the cold wind, were suddenly shocked.

"Mind‑drug? What mind‑drug?"

"They used a mind‑drug to daze us and then kill us?"

Only then did they see that under the Guanyin Altar, a incense stick had been lit at some unknown time!

And the incense's scent was abnormal, so it was this incense that just now had them all entranced!

The teal‑gray Taoist on the beam was Qingyangzi.

He curled his fingers and coldly said, "Reciting the Rebirth Mantra can cleanse karmic obstacles, helping beings attain a pure land; it is a Buddhist scripture commonly recited in salvation rites."

"They are performing rites for you in advance, preparing to guide you to the afterlife."

Hearing the truth, the civilians were truly enraged.

They shouted and rushed forward: "You vile monks, daring to call yourselves clergy, each of you is a murderer!"

"Murderers, you all should die!"

"Murderer!!"

Nearly a hundred civilians, regardless of gender, surged forward, swinging fists at the monks.

The monks, meeting such ruthless attacks, could only scream in agony.

"You are also killing now—"

"Ah!!"

"Help, help—"

The monks were beaten, but on the other side Zongzheng Ziyuan slipped through a gap.

She rolled over, got up, and crawled from the corner to Xie Huaiyuan's front.

Then, with effort, she helped him up and prepared to slip out through the side door.

Li Qingluo: "Villagers, Abbot Jiaguan has fled again!"

The villagers' angry gazes swished and all turned neatly toward the doorway.

When they saw Zongzheng Ziyuan supporting Xie Huaiyuan's figure and actually preparing to slip away, their angry eyes seemed about to spew fire.

"Catch these chief culprits!"

"Catch these lecherous husband and lascivious woman!"

"Catch them—"

"Bandit donkey, dog princess! Halt—"

Clack clack—

The villagers surged up in a clamor and all rushed toward the outside.

Li Qingluo and Duan Rongshi also hurriedly turned and followed.

The two walked forward from the roof, intending to keep watching the commotion.

Here, Zongzheng Ziyuan and Xie Huaiyuan hadn't even run far before the villagers caught up with them again.

The guards of the princess's residence were also pushed aside from afar; this time they helplessly saw the princess also dragged into the crowd by Xie Huaiyuan.

Soon, Zongzheng Ziyuan's wailing cry came: "Save me—"

"You audacious lowborn, I am the current Second Princess! The emperor's sister! How dare you lay a hand on me—ah!"

"My hair, my clothes, ah—"

"I will have my emperor brother kill you all!! He will exterminate your entire clan!"

"Let go of me—"

Villagers: "Since we're all going to die, having a princess to shield us is worth it!"

"Exactly, since whether we kill you or not we'll all die, let's die together! Ha ha, hahahaha—"

The villagers' eyes also reddened with anger.

They didn't care at all whether the one being punched now was the abbot or the princess.

Anyway, today either they die, or these damned donkeys die!

And this princess isn't a good catch either!

Listening to the princess's successive cries, even the screams gradually grew weaker.

Li Qingluo realized that if they kept hitting like this, Zongzheng Ziyuan would truly be beaten to death by them.

She quickly picked up the bronze gong she had prepared earlier and rang it repeatedly: "Villagers!"

Under the floor of Abbot Jiaguan's meditation chamber lies the ill‑gotten money from years of preying on the common folk and deceiving the villagers.

Why doesn't everyone hurry to dig it out and carry it to the government office?

According to Great Chu law, today Abbot Jiaguan has been beaten half to death by you, and if you take the evidence to the government office, you won't be prosecuted.