The person who rang the bell was one of the bangfu in this Shangqiu city, and his surname was Guo.

Each hour is responsible for striking twelve rings, and after each ring, you can go to rest for an hour. It can be said that knocking on this girder weaving is the most enviable job of all the bangfu in the city.

Year after year, every hour, Bangfu Guo will hold the long rope under the big bell on time.

This job has been done for a long time, and after the sun rises, Bangfu Guo always recedes under the big clock and hides in the shadows. At the same time, the ears are stuffed with a paper ball soaked in water. I controlled the rhythm in my heart and silently chanted twelve times.

"Two hits away. ”

Bangfu Guo stood under the girder weaving, swung the long rope in his hand vigorously, and said in his heart.

......

Boom!!!

For the first time, the beam weaving that had been hanging on the beam of the bell tower and had been hanging for nearly a thousand years made a sound other than "bell!"

Circles of dust and debris shook on the ground, and the gray burnt bricks that paved in the square crumbled like cobwebs into the surrounding gallop path, and the bell was about a foot high, and it took more than five or six people to surround it.

At this time, after suddenly falling and smashing to the ground, the movement and destruction caused were really terrifying.

Even the ground seemed to shake.

......

"You win! You win!!"

The masked man stood up abruptly, breathing heavily and whispering, his tone filled with uncontrollable happiness and relief.

The soldiers of the city defense were armed with armor and weapons, and the footsteps of the dense and fragmented footsteps and the history of the control of the city's security, the carriages of thieves and thieves passed by, and the roars of the drivers after the whip was raised also from far to near.

Lao He stared at the dust flying in front of him dumbfounded, his ears were full of scolding and shouting, it was obviously dog days, but he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his body was stiff to the extreme.

Little by little, as if it was rusted iron, Lao He's head turned to the masked man standing up beside him.

With one hand on his waist, he glanced down at Lao He, and the masked man held the silver ingot with one hand and turned it between his fingers, and then threw it in front of Lao He.

"If the way of heaven is good, there will be a day when the ashes will be revived. I don't care about the name, so I just want to go against the grain~" Humming a small tune, the masked man didn't care about Lao He's reaction, slightly bent his back, carried his hands behind his back, and walked towards the crowd.

The way he strolled away was in stark contrast to the people around him who were hurrying to the bell tower.

Slowly, his figure disappeared.

Lao He opened his mouth slightly, but he felt as if his throat was locked, and he couldn't speak at all.

He said that this big beam was made up because of a gamble, a random sentence of a madman, and fell?

No one will believe it, but he appeared in this position, and there were twenty taels of silver around him, which would definitely be suspected by the officials.

Lao He shuddered when he thought of this, bent down to pick up the silver ingot, and walked slowly in the direction of the outside of the city.

......

"I'll touch it!"

"Uh-huh....... Tap. ”

The scholar excitedly said a word to the autumnal equinox, and then tentatively stretched out his hand to touch the trembling bell body in front of him.

Pulling the hem of the robe behind the scholar with one hand, the autumn equinox whispered a word to the scholar.

Rumble!

The moment the scholar's fingertips were about to touch the big bell, the distance between the big bell and his fingers suddenly became farther away, and it quickly slammed down, making a sound that made both of their ears ring.

The flying dust also fascinated the eyes of the two, and under the huge movement, the autumn equinox hurriedly held on to the pillar of the building beside him and tightened the hem of the scholar's robe.

By the time the smoke and dust cleared a little, the sound of countless armorers approaching was already approaching.

"Withdraw!"

The scholar glanced at the autumn equinox, and the two hurriedly tied the cloth they had brought to the bell tower to their faces, jumped out of the bell tower, and quickly stepped on the eaves and ran into the distance.

......

"Someone!"

I don't know if it was the armor or the onlookers, there was a shout, and almost at the same time, everyone present: the people, the officials, the armor, as well as Mr. Wei and Wang Huozhu, looked at the top of the bell tower that was exposed after the smoke sank.

Two large humanoid birds, one gray and one black, were fleeing the scene at a rapid pace.

"Close all the gates! The guards and the guards of the city shall enter all the squares of the city at once! All the streets! All those who wear black and gray robes shall be arrested! The rest of the streets shall be cleared, and the residents shall return to their homes, and the outsiders shall carefully inspect the road and guide them, and send them back to the inn, and shall not go out, and the shopkeeper shall carefully check the information in the book for inspection. ”

Without waiting for the two figures in mid-air to land on the opposite eaves, the history of Shangqiu City immediately issued an order loudly to the armor soldiers and officials behind him, and they reached every corner in an orderly manner.

"Now with ten people as a column, five columns, out of the column! Immediately lift the big bell!"

With dark skin and a mediocre appearance, he shook the whip in his hand, took the lead, and galloped quickly towards the place where the girder fell.

......

I was going to chat to pass the time, who would have thought that this new groom, the little old man, the king fireworm, and the old king had some unpleasant things with a few people in the small wine shop. But Mr. Wei was impressed.

From history to humanity, from food to wine, he can talk about it, and from his seemingly honest but actually bright smile, Mr. Wei feels that this person still has reservations.

Everyone has secrets, and Mr. Wei didn't want to know more, so he simply started chatting about the sea and the sky.

"This bell is a thousand years!" "Wang Huozi, who was squatting on the carriage at this time, squinted at the beam weaving that kept making crisp bells, and said with a sigh.

Mr. Wei, who was leaning on the carriage to drink water, listened to Wang Huozi's words and nodded approvingly, "Yes! The four seasons flow, the rivers are easy to change, the dynasty has changed twice, the bell has changed, but the bell has not changed." ”

After hearing this, Wang Huofan didn't speak, smiled, but the frequency of smoking decreased a lot.

The two chatted with each other, enjoying a rare comfort with each other. No one noticed the inexplicable gamble and the two who disappeared.

Rumble!

After a loud bang, the two of them, holding the carriage to stabilize their bodies, turned around in confusion, glanced at the dusty place, and looked at each other.

"The bell didn't ring. ”

"Well, no. ”