Fengyuan Temple.

Yihui has been waiting for the three cannons for a long time.

This late at night, the three of them went to Qingfeng Temple to steal a water tank. If they couldn't steal it, it would be useless.

When he got the spiritual spring vat, he must find out what happened to the water vat.

As for the sweetness and recovery of physical strength, it must be a psychological effect.

The talisman water in their temple was boiled and soaked for the believers to drink. Didn't they feel that their bodies suddenly became very comfortable?

Only he knew what the talisman paper was about, but it was just a random scribbling.

This is what happens in the heart.

Therefore, as long as he understands what the spiritual spring jar is and makes it his own, he will be much better than the little Taoist priest of Qingfeng Guan in terms of psychological effects.

Not long after, Yihui heard the noise outside, walked out, and saw Shi Yuan leading Cannon and three others coming in through the unmonitored back door.

The three of them were carrying a water tank.

Yihui's face was suddenly filled with a smile, and he immediately asked: "Is this the spiritual spring jar?"

Cannon urged angrily: "That's it, give us some water quickly, we're exhausted from carrying it down."

"Okay, okay, go get water quickly." Yihui urged Shiyuan again.

Shi Yuan nodded and immediately brought a pot of water to Cannon and the others.

The three of them also drank vigorously, and then they didn't forget to look at Yihui, rubbing the money with their hands.

Yihui understood in an instant and said: "Three believers, follow me into the meditation room, and I will grant you merit!"

Cannon curled his lips when he heard the same words.

This monk is really unhappy. He can't be more relaxed when he gives money. Why does he have to perform a play every time for the Bodhisattva in the temple?

After a while, the three Cannons left with a small red bag. The smiles on their faces showed that they were very satisfied with the merits granted by Yihui.

After the three people left, Yihui immediately asked Shi Yuan to move the spiritual spring jar to the entrance of the temple.

He naturally knows the effect of this spiritual spring tank through online videos. The abnormal increase in water level is really shocking. He needs to figure out what is going on first.

If he can master it, he can definitely make more of them, which will be more shocking than just one alone.

He can even use such a mechanism to make a pool or other things.

We need to spread some thinking, right?

Moreover, if the Qingfeng Temple said that it was left by the gods, he dared to claim that it was sent by the Buddha overnight.

He didn't believe that this water tank was left by gods.

There really are such things as gods. Buddha should have allowed him to enter the six realms of reincarnation long ago.

When the water poured into the spiritual spring jar, Yihui was dumbfounded.

The water level in the tank increased rapidly, and soon it was full and overflowing.

This is a normal increase in water levels.

There is nothing like the situation in the video.

"Why is it different?" Yihui frowned, and immediately took the water ladle and poured the water out of the tank just like in the video. As the water flowed in, the Lingquan tank was immediately full again.

It is still a normal phenomenon, and there is no situation like the water flow disappearing out of thin air like in the online video.

"Damn it, Cannon and the others won't fool me with a fake tank, right?" Yihui became a little annoyed when he saw this situation.

Shi Yuan next to him reminded: "Host, you found them temporarily. How could they have time to find one that is exactly the same? This water tank is the same as the one in the video."

Yihui nodded when he heard this: "There must be some reason!"

There must be some mechanism on this water tank.

It has that effect when the mechanism is turned on.

Once the mechanism is closed, there will be no such effect.

He immediately started studying around the spiritual spring jar.

…

time flies.

The night passed quickly.

Yihui's face became even more ugly.

After a night of research, he didn't even have a clue, let alone what mechanism the water tank had.

This made him want to find out the reason even more.

He still didn't believe he couldn't find it.

It wasn't until the sun rose the next day that he found his stomach growling, so he planned to go to the kitchen to get something to eat before coming back to study.

At Qingfeng Temple, Guo Lin also woke up.

When he washed himself and planned to go to the vegetable field to pick some vegetables, he came out of the gate of the Taoist temple and was shocked to find that the spiritual spring jar in the shed was missing.

"..." Guo Lin walked over immediately.

Got robbed.

Killed on this day.

Just because his Qingfeng Temple became popular because of the spiritual spring vat, someone was already eyeing this thing?

The crime of Huaibi is indeed justified.

It's just that the thief was too naive to think he could steal the spiritual spring vat.

He immediately looked at the operation page of the mind light screen.

There are two options for repairing and recalling Lingquan cylinders.

This is also the characteristic of Lingquan vat.

In addition to being effective only in Qingfeng Temple, it can be repaired if it is destroyed, and it can be recalled if it is stolen.

Guo Lin chose to recall the Lingquan vat without hesitation.

Then, he saw the spiritual spring jar already appearing in the game novice's residence.

He also entered the game with a thought, then took the spiritual spring jar out of the game again and put it back into the shed.

The mountain spring water flowed into the Lingquan vat again, and the effect came into play. The water level in the Lingquan vat suddenly increased slowly at an abnormal speed, and most of the water flowed in and seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Guo Lin went to pick vegetables after finishing his work, with a strange smile on his face.

I wonder if the person who stole the tank was frightened?

…

Fengyuan Temple has a special kitchen, and Yihui also deceived a chef who was a Buddhist believer. He only paid 1,000 yuan a month, which was half the labor cost.

The vegetarian dishes made by this chef are very delicious and suit his taste very well.

After filling his stomach, he reached the place where the spiritual spring vat was placed again, but when he got here, he was dumbfounded.

"Where's the tank?" Yihui stared at the empty place with wide eyes.

The tank was here before, why is it missing now?

He immediately called Shi Yuan: "Did you touch the spiritual spring jar?"

"No! Hasn't the tank always been placed here... um..." Shi Yuan shook his head and looked at the place where the tank was originally placed. He was also stunned: "Where is the tank?"

"..." Yihui was a little confused now.

He didn't know where the tank had gone, so he hurried towards the monitoring room.

He also installed surveillance cameras everywhere in Fengyuan Temple. Except for the cannon, there was no back door where people like him often came in, but he also locked it up there.

But when they saw the surveillance video, they were even more stunned.

Nothing was found at all.

Moreover, the back door was locked, and only he and Shi Yuan had the key.

There is no way to take the Spirit Spring Tank out in such a short time.

The key is that the lock has never been opened.

Is it possible that this tank will fly on its own?

Otherwise, why would it disappear out of thin air?

"Host, will... will the vat return to Qingfeng Guan?" Shi Yuan suddenly asked: "Didn't Qingfeng Guan say that this vat was left by gods?"

These words made Yihui suddenly feel uneasy and shook his head hastily: "How can there be gods?"

But his heart was beating more and more, and his legs were uncontrollable as he walked outside Fengyuan Temple and straight to the mountain.
To be continued...