Song Ruilong felt a little surprised, he originally thought that the adulterer would be someone from this neighborhood, but he never thought that the adulterer would be a monk.

Anyway, he finally had a little eyebrows, and he said excitedly: "Tie Zhutou, did the beggar say which monastery the monk belonged to?" ”

Tie Chong said: "At that time, his subordinates and Shen Zhutou asked him for a long time, and the beggar shook his head, he said that he only took the money, and did not inquire about the monk's residence. However, it is inferred from subordinates that near this Ping'an County, in addition to Baoxiang Temple, it is the Mengzhen Temple of Xianren Mountain. These two monasteries have the largest number of monks, as well as some wandering monks. To investigate this adulterer, I am afraid that I have to start from these aspects. ”

Song Ruilong pondered: "That monk's shot is quite generous, not like the monk of Baoxiang Temple can do. The monks of Baoxiang Temple under the leadership of the presiding master, no one dares to break the precepts, the monks there abide by the precepts of the Qing rules, usually there are few silver two into the temple, eat coarse tea and light rice, but the monks of this immortal mountain are different. The Mengyuan master there usually indulges his disciples to turn into some evil karma outside, and collects pilgrims with silver taels, and the monks there spend a month's silver taels, which is greater than my county order, and more importantly, not long ago, there was a flower monk who was dipped in flowers and grass appeared in Xianren Mountain. The county didn't believe that there was only one flower monk on this immortal mountain, so we set our goal on Mengzhen Temple. ”

After Song Ruilong said his thoughts, Su Xianrong and Wei Bixiao both felt that Song Ruilong's inference was very correct, and they couldn't stop nodding.

Song Ruilong and Su Xianrong dressed up as ordinary people and walked into Mengzhen Temple.

The sun was overhead, and it was time for lunch, when Su Xianrong and Song Ruilong sat down on a noodle stall, ate a bowl of noodles, and got up.

Su Xianrong felt that there were really a lot of pilgrims in this Mengzhen Temple, and on such a hot day, there were still many people kneeling in front of the immortal guiding stone to ask the immortal for guidance, and there were even more people kneeling in front of the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva and begging for worship, most of them were women who were nearly thirty years old and had not given birth to a child.

There were many pilgrims who threw the copper coins in their hands into the wishing box, and listening to the tinkling sounds, Su Xianrong was a little envious.

Those people can't earn much money in a year of hard work, but those monks only need to put a box away, and they can get a few hundred taels of silver a day.

Su Xianrong took Song Ruilong's hand and said, "Brother Song, you see that there are so many people here, how can we find out that adulterer?" ”

Song Ruilong already had a calculation in his heart, and said: "Let's go find a murder weapon first, as long as we find that murder weapon, I can determine whether the adulterer is a monk from this Mengzhen Temple." ”

Su Xianrong's eyes rolled a few times and said, "Brother Song wants to find the murder weapon?" How to find the murder weapon? Isn't that murder weapon a 'lion's roar'? Are you looking for the man who can roar a lion? ”

Song Ruilong shook his head and said, "You don't have to find someone. A loud noise is not necessarily made by a person. ”

Song Ruilong took Su Xianrong to the bottom of the bell tower, Su Xianrong looked up and said in surprise: "Brother Song, look, that big clock!" What a big bell, this bell weighs at least 5,000 catties, the bell pestle that hits the bell is thicker than a hugging tree, if this bell is hit, it will definitely make a huge sound, no wonder we can hear the bell here in Ping'an County. ”

Song Ruilong looked at the big bell and said, "You are right. This big bell is thirteen miles away from our Ping'an County, but when this bell rings, we hear it as if we are on a mountain, which shows that the power of this bell is greater than that of the lion's roar. If a person is shaken by this bell, she may be shaken to death. ”

Su Xianrong looked at the big bell and said, "What Brother Song means, I don't understand." This bell is ringing by monks every day, if this bell can shock a person to death, then how many monks have to die every day? ”

Song Ruilong looked at Su Xianrong's lovely face and said, "You are so cute, although the sound of this bell is powerful, as long as its sound has spread, it will not pose a threat to people's lives, but if someone is under this big bell, as soon as the bell rings, the people trapped in the big bell will definitely be shocked to the ears and eyes are bleeding." ”

Su Xianrong's eyes stared at the big bell for a long time, she shook her head and said, "How is this possible?" The bell is so heavy, who would have the strength to lower it and then buckle the man underneath it? ”

Song Ruilong smiled mysteriously: "You will understand what I mean." ”

Song Ruilong walked up to the bell tower and saw a monk guarding the bell there above the bell tower.

The monk saw Song Ruilong and Su Xianrong walking in front of him, and he politely saluted Song Ruilong and Su Xianrong: "Amitabha, the two donors, please stay." This is the bell tower, which is the forbidden place of Mengzhen Temple, and ordinary pilgrims are not allowed to come here without the permission of the host. Because some pilgrims always ring this bell out of curiosity, disturbing the purity of the temple. ”

Song Ruilong stood at the entrance, opened the fan in his hand, fanned it a few times, and said, "Little master, I want to ask the little master, how many such bells are there in your Mengzhen Temple?" ”

The monk was a little embarrassed, Su Xianrong smiled brightly, and said in a very sweet voice: "Little master, is this question also a secret for your host?" ”

The little monk glanced at Su Xianrong's smiling face, immediately lowered his head again, and said, "What did the female benefactor say?" How can it be a secret how many such bells there are in this temple? I'm afraid that the two donors are just coming to this Mengzhen Temple for the first time, right? So, you don't know yet, there is a bell in this Mengzhen Temple, which is on the opposite hill. ”

The little monk pointed to a hill opposite.

Song Ruilong looked over there, and there was indeed a huge bell on the top of the mountain, and he asked with some curiosity: "Little master, I am stupid, I don't know why the bell is not hung up, but buckled on the ground of that bell tower?" ”

The little monk introduced very gently: "The donor doesn't know, at the beginning, the host made two identical bells, and wanted to hang them on the two mountains, so that if the two bells rang at the same time, the sound would be very powerful, and the whole monastery would wake up." But later, when the two bells were hung up, if one of them was struck, the other would make the same sound. The presiding officer of the temple could not explain the reason, so he thought that there was a demon at work, so he ordered someone to take down the bell from the bell tower on the opposite hill. In this way, when this bell rings, that bell does not sound so loudly. ”