What Happened to the Devil?

Lin Bei was covered by a copper bell for three days and three nights. This is not a metaphor or a figure of speech. Literally speaking, he was now squatting in a copper bell, with his back against the curved wall of the bell, three-day-old moss under his feet, and his whole body exuded a sour smell of over-pickled pickles in a jar. He used his fingernails to carve all the Chinese characters on the inner wall of the bell, thirty-seven and a half in total, each representing a meal he had not eaten. That's half because he suddenly realized in the middle of carving that he didn't know what "rice" was.