Listening to Xiang Fei's words, Monk Huixin's face turned white.

He tried to calm himself down, wiped the cold sweat on his head, and said carefully: "Why didn't the donor say it earlier? If the patriarch came in person, he would give a direct order, and the poor monk would just do it." ”

"I'm afraid of scaring you, otherwise I would have let your ancestor speak a long time ago. Xiang Fei said.

After speaking, he glanced at the Yuantong monk in the mustard seed space, and found that the other party simply passed a word outside, and the soul on his body was much weaker, as if he was greatly injured, and it was estimated that he would not speak again.

So, he said, "Okay, the general situation, that's it, if you agree, you can quietly prepare, drain the pool today, and I'll accompany you to close the entrance tomorrow, how about it?"

"Amitabha, whatever the donor says is what it is. Obviously, Monk Huixin was frightened a lot, and since the other party was covered by an ancestor, of course he couldn't oppose it.

Before, in the classics of the temple, the ancestor of Hongde Temple was praised as rare in the sky, and there was nothing on the earth, and the abbot of Huixin still didn't believe it, but now, the person who should have been dead for hundreds of years suddenly spoke, how could he not believe it? How dare he not obey?

"Okay, that's it. In order to make your work less resistant, this wooden fish will be returned to you. After Xiang Fei finished speaking, he put the wooden fish on the incense table.

After putting down the wooden fish, he found that the mustard seed space of the monk Yuantong also seemed to be attached to the wooden fish, and he immediately hesitated.

He really wanted to leave this mustard seed space, but he didn't want to bring a wooden fish to swagger around, and now that Monk Yuantong hadn't gone to reincarnate, he couldn't forcibly drive the other party away, so he could only leave it all together.

After everything was negotiated, Xiang Fei did not linger any longer, and left the meditation room of the abbot of Huixin directly, and walked out of the temple gate.

When leaving, he seemed to see the back of Monk Zhiming, and hurriedly disappeared into the corner of the house, estimating that the other party was too curious, but he still eavesdropped on some inside information.

He didn't bother to care, once the matter of the wishing pool was opened, it would have no effect on him anyway, and it was the monks and abbots of the temple who should consider how to deal with the aftermath.

Walking to the gate of Hongde Temple, Xiang Fei saw that there were still several pilgrims, who were there to throw coins into the pool to make wishes, and he was a little speechless.

A simple mechanism has deceived the world for hundreds of years, this kind of thing is rare in the world, and if he hadn't discovered this secret at the bottom of the river by chance, it is estimated that this deception will continue to continue.

After all, ordinary people need spiritual beliefs and spiritual comfort, and Hongdeokji Temple also needs pilgrims and popularity.

If the monks really had the heart, they would definitely investigate this matter quietly, or their ancestors had already investigated and discovered the secret, and it was only because it was in their favor that they decided to continue to hide it.

Thinking of this, Xiang Fei suddenly felt that the entire temple, from the very beginning, seemed to have gone astray, from top to bottom, revealing a sense of hypocrisy and falsehood.

After going down the mountain and driving in the car, as soon as the speed came up, Xiang Fei's depression and entanglement were also blown away by the wind, and when Xiang Fei arrived at Zhao Qingrou's door

He was already in a good mood.

At this time, it was in the afternoon, and coincidentally, the place where Zhao Qingrou lived was also in the community where Xie Ke's mother bought the property privately, and Xiang Fei could be regarded as a revisit.

Although it is not the kind of villa group where local tyrants gather, the house price is also frighteningly high, it belongs to the high-end community in Haicheng, the supporting facilities are very complete, the transportation is convenient, and the environment is safe.

However, this time, Xiang Feijia had an appointment, so he didn't need to go through the tomb realm, he only needed to call in front of the security guards to confirm, and then he could easily come in.

Of course, due to habit, after Xiang Fei entered the community, he also recited the spell silently, and tried to summon the tomb world here, but there was no response, indicating that there was no soul body temporarily living in the tomb world here.

Only the tomb that once belonged to Kiki, which had been controlled by him, was left here empty, telling a tragic story, but she herself had already ended her fate and was reincarnated.

Seeing Xiang Fei, who suddenly arrived, Zhao Qingrou looked excited and restrained, pointed to the slightly messy room, and said apologetically: "You didn't come and notify me in advance, I didn't have time to pick it up, didn't you say you couldn't come?"

"Come early and come late, you have to come sooner or later, don't you miss you, so after the matter was dealt with, I came directly over. Xiang Fei said with a smile.

"Say, what's the fun thing this time?" Zhao Qingrou asked with interest after taking a bottle of drink to Xiang Fei.

"I can see that you're more interested in my story than my people. Xiang Fei said in disappointment.

"No, people are also interested, and the story is also very interested, by the way, have you had lunch?" Zhao Qingrou thought that he went out in the morning and had been busy with work, so she asked casually.

"No, will you do it for me yourself?" Xiang Fei asked with a smile.

"Hehe, you're lucky, this girl is a good cook, but she has already eaten it just now, so she has no incentive to cook again, unless there is some special reward. Zhao said softly.

"Okay, a story, a good meal. Xiang Fei said.

"No problem, wait a minute, I promise not to disappoint you. After Zhao said softly, he happily went to the kitchen to work.

Xiang Fei was lazily lying on the sofa, silently looking at the house.

Three bedrooms and two living rooms, about 150 square meters, larger than Xie Ke's mother's set, the decoration inside is also very careful, the details are quite perfect, full of girlish temperament of literary and artistic style.

What impressed him the most was that there was a large wall in the living room, which had been transformed into a large bookshelf with transparent glass on the outside.

The shelves are filled with books of all kinds, some of which are difficult to see in ordinary libraries, and there is also a small mechanism designed on this shelf, which is very convenient to remove even the books placed in the highest position.

There is poetry and calligraphy in the belly, no wonder Zhao Qingrou looks so beautiful, and it is very attractive, the more you look at it, the more beautiful it becomes.

A girl who loves to read so much must have a rich and wise heart.

Materially rich and spiritually rich, this kind of girl from the double-rich class turned out to be his girlfriend, and her cooking skills were very good, thinking of this, Xiang Fei suddenly had a dream-like sense of unreality.

However, when Zhao Qingrou showed his cooking skills, Xiang Fei knew that he was thinking too much, and the so-called perfection came from his beautiful imagination.

Because, Zhao Qingrou, who claims to be a master of cooking, is actually the king of instant noodles - today's one, is it braised beef noodles, or a familiar recipe, or a familiar taste, the only thing that is not cooked is that there is a heart-shaped braised egg that has been cut in half.

Looking at the physical characteristics of the braised egg, it should also be the kind of individually packaged instant food, which can be enjoyed when it is torn apart, but it is slightly processed by her, which can be regarded as a rare highlight in this meal.

"Isn't it a surprise that you can see my sincerity?" Zhao asked with a soft smile.

"No wonder it doesn't grow meat, can Cheng Kai stay healthy by eating these things?" Xiang Fei's gaze swept over Zhao Qingrou's body and sighed.

Zhao listened gently, glanced at him, and said: "Do you think it is the Tang Dynasty, fat is beautiful? Slim is health, health is beauty, do you know how to appreciate it?"

"Yes, I don't like fat people either, but it feels better if a girl has a little meat on her. Xiang Fei said.

"Hooligan!" Zhao Qingrou obviously thought crookedly, and took a sip.

"Haha, you can see in one sentence, you are also a rotten girl, and I haven't said anything. By the way, what the hell are you doing, there are so many books in the house, it can't be a bookstore, right?" Xiang Fei asked.

"Nowadays, there are very few people who like to read paper books, even if they open a bookstore, they can only be a hobby that burns money, in fact, it doesn't matter if you tell you, I'm an online writer, don't laugh at me. Zhao said softly and shyly.

"Wow, what's the pen name, a writer who can afford a luxury car on his own should be regarded as a god, how can I be qualified to laugh at you, it's too late to admire. Xiang Fei said in surprise.

In fact, there are many people who rely on online writing to counterattack their lives, but no matter what industry they are, they can make a lot of money, and there are only a few people who stand at the top of the peak and smile proudly, he really didn't expect that Zhao Qingrou would be this kind of person standing at the top of the industry pyramid.

"You tell me today's story, and I'll tell you my pen name. Zhao smiled softly and deliberately sold a pass.

(End of chapter)