Eastern Regions, School Palace.

According to the regulations, whenever there is a major event to be convened, either order the gentlemen of the school palace to lead the team, or ring the bell. This kind of non-bell is not struck on weekdays. There is a "palm clock" for normal timekeeping, as long as a little energy is injected, it will be timed, and it will ring gently when the time comes. If you continue to inject strength, you can keep ringing the palm bell. But to gather the people, it is necessary to ring the bell of the school palace.

About the two ways of convening. The former is mostly used in emergency times, to mobilize forces in the direction that should be dealt with as soon as possible, but this is likely to be unexpected; The latter is mostly used to announce major events in ordinary times, and it is difficult to mobilize forces as soon as possible, but the gathering place is under the bell tower, and the urgency is relatively low, so it is difficult to mobilize forces as soon as possible.

So what is the way to both convene all the staff and mobilize as soon as possible? You can inject power into the bell and then strike it. Compared with the usual physical force to ring the bell, the bell can transform one force into a variety of forces to spread, and anyone who hears the bell will resonate with the relevant forces in the body, so that they can enter the state of emergency with the fastest efficiency.

To see off the deceased, there is no need to disturb the deceased with too much movement, just ring the bell gently so that everyone can hear it.

The two sacrificial wines walked side by side towards the bell tower next to the Xuangui Pavilion.

"What are you looking at when you unveiled the white cloth just now?" Besides, the sacrificial wine was a little concerned about the quarrel just now.

"I'm looking at something." Ink Sacrifice Wine replied lightly.

"Did you find it again?" Besides, the sacrificial wine is not intended to be fooled.

"Something very interesting." The ink sacrificial wine continues to fool around.

"So, can you guess who did what happened that night?" The sacrificial wine is to the bottom of it.

"That's what it means, but as you say, it's just speculation." Perhaps it was because he had misunderstood the Chunda Sacrifice Wine, and the ink sacrifice wine was not as straightforward as before.

"Who? It can't be Mr. Yin, right? I thought you were going to fight. There was a bit of ridicule in his words.

"I think too much, but it's not Mr. Yin." The ink sacrificial wine is contrary to the usual irritability, but calms down.

"Oh?" At this time, the sake felt that he was going to guess the answer.

"Is it Mr. Ba, or ......" Mo Sacrificial Wine paused deliberately.

"Who is it?" In addition to Mr. Ba, there is one more suspect? And not Mr. Yin? I'm getting more and more curious.

Mo Xijiu hesitated for a while, looked around and found that there was no one nearby, and finally said the answer:

"Chun Da Sacrifice Wine!"

……

On the west avenue of the school palace, the students dressed in vegetarian clothes stood on both sides of the avenue, bowing their heads to mourn the corpses on the carriage on the avenue.

At this time, the sky seemed to feel the oppression of the ground, and it began to rain.

After sending the corpse out of the school palace, the big sacrificial wine and sacrificial wine walked in the forefront, Mr. Xuegong was in the center, and the students followed behind in large areas.

Mr. Ba's disciples cried into tears, and tears and rain mixed with wet mourning clothes. But the former people are gone, and they will never return.

As one of Mr. Ba's few close friends, Mr. Yin took the initiative to find a treasure land for him and took the lead in loosening the soil. Mr. Ba's disciples also came up to help with tears in their eyes.

It didn't take too many people to loosen the soil, and after the corpse was put into the ground, everyone bowed their heads again in mourning.

The rain was also completely heavy, as if it wanted to wash away all this injustice and grievances.

It wasn't that the students under Mr. Ba were all led back to the palace, and the school palace had to maintain normal operation, so there were not many people left. Mr. Ba's disciples should keep filial piety, Mr. Yin should accompany him as a close friend, and Chunda and the two sacrificial wines would take care of their former colleagues as superiors.

The sacrificial wine quietly raised his head and saw that the rain was very heavy at this time, and some raindrops splashed into his eyes, which was a little uncomfortable. Blink a few times, and then look at it, everything is hazy, even the back of the Chunda sacrificial wine not far in front of you seems to be within reach, but in fact it is not real.

……

Eastern Regions, Southeast Taoist Temple.

"Little junior brother, go and help put the clothes in, it's raining heavily!" The elder brother who was forced to be in charge commanded.

"Come on!" Yin Yi responded and hurriedly rushed into the rain.

Everyone's clothes are set up together on several shelves to dry outside on weekdays, and the rain is urgent, and it is too late to collect one by one. The other senior brothers don't look at the usual days as if they are lazy to do things, but now they are all busy under the command of the senior brother.

There was no way, Yin Yi had to move the entire big shelf and find a relatively empty house to stuff it into. After a few back and forth, it was said that before the rain became heavier, it was considered a successful transfer.

The rain became heavier, but fortunately, the senior brother commanded strongly and arranged some things in an orderly manner. I don't know if I'm used to it, Yin Yi is a little distressed about the senior brother.

"Well, who stuffed the clothes to dry and the shelves into the place where the meal was served? Is there a mistake? A senior brother shouted.

"I'm sorry, brother. The situation is urgent, and the junior brother has no choice, so he can only make this decision. Yin Yi spread his hands and said that he had no choice.

"It's a junior brother." The senior brother suddenly whispered softly, for fear of scaring this master, "It's okay, it's okay, is the situation urgent, understand." ”

However, whispering is a matter of object, no, this senior brother is here:

"Hey! Living people! Put away your clothes! It's all piled up here! How can you start a meal! Is there any mistake? I'll lose it if I don't come back! ”

"Senior brother, then I'll take mine first."

"Alas, little junior brother, slow down, don't stumble."

……

Eastern Regions, Huai Valley.

The old man in the linen robe looked to the east through the curtain of water flowing down from the pavilion, feeling the wind and rain. After a long time, he muttered:

"It's all like this, can't you close the net?"

……

Eastern Regions, deep in the School Palace.

The old fisherman was drenched in the pouring rain, and when he squinted, the only fish in the pond, the black fish, began to slowly approach him. As long as the old man pounces on him, the fish may not be able to escape.

But the old man still didn't make any moves, and waited quietly.