Chapter 46

c "Chime? Trapezoid bronze chime?" I was surprised.

After hearing what she said, I looked more and more like her.

There are many types of ancient bronzes, about 34 types, and chimes are just one of them. Later generations classified them into round chimes, square chimes, hat chimes, trapezoidal chimes, etc.

Why is there such a large number of bronze chimes hanging in the underground cave under Moth Mountain? What are those round clay balls in front of the chime used for?

People are always curious about unknown foods.

"Pick one down and take a look," a mole picked up a small stone from the side.

She raised her hand and threw it hard, like hitting fruit, but unfortunately the first drop came up empty.

Then she tried a second time, but still couldn't hit the balls.

"Let me try Sister Hong," I took a pebble from her hand.

When I was a kid, I loved shooting birds with a slingshot, so I still had some accuracy with my hands.

The first hit hit it, and the ball swayed back and forth like a swing, but it didn't fall because it wasn't strong enough.

This time I used all my strength.

"Plop," the round mud ball fell into the river.

"Hit Sister Hong!"

A mole gave me a blank look.

Seeing the fallen ball floating toward the center of the underground river, a mole quickly took off her shirt. She turned around and said, "Wait for me here. I'll go fish it out and take a look."

"Plop," before I could tell her to be careful, she jumped into the river.

It's been two minutes, the water is calm, I haven't seen her figure yet, and the fallen ball has disappeared.

"Sister Hong!"

"Sister Hong!" I stood on the shore and yelled anxiously.