Song Ruilong knows that those monks may not know what resonance means, but Song Ruilong is a top student of the Armed Police Academy, of course he is famous for these truths, the weight of the two bells is comparable, as long as one bell rings, the other bell will definitely resonate, these truths are naturally easy to solve in the era in which he lives, but in this era, it is really not easy to explain such a truth.

However, Song Ruilong didn't come here to solve this matter, he came to explore the cause of Guo Meiqi's death. Guo Meiqi was probably shocked to death by the bell on the opposite hill. As long as it can be proved that someone could get into the bell, his inference is valid.

Song Ruilong thought of this, his heart was excited, and said: "Little master, I don't know if the bell on the opposite side of the mountain is really the same as this clock." I have never seen two such huge bells before, and I don't know if the little master can take a look at them in front of them. ”

"This—" The little monk's brows suddenly furrowed, as if he was very embarrassed.

Su Xianrong's eyebrows revealed a heart-pounding aura and said, "Little master, didn't you say that this bell is not allowed to be ringed by others?" But you see that the bell is already buried in the ground, and even if we strike it with a big stone, it will not make any sound, and you are afraid that we will ring the bell? ”

The little monk said, "That's not true. It's just that the hill where the bell sits is relatively steep, and the stone stairs have not been repaired, for fear that the two donors will fall into the cliff in the middle of the road. ”

Song Ruilong felt that there was some truth in the monk's words, but he and Su Xianrong were both good at martial arts, how could those terrains stop their footsteps.

Song Ruilong said with a smile: "I don't have to worry about this, the little master." We were just curious, so we went up and looked at it and came down. ”

The little monk also reminded: "Those two donors are careful. The little monk will not send it. ”

The way up the mountain is really difficult. Those mountain roads are crooked, as if they are sheep's intestines, and the stones on the mountain road are still very smooth, and if you are not careful, you will fall off the cliff, no wonder the little monk said that the mountain is not easy to climb.

Song Ruilong took Su Xianrong's hand, and when he walked to the bell tower, Song Ruilong saw that the bell was buried in the soil, and there was no trace of being lifted, looking at the ground at the bottom of the bell, the bell had not been lifted for at least ten years.

However, judging from the cracked soil beneath the bells, the bells must have been making loud noises on a regular basis.

After Song Ruilong looked around the bell, he didn't find anything suspicious, and he was a little disappointed.

Su Xianrong touched the big bell with his hand, and lightly hit it twice with his fist, looking at Song Ruilong's serious appearance, he asked strangely: "Brother Song, you don't think that Guo Meiqi was shocked to death here, right?" This bell has never been lifted, so how did this Guo Meiqi get into this big bell? Also, the time of Guo Meiqi's death was probably on the fifth watch, but the bell of this temple happened to be struck on the fifth watch, assuming that this Guo Meiqi was shocked to death by the bell on the fifth watch, then how could she die in her own home? Even if someone carries her back to her home, but Brother Song should not forget that on the fifth watch, there are already a lot of people selling things on the street, how can a monk walking around the street with a dead person on his back not attract the attention of others? ”

Song Ruilong said: "The questions you asked are actually very easy to explain. I'm going to check the entrance to this bell now. I think there must be a secret door under this bell to get into. ”

After Song Ruilong heard a burst of footsteps, he immediately stood up, walked to the entrance of the bell tower, and looked down, only to see two monks holding long sticks in their hands, walking towards the bell tower angrily.

Their steps were like flying, stepping on a stone was like stepping on a spring, seeing that they were as light as swallows, Song Ruilong knew that the martial arts of the two monks would not be weak.

Su Xianrong saw their anger from their posture, and she Song Ruilong said, "Brother Song, I think it is inevitable that there will be a big battle today. ”

As soon as Su Xianrong's words were finished, a monk who was a little taller and had a black mole on his eyebrows had already leaned his stick against his chest, put one palm on his chest, and said with anger in his tone: "Two donors, if it's okay, please go down the mountain, this is not the place for you to come." ”

Song Ruilong saw that there was no trace of a smile on the monk's face, the fierce face exuded a murderous aura, his eyes were like sharp knives, he could kill a person at any time, he glanced at the monk, as if he had seen a beautiful scenery, not only was he not nervous, but he felt that this monk was a little interesting.

Song Ruilong opened the folding fan in his hand and gently fanned it a few times, letting the breeze around him get into his arms, not only did his face not have the slightest anger, but was a little calm, and said, "Why did the little master say that?" This is not the place where we should be, so what is the place we should be? ”

Su Xianrong's eyebrows were cool, and the smile on his face was cute, and he said: "Two little masters, the two of us have never seen such a big bell, I want to come up and take a look, and there is no pilgrim stop written under your bell tower, why can't we come?" We just gave you a donation of fifty taels of silver, and if you dare not let us watch the scenery here, I will ask for the fifty taels of silver. When the time comes, if your host does not agree, I will say that your monks here are bullying people. We paid the incense money, and we didn't even have a place to see the scenery. If your host agrees to pay it back, that's it, otherwise, we'll really make a big fuss. ”

After listening to Su Xianrong's words, the fierce monk with a black mole on his eyebrows shook his face, and immediately gathered all his anger and said, "Monks, the four major ones are empty, what are the gold, silver and jewelry?" If you want to get back the sesame oil money you donated, then you have to ask the donor to prove that the fifty taels of silver were donated by the donor, if you can't prove it, then please don't say such unreasonable words. ”

Su Xianrong felt that this monk was a little unreasonable, and she was a little angry in her heart, her eyes flashed, her eyebrows smiled, and she said, "It's not right for the little master to say this." If we donate our own sesame oil money, and we have to prove that the money is donated by ourselves, then the girl wants to ask the little master, suppose the girl kowtows in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and then asks the Bodhisattva for one thing, then the girl has to prove that the head is knocked by the girl, and the Guanyin Bodhisattva will help the girl realize the girl's wish? ”