June passed with Fang Zheng and others looking forward to it, and the Drum Tower was finally completed! When the last tile fell, Master Ma shouted loudly, and all the workers, masters and villagers who had heard the news and came to join in the fun cheered at the same time. Everyone screamed excitedly...
"It's a pity that the master won't let me donate a drum, otherwise the drum tower would be complete." Monkey sighed.
The fat man said: "Okay, I didn't donate the bell either. The master said he had prepared one himself. I asked, and it was said that it was not big and had been broken. Hey... Do you think that kind of broken bell can be replaced? I It would be nice to make him a bigger one..."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a muffled sound, like the creaking of trees after bearing weight. Everyone looked back subconsciously and saw a big bell hanging on the bell tower at some point!
When the fat man saw this big clock, his eyes almost popped out of his head!
The monkey also looked shocked, but he still did not forget to joke: "Fat man, you said this clock is not big? Haha, it is quite broken? Tell me, where have you seen one bigger than this! One more beautiful than this ! Damn it, this clock makes me want to rob it!"
"My mother, no wonder the master doesn't let me donate the clock. He actually has such a big treasure! Tsk, tsk, how domineering!" the fat man said.
"It's really domineering. Now I finally understand why the master didn't let me donate the drum. The Bell Tower and Drum Tower have the same specifications, but the drums with the same specifications as this bell... I may not be able to get it even if I lose all my money." Although the monkey and the fat man spoke savagely, They are all people who have seen the world. They have seen the national treasure Yongle Bell, which is more than six meters high and priceless. It is said to be priceless in the market!
The big bell in front of me exudes an ancient charm. It looks like an old object at first glance. It is not even younger than the Yongle Bell. The bell is bigger and has more scriptures on it. However, every word can be read clearly. Under the sun, it does not exude the bronze color of the Yongle Bell, but it is like being made of gold, exuding golden light! Brilliant but not luxurious, domineering but not overbearing, beautiful but embodying the weight of history!
Such a big clock, the two of them asked themselves, no one could take it out!
Master Ma and other craftsmen were also shocked when they saw this big bell. They were all craftsmen, so they could naturally see the preciousness of this big clock. They looked up at it as if they were looking at rare treasures. In the end, Master Ma even knelt down, kowtowed three times and said, "What a master craftsman!"
"Holy product!" Luo Yang and others bowed down one after another.
The villagers didn't understand what they were worshiping, but they could also tell that this bell was really extraordinary!
Wang Yougui and Tan Juguo frowned, especially Tan Juguo. He knew very well what was in the Yizhi Temple, because he was there when the Yizhi Temple was assigned to the Yizhi Zen Master! The Yizhi Temple was originally a broken temple, with a broken bell that could no longer be broken. It cracked within half a year of ringing... So where did this big bell come from? If you think about it carefully, there are really many miraculous things and unexplainable things on this Zhi Mountain... However, Tan Juguo and Wang Yougui said nothing, because Fang Zheng renovated the Yizhi Temple silently and took out After that kind of god-like crystal rice, they knew what happened to this temple. But they all chose to remain silent. First of all, Fang was from their village, a breadwinner, half a child of the villagers, and half a child of them. They wanted to protect him. Secondly, they are also full of expectations, hoping that this miraculous temple can bring something to this impoverished village.
In fact, they got everything they wanted. Fangzheng went farther and farther, and went higher and higher, and what he did satisfied them; and the village also benefited from the glory of the One Finger Temple, and many troubles disappeared and became more. On the road to wealth, everything is getting better.
So the two of them looked at each other and chose silence. They continued to say nothing and silently guarded these secrets and Fang Zheng.
Not only were everyone in a daze and excitement, but Founder was also about the same. After two months, the big bell was finally hung! And what surprised Fangzheng was that there was not only a bell, but also a hammer for striking the bell, a log as thick as a person, wrapped in red rope on the front and back, and hot gold, just like the legendary golden hoop!
Fang Zheng gently stroked the heavy hammer, his eyes full of joy. With this, although this finger temple can't do the morning bell and evening drum in the future, it can at least half of it.
"Master Fangzheng, this clock looks great when it is run! Ring it!" The fat man shouted first. Although the clock had nothing to do with him, he donated the bell tower. Seeing the awesome big clock, he He also followed Yu Yourongyan, who was most looking forward to the feeling of ringing.
"Yes, Master Fangzheng, knock one!" Song Ergou shouted.
"Master, knock it and listen." Master Ma and others also shouted excitedly. They also wanted to hear whether this seemingly extraordinary bell was really that extraordinary! Master Ma muttered: "Historical data records that the Yongle Bell is 6.75 meters high. The thickness of the bell wall varies. The thickest part is 185 mm and the thinnest part is 94 mm. It weighs about 46 tons. The inside and outside of the bell are cast with scriptures, a total of 22.7 Ten thousand words. A light knock can ring for one minute, a hard knock can ring for three minutes, and the sound can go around the beam for dozens of miles! This is the largest bell in the world! Although there is a bigger bell in E country, weighing two hundred tons, but because Technical problem, there was a big crack on the day it was cast, it couldn't be rung, it couldn't be called a bell..."
"Master Ma, why are you muttering about this?" Luo Yang asked.
Master Ma said with great excitement: "We may witness a miracle, and the largest bell in the world will be rung... What do you think I am muttering about?"
Luo Yang was stunned for a moment, a miracle? The world's largest clock? At that moment, his blood boiled...
"Witness the miracle!" a craftsman shouted, followed by others, and the shouts were loud for a while.
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together, bowed to everyone, and pronounced a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, as all the donors wish, the poor monk will ring the Buddha bell now."
After finishing speaking, Fang Zheng recited a Buddha's name to the Yongle Bell, then held the huge hammer with both hands and pulled it back with all his strength. Only then did Fang Zheng realize that the hammer was extremely heavy! Even with his strength, he would have to exert all his strength to drag the heavy hammer!
"Good fellow, if it were an ordinary person who couldn't even drag the heavy hammer, how would he ring the bell?" Fang Zheng sighed in his heart, and at the same time, he shouted loudly, suddenly exerted force, and pushed the heavy hammer to hit the Yongle Bell!
At that moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the hammer, looking forward to the sound of the bell!
Boom!
A bell sounded with incomparable clarity. It was not high-pitched or deafening. Everyone heard it clearly. The sound seemed to fall from the nine heavens, like rain from the sky, falling on the soul, and the troubles in the heart were instantly wiped out. Once it was all gone, the whole person fell into a state of emptiness. Many things that I couldn't figure out or understand at ordinary times were suddenly figured out at this moment, my thoughts were clear, my body and mind were happy, and everyone had a smile on their face subconsciously.
(End of chapter)