The years have left mottled marks on the stone walls of the bell tower.

Two people, two pairs of eyes, and four hands, rubbed the knife marks on the stone wall, feeling the witness of history, but also knocking and beating, listening to the sound of the stone bricks, and carefully distinguishing the possible abnormalities.

The two-zhang high bell tower and spiral staircase are only three feet long.

In just over a quarter of an hour, the two of them measured it with their hands.

Stand under the bell tower.

Yan San looked at the two of them and asked:

"How do you touch this bell tower like you touch a big girl?"

The two of them, who were speechless for an instant, glanced at Yan San and started talking in a low voice.

"Brother Ye, I didn't see anything unusual about this bell tower, the entire wall and steps are tightly sealed, and there is no possibility of a secret passage."

"Brother He, I'm the same, the percussion sound is heavy, there is no hollow sound and echo sound."

Both of them saw each other's loss, and the next moment, they lifted their spirits again and walked out.

This time they were prepared for the investigation, knowing that it was likely to be fruitless.

But after all, there is hope, even if you are mentally prepared, at the moment when this hope disappears, loss is inevitable.

Yan San followed behind the two and asked curiously:

"You say, there will be a secret passage in this bell tower?"

Seeing that the two of them ignored him, Yan San didn't care, and while following, he turned his head to look at the quaint bell tower behind him, muttering in his mouth.

"If there is really a secret passage and you can't find the entrance, won't it be over if you dismantle it!"

The footsteps of the two people in front of them slammed down.

They all saw the joy in each other's eyes.

Yes, if there really is a secret passage, even if this entrance is so tightly hidden, it is impossible to distinguish it.

Then if this bell tower is demolished, will the secret passage not appear?

If you go deep into the ground, dig three feet into the ground.

If three feet is not enough, then five feet, and the secret passage must have nothing to hide.

However, what needs to be solved is the problem of demolishing the bell tower.

But I believe that according to Chen Yuming's obsession with this case.

Now there's an opportunity to try, and you won't miss it.

Plus the support of the current Chaotian Palace Viewer Zi Tianzhen.

Find an excuse to repair the bell tower, tear it down and rebuild it, and it won't attract anyone's attention.

Ye Qing turned around, gave Yan San a thumbs up, and exclaimed:

"Brother Yan, you really have it, let's invite you to eat wine when we go back, eat good wine."

He Wen also said sincerely:

"Regardless of whether there is a result or not, I will invite you to eat Qifang Pavilion when you go back, whatever you want!"

Happiness came too suddenly, and Yan San, who didn't know what he said to make the two so excited, scratched his cheeks embarrassedly and said:

"We're all brothers, there's no need to be so polite."

"I can drink anything, and I don't pay attention to what I eat, just eat enough."

Ye Qing, who was unceremoniously, nodded quickly and said:

"Cheng, listen to you."

Yan San was dumbfounded.

He Wen also said decisively: "Okay, then let's go to Sun Ji Noodle Restaurant, it is delicious and affordable, and I am familiar with the boss, and it can be cheap." ”

Yan San, who was twitching, looked at the two of them with resentment.

Good guy, he just politely, the good wine is gone, and the Qifang Pavilion is gone.

However, in the next moment, Yan San, who was open-minded, was still grinning happily, rubbing his thick beard with his right hand.

After all, someone invited him to eat and drink, and he didn't have to pay for it.

The good and the bad are all a meal for nothing, and it's over if you're happy!

Walk all the way through Chaotian Palace.

Across the Jade Emperor Palace, through the Old Law Hall, through the Qiu Zu Palace.

The three of them stood on the largest square of Chaotian Palace.

The huge bronze tripod that they had just seen on the bell tower also appeared in their eyes again.

On the three-legged bronze tripod that is one zhang wide and more than two zhang high, a huge cliff cypress incense with an arm thick and a zhang long is inserted in it.

The incense ash that burns but does not fall is clearly distinguished from the purple incense.

In the middle of the slowly burning part, a white smoke like a ribbon of flying immortals swayed in the air.

Yan San smacked his lips and said:

"This bronze tripod is so big, I don't know how much silver it will be worth if it is sold."

The gong-like loud voice, even if the voice is deliberately suppressed, is still not small.

The many pilgrims and Taoist priests who came and went in the square all glared angrily.

Yan San, who felt that the situation was wrong, embarrassedly squeezed out an apologetic smile, folded his hands and apologized to everyone.

Ye Qing and He Wen were very helpless.

Subconsciously distanced himself from Yan San.

When Yan San came back to his senses, the two of them had already walked to the bronze tripod.

Looking at the fifty zhang away, on the original site of the Sanqing Palace, under the three-story white marble steps, there were full of pious pilgrims.

Even if the Sanqing Palace is destroyed in one fell swoop, even if the imperial court orders that you must not set foot on the ruins of the Sanqing Palace.

The pilgrims were still facing the ruins and placed their offerings on the white marble steps.

Then, he bent his knees and bowed down to the ruins reverently, praying for himself and his family.

Ye Qing looked at this scene, his eyes flashed and said:

"Most of the people who come here to pray are ordinary people in ordinary clothes, even ragged."

Don't wait for his next sentence to come out.

He Wen, who was full of ridicule, sneered and said:

"Moreover, they are all ordinary people with yellow faces and thin muscles and tired expressions."

"Those who are gorgeously dressed and have big bellies are staying in the temple of the God of Wealth in front."

Then.

He Wen said with a serious face: "If I have the opportunity, I want these people to stay in the God of Wealth Temple." ”

There was silence for a while.

Ye Qingcai spoke:

"There are so many people right now that it looks like we'll have to wait until the evening to act."

The pilgrims are worshipping, and if they go up and trample on the ruins, they will be beaten by the pilgrims and driven away by evil words.

In addition, the two of them are wearing regular clothes, and they look too young, even if it is said that the official family is investigating the case, no one will believe it.

Moreover, they want a low-investigation case, which is absolutely impossible to attract attention.

He Wendao:

"That's true, I can only wait for the evening to close."

With that, He Wen was about to turn around and leave.

Ye Qing suddenly grabbed He Wen's arm, looked at the ruins with a dead gaze, and walked forward.

He Wen, who had bright eyes, couldn't help but squint his eyes, looked ahead seriously, quickly followed and asked curiously:

"What did you find?"

Ye Qing, who stopped standing behind the pilgrims, said in a low voice:

"At the ugly moment, Gu Guang, the master of Dali Temple, entered the temple for an autopsy, recording that the head of the corpse was to the southwest, the back was to the southeast, and the feet were ...... to the northeast."

Listening to Ye Qing's retelling of Ziyuan Zhenren's scorched corpse words.

He Wen looked at the ruins of the Sanqing Palace, which was sitting in the pattern of facing south and north, and a figure also appeared in his eyes, standing in the center of the Sanqing Palace, and then fell to the ground according to what Ye Qing said.

After a dozen breaths.

He Wen frowned and said:

"Brother Ye, you say, why is the charred corpse lying in the center of the Sanqing Palace?"

"He was seriously injured and dying, but his left rib was injured and his right calf was kicked, and the injury should not be enough to affect his mobility, so shouldn't he crawl to the door of the main hall?"

"If you can't break through the fire, you are worried about being burned to death, and you hope to be rescued, and then climb back from the entrance of the main hall and climb to the center of the main hall with the smallest fire is the most appropriate reaction for people in a fire, right?"

"But if that's the case, it should be the direction of the head facing north, why is it still the head facing south?"

Ye Qing, who was stunned when he heard this, appeared in his chaotic mind for a moment.

He Wen continued: "But if he is seriously injured and unable to crawl, but he also has the ability to turn his body, then after he falls, his eyes should follow the murderer, right?" ”

"His head is southwest, could it be that the murderer left through the main entrance?"