Seeing that the sky was gradually getting darker, Li Han had to find an inn in Kaifeng Mansion to cope with it for one night, and after looking for a while, he found an inn called Laifu. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Does the guest officer eat or stay in the hotel?" Seeing someone coming in, the shopkeeper hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"Bring me a table of good wine and food, and help me prepare a good house by the way, is this enough?" Li Hancai magnificently took out a silver ingot weighing five taels and threw it at the shopkeeper and asked.

"Enough, enough, more!"

"If you have more, you will be rewarded!" Li Han said with a smile, anyway, he has a lot of gold and silver, he can have as much as he wants, he enjoys this kind of feeling of being a high-roller in front of people, of course, it is not all like this, he still has something to ask the shopkeeper, and giving more money can be regarded as a reward for the other party in advance.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" The shopkeeper hurriedly thanked him.

"Go ahead!" Li Han thought that it was not early today, so he had to ask the other party about the location of the Shaolin Temple when he left tomorrow, and waved his hand to ask the shopkeeper to prepare food and housing for him.

Not long after, the shopkeeper came to a plate of good-looking dishes, and held a small jar of wine, but he heard him say: "Guest officer, this is good, authentic Jiaxing Shaoxing daughter red, please drink slowly!" ”

"Daughter red? Isn't the red daughter the rice wine that was buried in the ground when the daughter was born and dug up to celebrate when the daughter got married? Li Han asked the shopkeeper.

"The guest officer is very knowledgeable, not bad, the rice wine in Shaoxing, Jiaxing, is generally called the daughter red and Huadiao, the daughter red and Huadiao are all rice wine, are the rice wine cellared when the daughter was born, the daughter red is used to celebrate when the daughter is married, and the flower carving is the daughter after the death, the memorial time to drink, its meaning is like the flower withering!" The shopkeeper explained to him the difference between Huadiao and his daughter Hong.

"Well, I can't see that you know quite a lot!" Li Han praised the shopkeeper.

"The guest officer, please use it slowly, the small one will retreat first, if the guest officer has any needs, please say hello, and the small one will be on board!" The shopkeeper said with a smile.

After eating, Li Han entered his room under the leadership of the shopkeeper.

"Don't worry, this quilt has just been replaced!"

"Well, that's good!"

Sighing that money can make ghosts grind, Li Han sent the shopkeeper away, and then after thinking about it, he ran into the end of the world, and Zhang Xuan reminisced, tested the time flow rate on both sides before, and found that the time flow rate of the end of the world was the same as that of the Southern Song Dynasty, he set an alarm clock, and fought with Zhang Xuan.

Early in the morning, Li Han, who was refreshed, walked out of the room, found the shopkeeper, and asked the other party about the location of the Shaolin Temple.

There is still some distance from the Shaolin Temple, and a long, thick and quaint bell rings from the mountains in the distance.

Li Han, who was still flying, couldn't help but stop after hearing the bell, and he was surprised in his heart, the bursts of bells made him feel an unprecedented tranquility.

The impetuous mood seems to be dispelled by the bell, and the irritable mood has become very peaceful, just like the dust of the whole body is constantly washed, Li Han is very obsessed with this feeling, he unconsciously stopped in the air, quietly enjoying the quiet, long, quaint, and rich bell!

The bells rang one after another, as if to announce to the world that a new day has arrived! Li Han, who was bathed in the bell, was shocked to find that the murderous aura on his body was quietly disappearing, and the smell of blood on his body seemed to be constantly dissipating.

At this moment, Li Han has a scene in his mind about his past and present lives, he is like a bystander, and his past self is like a leading actor, dangling in front of him!

He saw him in the factories...... Dealing with people he hated in one place after another...... calmly looked at himself who had lost his mind, lifted his knife and split the devils in half, and saw that he was punching and kicking the heads of the little devils......

The bell stopped, and the echo in the valley only lasted for a few seconds before disappearing, Li Han woke up from the illusion, his heart was overjoyed, he knew that the previous bell had dispersed the murderous aura and bloody smell on his body, and now he was fine!

"The sound of war drums makes people's blood boil, and it can make people feel awe-inspired! The sound of the bell makes people quiet, and people are so intoxicated that they don't want to move! Morning bells and dusk drums, one static and one moving, each has its own role! Li Han stood in the air and sighed.

"It seems that I have never heard the sound of the copper bell ringing before, the previous bell should be the bald donkey of the Shaolin Temple striking the bronze bell, since the bell has the effect of calming people's hearts, if the copper bell of the Shaolin Temple is taken away, knock it when you are irritable, the effect must be worth looking forward to!" Li Han said secretly in his heart.

Listening to the sound of the position is one of the basic abilities of a martial artist, the direction of the previous bell, Li Han has a rough idea in his heart, and now that the bell has stopped, he flies towards the direction of the bell without thinking about it.

In a moment, Li Han found the traces of the Shaolin Temple in the dense forest of the mountain peaks in the distance, and flew in the buildings of the Shaolin Temple for a while, and he found the location of the bell tower, the drum tower and the scripture pavilion.

The sound of war drums, although he heard it at the border, but the sound of the big drum of the Shaolin Temple, he had never heard it, he was curious, flew up to the drum tower, picked up a pair of drum hammers and began to beat the big drum in front of him with a diameter of two meters.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! A few dull drums sounded, and several Shaolin bald donkeys who were in retreat in the meditation room were affected by the sudden drum sound, and went directly into the devil, their hearts were greatly damaged, and the corners of their mouths were bleeding!

It turns out that the bells and drums of Shaolin Temple will not ring until the designated hour, the morning bell and dusk drum, the morning bell rings, the dusk drum rings, this is the horn of the Shaolin monk's daily routine, who would have thought that soon after the bell stopped, the drum sounded like thunder, several monks who meditated and practiced internal strength thought that it was the golden soldiers who attacked the Shaolin Temple, and their minds were in turmoil, so they went crazy!

"Fa Yan, go and see who is beating the drum for no reason?" An old bald donkey said to the young bald donkey beside him.

"Yes, abbot, disciple will go!" The young bald donkey answered.

Li Han beat the big drum of the Shaolin Temple for a while, and with a wave of his hand, he put the big drum and the drum hammer into the ability space, flew up in the air, and he landed on the bell tower again.

Looking at the bronze bell hanging in front of him, which was two meters high and about one and a half meters high, Li Han sighed that Shaolin's financial resources were abundant, and such a big bell consumed at least half a ton of bronze alone. If it is minted into copper coins, I don't know how much can be minted?

Holding the bell pestle that was 15 centimeters thick and 1.78 meters long, he struck it fiercely on the bronze bell.

"Bell!" The sound is loud, crisp and long-lasting!

"Bell ......!" When the bell rang, Li Han felt even quieter than before, and he couldn't stop striking the bronze bell with the bell and pestle.

"What's going on?" The bald donkeys of Shaolin Temple were disturbed by the bells, they came out of the Dharma Temple, the Zen Room, the Bodhi Palace, the Arhat Hall and other places with their bare bald heads, and walked towards the bell tower in unison, they wanted to see who had the courage to ring the bells and drums indiscriminately!

Li Han didn't care about this, Yu Guang saw the bald donkeys coming from afar, and the frequency and power of his bell ringing became bigger and bigger!

"Hell!"

"Nan no Amitabha ......!"

"Contemplation of the Bodhisattva ......!" No one in the bell tower rang the bell by themselves, and one by one the monks thought that there were ghosts and monsters, and immediately knelt on their knees, reciting the messy Buddhist scriptures devoutly, at least in Li Han's opinion, those Buddhist scriptures were messy! (To be continued.) )