"Master, do you know why the Wishing Fountain is magical?" Xiang Fei looked at the other party's expression, and knew that the other party didn't want to destroy it.

If you think about it, he can understand it.

After all, the magical wishing pond of Hongde Temple is a golden sign for them, which not only adds a touch of mystery to the temple, but also attracts a lot of pilgrims and tourists because of its existence.

Now as soon as he speaks, he is going to smash the other party's cornucopia, and the other party will definitely not agree unless he is stupid in chanting the scriptures.

"Does the donor know?" asked Hui Xin with eyes like torches.

"I really know, and I want to destroy it because I know it. Xiang Fei said.

"I want to hear about it. If it was only because of the patriarch's wooden fish, even if the poor monk agreed, others would not agree. Hui Xin said sincerely.

"Then the master thinks that the existence of the wishing fountain is a good thing or a bad thing? So many people put money into it every year, and the accumulation should be a huge wealth. Xiang Fei said.

"The donor is too worried, we will not touch the money in the pool, and when it reaches a certain amount, it will indeed disappear on its own, and we will not touch it. Abbot Huixin said.

"Does the master think that there really are gods in this world?" Xiang Fei asked again.

"If you believe, you have, and if you don't believe, you don't. Huixin and Shang Mo said in a vague manner.

"Master, you are too naughty, there is yes, there is no, there is no, you answer like this, it is an idealistic statement, the master is a high-ranking monk, in the face of a junior, he will not even dare to say what he really thinks in his heart, I want to hear the truth. Xiang Fei said.

"Nope. Abbot Huixin said in a deep voice.

After speaking, he seemed to be afraid that the gods and Buddhas would blame him, so he carefully glanced around the room and said everything was fine.

"That's right, since the master doesn't believe that there are gods in the world, it naturally becomes nonsense for the gods to withdraw money, and if there are really gods, with their abilities, how can they be short of money, and why do they need to withdraw money in this way?" Xiang Fei said.

Hearing this, Abbot Huixin's face sank, and he said, "Could it be that there is another mystery here?"

"That's right, under the pool, there is actually a mechanism, and when the money reaches a certain weight, it will rush out of the mechanism and go down the river to send the money away, didn't the master discover that the water in this pool is also living water that can be recycled? Xiang Fei said.

Hearing this, Huixin's eyebrows jumped, and he pressed the fire and said, "Doesn't this mean that for so many years, there has been a shameless thief who has been stealing the property of the temple?"

Thinking of the long history of Hongde Temple, and then thinking of this wishing pool, it seems that it has always existed at the beginning of the temple, and its magic has also been widely spread, and the thoughts of the monk Huixin can no longer be calm.

"Yes, it does. Xiang Fei said.

"How can Xiang Shi be so sure?

Didn't you find something?" Abbot Huixin tried to calm Xi's heart and hurriedly asked.

"Yes, I have discovered the whereabouts of these coins by accident, and I have taken them out and handed them over to the police, and if the master does not believe me, he can call the police now to confirm the matter. Xiang Fei said.

"Who the hell is doing it?" Huixin heard that the money from the temple had flowed outside and been confiscated to the public funds, which made her a little distressed and a little uncomfortable.

"Your patriarch, Monk Yuantong. Xiang Fei said.

"Impossible, the patriarch is highly respected, how could he do such a thing of guarding and stealing himself?" Abbot Huixin didn't believe it.

"Because your patriarch wanted to use this way to silently support the poor people under the mountain. Xiang Fei said.

"That's a good thing. Hui Xin said puzzled.

"However, a good thing can become a bad thing when it meets a bad person. Xiang Fei said.

"What's the explanation?" Obviously, Monk Huixin was a relatively patient listener, even if Xiang Fei squeezed out little by little like squeezing toothpaste, wantonly provoking his emotions, he was very involved in listening.

"Because the export of the coin, after it was discovered, it was quickly occupied by a gang of bandits, and did not play a role in supporting the poor people, and then, for the export of this coin, it was decades of fighting, killing, and bloodshed, and your ancestors knew about it, and they were remorseful and could only hide it. Xiang Fei said.

"Amitabha!" Hearing this, Abbot Huixin also sighed.

"So, those coins, in fact, did not really disappear, but continued to stay at the exit position of the organ, accumulating over time, forming a huge fortune, now, does the master still think that this wishing pool is necessary to exist?" Xiang Fei asked.

"Yes, it is not the pond that does evil, and it is not the coins that do evil, the real evil comes from the human heart, as long as we control the exit, so that it can really be used to do good and accumulate virtue, why destroy this magical mechanism, why destroy the hard work and hard work of the ancestor?" said Abbot Huixin.

"Moreover, what you said is too bizarre, an institution that has existed for hundreds of years, rare in the world, and it is difficult for poor monks to believe it. Abbot Huixin said.

"I knew it would be like this, so I brought this wooden fish to enhance the persuasiveness of the words, of course, it doesn't matter if you don't believe it, because the export of that coin has been sealed in advance in accordance with the ancestor's last wishes, and in the future, the money in this wishing pool will not be reduced anymore, it will only accumulate more and more!" Xiang Fei said.

In fact, when he left the bottom of the river with the monk Yuantong, he thought about the aftermath, and after moving away the ancient coins that had accumulated over the years, he didn't want to take a little modern coins every time, and he had to go into the water to fish, which was very troublesome.

In view of this, the monk Yuantong directly told him the method of closing the mechanism, but because of this method, he could only seal the exit and prevent those coins from flowing into the river, so he also had to come to Hongde Temple and seal the entrance at the other end.

Otherwise, after a long time, in case the exit authority fails, then the pool

The money in the child will still rush into the river, causing unnecessary losses.

"Xiang Bene's sincerity is full, the poor monk has a heart, you can rest assured, we will go to the police to confirm the matter, and at the same time, we will also silently observe for a week, if after a week, the money in the pool is really only a lot, and the poor monk will also ask the donor to come to deal with the aftermath, how about it?"

Xiang Fei heard this, and was about to agree, but who knows, the Yuantong monk in the mustard seed space couldn't hold back.

He directly reprimanded the disciples outside who didn't know how many generations: "The poor monk has been guarding for hundreds of years for a broken pond, and has missed several waves of reincarnation, how long do you want me to wait? Hurry up and do what Xiang Fei wants, don't waste any more time, if you do this well, I can go on the road with peace of mind!"

"Who, who's talking?" Hearing this sudden voice, Abbot Huixin was so shocked that he got up from the ground in fright, and asked in horror.

"Well, whether you believe it or not, I have to say it anyway, there is an old monk in Muyu, his name is Yuan Tong, and he is your founding patriarch......" Xiang Fei didn't expect the old monk to speak suddenly, he was stunned for a few seconds, and explained faintly.

(End of chapter)